Three Kingdoms Come to the World

Chapter 69 Slaughter Village
"Everyone below the captain, all step down!"

Fang Fan shouted loudly, although the others were puzzled, they still followed suit.

In an instant, there were only more than 40 scattered people left in front of the Yellow Turban Warriors.

Arouse the visualization map in the sea of ​​consciousness, and a little bit of spiritual light trembles in it.

The aura of Fang Fan, Li Yang and the other three merged together, and the aura of the others also rose.

Like a baby bird returning to its nest, it merges into it.

Speaking of slow, but in the blink of an eye, the aura of Fang Fan and others twisted into one, like a mountain, a long spear, thick and sharp.

Bang!
The two sides collided, and in the void, there seemed to be thunder, and the momentum was terrifying.

The second collision in a short period of time, but the result was completely different. With Fang Fan, Li Yang and others as the tip of their spears, they directly and strongly broke through the formation of the Yellow Turban Warriors.

The yellow turban wrestler's eyes were full of fanaticism, but in the face of absolute strength, it was useless. The generals of the yellow turban army looked at all this, their eyes were red, and they shouted angrily.

"Yellow Turban World!"

"No!"

Seeing this, Zhang Ning's face in the rear changed drastically, and he shouted hastily.

Unfortunately, it was already too late, a yellow light rose from the general, spread out, and enveloped the entire army.

Under the shroud of yellow light, the wounds of the yellow turban wrestlers healed quickly, and their bodies swelled up like little giants.

All the people who saw it couldn't help but widen their eyes. Looking at the yellow turban wrestler who was one foot tall and whose arms were thicker than his waist, fear could not help appearing in his heart. Who can defeat such an army?

But only Zhang Ning was covering her chest with her hands, her face was full of grief, and her angina pain made her almost out of breath.

Looking at the Yellow Turban Lishi again, the general clenched his fists, with a look of complacency and fanaticism on his face.

Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!
There was a bang, blood holes appeared one after another on the body, the muscles that had just swelled quickly withered, and even the yellow light that shrouded everyone's body disappeared.

All the yellow turban warriors fell to the ground, lost their ability to resist, and were slaughtered.

In just a split second, the situation has undergone a shocking reversal, which is jaw-dropping and full of surprises.

Only Zhang Ning looked at the yellow turban wrestlers all over the floor, his eyes glazed over, and he murmured.

"You haven't changed jobs yet, you're still in the reserves, and you haven't activated the characteristics of your arms yet."

Immediately, the whole person knelt down, facing Fang Fan, throwing himself on the ground.

"I surrender."

But at this moment, just after Xiahou Dun's decisive words fell, everyone looked at him strangely.

Only Cao Cao looked at Zhang Ning, who was kneeling and surrendering, with a cloudy expression on his face.

"Public platform, we"

Before Cao Cao finished speaking, Chen Gong shook his head, his face was also full of worry.

Now that Ning'an is on the rise, what should Chen Liu do.

The three looked at Zhang Ning, who was kneeling below, and gritted their teeth.

"This is not a real yellow scarf."

One said through gritted teeth.

"Young Master Bai, what shall we do now?"

"Withdraw! The situation is gone."

"It's left behind by the great virtuous teacher."

Before he finished speaking, Young Master Bai waved his sleeves, and instead of returning to the village, he rushed into the forest with a few servants without hesitation.

The two people on the hillside looked at each other, and hurriedly led others to follow, leaving only a wooden table with a wine jug and two or three wine glasses on it, reflecting the moon into a shadow.

Looking at the stunning beauty, Fang Fan looked indifferent and expressionless.

He walked up to Zhang Ning in a few steps, grabbed her jade-like neck, and lifted her up.

"Cough, cough, cough."

Zhang Ning blushed and coughed a few times. Just as she was about to say something, suddenly there was a crisp sound.

Click!

Zhang Ning's eyes widened, his beautiful eyes lost their vitality in an instant, his pupils dilated, and his head tilted down.

Fang Fan casually threw away the beautiful corpse in his hand.

"kill!"

I don't know when, the retreating army has surrounded the entire village, and they are constantly strangling inward. Anyone with armor, kill!

Looking at the killing below, everyone on the cliff fell silent.

Today the plot is reversed, and the information content is a bit too much, which is a bit unacceptable.

On the other hand, Xiahou Dun wanted to say something, commented one or two, but he opened his mouth, but closed it.

After a long time, Cao Cao broke the peace.

"The other party has already surrendered, but this Fang Fan still refuses to let him go. It is unwise to refuse this assistance just because of impulse.

Without a little tolerance, if you don't accept surrender for revenge, the resistance you encounter in future battles will be extremely fierce, and expansion will not be easy.

Although Fang Fan is brave, he is not a hero, but a reckless man, not a threat. "

"Love and righteousness."

Chen Gong said softly.

"A good brother, but not a good lord."

Cao Cao chuckled lightly and didn't take it seriously.

Chen Gong heard the words, looked at Fang Fan, and said nothing.

In fact, he didn't say a word.

It seems that Fang Fan is indeed not a good lord, he is too affectionate, doesn't know how to choose, and doesn't know how to give up properly, as long as he is a little flexible.

These remnants of the Yellow Turban can be subdued, and the power will further expand, rapidly widening the gap with other territories.

But Fang Fan did not, so Fang Fan is not a qualified lord. At this level, he is nothing to be afraid of, just a reckless man.

But if you think about it differently, if you replace Fang Fan with my lord and me with that woman, if I die, what will happen to the lord?

Chen Gong didn't dare to think about it, nor did he want to think about it.

The lord who protects his weaknesses will always be the strongest in terms of combat effectiveness and cohesion.

Cao Cao waved his hand, turned and walked down the cliff, followed by the others and left together.

In the distance, Cao Cao's voice could still be heard coming through.

"Yuan Rang, lead your troops tomorrow to catch some tigers and leopards, alive."

"Yes, my lord."

Fang Fan didn't care about their departure, and led the team to wipe out all resistance forces in the village. Anyone who carried armor would be killed without mercy.

In fact, there were no young or old in this village, and there were no residents at all. Almost all of them were Yellow Turban soldiers. After some cleaning up, the village was basically wiped out.

Only dozens of trembling blacksmiths were left, looking at Fang Fan with fear on their faces.

A murderous intent flashed in Fang Fan's eyes, but he still closed his eyes and waved his hand.

"Press it back."

"Yes, mayor."

Fang Fan stood on the cliff, quietly looking at the village below.

Soon, a team left the village, carrying the dead brothers on their backs. Behind them, the flames were burning, and the dancing flames reflected their backs.

When rushing back to Ning'an, the sky was already slightly bright, Fang Fan looked bloody and full of evil spirits, and was still holding several heads in his hands.

Fang Yunqi looked at him with reddened eyes, stepped forward, hugged him, and patted him on the back heavily.

In the end, Tang Jie was buried together with her dead boyfriend without a monument.

In front of the grave, there is a head, a green fruit, and nothing else.

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