A Weird Theater That Started In London Chapter 70

"Day Jintang Ji": However, it is tall and big, not enough for public honor; Huangui Gongmian, not enough for public honor.

If the general personally plays, he will definitely put up a big bow next to him, one is to show his identity, and the other is to boost morale——

If a big bun stands, the military will gather and become as stable as Mount Tai; if a big bun falls, the military's mind will become distracted and vulnerable to a single blow.

In this battle, the coach Ding Yuan went to the battlefield in person, and a flag would naturally be erected by his side.

At this moment, this half-life veteran is leading the guard battalion to fight with the enemy. In the north wind, the bow made of pure color yak tail bulges up and down.

Sorry!

The divine horse under Ding Yuan's crotch just sprinted for a while, and the neighing sound became louder and louder.

"According to legend, after the Yellow Emperor killed Chi You, he tied his hair to a flagpole as a flag, and called it "Chi You's Banner."

Speaking of this, Ding Yuan pointed to the side with his wrinkled fingers, and said loudly: "This old man needs nothing in this battle. I just want to use the head of the thief chief Guo Tai as a banner."

"promise!"

The white knights wiped the blood stains on their faces and yelled in response. At the same time, they turned their horses' heads and slew towards the enemy camp.

Like Ding Yuan, Guo Tai led his army to charge forward, standing beside him with a large yellow bow. Wherever he passed, the officers and soldiers retreated one after another. Only a few back and forth, the soldiers of the Han sergeant on the other side were scattered like birds and beasts.

"Will it be?"

The Taipingdao master of high power leaned on the battlements, condescending, overlooking the entire battle.

"Master."

At this time, a gray-robed Taoist suddenly appeared behind him, raised his eyes and swept toward the boiling battlefield, and said in a low voice: "This battle has all the elites of the Han army, and a strange army just came around from the northeast... …"

"Don't panic."

"This will let them know about my peaceful means."

When the words fell, Xuan Cheng took out a talisman from his arms, pinched the seal with his right hand, and then threw it into the air.

"The stars are shining, it's not like a day!"

The clear voice suppressed all the noise.

The black clouds diminished sharply, and the originally extremely dim starlight disappeared directly, and endless red light emerged from the sky, like the rising sun, breaking through the clouds and sweeping the darkness.

Not only that, under the sun, the yellow turban wounded soldiers lying on the ground waiting to die gradually stopped wailing, the granulation in the wound kept squirming, and some of the phalanx that had begun to collapse instantly stabilized.

"Go against the sky and violate the rules, Huang Tian is the way."

At this time, Xuan Cheng once again threw a talisman, the sunlight in the sky seemed to have consciousness, gathered in the Han barracks, and tens of thousands of Han soldiers were irradiated by the sunlight, only their faces stabbed, and they had to raise their hands. Covering his eyes, I felt a sense of being disgusted by God in my heart.

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand!"

"I am in Jiazi, the world is prosperous!"

The yellow turban soldiers were refreshed, and took advantage of the situation to kill the surrounding enemies.

In an instant, the situation seemed to have really reversed. Unpredictably, many Han troops were chopped to the ground, and the smell of blood became more and more stench under the sun.

Qushuai Guo Tai looked up at Wenshui City behind him, and looked at each other with Gao Gong Mage Xuan Cheng, his expression still solemn.

This is what the great virtuous teacher spent a lot of effort to draw before he was a student, but now, one less one is used.

The effect is obvious, but it is limited to this.

I saw Ding Yuan squinting his eyes, let out a sneer, and said with disdain: "Peek into the yin and yang, steal the sky and change the day?"

"I haven't been able to turn the sky before my death, and I want to use a few talisman to make things happen after death, haha."

After speaking, the big 纛, a symbol of identity and military power, suddenly burst out with a black light, and the roar of bulls resounded across the battlefield.

I saw three pure-color yaks appeared in the air, and only one hoof could cover a radius of 100 meters.

Unfortunately, the solid-color yak has never settled.

Because it is transformed by luck and military aspirations, and cannot directly fight against the enemy. It can only break all laws and boost morale.

But, for Ding Yuan, this is enough. Could it be that Binzhou Ruishi couldn't fight the farm slave who had just put down his **** to rebel?

The Yellow Turban Rebellion a few years ago was presided over by Zhang Jiao himself. It was all small scenes.

Ding Yuan once heard from Paoze, who participated in the decisive battle, that the great sage and mentor once invited Tianlei to help out, and the soldiers who witnessed that scene put down their weapons, thinking that they were really going against the sky.

As for how to win?

Naturally, it depends on the Chinese army.

Back then, Huangfusong directly invited the soap used by Emperor Guangwu. If Zhang Jiao was holding a heavenly book, under his blessing, the magical power would still be one or two, otherwise, how could it be under the encirclement and suppression of the army. Support for so long.

"Sure enough, you have to rely on military commanders to use military tactics."

Guo Tai has no expression on his face and no waves in his heart. He is the person who witnessed the first Yellow Turban uprising, and he had anticipated this in his heart.

The form returned to its original point.

The power of Fulu disappeared for a while, and the sky dimmed again, but it maintained a yellow halo, which brought a slight increase to the yellow turban soldiers.

"The Huns don't lose injustice. The Han army is strong. It is best at using less to more." Guo Tai pressed his saber hard and stared at the white knight who was parked three miles on the left. "Lian Po is old, Shang Nengfan Dou rice, ten catties of meat, not to mention Ding Yuan."

Suddenly a voice sounded: "Master, why bother to raise the ambitions of others and destroy your own prestige. The old thief Ding Yuan is known for his bravery. He can be regarded as a strong general, but he is worse than a mere trifle!"

When Guo Tai heard the sound, he turned his head and saw that the speaker was Hu Cai, the subordinate general. This person was unusually sturdy. Although he was wearing a layer of heavy armor on his arms, his muscles stretched the armor up. At this moment, he was staring and staring. Staring at the Han Jun Dazhu!

His father was Hu Ding, who served as a great teacher. Because of his ugly appearance, he was rejected many times when he was young. He joined the Taipingdao in anger. The great teacher was shocked by the heavens, and he ignored the opposition of others and insisted. He needs to earn his subordinates, and this Hu Cai looks similar to his dad~www.mtlnovel.com~ his face is full of flesh and muscles.

However, unlike Hu Ding, Hu Cai has a brain. When the generals gathered to discuss matters earlier, it was he who proposed that [the wall is not strong, the thief army is indomitable, and the road is not achieved. Within ten days, he will not fight. Self-fixing ears].

Although the prediction was wrong, it was already a rare talent among the Yellow Turban rebels composed of a group of mud legs.

Therefore, Qu Shuai Guo Tai glanced at Hu Cai, knew what he was thinking, and said: "If the thief army's sharp soldiers continue to do their best and penetrate the right wing of the army, the situation is in danger! You must score troops to reinforce them."

Hu Cai's expression was happy, and he immediately clasped his fists and shouted loudly: "The final general is pleased to fight, and bring a cavalry composed of veterans to fight the first thief!"

Hearing this, Guo Tai nodded, but did not reply immediately, as if he was weighing something.

"Master, there are only a few hundred fine riders on the side of the Majesty Guan Na Ding, and there are no fierce generals to support them. Such a great opportunity is not to be missed!"

Because of his eagerness, Hu Cai kept urging.

In fact, he has been observing for a long time, and he believes that this trip will surely be able to achieve amazing achievements!

Chapter end