At 10 noon, drums were heard outside Guangzong City, and with Huangfu Song's order, the army began to attack the city!

At this time, there was chaos in Guangzong City. General Zhang Jiao, the general of the Heavenly King, suddenly passed away at the Si hour today. The white silk hanging high in the city, crying loudly, and the city was full of sadness!

Due to Zhang Jiao's death, the Guangzong City defenders were almost unprepared. Therefore, the army attacked Guangzong City without much effort.

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"Brother, what should we do?" A black-faced man asked another black-faced man in the Yellow Turban Reich barracks.

"What else can I do? General of God has saved us. He asked us to submit to the person named Zhao Feng, and we will submit to the person named Zhao Feng!" said another man.

These two are the leaders of the Yellow Turban Strongman, Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao.

"But, is this Zhao Feng really worthy of surrender?" Pei Yuanshao asked.

"Even if it is not worth it, we have to surrender, because General of God is our God. We must do whatever he asks us to do. Even if we die, we must be willing!" Zhou Cang said.

"That's right, but I still feel a little uncomfortable." Pei Yuanshao said.

"Well, yes, I don't know what kind of person Zhao Feng is." Zhou Cang sighed.

"Brother, why not do this. Let's try Zhao Feng's ability first. If he does have real materials, then we must submit sincerely. But if you are just a fool, then we will find an opportunity to stand on our own!" Pei Yuanshao suggested.

"Well, this is feasible!" Zhou Cang nodded.

"The treasure of this General of Heaven is also in our hands! If we want to stand on our own, it will save a lot of effort!" Pei Yuanshao said.

"Well, then we will do this...this way...this way..." The two of them began to discuss.

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"Stop it! Everyone, hold it! General of God has passed away. We cannot let his previous efforts be wasted!" Zhang Liang shouted at the top of the city.

Originally, after Zhang Jiao's death, Zhang Liang fantasized that he could command the Yellow Turban Army, sweep the imperial army, and finally overthrow the harsh rule of Emperor Ling, and rule the world! However, before he could finish his dream, Huangfu Song began to attack the city!

In shock, Zhang Liang quickly sent troops to meet the enemy, but just when he was about to transfer the Yellow Turban Strongman to the top of the city and participate in defending the city, he actually found that the Yellow Turban Strongman did not obey his orders, and a thousand people refused to leave the camp in the military camp.

In desperation, Zhang Liang had to take the soldiers who still listened to him to the city to meet the enemy.

"Zhang Liang! Take your life!" As soon as Zhang Fei climbed to the top of the city, he stared at Zhang Liang who was commanding.

"Bold-faced! Don't snatch me! Zhang Liang's head is my Laosha's!" Shamoke followed Zhang Fei to the top of the city.

"Hehe, barbarian, we all rely on our abilities, first come first served!" Zhang Fei smiled, "Old Zhang accepted Zhang Liang's head!"

"Wow!" Shamoko was angry, "Go slower!"

"I, Lao Zhang, won't wait!" As he said that, Zhang Fei ran towards Zhang Liang with a spear.

Zhang Liang naturally knew Zhang Fei, a man with white face and big eyes. On that day, Zhang Fei was one of the generals who chased him. His force was very impressive!

Zhang Liang was so scared that he ran away, but it was too late. He was caught by Zhang Fei behind him in a few steps, and a spear pierced from behind him to his chest!

"Haha, Zhang Liang's head belongs to me, Lao Zhang!" Zhang Fei laughed and cut off Zhang Liang's head and danced towards Shamoke who came later.

"You! Humph!" Shamoke was angry and turned aside, ignoring Zhang Fei.

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Let’s talk about Zhao Feng’s army entering Guangzong City with the army, and then rushed towards the direction of the Yellow Turban Strongman Army Camp. (Of course, the location of this camp was told by Zhang Ning)

"Are you Zhao Feng?" As soon as Zhao Feng arrived in front of the military camp, he saw two black-faced men waiting in front of the camp gate.

"Well, I am, are the two heroes Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao?" Zhao Feng said.

"Yes, although General God gave us to you, we still want to compete with you! If you win us, then all our thousand Yellow Turbans and General God's property will belong to you. If you lose, you will be left as me! What do you think?" Zhou Cang said.

"Well, you two can go together, fight quickly, we have to leave the city immediately, and we can't stay for too long!" Zhao Feng said.

Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao looked at each other, nodded at the same time, raised their fists and attacked Zhao Feng respectively.

Zhao Feng hurriedly turned sideways, avoided Zhou Cang's fist, and then picked up his palm and brushed it away at Pei Yuanshao's fist.

With a gentle blow, Zhao Feng swung Pei Yuanshao's fist away, and Pei Yuanshao felt that his body could not help but his command, and followed his fist and leaned forward.

Pei Yuanshao was shocked and quickly stabilized his body, then lifted his fist to attack Zhao Feng. At the same time, Zhou Cang also lifted his fist to attack.

Zhao Feng did the same thing, and still gently flicked Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao's fists aside.

After this, Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao were so tired that they were sweating profusely. On the other hand, Zhao Feng still looked calm and gentle.

"Huhhh...Huhh..." Pei Yuanshao and Zhou Cang both gasped heavily. They looked at each other, nodded, and both knelt down: "Pei Yuanshao (Zhou Cang) has seen his lord!"

"Two heroes, please get up quickly!" Zhao Feng hurriedly helped the two of them up.

"Lord, I, Old Zhou, beg you something!" Zhou Cang knelt down again.

"Get up quickly, say if you have anything to do, Feng will do his best." Zhao Feng said.

Zhao Feng was still very happy to get these two people. Zhao Feng did not lack generals to lead the troops at this time. What he lacked was such company commanders, battalion commanders and other military generals, not to mention that they were the commanders of the Yellow Turban Strongmen!

"Lord, that's right. We, the Yellow Turbans, are brothers and sisters. After we surrender to the lord, can we not break us up and reorganize it?" Zhou Cang said.

"So you are worried about this! The Yellow Turbans have such a strong combat power. How could I break you apart?" Zhao Feng smiled, "I will let you become an army independently, train alone, and eventually make you the ace division of my Liaodong Army!"

"Thank you lord!" The two of them were ecstatic and bowed again.

"Get up quickly, we will reorganize the army first, let's take advantage of the chaos to leave the city!" Zhao Feng said.

"Yes! Lord!" The two of them received the order.

In the chaos, Zhao Feng brought a thousand Yellow Turban soldiers out of the city, returned directly to the military camp, and gave them the Liaodong military uniforms prepared in advance, and ordered them to change them.

After disguising everything, Zhao Feng returned to the city and took advantage of the chaos to come to Zhang Jiao's coffin. He secretly dropped Zhang Jiao's body and secretly transported it out of the city.
Chapter completed!