Yinhou of the Three Kingdoms

My heart suddenly felt sour, could it be that I couldn't compare to that martial artist.

snort!

Only then did Ning Rong come to his senses, and immediately pretended to be puzzled, how fake it was, but he didn't know yet.

"Well! Zhang Yue! Tell me you are the real one! Good girl, Xiu Xiuhua, it's good to read books! Why do you want to do this business of beheading! You say you have such a vicious heart! You should read it anyway. After reading the book, you should also know a little about Confucius and Mencius! How could you harm the people like this!"

"Look at this Yanzhou, ten rooms and nine empty, June, what a beautiful season, but here to fight and kill, what a waste of a good youth! Tell me! How can you compensate me!"

Ning Rong pretended to be anxious and filled with righteous indignation, and reprimanded Zhang Yue severely, and before he finished, he folded his hands on his chest, looking up at the sky, showing a cold and cold face look.

Cheng Yu looked stupid long ago?This... what the hell!Shouldn't the captives be reprimanded and then persuaded to surrender?

But you are... you are responsible, but no matter how you look at it, it looks like you are joking.

Lu Xun covered his mouth, quietly turned his head away, and didn't look at the master, who had convulsions again.

Zhang Yue had already made preparations a long time ago, a scholar can be killed and cannot be humiliated, but... quietly glanced at Zhou Cang, both of them were confused.

Could it be... the monster is a fool?

"Hey! I'm asking you something!"

Ning Rong waited for a long time and didn't listen to her, so she was not satisfied.

"Be a little polite, okay! You are my prisoner, don't put on airs like a saint, just say it!"

Zhang Yue asked puzzledly, "Say...what did you say?"

"Say you never...cough cough! What, say you will surrender me!"

"drop!"

"Look! This is your fault. The Yellow Turbans have surrendered. You should let them live a better life. You should surrender... huh? You said... you surrendered?" Ning Rong was about to try his best to persuade him What about.

"Yes!" Zhang Yue said calmly.

"Eh? Is this the downfall?" Ning Rong curled his lips dissatisfied, "It's too boring, it's too simple, it's not fun!"

Ning Rong muttered and left!

Leaving everyone looking at each other in blank dismay, this... why are you still unwilling?

Isn't it good to surrender?

It was the first time Cheng Yu saw such a strange person, remembering that Lu Xun was Ning Rong's apprentice, he immediately turned to look at him, hoping to hear his explanation.

"Hey! Hey! That...what, this junior doesn't know!" Lu Xun said awkwardly.

Cheng Yu stroked his goatee, frowned sharply, looked at Ning Rong who was going away, and secretly speculated.

Chapter 194 Zhang Yue's Compromise

"Sir, you..."

Zhou Cang didn't expect Zhang Yuehui to agree so easily. He was ready to die, but...unexpectedly, the situation took a dramatic turn.

The saints have surrendered!Then why are these people insisting on it!

"Uncle Zhou, needless to say, I have been tired all these years! Carrying the heavy burden left by my father, walking in the dark night, knowing that there is no hope, but still leading everyone all the way to the dark!"

Zhang Yue breathed a sigh of relief, now that she surrendered, she felt relaxed, no one knew how much pressure she was under.

She really didn't want to risk her life for something she knew had no results.

Zhou Cang doesn't understand these words, maybe Ning Rong can understand himself!

"Cough! Uncle Zhou, tell me... if we can really escape, can we defeat Ning Rong next time?" Zhang Yue ignored Lu Xun's existence and asked naturally.

Lu Xun's face was full of anger, hey!Don't take children too seriously!

"This... can't!" Zhou Cang really wanted to refute, but thinking of all the things in the past few days, he seemed to be looking at flowers in a fog. He still hasn't fully understood Ning Rong's tricks, and he always feels that the fog around him is so thick that he can't see clearly. Wait until the day when the battle should be defeated, and it will be defeated!

This feeling of powerlessness made him feel unwilling, but he also admitted that he was ashamed.

"That's it! Let's go! Let's go find Ning Rong!" Zhang Yue turned and left calmly.

"Ah? Why are you looking for him?" Zhou Cang was dumbfounded, we are prisoners, can we move around freely?

"Hey! Is that Lu Xun? Take me to your master!" Zhang Yue ordered, turning her head and glancing at Lu Xun.

"you……"

Lu Xun was so angry, which one of us called a prisoner!Are there such unscrupulous captives!

"What are you looking for from my master!" Lu Xun pushed back angrily.

"Looking for him...of course I'm helping him..." Zhang Yue looked a little confused and dejected, and in a flash she returned to her harmless appearance.

"you……"

"Bo Yan, take them there!"

Just as Lu Xun was about to ridicule the two of them, Cheng Yu beside him was an old fox who saw through Zhang Yue's mind and began to preach.

Although Lu Xun was helpless, he also knew that Cheng Yu was someone his master respected, and he didn't dare to disobey him, so he took the two of them out with a promise.

……

As the sun set, the sun shone on the earth, dyeing the entire earth a blood red.The night wind was blowing, bringing bursts of bloody and pungent smell.

Outside the east gate of Gucheng, above the camp of the Yellow Turban camp, there are some remnants of soldiers lying here and there, everyone seems to have been burnt by smoke, staring at the sunset dejectedly, and there is no trace of it on their faces. She was so angry, with a look of despair in her eyes.

There were broken limbs everywhere, and the bloodless Yellow Turban soldiers were lying in a pool of blood, and the sound of weeping was full of sadness and misery.

"Oh! This is the battlefield!"

Ning Rong shook his head secretly in his heart, but watched without saying a word, just watched quietly, the moist teardrops in his eyes kept turning around, but never stayed.

Those who died were all Han Chinese!They were all killed by themselves!

But... His tears can't just be given to them!Thousands of Cao soldiers behind him are watching!

My own sad tears are disrespectful to them!

Cao Hong knew Ning Rong's character, and sometimes he felt that if it was a peaceful age, Ning Rong must have a good life.

"Zhiyuan, that's how war is. Only when you fight to the death can you stop!" Cao Hong came to Ning Rong's side and tried to persuade him.