Chapter 206 casting

"It's really an honor for my second brother to be appreciated by Lieutenant Cao. My second brother, surnamed Pan Mingfeng, is unparalleled. He is from Tai'an, Qingzhou.

Pan Feng heard Liu Bei introduce herself and nodded to Cao Cao in etiquette, but there was no other words.

"Unparalleled, unparalleled. The world is unparalleled, haha, Brother Pan should have this name.

Cao Cao was not angry about Pan Feng's indifference. Instead, he laughed and praised Pan Feng. Pan Feng saw that Cao Cao was in a high position, but he had no airs and looked up to himself. The indifference in her eyes was slightly reduced, and her good impression of Cao Cao in her heart couldn't help but increase a little.

"Oh, the surname is Cao. Don't make a small calculation in your heart. My second brother has an oath with us, life and death, and will never be separated. I won't bend down to you when I wait for the three brothers.

Zhang Fei's eyes slipped around. Seeing Cao Cao's unabashed appreciation for Pan Feng, he was anxious and stared at him. He opened his mouth to warn Cao Cao.

"Haha. He is frank and straightforward. You must be extraordinary to tell me, Zhang Fei in Liu Pan and Zhangzhong. Sure enough, as he said, he is a bold and happy hero.

Cao Cao smiled unruly and was not angry with Zhang Fei's rudeness at all. However, Cao Cao had a faint trace of regret in his eyes. He secretly glanced at Pan Feng and had to take some thoughts back.

The passage of time is like a white horse passing through the gap, and it has come to the day of the decisive battle in the blink of an eye.

In Guangzong City, there is an altar in the center of the city, which was built shortly after Zhang Jiao occupied Guangzong half a year ago. Usually, he would cast spells here to pray for the sky. The altar covers an area of 1,000 square meters, which is very magnificent and spacious. It is decorated with wood carvings such as bull's head, horse's face and evil gods, and 180 fire-burning utensils are placed around. There are two banners hanging on the left and right sides of the altar. On the left, the sky is dead, the yellow sky is standing, and on the right, the year is in Jiazi, and the world is good.

Zhang Jiao is wearing a solemn and majestic yellow robe, wearing an exquisite crown, a mahogany sword in one hand and a yellow charm in the other. On the table in front of him, there are black cattle, white horses, wine and incense burners and other sacrificial objects.

Under the altar, there were more than 50,000 yellow scarf thieves standing densely. They looked at the horns on the altar, and their faces were fanatical and serious.

"Please write a book!"

Zhang Jiao waved the mahogany sword and shouted. Then several heavenly guards carefully picked up the three rolls of yellow books in a wooden box and put them in front of the incense burner on the table, and then quickly retreated.

"The Han Dynasty is incompetent, and the people are suffering unspeakably. Heaven couldn't bear it. He sent me down to the mortal world to save all the people. Today's World War is about whether Huangtian Avenue can prove its way. Can our generation save tens of thousands of people in the world? The key to this victory is that even the immortals are moved by it. Three days ago, the immortals dreamed and thundered the wind and rain to help us. We are the heavenly army, representing the will of heaven. We will win this battle!"

"This battle must be won! We will win this battle! This battle will be won!"

As soon as Zhang Jiao's voice fell, it immediately aroused the warm response of more than 50,000 thieves below. The sound was like a tide, one after another, shaking the whole Guangzong City.

The immortals are moved by it and help with the wind, rain and thunder! These thieves were more fanatical in their hearts, and they felt that, as Zhang Jiao said, it was the heavenly army and God's will to fight!

Zhang Jiao looked at the sky from a distance, and his yellow eyes shrank and opened. After a while, his face changed, and his heart was slandered. The time had come to four words. Then start the practice.

The yellow charm burned in Zhang Jiao's hand, and the mahogany sword waved. There was a word in Zhang Jiao's mouth, and suddenly he shouted loudly.

"The wind rises!"

Zhang Jiaojian wore a yellow rune, danced in the air with an unknown track handwriting, and then hit the heavenly book on the table. The thief under the altar held his breath and his face was full of tension. Some thieves didn't know how much saliva they had swallowed, and stared at the Zhang horns on the altar, lest they would miss some. Although they usually know that Zhang Jiao has a divine method, and they have seen some small spells with their own eyes, it is the first time to see such heavenly methods such as wind, rain and thunder.

Fly-Fly~!

For a moment, a strong wind blew up and made the tiles of the houses in the city fly. This gust of wind came extremely abruptly. One after another, the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and some thin thieves were almost blown away.

"Thunder!"

In the strong wind, Zhang Jiao's yellow robe bulged and moved. Zhang Jiao's long hair behind his head and teeth and claws squirmed like poisonous snakes. He also danced the mahogany sword, cast a spell, danced on the altar, and the wind rose more wildly. The sword snaps the heavenly book, three times in a row!

Suddenly, the sky was dark, and several thunders rushed in the sky, roaring, and the thunder was bright, illuminating the scene of one side!

"The thunder is coming! Thunder is coming!!"

The thief under the altar looked at the extremely bright thunder in the sky and couldn't help exclaiming.

Rumble!

A huge thunderbolt fell and hit the roof of a house in Guangzong City. Suddenly, the roof was broken, wood chips and tiles flew around, and the fire rose and thick smoke.

Fifty thousand thieves shouted the name of Zhang Jiao, saying that his divine power was boundless. The thief army thought that there was help from heaven, and their morale suddenly flourished. The morale was like a rainbow, and the momentum was terrible.

"The rain is falling!"

Another several thunders swam in the air like electric dragonflies. Zhang Jiao's face was shining in the thunder, and in the eyes of the thieves, it was like a god descending to the earth.

In the altar, the one hundred and eighty utensils were full of fire. Zhang Jiao had words. He shook the yellow charm with his hand, and the yellow charm fell down. Zhang Jiao danced with a mahogany sword again, drew a track in mid-air, and finally inserted it into the book of heaven.

Bala! Bala! Bala!

A strange scene came, and the sky was really called by him, and it rained cats and dogs. The raindrops are as big as soybeans, and it hurts when it hits people.

"The divine method is boundless! There is a way in the yellow sky! God's help! We will win this battle!!"

Zhang Bao was optimistic about the opportunity and first took the lead in roaring. Then, there was a heavy rain under the altar, and the thieves who were soaked all over seemed to burn, with high fighting spirit, fighting spirit, and shouting in unison.

"The divine method is boundless! There is a way in the yellow sky! God's help! We will win this battle!!"

"The divine method is boundless! There is a way in the yellow sky! God's help! We will win this battle!!"

Wind, thunder, rainstorm. Zhang Jiao stood alone on the altar like a god. He raised his wooden sword and commanded the thieves under the altar to line up. Under the order of Zhang Jiao, the thief army moved quickly and lined up in a row, led by Zhang Baobo, the four generals of Peng Tu and Liu Pi.

"The son of fate chosen by God. Drink the magic medicine, and God will give you endless divine power, fearless of pain, take off the shackles of death and become a heavenly soldier!"

Zhang Jiao looked solemn. While he spoke, buckets of wooden barrels containing unknown potions were placed in front of a team of thieves. Those so-called chosen children of fate looked up one by one to drink the potion.

Half an hour later, the heavy rain fell more violently, the wind blew more sharply, and the thunder was endless. Thirty thousand thieves drank the potion. Soon after, they began to change. Their eyes and faces were red, their mouths were wide open, and they grinned like a vicious wolf.

"The sound of drums!"

Zhang Jiao first took the lead in shouting, followed by the 50,000 thieves under the altar and shouted at the same time.

"The sound of drums!"

Dong Dong~! Dong-dong~! Dong-dong-dong-dong~!

On the wall of Guangzong, hundreds of shirtless men waved drumsticks and hit the drum surface under the rain, and the water splashed everywhere. The sound of drums and the thunder in the sky sounded together from time to time, and the earth seemed to be cracked by this momentum.

Thirty thousand thieves who drank the potion rushed out of the gate under the sound of drums. They ran very fast, their eyes were fearless, and they were murderous. They rushed out of the Guangzong gate one after another under the leadership of General Peng Tuo. The remaining 20,000 thieves led by Zhang Bao and Liu Pi then pressed on, and the city of Guangzong suddenly became empty and silent...

At the same time, ten miles away from Guangzong City. A court army of 40,000 people just arrived, and the army was composed of three soldiers and horses. They are the Xiliang soldiers and horses led by Dong Zhuo, Liu Panzhang led by Lu Zhi, and auxiliary by Deputy Guo. Wen Han and Cao Cao are combined into one army. The soldiers and horses led by the two are the Xiyuan Army, which is praised by Emperor Han Lingdi as the most powerful soldiers and horses in the world in the future.

"Exordinary, the thief army has been dispatched. This battle is about to begin."

Under the heavy rain, Cao Cao's face was full of excitement. His slender eyes looked into the distance, and the white gas from his mouth was so hot that it made people feel like water vapor.

"Hmm. This battle is about to begin."

Wen Han nodded, and he was also excited, but he was also a little nervous. This battle involves many people, and it is a must-win battle that cannot be defeated. At the same time, it is also a war that will be recorded in history books, and there are few unprecedented wars in the world.