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Chapter 29 Battlefield, Yellow Turban Warriors

As the Yellow Turban Army in other places were defeated one after another, the main force of the Yellow Turban Army led by Zhang Jiao turned from offense to defense and retreated to Guangzong City.

However, although the overall strategy is a defensive strategy, it does not mean that they just stay in the city and do nothing.

As Lu Zhi said, Zhang Jiao would launch a breakthrough every few days.

This kind of breakout is not meaningless, and it mainly serves two purposes. First, after the Yellow Turban Uprising, it was initially controlled by Zhang Jiao, but gradually evolved into the largest bandit in the world.

Some high-level officials were also quickly corrupted by the desire for power and gradually got rid of Zhang Jiao's control.

Therefore, this kind of breakout is essentially to eliminate these uncontrolled Yellow Turbans and retain only their loyal subordinates.

Second, reduce consumption. The food and grass in Guangzong City is limited, but the number of the Yellow Turban Army is too large. If you want to persist for a longer time, some people must die to reduce food and grass consumption.

Tens of thousands of Yellow Turban troops armed with long swords, short spears, hoes and sticks, anything that could hurt people, launched an attack on Lu Zhi's army.

Although they are all a mob, once there are more than 10,000 people, there are no boundaries. Under the charge of a large number, it seems that the momentum is really not small.

Zhou Ming at least stood in front of the army, with brothers Liu, Guan, and Zhang beside him, and behind him were Zuo Feng's two hundred guards and the soldiers and horses of brothers Liu, Guan, and Zhang.

They originally had 500 troops in their headquarters. After arriving here, Lu Zhi added 1,500 troops to them, bringing the total to 2,000.

Zhang Fei asked in a low voice: "Brother, when will we go out?"

Liu Bei looked at Zhou Ming beside him and shook his head.

It means not to take action for the time being and wait for Zhou Ming's action.

He believed that Zhou Ming would never do nothing and just watch from here.

In fact, Zhou Ming is observing.

The ordinary yellow scarf troops on the opposite side were not of concern, but among the crowd, there was a soldier wearing wooden armor and brown skin, which caught his attention.

This unit is scattered among tens of thousands of Yellow Turbans, and there are thousands of them. They use the cover of the Yellow Turbans to specifically target those who ride horses and carry flags. Once they take action, they will be unfavorable.

"He has great strength and high defense. He actually didn't feel anything after being injured... Is this the Yellow Turban Warrior under Zhang Jiao? What about Zhang Jiao? What skills does he have?"

In the distance, there is a high altar, and hundreds of yellow turban warriors are protecting all directions. Zhang Jiao is wearing a yellow robe and a yellow turban on his head, holding a big flag high, and dancing a mysterious dance.

"The distance is too far... Moreover, this guy Zhang Jue is just dancing there without using any of his skills. He can call for wind and rain, or order thunder and lightning, but it's all useless. I just feel lonely watching here!"

Zhou Ming thought for a while, then turned to Liu Bei and said: "Brother Xuande, I intend to charge and go to understand Zhang Jiao's skills. Brother Xuande, would you like to go with me?"

Liu Bei immediately said: "Of course Bei is willing to go. My three brothers and these two thousand soldiers and horses will be left to your command."

Zhou Ming nodded and said: "Go ahead and inform Duke Lu. If we can't rush in, that's fine. But I rushed in, and I asked Duke Lu to command the troops and horses to protect me."

Someone immediately went to inform Lu Zhi.

Zhou Ming took out two guns, held them in his hands, and shouted: "Kill!"

Zhang Fei shouted: "Kill!"

Although he was just starting out and was not yet the complete person he would be in the future, at this moment, Zhang Fei already had the style of drinking down Dangyang Bridge, and his loud shout, like a thunderous roar, resounded throughout the countryside.

The four men charged on horseback, followed by 2,200 soldiers.

The two guns danced and bullets flew continuously, easily killing more than a dozen Yellow Turban soldiers. At this moment, several Yellow Turban warriors quickly came to surround them.

Zhou Ming was riding a big horse and standing in front of the entire army. These yellow scarf warriors had already been staring at him.

The bullets flew and hit the foreheads of these yellow turban warriors.

But at this time, a faint luster appeared on the surface of their bodies. Most of the bullet's power was absorbed by this luster. Although the remaining power allowed the bullet to hit their eyebrows, it even penetrated half of the way, making them

The skulls were cracked, but these yellow turban warriors seemed to have no feeling at all and continued to attack.

Zhou Ming immediately pulled the trigger, and the bullet in the gun flew out. Just when it was about to hit, it suddenly turned and hit the bullet embedded in the forehead of the yellow scarf warrior.

With the help of the second bullet, the previous bullet was directly shot into the head of the Yellow Turban Warrior.

These yellow scarf warriors froze up and fell to the ground completely dead.

"The Yellow Turban Warriors are so powerful?!"

Viewed from a distance, one could only see that their defense was extremely strong, but by experiencing it in person, Zhou Ming understood why the main storyline of advancement only allowed ten Yellow Turban warriors to be killed.

If one bullet cannot penetrate, a second bullet is needed.

He has a heroic windbreaker, which gives any shooting weapon a fifteen centimeter shooting correction, so that the second bullet can accurately hit the first bullet.

Other reincarnations would not have such ability.

Moreover, the first bullet must hit the center of the eyebrow in order for the second bullet to successfully deal with the Yellow Turban Warrior.

If it had hit other parts of the body, the Yellow Turban Warrior would not have died even with the help of a second bullet.

Zhou Ming looked around and saw that both Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were in trouble.

However, they are all born divine generals. They did not kill him with the first blow, but they used all their strength with the second blow, and they actually stabbed the yellow scarf warrior through in one fell swoop and killed him.

Liu Bei dealt with a yellow scarf warrior and reminded: "Sir, be careful of these yellow scarf warriors wearing wooden armor, they can..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the five or six yellow scarf warriors that Zhou Ming had killed.

Liu Bei's expression remained unchanged and he immediately changed his words: "As expected of you, sir!"

Zhou Ming nodded and said, "Let's see Zhang Jiao's skills!"

Four people were in front, followed by 2,200 soldiers behind them. Like a steel cone, it penetrated deeply into the Yellow Turban army and went straight to Zhang Jiao's altar.

From behind, Lu Zhi saw clearly and immediately said: "Send troops to cover immediately, we can't let the Yellow Turban Army surround Mr. Han Li!"

A large number of soldiers and horses rushed out.

On the wall of Guangzong, Zhang Liang, who was wearing battle armor, couldn't help but feel nervous when he saw this, and said: "This is not good, you will go out of the city immediately to support us!"

The Yellow Turban Army in the city also gathered and killed them through the city gate.

For a time, the number of fighting troops on the battlefield increased greatly, and there was a feeling that both sides were about to fight a decisive battle.

Zhou Ming, on his side, rushed straight towards Zhang Jiao, fighting all the way, the distance between the two sides getting closer and closer.

Zhang Jue saw his move clearly, stopped his strange dance, and ordered the Yellow Turban warriors to gather. After a while, more than 400 Yellow Turban warriors gathered.

Including the hundred people who were originally guarding him, there were more than five hundred people.

It seems that the number is only a quarter of Zhong Ming's men, but these five hundred people are all yellow scarf warriors, and they are even more difficult to deal with than the five thousand people.

They did not attack, but surrounded Zhang Jiao's altar. They seemed to be dedicated to defense.

Zhou Ming thought for a while and said: "Xuande, you lead the army to fight, while I go alone to meet Zhang Jiao."

Liu Bei was stunned: "Sir?"

"Facing Zhang Jiao and the more than 500 yellow scarf warriors, having more people is not an advantage! Before you came here, didn't you tell me to obey my command? Obey the order!"

Liu Bei clasped his fists: "Yes!"

Then he led his troops to fight elsewhere. Zhou Ming rode straight to Zhangjiao. During the ride, he patted the wrist guard on his left hand. The golden turtle hidden in the wrist guard instantly understood what he meant and put the gray guard on.

The wrist becomes a shield.

This change is completed within a second through the movement of various parts, giving people a mechanical feel, as if the shield itself is a kind of mechanical manufacturing, which triggers the deformation of the mechanism.

In fact, with the gold control ability of the Golden Turtle, it can be completed as smoothly as water.

The horses were galloping, and Zhou Ming was running and firing. Although it took two bullets to kill a Yellow Turban warrior each time, with his shooting speed, no Yellow Turban warrior could stand in front of him.

Seeing this, Zhang Jiao shouted: "Archer!"

Around the altar, fifty yellow scarf warriors immediately stood up. They were different from other yellow scarf warriors. Their armor shone with a metallic color and was obviously iron armor. They held long bows in their hands and arrows on their waists.

bag.

The average Yellow Turban warriors don't have weapons, or in other words, they don't have standard weapons, so they just take whatever they can get.

But these fifty were Zhang Jiao's personal guards, and they were not ordinary.

They raised their bows and nocked arrows, aiming at Zhou Ming... the horse at his crotch!

Instant salvo.

Zhou Ming jumped up, stepped on the horse's head and turned backwards, dodging behind the horse.

The next moment, all the arrows burst out, killing the horse.

Zhou Ming consumed his magic power and entered the Lingbo state. He directly bypassed the horse's corpse at a forty-five-degree angle and rushed into the Yellow Turban Warriors.

At this time, the archers aimed at Zhou Ming.

[You are threatened by the ‘longbow’ weapon of the Yellow Turban Elite Archer, threat level: extremely low! 】

[Skill trigger failed!]

Extremely low?

Zhou Ming was stunned.

The bug skill has been triggered so many times, so he has gained some experience. The threat of the enemy's weapons or skills can be divided into five categories from high to low: extremely high, high, medium, low, and this time, extremely low.

The probability of triggering is the same as the threat level. When the threat is extremely high, the trigger rate is also extremely high. When the threat is extremely low, the trigger rate is naturally extremely low.

But why is it so low?

Zhou Ming lowered his head and looked at the windbreaker on his body, and understood immediately.

He is not far from Zhang Jiao, but not close either, about sixty or seventy meters. At such a long distance, the power of the bow and arrow will naturally be reduced a lot.

And the windbreaker on his body directly increases the physical defense by 60, and it will be fine if an ordinary steel knife is cut directly on him, let alone a bow and arrow that is sixty or seventy meters away.

Of course, this also depends on where the enemy is aiming.

Sixty to seventy meters apart, they must be targeting Zhou Ming's body, not his head. The target of the body is much larger than the head.

Although the skill was not triggered successfully due to the extremely low probability, this also shows that the enemy's bows and arrows pose little threat to Zhou Ming.
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