Three Kingdoms: My Army Formation Is Too Invincible!

Chapter 47

Chapter 47 Lu Zhi is ecstatic, Zhang Jiao is furious, and the Yellow Turban is the main force on the expedition! (Please ask for flowers and votes!)

Quliang City.

Tens of thousands of officers and soldiers are madly smashing the city.

The ladder stood on the high wall, and the soldiers were brave and fearless, heading straight for the city.

Below, the collision cone rumbling, slammed on the tall gate of Quliang City.

The trebuchet shook frantically, and the huge boulder leaped into the sky, like a meteorite falling from the sky, falling on the top of the city, smashing large craters.

The Yellow Turban army in the city is also fighting back desperately.

Rolling stones, wood, hot oil, all kinds of methods were used.

On the battlefield, everywhere, there was a sorrowful wailing sound.

Cruel, bloody!

Lu Zhi stood in the center of the military camp, frowning as well.

“According to this formation, it will take at least five days to win Quliang City!”

“I don’t know what happened to Quhe, Chen Chong, Cheng Wuhui, can he stop Zhang Jiao!”

“If something goes wrong on his side, Quliang’s side will definitely be affected. If you can’t say it, you will have to give up all your efforts!”

He said to himself, his mind was rather heavy.

“Report!”

An exclamation sounded.

The guard arrived in a hurry and spoke in a hurry.

“General, information from Quhe!”

Lu Zhi’s eyes shrank instantly, and his tall body couldn’t help but tremble.

In fact, he also knows very well that this attack on Quliang is a gamble!

Therefore, he sent a large number of scouts to constantly monitor the situation on Quhe.

Once Chen Chong had a problem, he had no choice but to give up the Quliang and retreat.

Otherwise, if the Guantao Yellow Turban Army is allowed to rush to meet the Quliang Yellow Turban inside and outside, then the official army will face the disaster of extinction!

At that time, he will be the sinner of the great man through the ages!

“How is it going?”

“Is Quhe lost?”

“Has the Guantao Yellow Turban already crossed the Quhe River?”

“How long will they get here?”

Lu Zhi hurriedly spoke, asking several questions in a row, but his voice trembled slightly.

The guard shook his head and hurriedly said.

“Great news! General!”

“A huge victory over Quhe!”

“General Chen Chong, commanding his own troops, completely defeated the Yellow Turban’s 10,000 vanguard army, Huang Turban Qushuai Guanhai, was also killed on the spot!”

Lu Zhi was startled, and then couldn’t help but raise his head and burst into laughter.

He was right!

He won this gamble!

He did not miss Chen Chong!

“Hahahaha, Chen Chong Cheng Wuhui is really a talent, a true pillar of the country, the pillar of the country!”

“I must write a memorial to Your Majesty, a book on Chen Chong’s achievements!”

“With Chen Chong here, the Han Dynasty will be revived for a hundred years!”

Lu Zhi was so excited that he turned his head abruptly and looked at Qu Liangcheng.

His eyes became fierce.

Speaking sharply.

“Cheng Wu went back there and surprised me! I definitely can’t let him down!”

“Come on, pass my order, everyone stepped up to attack the city!”

“In addition, write the news of the defeat of the Yellow Turban Pioneer into a document, and send archers to project into Quliang City, so as to break the Yellow Turban army’s mind as much as possible!”

“Yes!”

The guard agreed and was very excited.

……

Guan Tao.

Eighty thousand Yellow Turbans have assembled.

All are murderous.

Zhang Jiao was wearing the yellow Taoist robe of Taiping Road, standing on the high platform, holding a long sword, and speaking loudly.

“The sky is dead, the yellow sky is standing, and the age is in Jiazi, the world is prosperous!”

“The Han room is rotten, the officers and soldiers are faint, their doomsday has arrived, and now is my fate for peace!”

Below, the Yellow Turban soldiers also cheered and were extremely excited.

At this moment, Zhang Yan hurriedly walked over to Zhang Jiao and said in a deep voice.

“Teacher, bad news, it’s not good!”

“The vanguard army led by Guan Hai encountered resistance from the official army in Quhe!”

“Guan Hai died in battle, most of the ten thousand brothers were also left behind by the officers and soldiers, and less than one-tenth of those who escaped back!”

Hearing this, Zhang Jiao’s face changed.

A gloomy cold light flashed in his eyes.

“How could this be? Who did it!”

Zhang Yan is a little heavy.

“It’s a rebel army from Zhongling County, Yanmen. The leader is named Chen Chong, and there is no answer!”

“Chang Du, the handsome Qu in Yanmen, Guo Tai, the handsome Qu in Jinyang, and the poison in Zhongshan Qu, all died in this person’s hands!”

“Teacher, this person, I’m afraid it’s one of our big rivals!”

The horned eyes looked more fierce.

“It seems that this person is really determined to fight our peace roads. He must be a running dog of the Han Dynasty!”

“Kill Guan Hai and ruin my vanguard army! I still have 80,000 troops here, and the army is overwhelming. I want to see how he stops it!”

“At that time, I will personally behead Chen Chong, practice his corpse into a mummy, and hang it on the Quliang City Gate!”

“Send my order, the whole army will attack and go straight to Quhe!”

Zhang Jiao personally took command, accompanied by five thousand yellow turban men.

The army of 80,000 yellow turbans came out of Guantao in mighty force.

Standing on the wall of Guantao City, Zhang Yan couldn’t help frowning while looking at the billowing smoke.

I don’t know why, there is always an uneasy feeling in his heart.

It’s like, Zhang Jiao is here to go.

“What’s wrong with me? Actually think the teacher will lose?”

“The teacher has brought 80,000 brothers with him. He is strong enough to fight against Lu Zhi’s officers and soldiers.”

“Chen Chong only has a small rebel army, shouldn’t he have the ability to reverse the overall situation?”

Zhang Yan gave a wry smile.

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