Chapter 285: Destroy the Yellow Turban

Zhang Jiao was shocked and said, "Who is Li Qin, of course he knew that in the Han Dynasty today, there were not many people who did not know who the emperor was, but very many people. But there were not very few people who did not know who Li Qin was, but quite a few. As the leader of the Yellow Turban, how could he not know who Li Qin was?

But in Zhang Jiao's impression, I heard that Li Qin had a green face and fangs, ferocious and terrifying, and had a baby heart every day, and practiced an evil witchcraft. Even the great wizard of the Huns was evil, but Li Qin, of course, this was what Li Qin's enemy said; if it were Li Qin's own people's words, then Li Qin would be in a golden helmet and armor, with a brilliant image, standing tall, purple air on his face, and auspicious clouds on his head to protect his head. Anyway, Li Qin would be like what the gods look like!

However, no matter which statement it is, it looks different from the person who calls himself Li Qin. The person in front is just a young man, not majestic or handsome. If it weren't for wearing armor and surrounded by a large group of generals behind him, then he could only be considered an ordinary young man, without the appearance of a god or a wizard at all. Could it be that this person is a duplicate name or fake?

Obviously, neither of these situations is true! Because the Li Qin in front of him acted very decisively and very straightforwardly, but he just said hello. Before Zhang Jiao could answer, Li Qin waved his hand and shouted: "Shoot the arrow!"

No matter who you are, I won’t say anything to you when you are alive, because my purpose is very clear, I just want your life, it doesn’t matter if you love anything else!

With this order, the horn-held soldiers behind Li Qin pulled out their bows and arrows and shot at the Yellow Turban soldiers! They shared names, preached with righteousness, scolded the other party for their mistakes, and then fought against the generals of various factions, cheered for the drums, etc., all such formal combat procedures were exempted. They were cruel when they met. If you were to kill your life, you would be to kill your life. There was no such a lot of nonsense!

The rain of arrows roared, and the Yellow Turban soldiers fell down in pieces. The front of the battle was too serious, and the back of the battle was in chaos in an instant!

The Yellow Turban soldiers who could escape here with Zhang Jiao were naturally elite, and their weapons and equipment were still in place. But no matter what, the Yellow Turban soldiers were not regular troops after all, and had not received regular military training. Compared with ordinary Yellow Turbans, they were elite troops, but compared with the real elite Jiao-Supporting Army, they could only be targets!

Facing the sudden shooting of feather arrows, the Yellow Turban soldiers did not even have the ability to fight back. They shouted and retreated. Some people could raise their shields to block them, but most of them were shot overturned in one encounter. Those who rode on horses died the fastest, those who were lying on the ground died a little slower, but they could only die a little slower, but they would eventually die!

Zhang Jiao did not react quickly enough. He was not a war-torn general, nor had any experience in escaping death. This was the first time he had encountered the sudden long-distance attack of the regular army and the last time he encountered it in his life!

Hundreds of feathered arrows shot at Zhangjiao at the same time, and accurately fired the same target. This is one of the regular trainings of the cavalry of the horn. Not to mention shooting people, even if they shoot wooden poles, they will hit every shot!
Chapter completed!