Three Kingdoms: Ten Times Speed, Diao Chan Says I'm Too Fast

"on!"

"kill him!"

Zhang Bao pointed at Duan Yu with the knife in his hand and gave the order.

After saying this, Zhang Bao walked towards Zhang Jiao, completely ignoring Duan Yu.

At this time, there were more than a hundred Yellow Turban warriors in the hall.

Moreover, these were all trusted elites whom Zhang Bao had cultivated for many years.

They were not ordinary Yellow Turban rebels.

After Zhang Bao gave the order, they rushed towards Duan Yu.

Looking at Duan Yu, he held a horizontal sword in one hand and wore only a black robe. He strolled leisurely towards the Yellow Turban warriors who were charging towards him.

"Kill!"

"kill!"

"Suffer to death!"

A group of Yellow Turban warriors brandished their long swords and slashed at Duan Yu.

Just as the swords were about a foot away from Duan Yu's head, Duan Yu raised his horizontal sword and swung it with ease.

The next second, all the swords and blades aimed at Duan Yu shattered instantly.

Duan Yu then swung his sword again.

Instantly, the heads of the several Yellow Turban warriors in front of him were all separated.

As the blade fell, Duan Yu, who had been strolling leisurely, became like a tiger awakened from its slumber.

The horizontal sword in his hand was as fast as a flash of light. With the added effect of the "Drawing a Sword to Cut Water" attribute, every swing of the sword was accompanied by a flash of cold light, and someone inevitably fell to the ground, their body torn apart.

In the blink of an eye, more than twenty people had already fallen to the ground.

That is, Zhang Bao just took a few steps.

In an instant, one-fifth of the more than one hundred people in the hall were lying on the ground.

The rest of them, carrying knives, looked at Duan Yu with fear in their eyes, and for a moment dared not step forward.

Zhang Bao, who was walking towards Zhang Jiao, also noticed the abnormality and turned around to look at Duan Yu.

Duan Yu, dragging his sword, pushed back the retreating Yellow Turban warriors and approached Zhang Bao.

Zhang Bao was stunned when he saw the corpses scattered on the ground.

"What are you all standing there for? Get up there!"

"He's all alone, what's there to be afraid of? Charge! Charge!"

"Kill him and reward him with a hundred gold pieces!" Zhang Bao roared angrily.

Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

For ordinary people, a hundred taels of gold is already an astronomical figure.

Fueled by the platinum, dozens of Yellow Turban warriors charged at Duan Yu once again, defying their fear.

One hundred gold.

Ha ha.

Duan Yu laughed.

If Zhang Bao knew his identity—a former general and governor of Liangzhou—would such a prestigious title be worth only a hundred gold pieces?

Facing the charging Yellow Turban warriors, Duan Yu had one hand behind his back and only used one hand to wield his sword.

It appeared as if the Yellow Turban warriors were charging towards Duan Yu, but in reality, Duan Yu was pushing forward despite the charge of dozens of Yellow Turban warriors.

Along the way, the corpses of Yellow Turban warriors lay scattered on the ground.

Moreover, they were all decapitated.

Thick blood and scarlet liquid instantly splattered all over the hall.

In just a short while, a large number of corpses had fallen in front of Zhang Bao.

Zhang Bao's eyes widened at the sight, and he immediately cried out in surprise towards the outside of the main hall.

More Yellow Turban warriors surged into the hall from outside.

Zhang Jiao, who was sitting in the main seat, was also very shocked to see this scene.

As more and more Yellow Turban warriors surged in from outside, Duan Yu quickened the pace of his sword strikes.

Two Yellow Turban warriors, each holding a shield, rushed towards Duan Yu. Just as they were about to raise their swords to strike, Duan Yu punched them directly in the face.

boom!

The shield shattered instantly.

Holding up their shields, the two burly men, each nearly eight feet tall, were sent flying by Duan Yu's punch.

The body that flew backward knocked down several people behind it, and then landed on Zhang Bao.

Caught off guard, Zhang Bao was pinned down by the two men's bodies.

None of the Yellow Turban warriors in the hall dared to step forward at that moment.

They surrounded Duan Yu, holding their swords and shields.

But they were all several meters away.

Duan Yu turned his head and glanced behind him, his cold gaze sweeping over the Yellow Turban Warrior who had just rushed into the hall.

Immediately, everyone retreated in terror behind them.

Shaking off the blood from his knife, Duan Yu walked step by step toward Zhang Bao, who was getting up from the ground.

Then he grabbed Zhang Bao's armor from the chest and lifted him up from the ground.

Struggling, Zhang Bao pounded on Duan Yu's arm and kicked with his feet off the ground.

"you....."

"Who exactly are you?!" Zhang Bao roared angrily.

Ignoring Zhang Bao's roar, Duan Yu reached out and grabbed Zhang Bao's left hand, then applied slight pressure.

Click.

It was accompanied by a slight cracking sound.

Zhang Bao's left arm was visibly twisted into a pretzel shape.

"what!"

A heart-wrenching wail escaped from Zhang Bao's mouth.

Duan Yu seized the opportunity to grab Zhang Bao's right hand again.

Click.

This time, the white bones pierced right through the yellow Taoist robe Zhang Bao was wearing.

After breaking Zhang Bao's two arms, Duan Yu threw the wailing Zhang Bao directly in front of Zhang Jiao.

The meaning is clear: Zhang Bao is now in Zhang Jiao's hands.

After throwing Zhang Bao in front of Zhang Jiao, Duan Yu stood in front of Zhang Jiao with his sword drawn.

None of the Yellow Turban warriors who rushed in from outside the hall dared to get within ten steps of Duan Yu.

Behind Duan Yu.

Zhang Jiao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, but his face remained as pale as paper.

Zhang Liang's death was a great blow to Zhang Jiao.

Such a tragedy of brothers killing each other is a blow no one could bear.

"Chonghuan." Zhang Jiao looked sadly at Zhang Bao, who was wailing on the ground, and shook his head through gritted teeth, saying, "How could you do that?"

"Are you insane? You would even kill your own brother?"

At this moment, Zhang Bao's arms were broken, and he lay writhing on the ground covered in blood.

“You conspired with the Yuan family to assassinate me three years ago, so I can forgive you.”

"But why did you kill the third brother!"

Zhang Bao, struggling, had already bitten his lip until it bled, and blood was flowing from both sides of his mouth.

His facial expression remained ferocious, showing no remorse whatsoever.

"What have I done wrong?"

Zhang Bao shouted frantically at Zhang Jiao, "You're the one who's wrong!"

"You forced me!"

"You say you have the world on your mind, but in the past ten years or so, have you changed anything?"

"You keep saying that you want all the people in the world to have food to eat, but have the number of people starving to death in the world decreased by even a fraction?"

"If I were to ascend the throne, everyone in the world would have enough to eat!"

"Those who achieve great things throughout history, which one of them wasn't ruthless and cruel!"

"Hu Hai killed his brothers for the throne. In the four hundred years of the Han Dynasty, how many emperors did not harm their own brothers?"

"If you hadn't been so soft-hearted, if you hadn't still been alive, my third brother wouldn't have died!"

It's you! It's all because of you!

Zhang Jiao closed his eyes in anguish, tears streaming down his face.

crazy.

It was clear that Zhang Bao had completely lost his mind at this point.

At this moment, Zhang Bao wouldn't listen to any reasoning.

"Ziyi..."

With his eyes closed, Zhang Jiao struggled to his feet, leaning on his cane, and then turned his back slightly.

Duan Yu, who held the knife, understood Zhang Jiao's intentions.

He stepped forward, holding the cold, horizontal sword in his hand, and stood before Zhang Bao.

"You...you can't kill me!"

Even as he faced certain death, fear still flickered in Zhang Bao's eyes.

"Whatever he can give you, I can give you too!"

"Don't kill me. I can let you lead troops and conquer Luoyang. I can give you half of the country."

"I......"

brush!

Duan Yu's blade swept past.

All the expressions on Zhang Bao's face froze the moment Duan Yu's blade flashed across his face.

ended.

Zhang Jiao, with his back to Zhang Bao's corpse, took a deep breath and his body swayed slightly.

...........

With the deaths of Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang, the Yellow Turban army in Xiaquyang City was left leaderless.

Zhang Jiao was nominally the founder of the Way of Peace, so he faced almost no resistance when he took over the Yellow Turban Army in Quyang.

As for Zhang Bao's trusted confidants whom he had nurtured and cultivated for many years, they were all killed by Zhang Xiu and the elite troops of Liangzhou after Zhang Jiao led the main force into Xiaquyang.

In a short time, the number of Yellow Turban soldiers in Xiaquyang surged to more than 200,000.

Moreover, right after Zhang Jiao took over the Yellow Turban army in Xiaquyang, another Yellow Turban army, led by its leader Cheng Zhiyuan, marched south from Youzhou and entered Jizhou.

This caused the number of Yellow Turban rebels in Ji Province to surge to over 300,000!

Moreover, the day after occupying Xiaquyang, Zhang Jiao sent a message throughout the land, inviting believers of the Way of Peace from Yanzhou and Qingzhou to come to Jizhou.

In an instant, when Zhang Jiao sent out this news, and when the news that hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers had gathered in Xiaquyang spread enthusiastically, the entire Ji Province was in turmoil.

Especially the states of Zhongshan and Changshan, which are close to Xiaquyang.

...........

Zhongshan State, Wuji County.

Wuji County is only a few dozen miles away from Xiaquyang.

Some time ago, when Quyang was occupied by Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang, Wuji County was filled with panic.

Because the Yellow Turban Army appeared near Wuji County from time to time, the city gates of Wuji County remained tightly closed.

However, for the past two days, the entire Wuji County has been shrouded in fear.

The number of Yellow Turban rebels in Xiaquyang has surged, and officials in Wuji County have begun to worry.

But what if the Yellow Turban Army marches north to attack Wuji County?

After all, hundreds of thousands of people need to eat and drink, and Wuji County also has the largest merchant family in the entire Jizhou, the Zhen family of Zhongshan, which has the most abundant wealth and resources in Jizhou.

In front of the gate of an independent courtyard in the rear residence of the Zhen family's fortified village.

A young general, barely twenty years old, holding a silver spear and dressed in a white robe, stood in front of the mansion.

In addition, several guards followed behind the young general.

It was approaching noon.

The gate of the courtyard is open.

Zhen Jiang, who had been under house arrest in the villa for more than a month, came out of the door with two maids.

Upon seeing Zhen Jiang, Zhao Yun, who was standing at the door, quickly bowed and greeted her, "Young Miss."

Zhen Jiang smiled and nodded: "Zilong, you've worked hard. I'm so grateful to you for the past month."

Zhao Yun scratched his head sheepishly.

"Why did Miss go out today?" Zhao Yun asked.

Zhen Jiang smiled and said, "Jia Dong sent someone with a message, saying that..."

At this point, a look of anticipation and longing appeared on Zhen Jiang's face.

"They say the former general is coming."