Guan Yan suddenly felt the "golden wind" behind him and couldn't help but shivered; he turned his head slightly and saw the eyes of a group of soldiers behind him staring at Guan Yan's twisting buttocks. ()    |    (8)bsp;O   M

Guan Yan's passionate blood rushes his brain, and his old face is hot. He buried his head deeply between the horse's hair, and his mind is turning quickly: How to explain? To comfort the war horses? Not like it; to pray for our army to win a great victory? Not like it; what should I do! I am so embarrassed!

Just when Guan Yan had no way to heaven and no way to enter the ground, a fire lit up on the gate of Guangzong City, and the fire was shining, which was extremely dazzling in the darkness. The signal should finally be issued in Guangzong City!

Guan Yan flashed his spirit and pulled out his sword and shouted: "I have been warming up for a long time, just waiting for this moment! All the generals will follow me to kill~~~~"

The soldiers behind him suddenly realized and said to himself: General wisely! Get up together and kill the city gate that opened.

For a moment, shouts were shaking around Guangzong City. The officials who had been ambushing for a long time seemed to vent their depression of being squeezed for the past half night, and shouted and rushed towards Guangzong City.

Due to Huangfu Song's paralysis tactics for more than 100 years, the Yellow Turban Army, except for the night watchmen, had rested. With the shouts of killing, the soldiers hurriedly stood up, with their eyes blurred to prepare for the battle, but the soldiers were not fully equipped, and the officials had already come in.

After slaughtering one battalion, it set fire to it. This was the order issued by Huangfu Song before the war. Now it can be seen that this order is very correct: the fires in the city are burning one after another, illuminating the night sky of Guangzong City like daytime. The fire inspired the morale of the official army, but burning the fighting spirit of the Yellow Turban Army...

After entering the city for more than a stick of incense, Guan Yan stood in panting and looked around. Guan Yan didn't know how to do it, but he could only numbly chop with all his strength.

Usually, the two armies may not be able to fight, but this one-sided massacre is relatively simple for Guan Yan. I don’t know how much life he had fallen with his sword, Guan Yan has stained his armor with blood. He didn’t know whether the sword in his hand was nervous or excessive, but he was already trembling slightly.

Guan Yan was waiting here to watch, and it was not without the Yellow Turban Army to kill. Tens of thousands of Yellow Turban Army gathered in Guangzong City. At this time, the streets and alleys were covered in disheveled clothes and full of fear. The Yellow Turban Army was running around everywhere.

Guan Yan was looking for a place where the Duke General Zhang Liang hid.

One reason is that troubled times are cruel and exciting for a person. Guan Yan has been in this world for nearly a year and has deeply understood that if he wants to survive in this troubled times, he must have strong strength. At present, Guan Yan does not. He wants to make this great contribution and get rewards from the Han Dynasty, which still has the power to lay a solid foundation for the upcoming chaos.

The second reason is that Guan Yan was a member of the Yellow Turban Army in this life. Although he had no feelings for the Yellow Turban Army, because of his father Guan Hai, Guan Yan did not want Zhang Liang to fall into the hands of other officials and humiliate him, but wanted to give him some pleasure.

But where can I find Zhang Liang in the chaotic Guangzong City?

Guan Yan was anxious, and the mount seemed to feel the anxiety of his master, and his front hooves kept digging the ground.

"Come here~~~~~~"

A hoarse voice came from the sky and reached Guan Yan's ears.

Guan Yan turned his head and looked around, questioning: "Can you hear the sound?"

The generals shook their heads and looked at Guan Yan in confusion.

"Come here~~~~~~"

Another sound, but it was weaker than the sound just now.

Guan Yan seemed to think that this was the summoner in the dark. Guan Yan roughly confirmed that it was in the southeast direction of Guangzong City, and immediately rode forward: "Follow me!"

Huangfu Song's army mainly attacked the northwest of Guangzong, so the war in the southeast direction relative to the northwest direction was much slower.

Guan Yanxinma was in the southeast alley. Due to the war, these houses were abandoned and there was no trace of anger.

While Guan Yan was observing the alley, there were two pairs of murderous intent in a house, staring at Guan Yan through the cracks of the collapsed window.

The alley is over, where is the sound? Why did I hear it? Who is talking to me? Guan Yan's heart is asking questions one by one, pulling the horse around in circles in the narrow alley.

"Bang~~~~~" A breakout next to Guan Yan was kicked away by a force and was hitting Guan Yan.

Guan Yan was thinking about things in his heart, but suddenly he was hit by a powerful wooden door. He suddenly became unstable and knocked over to the ground.

Zang Ba, Ji Ling and others behind him saw it, and hurriedly slapped him forward and yelled: "Protect the lord!"

At this time, two people jumped out of the broken door hole, picked up the abandoned wooden sticks beside them and smashed them at Guan Yan's head. The wooden stick turned into a black shadow because it was too fast.

Guan Yan looked at the black shadow in front of him and thought in his heart: If these two powerful sticks were hit hard, his head would probably explode like a watermelon.

Guan Yan fell off his horse and was confused, but human survival was always the most powerful. Guan Yan subconsciously rolled to the right and barely avoided two sticks.

The wooden stick hit the ground, and the huge force instantly shattered the wooden stick. The two of them failed to get a blow and rushed towards Guan Yan again.

But how did Ji Ling and Zang Ba allow the two thieves to commit another murder? The two used their horses and weapons to strode forward, and the two thieves took a step back.

The guards immediately followed and protected Guan Yan in the middle. Guan Yan was helped up, rubbed his arms that were hurt, and bared his teeth and said, "Xuan Gao, Ji Ling. Take these two people!"

The two responded and started fighting with the two thieves. Guan Yan then saw the two wearing yellow turban decorations, but the only difference was that the yellow turbans were hidden in red letters on their foreheads.

Zang Ba Ji Ling was originally a general, but he could not use the advantage of fighting horses in this small alley; and the two seemed to be more skilled on the ground, and for a moment they were incompatible with Zang Ba Ji Ling.

Guan Yan cursed: "You and the other two are really elm-headed, get off the horse and fight!"

Zang Ba Ji Ling then realized that he was not able to turn on the war horse and suffered some losses, but he was used to fighting immediately and didn't remember it for a while.

After hearing Guan Yan's shout, the two of them jumped off the horse and fought on foot.

Sure enough, Zang Ba Jiling had no disadvantages and moved the Yellow Turbans backward step by step.

Guan Yan felt relieved and thought to himself: These two people still have such skills, but they don’t know how to send me a message and lead me over.

Guan Yan looked at the Yellow Turbans and the other two who had been injured by Zang Ba Ji Ling many times, and now he was leaning against the wall and struggling to support him.

"Ah~~" With a scream, one of them had been nailed to the wall by Zang Ba's heart. After spitting a few mouthfuls of blood, he died of death.

Seeing this, the other man couldn't help but feel panicked, and his movements were slower. Ji Ling seized the opportunity and slashed the three-pointed two-edged sword from the head of the Yellow Turban Army, and half of his head fell into the sound. The Yellow Turban Army was immediately killed and his body fell to the ground.

Seeing the battle over, Guan Yan turned over and said, "Go back to the camp."

"Come here~~~~~~"

A familiar voice still rang in his ears. Guan Yan turned around in shock and looked around: "Do you hear me?"

The soldiers still shook their heads in confusion, not knowing what Guan Yan said.

Zang Ba asked, "What did the lord hear?"

Guan Yan did not answer because his eyes had fallen tightly into the doorway where the two Yellow Turban soldiers returned.

The door hole was dark, and it seemed to attract Guan Yan like a black hole. The sound spreading in his ears seemed to be coming from here.

Guan Yan slowly dismounted, staring at the dark area with all his heart, slowly, step by step.

"Lord..." Zang Ba Ji Ling shouted quickly because he was afraid that Guan Yan would be in danger again.

Guan Yan reached out to stop them, but his steps did not stop and continued to walk slowly like a door opening.

A thin figure curled up at the corner of the wall, with a feather arrow clearly inserted into his chest.

"It's finally here~~~~" It was still the hoarse voice, but this time it was not from the air to the ears, but this time it was the sound of the thin figure. "Cough~~~Cough~" As soon as the words fell, a violent cough also followed. The feather arrows in the chest also trembled with the fluctuations of the breath.

Hearing the strange noise, Zang Ba Ji Ling rushed into the door. Guan Yan stopped them: "You can go out."

"Master!"

"Don't worry, go out." Guan Yan's mind felt that this figure would not cause harm to him, so he firmly asked Zang Ba Jiling to go out.

"Who are you? What's the matter with calling me?" Guan Yan took two steps forward and asked carefully. He held the hilt of the sword tightly with his left hand.

"Hahaha." The man smiled weakly: "Don't be afraid, I have something to ask for, come here."

Guan Yan leaned forward and squatted down as he spoke.

The man licked his lips and said softly: "I am Zhang Liang!"

"Ah!" Guan Yan was shocked and looked at the man straight.

At such a close distance, although the house was pitch black, Guan Yan could still see Zhang Liang's face through the faint moonlight.

Zhang Liang's face was sallow and his facial features were slender. Although he had a scattered head and face, he still had a fairy-like atmosphere. The arrows inserted into his chest made Zhang Liang look painful from time to time.

Zhang Liang ignored Guan Yan, but said to himself: "My brother Zhang Jiao, who was taught by the "Taiping Yaoshu" by the old immortal in Nanhua twenty years ago, possessed a special ability. He calculated that the Han Dynasty had been exhausted, so he raised his troops to resist it. However, the fall of the Han Dynasty was not the Yellow Turbans, and his brother died because of his actions against the will of heaven."

Zhang Liang's eyes suddenly looked at Guan Yan with a full of spirit: "Before my brother's death, the sky phenomena changed, and it seems that someone from another world came here to change the secrets of heaven! This person is you!"

Guan Yan stared at Zhang Liang and thought in surprise: Isn’t he a different person from another world since the future? No one knows about this matter except himself. Is there really such magical magic in this world?

"I..." Guan Yan was about to deny it, but Zhang Liang said firmly: "It is necessary to deny that we will suffer this disaster when we go against the will of heaven. But you are different. You are from another world and will be able to inherit my peace and build a peaceful and prosperous era! Cough cough cough cough cough~~"

Zhang Liang might have used too much energy to touch the wound on his chest and started coughing violently.

Guan Yan was listening to these shocking words on the side, and was stunned for a moment, at a loss.

Zhang Liang rested for a long time, and when his breath stabilized, Zhang Liang trembled and took out an ancient old book from his chest and handed it to Guan Yan with difficulty: "This book is accompanied by my head on my neck, and I hope to help you achieve... to achieve great achievements!"

Zhang Liang said the last sentence in pain, and after he finished speaking, he was exhausted. Although his eyes were not closed, his energy was gone. His right hand fell down weakly, and the ancient book in his hand was falling in front of Guan Yan.

Guan Yan looked down and saw four small seal characters written in the left edge of the ancient book: "Taiping Yaoshu"!
Chapter completed!