Chapter 57: Infantry battle, fish scale infantry vs yellow turban warrior!

In front of the county government gate.

Zhang Jiao and Zhang Yan were guarded by five thousand yellow turban warriors.

"Chen Chong kid!"

Zhang Jiao's eyes were wide open, his face was extremely stubborn, and he stared at Chen Chong.

Chen Chong looked at Zhang Jiao.

Some sympathy for a while.

Frankly speaking, he doesn't hate opening angles.

Zhang Jiao dared to rise up against the decadent Han Dynasty. He was a bloody man.

Unfortunately, he did not have enough political and military talents.

This is doomed, the Yellow Turban Rebellion is just a farce.

If he were born in a peaceful and prosperous age, Zhang Jiao would definitely be a very good and outstanding Taoist leader.

Or, it is a local parent official who is loved by the people.

Unfortunately, he was born in the wrong era.

Chen Chong must take off his head, step on his shoulder, and go up!

"attack!"

Chen Chong said in a deep voice.

Zhou Cang did not hesitate, and directly pressed on with two thousand fish-scale steppers!

"Cheng Wuhui, do you really think you are determined to win?"

Zhang Jiao is a little crazy.

"My five-thousand yellow turban warriors are not easy to deal with!"

"Today, since you want to kill everything, then I will fight you to die!"

"All the great men, fight for my peace!"

The yellow turban warriors roared.

Zhou Cang smiled coldly.

Behind him, the two thousand foot soldiers had already quietly formed a god-level fish-scale formation.

The halo effects are all increased on them.

Martial, brave and brave.

Their aura is like a rainbow, exuding the oppressive power like a mountain.

intimidate.

Let each of them be like beasts, even if they just look at it, they feel the creeps!

The yellow-turbaned warrior at the forefront was already determined to die, ready to fight in blood.

But I don't know why, looking at this group of fish-scale steppers, my heart is suddenly shivering, my whole body is trembling, and I even stepped back involuntarily!

Zhang Jiao's eyes widened as he watched this scene.

"What are you doing? Don't return! Give it to me!"

Zhou Cang sneered.

Pounced first, the long sword in his hand flashed with a cold light, and instantly split the yellow turban warrior in front of him into two sections.

The other fish scale steppers also brazenly followed and began to kill frantically.

Under the influence of Martial Aura, their strength value soared by 25 points.

Although only ordinary infantry, the combat effectiveness is already extremely close to those third-rate generals.

These yellow-turbaned warriors, who had high hopes from Zhang Jiao, were completely vulnerable in front of the fish-scale steppers.

It's almost like cutting wheat, falling in groups!

Zhang Jiao's eyes were torn apart and his eyes were blood red, but there was nothing he could do about it!

Aside, Zhao Yun's eyes were full of surprise.

He had seen the battle of the fish-scale pawns before. Although it was also fierce and brutal, it was definitely not as scary as it is today!

In just a few days, this infantry team has been transformed again!

Lu Bu's gaze was focused on Zhou Cang.

After getting along for so long, he knew very well that Zhou Cang's martial arts were very ordinary.

He, Zhang Liao, and Zhao Yun can easily defeat Zhou Cang.

But now, Zhou Cang was in the fish-scale pawns, as if he was a different person.

God blocks and kills gods, Buddha blocks and kills Buddha!

Even Lu Bu is not completely sure that he can beat him!

"This is the effect of the Lord's Formation?"

"Really it is a magical means to turn decay into a magical fairy!"

Lu Bu muttered to himself.

Unconsciously, I felt a little more in awe of Chen Chong.

In a blink of an eye, under the crush of the fish-scale steppers, all the yellow turban warriors have been slaughtered.

The corpses were everywhere, and blood flowed into rivers.

Only Zhang Jiao and Zhang Yan were still standing.

Zhang Yan stepped forward, trying to stop Zhou Cang.

However, Zhou Cang kicked directly on his chest and fell to the ground fiercely.

Blood oozes from the corner of Zhang Yan's mouth, and she only feels suffocated in her chest, and her eyes are full of incredible expressions.

This is what Chen Chong ordered to stay alive.

Otherwise, Zhang Yan would be dead now.

The fish scale steppers surrounded Zhang Jiao and Zhang Yan, but separated by a small opening.

Chen Chong strode in.

"Great Master, what else do you have to say?"

Zhang Jiao looked at Chen Chong.

There is hatred and despair in his eyes.

He hissed.

"I just want to ask you a word, why are you willing to be a running dog for the Han court!"

"With your ingenuity, you should be able to tell that this big guy is already rotten!"

"The emperor Liu Hong is a idiot who is greedy for pleasure, and the ten servants are all bad-hearted bastards. The general He Jin is a wine and rice bag. The governor of the governor is exploiting the people, and the family members are smashing the bones and sucking the marrow!"

"In the fourteenth state, there are no hundreds of surnames wailing! Is this the imperial court of the Han that you will desperately guard!"

Word by word, word by word punish the heart!

Chen Chong's face was calm.

"I know that the Han court is rotten."

"But where can your Taiping Road Yellow Turban Army get better?"

"You should be very clear that your Yellow Turban army has completely deteriorated. Their trampling on this land is better than those corrupt officials!"

Zhang Jiao's face became stiff, and a look of shame flashed in his eyes.

"I know this. When the Han court is overthrown, I will naturally manage it slowly."

"Govern slowly?"

Chen Chong's eyes caught a sneer.

"Can you manage it? It's hard to come back, the tail is too big, you can't control it!"

"The court of the Han Dynasty is rotten, and the world must be saved, and the common people must be saved, but it is definitely not your peaceful way!"

"Although we are enemies, I admire your ideals. Don't worry, within ten years, I will make your ideals come true and let this land return to peace!"

"My generation was born in troubled times, and we should help the world. Set up our heart for the world, set up our destiny for the life of the people, continue to learn for the sacred, and create peace for all generations!"

Zhang Jiao was shocked.

Chewing Chen Chong's words carefully.

He was also a scholar before, so he naturally understood what Chen Chong meant.

After a while, Zhang Jiao raised his head again.

Look at Chen Chong.

The hatred in his eyes has dissipated, and replaced by an ardent expectation.

"Hahaha, I understand."

"Chen Chong Cheng Wuhui, you are much better than me! What I can't do, you will definitely be able to do it!"

"Don't kill me at the first time, but have the patience to say so much to me. What do you want me to do? Say it, as long as I can do it, I will do it."

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