Yuan Shu nodded reservedly and encouraged Zuo Ci:

"The Taoist priest did a good job, and he has accumulated a lot of merit this time."

Zuo Ci was a little confused when she heard this:

"When I have obtained merit, why don't I feel special?"

Yuan Shu looked up at the sky and pretended to fool him:

"Master Taoist, the merits of the heavenly way are so mysterious that you can't feel before you become an immortal.

But as long as you keep working hard to accumulate, you will definitely have the opportunity to ascend to heaven!”

When Zuo Ci heard about the ascension to heaven, his eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile:

"Hehe, then I understand. Thank you Mr. Yuan for helping him solve the problem.

I will have such a good opportunity next time, my son must remember to call me!"

Yuan Shu thought to himself, don’t worry, how can you lose the tool man when fighting against the demons of the Yellow Turbans?

Just click a talisman and come. The service is thoughtful and cost-effective, which is simply saves money and worry.

Zuo Ci helped him so much, Yuan Shu felt that he should have expressed his feelings.

So he invited Zuo Ci politely:

"The Taoist priest has just made great efforts to cast spells. I will set up a full sheep banquet in Wanshan Restaurant to welcome the Taoist priest!"

Zuo Ci had a psychological shadow on Wanshan Restaurant, and when he heard the whole sheep feast, he felt even more nauseous.

He didn't want to stay here for a moment, so he quickly said goodbye:

"Thank you for your kindness, but... that, I have important things to do in the mountain gate, so I have to go back and deal with it quickly.

Now I can only say goodbye to Mr. Yuan.

Next time you have merits, remember to call me."

After saying that, he bowed to Yuan Shu and turned into a breeze and disappeared.

Seeing Zuo Ci leaving so simply, Yuan Shu asked Shi A:

"This little Taoist priest ran quite fast. Isn't the whole sheep banquet delicious?"

Shi Axin said I don’t know if the whole sheep banquet is delicious, but the lord almost kept the Taoist priest to death last time.

I guess I don’t want to experience it again.

He smiled at Yuan Shu with a slightly awkward expression:

"Maybe something is really happening in the Taoist priest's family..."

Losing the blessing of "Ghostly possession", the combat power of the Yellow Turban bandits instantly plummeted.

In addition to the ghost soldiers wearing scales and holding steel forks, there is also the power of fighting, and the other bandits are simply vulnerable.

Although the ghost soldiers have strong combat power, they are too few after all, and they are strangled by the elite soldiers under Yuan Shu.

The Yellow Turbans near the city wall were sunk.

Huang Zhong waved the flag in his hand and ordered the Qilin Guard loudly:

"Qilin Guard, the Arrow Formation eliminates the thieves!"

"Wind! Wind! Wind!" Qilin Guard led his bow and shot, causing huge casualties to the Yellow Turban thieves under the city.

...

"Puff!" The moment the Taoist Technique was broken, Zhang Liang's face was ashes and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Human, Human! How are you?" Huang Long, the general, stepped forward anxiously.

The personal guards around him also surrounded him.

Zhang Liang was extremely weak at this time, and his lips trembled:

"The Taoist law... was broken, and there were experts in Yuan's army...

In this battle... our army has no chance of winning... retreat quickly..."

Although his baby niece was still trapped in Yuan Shu's hands, Zhang Liang had to retreat at this time.

He is now backfired by the Taoist Dharma, seriously injured, and will lose consciousness at any time.

If you do not retreat at this time, your Yellow Turban Army may even be wiped out.

After Huang Long got the order, he shouted at the messenger beside him:

"Transmission troops! Pass through various units! Withdraw troops!!"

Looking at the Yellow Turban bandits who retreated like a tide, Xu Shu stepped forward and advised Yuan Shu:

"Lord, the enemy has retreated.

At this time, the bandit army is at the end of its strength. It is better to pursue it quickly and it will definitely be defeated!"

Xu Shu's suggestion was very pertinent, and Yuan Shu ordered:

"All the generals obey the orders!

The bandit army is now in poverty, and it is at this time that we will leave the city to defeat the enemy!"

"No!!" The generals under Yuan Shu agreed in unison.

The four gates of Shouchun City were wide open, and the elite Yuan army rushed towards the fleeing Yellow Turban thieves like wolves and tigers.

This time, the main combat power of the pursuit of the enemy was the cavalry Beiwei Army.

Under the leadership of the four generals Huang Zhong, Gao Chong, Huang Xu and Ji Ling, the Beiwei army soared into the sky and killed the Yellow Turban bandits as if they were in an unmanned state.

The first person to bear the brunt was Liu Shi's troops who had just led the siege.

"Ding! The Beiwei Army's skill 'fighting intention' is activated.

The military value of individual soldiers in the battle increased by 3 points!

The force value of the charge individual soldier increased by 3 points!

The current Beiwei Army’s individual force value is: 74!"

Liu Shi roared and directed the army to retreat, but the Beiwei Army's pursuit ability was too strong.

The Yellow Turban Army could not escape, and they could not beat them, so they could only be ruthlessly killed.

Liu Shixin made a fuss and stopped running away. Instead, he raised the sword in his hand and shouted:

"Brothers, the enemy's horse is fast, we can't run away, so why not fight with them!"

Zhang Lie, the commander of the ghost soldiers of Fengdu, also raised the steel fork in his hand and shouted loudly:

"Brothers of the Ghost Soldiers, our treatment has always been the best among the Yellow Turban Army.

The hero treats us well, and now is the time for us to be loyal to the general!

Brothers, take the steel forks in our hands and win the last chance for the human retreat!”

Hearing Zhang Lie's encouragement, the remaining hundreds of ghost soldiers in Fengdu were ignited with ambitions.

They held the steel fork in their hands tightly and launched a final death charge at the Beiwei Army with a strange cry.

Under Liu Shi's organization, the other Yellow Turban thieves also recovered some morale and fought with Yuan Jun.

The battle between the Guizhe and the Beiwei Army was to be fierce. After all their skills exploded, individual soldiers had similar force.

The Beiwei Army is blessed by cavalry and war horses, while the ghost soldiers also have mysterious scales to protect themselves.

They fought to the death and killed many Beiwei Army soldiers.

But the ghost soldiers were few after all, and they were not led by a powerful general.

Under the targeted siege and killing of the four generals of Yuan Jun, they were all killed in battle soon.

The ghost commander Zhang Lie had just stabbed an enemy army with the steel fork in his hand, and suddenly felt a chill in his chest.

Yibing's spear actually ignored his black scale defense and pierced him into pieces.

He looked up and saw that it was a heroic white-armored general.

Gao Chong!

Gentian Liquan Gun!

Zhang Lie spitting blood in big mouthfuls, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

His eyes looked at the direction where Zhang Liang left, and he stuttered:

"The human being... will do its best..."

Then he closed his eyes and lost consciousness forever.

The elite ace 'Fengdu Ghost Soldier' ​​in Zhang Liang's hands was destroyed!

When Liu Shi saw the devil's destruction, he knew that the situation was over.
To be continued...