A hint of hatred flashed in Wei Zhongdao's eyes, with a fierce light in his eyes, and he said sternly.

"Revenge for killing a relative is not the same as killing one's parents. My parents were killed by the Yellow Turbans. As a son, I will naturally avenge them!"

Cao Cao was stunned when he heard this, with a hint of apology on his face. Looking at Wei Zhongdao, who was dressed in white, he understood the whole story and couldn't help but sigh.

"Zhongdao, please show me your condolences!"

Wei Zhongdao's whole body was filled with murderous intent. He nodded silently when he heard the words, but said nothing. When Cao Cao saw this, he didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only put Wei Zhongdao down first and prepare to go out together in a few days.

"Kill! Don't let the thief escape!"

Riding their horses galloping, the Han Iron Army rushed forward like arrows and rushed into the Yellow Turban Army. The sound of fighting was endless, and the ground was stained red with blood. Wei Zhongdao was riding on the horse, and with a sound of iron armor, his waist With Cao Cao beside him, Cao Cao looked down at the Han army chasing the Yellow Turban army, with cold murderous intent in their eyes. During this period, they followed Huangfu Song's team and fought against the Yellow Turban army all the way. They won every battle. The Yellow Turban army After all, most of them are miscellaneous soldiers. They used to be ordinary people digging in the fields. Now they have picked up swords, but with lack of discipline and lack of training, they are no match for the Han Iron Army.

The Han army formed a formation, and a clearly visible white cloud appeared above their heads, covering the entire army. Blessing the sergeants, their speed and strength increased greatly, and their morale was like a rainbow. Like a sharp sword, it penetrated directly into the heart of the enemy. It was invincible and invincible. avoid.

Cao Cao held a riding whip and stood on a high place, overlooking the battle situation. He was amazed and turned to Wei Zhong and praised him.

"Zhongdao is worthy of being the descendant of Marquis Changping. He has a family background. He didn't expect to be so familiar with the method of military formations. However, in just a few months, these soldiers and horses under my command have been able to gather the energy of military formations and become elite divisions. , admirable!”

Wei Qing defeated the Huns and fled in disgrace. Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty granted him the title of Marquis of Changping and the rank of Great Sima General. In this era, praising the opponent for his ancestral style is definitely the highest praise.

Wei Zhongdao didn't feel complacent when he heard this, his expression was calm. Looking at the Yellow Turban Army who fell to the ground one after another, he didn't feel much joy in his heart. These were just ordinary people who couldn't survive. He was the one who would lead the Yellow Turban Army. So what if he killed them all? The battle during this period of time had dissipated the anger in his heart and made him a little more tired.

At this moment, a large golden light suddenly appeared in the Yellow Turban Army, and a total of two hundred Yellow Turban Army soldiers stood up. A yellow talisman ignited, turned into wisps of clouds, and blended into their bodies. These two hundred or so The Yellow Turban Army seemed to have been given a shot of chicken blood. Their body size skyrocketed, their muscles bulged, and their whole body emitted a golden light. They were extremely powerful and rampant. They withstood the pursuit of the Han Iron Army and did not fall behind, which is amazing.

"Yellow Turban Warriors! I didn't expect that there would be such elites in this Yellow Turban Army!"

Cao Cao was shocked and exclaimed. It's not that Cao Cao is making a fuss. These yellow scarf warriors are the elite of Taiping Dao. There are only a few thousand people in total. Each one of them is an elite trained by Taiping Dao using Taoism. One against ten, even Because of the existence of one enemy against a hundred, he was the protector of Taiping Dao, and his reputation was so great that countless Han armies suffered great losses.

Wei Zhongdao, however, did not show any signs of surprise. His expression was calm. His powerful mental power flew out of the air and flew into the battlefield. His mental power vibrated, connecting all the soldiers in the formation, stimulating their will, integrating their will, and constantly issuing orders. After the order, the soldiers obeyed the order and moved with their footsteps. The formation changed drastically. A Bagua Killing Formation took shape. The evil aura soared into the sky, the murderous intention was awe-inspiring, it was extremely mysterious and mysterious. The white cloud took shape and continued to shrink and gather. It turned into a white tiger, huge in size, dozens of feet in size. It raised its head and roared, shattering the white clouds in the sky. The white tiger took steps forward, and the tiger came down the mountain. It was extremely domineering and terrifying. It pounced towards the two More than a hundred yellow scarf warriors smashed him on the head.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise, dust filled the sky, and the entire battlefield fell into silence. Both the enemy and ourselves stood blankly on the spot, staring blankly at the center of the battlefield. The dust dispersed, and a huge crater appeared on the spot. , the more than 200 yellow scarf warriors had no bones left and no trace left.

Everyone was shocked. The invincible Yellow Turban Warrior was actually killed by a large formation. No bones were left. All the Yellow Turban Army lost their will to fight. The swords in their hands fell one after another and fell to their knees. They were no longer there. After fighting, the Han Iron Army came to their senses and quickly collected their weapons, counted their casualties, and cleaned the battlefield.

Cao Cao was horrified. The huge white tiger just now dispersed and turned into military clouds again. Cao Cao's pupils tightened and he turned to look at Wei Zhongdao and exclaimed.

"That was the military spirit just now?"

Military soul legions are rare in ancient and modern times. Only the unity of will, high degree of overlap and spiritual resonance of the whole army can mobilize the military soul. Each military soul legion is an invincible existence in the world, as powerful as a monster, invincible in every battle, and invincible.

Wei Zhongdao withdrew his strong mental power, a divine light flashed in his bright eyes, and faint waves came from his body, making the horse tremble under his crotch. He bowed his head in surrender. When he heard Cao Cao exclaimed, he took a breath and slowly explained road.

"It's just that I relied on my mental power to forcibly integrate the will of the soldiers, and barely got a touch with the soul of the legion. In fact, the strength is very different!"

Wei Zhongdao shook his head. Although these Han iron armies were much more elite than the Yellow Turban Army, they were definitely not a strong army. In the past few months, he could only integrate them into one body and use Yun Qi. If he wanted to unite with the army Compared to the Soul Legion, that is simply impossible.

Cao Cao breathed a sigh of relief, but there was still a bit of surprise on his majestic face. He stared blankly at Wei Zhongdao's still slightly immature face, unable to calm down in his heart, and exclaimed.

"This is already shocking. These armies are all mobilized and can be integrated into one in just a few months. Zhongdao has the style of Chang Pinghou!"

Wei Zhongdao did not comment, looked at the battle that was over, patted his horse lightly, and ran towards the battlefield.

When Cao Cao saw this, he also hurriedly chased after them. They once again won a great victory. This could not be remembered for the first time. Cao Cao admired Wei Zhongdao extremely for his talent. He was resourceful and resourceful, and he was able to manipulate the Yellow Turban Army with applause. The opponent was unable to fight back. In just a few months, they had killed tens of thousands of enemies and captured countless prisoners. Their achievements were astonishing.

"This battle is over. General Cao can return to the camp to report to General Huangfu. It's time for the decisive battle. Bocai's army of 100,000 has arrived at Changshe. This time we will defeat the Yellow Turban leader in Yuzhou in one fell swoop!"

Wei Zhongdao took the lead, and the sound of hunting wind came to his ears. The armor collided and clanged. The firm voice came in the wind and floated to Cao Cao's ears.

After hearing this, Cao Cao was in high spirits, full of fighting spirit, and full of heroic spirit. He urged his horse to run, followed closely behind, his heroic laughter echoed between heaven and earth.