Great Sage of the Heavens

Giant deer.

Zhang Jiao stared at the scenes before him blankly.

Many people followed him, and they fell one by one.

End in the most tragic way.

"If I didn't initiate the disturbance, would they still be alive?"

Zhang Jiao thought, "Although it is difficult, at least he is still alive."

But now, even being alive has become a luxury.

Something meaningless.

What should I do?

In fact.

The rabble is the rabble, and it cannot be compared with the regular army.

Especially in this era, the army has not eroded, and still has a certain combat effectiveness.

Under this kind of situation.

The people who caused the horns were just mobs.

It's just a group of ants.

Without military discipline, there would be no combat effectiveness.

Eventually led to a very tragic end.

Originally, he still wanted to pursue some ideals, and even wanted to save the world.

Only then can there be scenes of being used by Nanhua, if not for such ideas, how could Nanhua be able to use it.

unfortunately.

Now Nanhua is dead.

The problems faced by the Yellow Turban still exist.

The imperial court's encirclement and suppression, and certain problems that cannot be broken through.

Lead to a very tragic result in the end.

Countless people in the Yellow Turban died under the iron cavalry of the imperial court, and the original sharp land conflicts were alleviated at once.

"Did i do something wrong?"

Zhang Jiao looked at the many remaining Yellow Turbans in confusion, feeling very confused.

Rebel against this kind of thing.

He never thought about it, but then he saw that the ordinary people couldn't live anymore.

He obeyed Nanhua's flicker and began to create the Taiping Road, and based on the Taiping Road, began to create the Yellow Turban Army.

Headed by the Yellow Turban Army, conquered the world.

but now……

Zhang Jiao looked at the scene in front of him blankly, feeling really at a loss in his heart and it was difficult to calm down.

He originally thought that by ‘rebelling’, he could overthrow the corrupt Han Dynasty and create a new dynasty where everyone has food.

The reality is cruel.

The people he formed were all killed and wounded.

Even Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang couldn't hold on.

"Brother, now our Yellow Turban Army is retreating steadily, what should we do?"

He was a little at a loss. As Zhang Jiao's younger brother, Zhang Bao has always regarded Zhang Jiao as an idol.

But now he doesn't know why in his heart.

Lost.

The Yellow Turbans have been defeated.

"From the beginning, I knew I was going to lose."

Zhang Jiao sighed: "It doesn't matter if I die, but it's a pity brothers."

Good son Lang, just died like this.

Zhang Jiao's heart has long been miserable, with a gloomy face, "To this day, all this is about to end."

If you can't win, you can't win.

No chance means no chance, and I cannot blame others.

"Brother, shall we run?" Zhang Liang said, "There is still time to escape, and there is still a chance."

If you ask those from the court to come over, I'm afraid there will be no chance.

There will be no life at that time, only a dead end.

"run?"

Zhang Jiao shook his head and said, "We can run, but what about after we run?"

What should I do?

They can run, but many brothers can't, nor can the countless Yellow Turbans.

"Big brother, do you want to stick to it?"

Zhang Liang widened his eyes and asked, "Now we have no way to continue fighting."

"Then let those who are willing to surrender under your hand, because there is no chance anyway."

Zhang Jiao said lightly: "Perhaps, this way can still make them survive."

Zhang Liang: "..."

Hearing this, Zhang Liang was silent for a while.

He didn't want this, but things are developing too fast now.

At this time, Zhang Bao said, "Brother, let's go to Luoyang to find the senior expert you mentioned."

He remembered clearly that Zhang Jiao would nag with them from time to time, saying that there was an expert living in Luoyang City.

A master of spiritual practice.

Know magical spells and various methods.

Really is a figure in the fairy.

At the beginning.

They all thought that what Zhang Jiao was telling was a lie, but they also believed in the fact that Nanhua wanted to build a foundation later.

In this world, there are also those who have the ability to practice.

Once successful, the future will be limitless.

Just think about it and get excited.

If they really go to meet that senior, if it is really possible, then becoming a practitioner is a matter of course.

"No."

Zhang Jiao shook his head and explained: "One thing, we are now besieged by the army, it is difficult and difficult to leave, and I don't know how many brothers will be killed or injured.

Second, if we raise the anti-flag, if we don't keep up with the senior, we will get angry and dissatisfied with our identity.

Three rules are difficult to practice. If the Dharma is not taught in the six ears, the senior may not be able to teach a new method.

Four things, the predecessor didn't even mention me, so I must have looked down upon me. "

Zhang Bao: "..."

As soon as these words came out, even if Zhang Bao had thousands of calculations in his mind, it was of no avail now.

If you can't become a practitioner, you won't be able to practice, and you won't have a strong fighting power.

And under the power of the practitioner, it swept and talked endlessly.

That is what they yearn for, but now Zhang Jiao says that the road is broken.

Tell them what to think.

I feel bitter, but desperate.

In this situation, isn't it the same as waiting for death?

"You don't need to persuade."

Zhang Jiao continued: "To this day, I understand what the phrase'the number of days with magical powers is invincible' actually means.

Under the general trend, how can there be no eggs?

Zhang Bao, Zhang Liang, if you want to escape, run for your life. "

"This……"

Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang were startled, their expressions changed drastically, "Brother, aren't you with us?"

"Go together."

Zhang Jiao waved his hand and said calmly: "You take away all the main power of the Yellow Turban.

Go and escape.

If you are destined, you can still meet, if you are not destined..."

"Brother, you..."

"No need to persuade, my heart is determined."

Zhang Jiao said: "In this situation, as the Yellow Turban leader, I definitely can't leave."

His heart became serious.

As if I have seen my destiny.

"Brother, we still have a chance..."

Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang wanted to continue to persuade them, but Zhang Jiao remained unmoved.

Or.

He saw farther than Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang.

"alright."

In the end, there was no way to persuade, and Zhang Jiao didn't follow their advice, so he had to give up.

Stop persuading.

It's just a bit lonely inside.

Somewhat unwilling.

The plan they worked out in every possible way, I'm afraid it will be wasted.

In fact.

Nothing is wasteful.

They are doomed to lose.

"Let's go ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ Zhang Jiao waved his hand and said coldly: "This is the number of days, and it is also the number of my Zhang Jiao's fate. If I met Young Master Jiang earlier, if I didn't listen to Nanhua's flicker, maybe..."

What a pity.

Nothing can go back to the past.

Everything is so helpless.

Luoyang City.

Jiang Mansion.

Jiang Que looked at Julu's direction and muttered to himself, "Knowing that it is a failure, we still have to proceed. It's really a tough one."

One of the reasons why he is unwilling to accept Zhang Jiao is because of this.

Sooner or later this kind of person will die.

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