The strongest emperor of the Three Kingdoms

Half an hour later, everyone had finished eating, drinking, and resting.

Although they have been marching continuously and have just experienced a big battle, ordinary soldiers may have to rest for a long time before they can barely recover some physical strength. However, this does not exist for Qilin soldiers. Their attributes are all amazing, their physical strength is extraordinary, and their recovery ability is also natural. Extremely terrifying, far beyond ordinary people.

Ordinary soldiers from other forces need a day or two to recover from their physical strength and injuries, but for the Qilin soldiers, they can recover in just one meal.

After the recovery was completed, everyone organized their equipment and brought over the horses left behind after the Yellow Turban Army was killed and tamed them.

In an instant, the Qilin Legion, which was originally heavy infantry, turned into heavy cavalry, replacing shotguns with cannons!

"My lord, the soldiers have recovered their strength, and the horses have been gathered and prepared. More than 19,000 horses have been captured."

Wang Han came to Du Yu to report the situation. His eyes were shining with excitement. The Qilin Legion turned into cavalry, and the power it could exert was naturally extremely powerful. He, the general leading the army, was naturally very happy.

"Well done."

Du Yu nodded, very satisfied.

The Yellow Turban Army's heavy cavalry had a total of 20,000 horses. When the Qilin soldiers fought, they deliberately protected the horses. When they could not avoid attacking the horses, they only wounded but not killed them. After the war, more than 19,000 horses were retained and only killed. Several hundred horses were produced, which was beyond Du Yu's initial expectations.

"Let's go."

"Second the order, everyone mounts their war horses and marches at full speed. Those who don't have any horses ride two at a time. We will go straight to the lair of Nanyang Yellow Turban thief Zhang Mancheng!"

"Set off!"

Du Yu walked to the war horse brought by Wang Han, got on the horse and drew out the Zhuxian Sword and pointed forward.

"drive!"

The war horse galloped, and many Qilin soldiers followed closely behind it.

In an instant, the group of people turned into a torrent and swept directly towards the hometown of Zhang Mancheng, the commander of the Yellow Turban Canal, in the Nanyang area.

As a reborn person, Du Yu knew the coordinates of the Three Kingdoms forces in his previous life very clearly, and he could easily find the direction of Zhang Mancheng's lair.

…

Nanyang City, Prefect's Mansion.

Qin Jie and Zhuge Liang were sitting opposite each other, holding black and white pieces in their hands, playing chess.

"Mr. Kong Ming, your chess skills are superb. You are no match for Jie." After a moment, Qin Jie had no choice but to throw the black stones in his hand onto the chessboard and admit defeat. He only saw that Zhuge Liang's white stones on the chessboard had turned into a big dragon. Surround Heizi almost completely, ambush from all sides!

This is a dead end.

If you take one more step, you will lose everything.

In this case, it is natural to admit defeat.

"Brother was confused at first, so the chess game was naturally unstable. I was lucky enough to get through the loophole, just lucky." Zhuge Liang shook his feather fan with a faint smile on his face, as if nothing could make him He was pale and moved, as if he knew everything.

"Um?"

Zhuge Liang suddenly twitched his ears, turned his head and looked out the door, and said, "Brother Chuqi, I'm afraid our bet is about to come to an end."

After the words fell, Qin Jie also turned to look out the door.

"Report!"

"The results of the battle between the alien lord of Panlong Valley and the 100,000 Yellow Turban Vanguard Army have been concluded!" At the same time, Han Cheng's voice also sounded outside the door.

"Come in."

Qin Jie's heart moved and he summoned his confidant Han Cheng. Soon Han Cheng opened the door and walked in.

Qin Jie asked: "How is the battle going? Tell me quickly."

Han Cheng said: "Master Taishou, good news! The young stranger from Panlong Valley is very powerful. Now he has completely annihilated the 100,000 Yellow Turban vanguard army led by Zhao Hong. Zhao Hong and several other imperial generals who accompanied the army have all been killed. Kill, leave no one behind!"

"good!"

"A hero comes from a young man! That's great! Hahahahaha!" After hearing this, Qin Jie started laughing.

"This time the Yellow Turban Army suffered a loss. The one hundred thousand soldiers were all killed by the twenty thousand soldiers led by the strange young man. It was very satisfying. The arrogant and domineering Zhang Mancheng is also today. Han Cheng, tell me, that Panlong Valley Where is the lord now? Has he returned to Panlong Valley? Does Nanyang City need us to send troops to respond?"

"this……"

Han Cheng looked embarrassed and replied hesitantly: "Master Taishou, the alien lord did not return to Panlong Valley. Instead, he went all the way north and went straight to Zhang Mancheng's lair."

"What!"

Qin Jie was shocked when he heard this, and his eyes widened.

Zhang Mancheng is the Yellow Turban Canal Commander in Nanyang. His lair is like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. Even if all the 100,000 Yellow Turban vanguard troops sent were lost, I'm afraid there are still more than 300,000 strong troops in the lair at this moment!

There are also natural dangers that can be defended, which are easy to defend but difficult to attack.

Attack Zhang Mancheng’s lair?

I'm afraid it would take those powerful princes to mobilize an army of millions.

"Confused!"

"Confused!"

Qin Jie's face was full of anxiety, and he continued: "Why is this foreign lord of Panlong Valley so confused, how can he be so young and vigorous, he has just experienced a great war, and even though his soldiers were seriously damaged, he actually attacked Zhang Mancheng's lair. This is going to die."

"Han Cheng, hurry up and send a message to the alien lord, and ask your scouts to stop the foreign lord, tell him not to be impulsive, and tell him that the killing of Zhang Mancheng can be discussed with us in Nanyang City in the long term!"

"Master Taishou..."

"I don't know whether to talk about something or not..." Han Cheng hesitated and looked at Qin Jie who was running around anxiously.

"What time is it? If you have anything to say, just tell me." Qin Jie shouted impatiently.

"Master Taishou, the alien lord did not lose a single soldier after killing a hundred thousand Yellow Turban troops." Han Cheng said with a strange expression.

"Um?"

Qin Jie was stunned and asked doubtfully: "Does that alien lord also know the powerful art of war? How did he ambush and kill a hundred thousand Yellow Turban Army?"

"not at all."

Han Cheng's expression became even weirder, and a faint hint of shock flashed deep in his eyes, and he said: "The information sent back by the frontline scouts said that the lord of Panlong Valley led 20,000 heavy infantry and met the 100,000 Yellow Turban Army head-on. The Yellow Turban Army The army sent 20,000 heavy cavalry to charge first, and then the Panlong Valley lord instantly killed the three yellow scarf generals. The soldiers under his command also directly faced the high-speed charging heavy cavalry. Each one exploded with strength and directly overturned the charging heavy cavalry to the ground. , and then there was a one-sided massacre. The Yellow Turbans who had been killing all the time threw away their helmets and armor, and the Yellow Turbans who were killed left no trace of their armor..."

"What!"

"This is impossible!" Qin Jie's eyes widened and he took two steps back. With a clang, a jade ornament on the wooden frame behind him was knocked to the ground and shattered to pieces!

"What a brave soldier!"

Zhuge Liang's eyes also brightened up, and he stood up immediately after hearing this.