The army pressed on, like a Tiger tank, all the way through. Dong Zhuo's army, although the quality is a little higher, is not as high as there.

Zhang Jiao's army of 300,000 people, although it was still established for a short time. But it has experienced one big battle after another, which is the elite condensed with blood and fire, and the combat effectiveness is self-evident.

"General, the Yellow Turban army is all out of the city."

The spy Zhao San was dexterous, and he approached Dong Zhuo in a few tosses. His eyes flashed, his face was slightly pale, and he said towards Dong Zhuo.

"Hmm."

Nodding, Dong Zhuo's face sank like water, and he turned towards Zhao San and said, "Inform Niu Fu that he will be summoned."

"No."

Zhao San walked away without the slightest delay. He knew that the battle situation was dangerous, but it was not something he should worry about.

in his position.

The situation on the battlefield is erosive, which is a big difficulty that Dong Zhuo is currently encountering. His eyes flashed, and a hint of retreat was evident in his eyes.

"Wen You."

Hearing this, Li Ru took a step forward and said to Dong Zhuo, "Father-in-law."

Dong Zhuo's eyes flashed with a touch of complexity, and he turned his head to look at Li Ru and said.

"The current war situation is rotten, and the rout of our army is already in sight. Do you have a good plan to teach it? ”

Li Ru is the most important and only strategist under Dong Zhuo's command, and at this moment, in the face of the powerless decline, Dong Zhuo felt a touch of pain in his heart.

His eyes sparkled with a hint of anticipation. Dong Zhuo, who had just been promoted and made a fortune, was naturally unwilling to repeat the mistakes of the past, and was once again pushed to the end by Liu Hong.

Dong Zhuo has a very accurate grasp of the general trend, and he knows in his heart that this Yellow Turban Uprising is an excellent opportunity.

Only at this time, I have accumulated enough military achievements. Only in this way can he set foot in the power center of the Han Dynasty as a martial artist.

After experiencing ups and downs, Dong Zhuo's mind has long changed, and he has already seen some things. For them, as long as the power is in hand, everything will no longer matter.

……

He knows a lot about Dong Zhuo's heart. Even, along the way, Li Ru witnessed Dong Zhuo's transition from a simple-minded military general to a hero.

Even, sometimes it is Li Ru who is guiding. As Dong Zhuo's son-in-law, Dong Zhuo is developed, which is in line with his own interests.

……

Hearing this, Li Ru pursed the corners of his mouth and said, "Father-in-law, the 300,000 troops of Taiping Road are exhausted, and the enemy army is strong. It is impossible to do anything, for the sake of today, it should be regarded as a quick retreat. ”

At this moment, the Flying Bear Army was dragged by the Golden Lux. The whole camp shouted and killed, and at a glance, there was yellow everywhere.

Dong Zhuo's eyes flashed, the corners of his mouth were bitter, and he said, "Order, retreat."

"No."

……

Li Ru turned his head towards the guard battalion, shouted, and said, "Mingjin, the rear team is the front team, the front team is dedicated to moving forward, and the rear team is fighting and retreating."

"No."

The pro-soldiers behind him shouted loudly when they heard this, and said: "Dongzhonglang will have an order, the rear team of the army will be the front team, the front team will go all the way forward, and the rear team will fight and retreat."

"Dong Zhonglang will have an order, the rear team of the army will be the front team, the front team will go all the way forward, and the rear team will fight and retreat."

"Dong Zhonglang will have an order, the rear team of the army will be the front team, the front team will go all the way forward, and the rear team will fight and retreat."

As soon as the leader of the pro-soldiers drank, the entire pro-soldier camp quickly followed. A huge roar, resounding through the sky, overwhelmed everything at once.

……

"Poof."

The spear flashed sharply, and suddenly pierced the throat of the Yellow Turban soldier, and Hua Xiong looked up to the sky and howled.

"Roar."

Hua Xiong's eyes widened and he glanced at the battlefield. A touch of pain flashed in his heart, and he shouted, saying.

"Flying Bears, back off."

Under the order, the Flying Bear Army, which was fighting bloodily, did not leave the battlefield at the first time. On the contrary, the Flying Bear Army's offensive was even more fierce, as if it wanted to release its energy all at once.

"Kill."

A tiger roared, and the army was united.

In the continuous and intensive fighting, the golden wrestlers forced by the Flying Bear Army couldn't help but retreat. After a moment, the Flying Bear Army quickly reversed its formation.

The front army was the rear army, and the rear army was the front army, and it quickly faded towards the east of the city. Due to the chaos of the battlefield and the limited number of Golden Warriors, it did not contain the Flying Bear Army.

"Drive."

Dong Zhuo took the lead, and the guards behind him accompanied him. The three thousand Flying Bear Army, under the leadership of Hua Xiong, quickly followed.

……

Dong Zhuo escaped, and Hua Xiong left. For these two people, Bocai did not force them to stay. Bo Cai knew in his heart that with the Golden Lux, it was not enough to use force at all.

After stopping for a moment, Bocai led the golden wrestler to Zhang Jiao. His expression was respectful, and he bowed towards Zhang Jiao and said.

"General Tiangong."

Hearing this, Zhang Jiaohu's eyes lit up, turned his head to the army, and said, "Stop."

"No."

The 200,000-strong army "boomed", and the momentum of advance came to an abrupt halt. In the face of this majestic momentum, the shocked Bocai's face turned pale, and his temples were in cold sweat.

"Hmm."

The army stopped, and Zhang Jiao raised his head and looked at Bo Cai. One of them took the golden nine-section scepter, and the nine-section battle flashed with golden light, and his eyes flashed, and he said.

"This battle is higher than the sky, and when this battle is over, the deity will have its own reward."

Comforting Bo Cai, Zhang Jiaohu raised his eyes slightly, shouted, and said: "Pass on the order of the deity, the army will continue to move forward and enter Guangzong."

"No."

When Sun Zhong heard this, he turned around and shouted towards the guard camp. Said: "General Tiangong has an order, the army continues to move forward, and the troops enter Guangzong."

"General Tiangong has an order, and the army continues to move forward and enter Guangzong."

"General Tiangong has an order, and the army continues to move forward and enter Guangzong."

……

At this moment, Zhang Jiao was impatient. After the battle, the army marched forward on foot without resting. The army of 300,000 is now less than 250,000.

"Drive."

The horse neighed and galloped forward with four hooves. Zhang Jiao did not take any risks this time.

Instead, he chose to stand in the middle of the Chinese army, with the personal guards as the first layer of protection. It was then protected by the Golden Lux, and even by the entire army.

The Tian Yuan position is the commander of an army, and this is the safest position.

"Herod."

The war horse raised its head and howled, and two thousand golden wrestlers guarded this Dong Zhuo and walked towards the southeast. After that, 200,000 foot soldiers followed closely and made great noise.

Due to the huge number of foot soldiers, the marching speed of Zhang Jiao and others was extremely slow for a while.

"Whew."

Defeating the Han army, Zhang Jiao finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart at this moment. The siege of Julu City for three months made Zhang Jiao feel depressed, and he was about to be depressed and sick.

"Wen You."

Riding on the horse, Dong Zhuo felt a touch of relaxation. His eyes flashed, and a glimmer of brilliance flashed, and he said.

Li Ru, who was worried all the way, raised his head when he heard the words and said, "What does my father-in-law command?"

Li Ruhu's eyes flashed, and a touch of coldness flashed through his eyes. Looking at Dong Zhuo, his expression was slightly unnatural.

"At this moment, how many miles is our army away from Guangzong?"

Li Ru's eyes were full of surprise, and he crossed a sharp edge in an instant, and said.

"Sixty miles."