It was winter and New Year's Eve in the first year of the reign of Emperor Guangxi of the Han Empire. The sky and the earth were desolate, but the howling north wind could not blow away the thick smoke near Baocheng. The bloody setting sun shone on the devastated Baocheng, which was surrounded by mountains.

The quiet town in between was almost turned into a ruin. On top of many collapsed city walls, the broken flags of the Northwest Army were fluttering in the wind. The soldiers of the Northwest Army, whose faces were covered with gunpowder smoke and blood, stood on the fortifications that could hardly be called city walls.

Above, he kept looking out, his eyes showing deep fear and grief.

On the empty small plain opposite Baocheng, 30,000 Black Mountain cavalry and 5,000 Yellow Turban guards were arranged in neat ranks, with flags flying in a murderous atmosphere. The banner of the "Yellow Turban Ming King" was flying high, and under the banner,

Qin Yang sat on the horse and looked at Baocheng. Beside him were Guo Jia, Zhang Yan, Zhang Niujiao, Huang Long, Huang Shao... and other generals of the Yellow Turban Army lined up on the left and right waiting solemnly. The New Year's fireworks had already burned off.

Now is the time to prepare for victory.

"Rumble!" The gate of Baocheng was trembling like an old and huge millstone, and was slowly pushed open. Groups of people in Baocheng filed out under various banners. Among the three leaders,

The chubby one with the red face was none other than Zhang Lu.

The faces of the two people next to Zhang Lu were uncertain. On the left side, under the banner with the word "horse", the man with a tall figure and a fierce face was Ma Teng. On the right side, the white Jing was slightly fatter, with a permanent look on his face.

The person with the slightest smile was Han Sui. But at this time, Han Sui could no longer smile. Anyone who was bombarded by three hundred thunderbolt cars for a whole day could not rush out or dodge and could only be bombarded.

Well, I'm afraid they all just want to cry.

It was not that the Northwest Army did not expect to rush out and fight the Yellow Turban Army to the death, but as soon as they rushed out of the city gate, they were killed by two hundred divine machine crossbows and killed thousands of soldiers in one round. At this time, because of Ma Chao's new defeat, Huang Zhong's reputation

It was also extremely prominent among the Northwest Army. Therefore, they gave up the idea of ​​sending out strong generals to attack and could only be bombarded for a whole day.

As expected by Qin Yang, after experiencing the powerful military power of the Yellow Turban Army, the two leaders of the Northwest Army finally compromised. They were willing to sacrifice Ma Chao and 10,000 silver-armored cavalry in exchange for the entire Northwest Army's return to Tianshui.

"Brother Ma, Brother Han. This is the supreme commander of our Yellow Turban Army, His Highness the Yellow Turban King Ming." Zhang Lu introduced each other to the two parties who came to the center of the battlefield with a smile.

"My dear, Qin Yang, I have admired these two great names for a long time. I am so lucky to see you today!" Qin Yang said to Han and Ma, clasping his fists.

"My Majesty, Ma Teng (Han Sui), has met His Highness Prince Ming." Han and Ma also clasped their fists and twitched the corners of their mouths casually, which was regarded as a smile.

Qin Yang didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "My lords, I don't know what Qin Yang's request is. Has Lord Zhang made it clear to you?"

Han Sui and Ma Teng looked at each other, sighed softly, and said, "I hope that His Highness King Ming will be kind-hearted, keep his promise for the livelihood of the people of the world, and let my northwest soldiers have a way to live."

"Do you have a kind heart? It's easy to talk about it, but am I, Qin Yang, the kind of person who accepts money and refuses to acknowledge it?" Qin Yang smiled even more when he saw Ma Teng and Han Sui agreed to his request.

"Since Your Excellency said so... Come here, bring Chao'er over." Seeing Qin Yang say this, Ma Teng pondered for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said.

With an order, the 10,000 silver-armored cavalry were immediately divided into two columns. Under the guard of four soldiers, Ma Chao was lying on a soft couch and was carried to the front of the two armies. Ma Chao, who was lying on the soft couch, looked extremely pale.

His aura was also very weak. Although Huang Zhong's arrow did not hit his vital part, it did a lot of damage to him. If it had been an ordinary person, he would have died on the spot.

"Chao'er, from now on you must be loyal to His Royal Highness the Yellow Turban Prince Ming of Hanzhong." Ma Teng glanced at his youngest son and said with some unbearability. But after all, he is also a hero, and he is very open-minded about such things.

Wang defeated the bandits. Qin Yang was already being polite to him. If Qin Yang was really angry and willing to pay a certain price to bombard Baocheng, then he and his 300,000 troops might not survive.

"Father..." Ma Chao looked at his father, and then at Qin Yang and others. A child-like look of confusion finally appeared on his immature face. He didn't know his own value at this time, nor did he understand it.

Why did his father, who had always loved and cared for him, suddenly hand him over to his rival?

Ma Teng sighed deeply in his heart, took a deep breath and said to Ma Chao: "Chao'er, His Highness Prince Ming is a person who cherishes talents. Today, my father and His Highness Prince Ming have reconciled. You are fulfilling your filial piety to your father by being loyal to His Highness Prince Ming. From now on, His Highness Prince Ming will be your filial piety."

Your lord, why don’t you pay homage to your lord quickly?”

After Ma Teng finished speaking, seeing Ma Chao confused, he couldn't help but turned to Qin Yang and said: "Brother Qin Yang, Chao'er has been spoiled by me since he was a child. He doesn't know any rules. Please forgive me, brother, and discipline him well for me...

"

Seeing the deep love between Ma and his son, Qin Yang felt a little pity in his heart. He said sternly: "Brother Ma, don't worry, although Chao'er and I are not much different in age, Qin Yang promises that he will be my general in our Yellow Turban Army."

I will treat you with the courtesy of a nephew. Moreover, all these ten thousand silver-armored troops will be handed over to Chao'er's command. I will definitely let Chao'er shine in this troubled world and shine on your Ma family!"

"So... Ma Teng, thank you very much!" Ma Teng bowed deeply to Qin Yang, and the feeling of reluctance in his heart was slightly relieved.

"Father, Chao'er is his father's son and will never be loyal to the enemy! I won't go!" At this moment, Ma Chao finally understood Ma Teng and Qin Yang's intentions, and a look of determination appeared on his young face.

"You traitor!" Ma Teng shouted angrily. He looked at Qin Yang and showed no sign of anger before speaking to Ma Chao again: "Our Northwest Army has now formed an alliance with the Hanzhong Yellow Turban Army. We are no longer enemies. As my father, I am with you.

Uncle Han Sui has been raising troops in the northwest for several years without any achievements. His Royal Highness the Yellow Turban King Ming has established himself as the best among the world's heroes. It is your blessing to follow him! If you persist in your stubbornness today, I...I will sever the father-son relationship with you.

From now on, I will drive you out of the Ma family and never recognize you!"

Ma Teng's words were half true and half false, and most of them were spoken from the bottom of his heart. Originally, Ma Teng did not pay attention to the Yellow Turban Army who was entrenched in Hanzhong and Qin Yang, who was only in his twenties. This was why he dared to invade Hanzhong openly.

One of the reasons. Now he saw that the Hanzhong Army was well-organized, with Guo Jia and others strategizing, and Huang Zhong and other generals invincible. Especially after being suppressed by the Shenji Battalion's Thunderbolt Chariot and Shenji Crossbow. Only then did he know that now

In troubled times, only elite divisions like Qin Yang and the Yellow Turban Army will have a place in the troubled times. If Ma Chao is used as an opportunity to establish a good relationship with the Yellow Turban Army, the Ma family can be guaranteed to be in troubled times in the future.

The clan is invincible.

"Father, I..." Ma Chao was about to say something, but he was stopped by Ma Teng again, "You traitor! Do you really want to make your father angry?"

Seeing that his father was really angry, Ma Chao was at a loss for a moment. He didn't dare to speak anymore, but he kept looking at Qin Yang unfriendly.

"Haha, little friend. Is it possible that you still remember the arrow that my brother shot you?" Huang Zhong, who was beside Qin Yang, said with a smile.

"Huang...Brother Huang...I didn't..." Ma Chao looked at Huang Zhong with some embarrassment. Although he was defeated by Huang Zhong and was severely injured by Huang Zhong, in his heart he only admired Huang Zhong.

Outside, I can't even feel the slightest bit of hatred.

"It's okay if you don't. We will be a family from now on. When the time comes, we will work for the Yellow Turbans under King Ming's account. Wouldn't it be a beautiful thing? Besides..." When Huang Zhong said this, he deliberately lowered his voice and said to Ma Chao:

"Do you still remember what I told you? His Royal Highness Prince Ming is actually the number one master in the Yellow Turban Army. If you are willing, after you recover from your injuries, I will find time for you and His Highness to learn two moves. How about that?"

"Really?" Ma Chao's eyes lit up. Being able to fight against the Yellow Turban King Ming, who was even more powerful than Huang Zhong, was undoubtedly a fatal temptation for Ma Chao.

"Haha! Of course it's true. How can I lie to you? Many generals in our army have witnessed the battle between me and His Highness. They really benefited a lot." Huang Zhong laughed and said.

"Then... okay..." Ma Chao looked at his father, then at Huang Zhong, and finally nodded.

"The last general, Ma Chao, hereby swears to the Heavenly Alliance that from now on, he will serve His Royal Highness Qin Yang, the Yellow Turban Ming King, and will never leave him! If he violates this oath, both heaven and earth will kill him!" Ma Chao stood up straight on the soft couch, picked up a sharp knife and cut open his palm.

, swear a blood oath.

"I, the silver-armored sergeant, will worship His Royal Highness Qin Yang, the Yellow Turban Ming King, as my master from now on, and I will never leave him for the rest of my life! If I violate this oath, heaven and earth will both punish me!" Ten thousand silver-armored soldiers roared in unison, and streaks of bloody light emerged, shaking the world.

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Chapter completed!