Chapter 401: Division of Merit and Zhang Jiao's Helplessness

"General Shang!"

At this time, Lu Bu and Zhao Yun arrived on galloping horses. Lu Bu looked at Zhang Liang's corpse on the ground, and then at Shang Ji, his face was extremely ugly!

And Zhao Yun stood silently behind Shang Ji, holding the gentian gun tightly.

If it wasn't for the fact that the two of them got along fairly well during this period of time, Lu Bu might have turned his face right now!

"Hahaha, Fengxian should be the first to kill the Yellow Turban bandit chieftain in this battle! I will report to the court later that it was Fengxian who shot dead the fleeing bandit leader Zhang Liang with one arrow!"

Shang Ji laughed, looked at Lu Bu and said.

"Huh? General Shang's words are serious?"

Lu Bu was taken aback when he heard the words, and looked at Shang Ji in disbelief.

"You are not joking, it is hard to chase after the general once said, what? Does Feng Xian still believe in the general?"

The big head has already been eaten by himself, so it doesn't matter if you leave some soup for Lu Bu. Objectively speaking, without Lu Bu and his eight generals in this battle, Zhang Liang may not be able to be dealt with in this battle. Shang Ji's killing of Zhang Liang is also a very obvious suspicion of head-grabbing.

In addition, as the commander-in-chief and front-line commander of this war, Shang Ji will take the biggest share of the credit no matter what. Isn't this the place where the commander-in-chief of the coalition that spent a lot of money was planned?

No matter how conspicuous Lu Bu's performance was, when others mentioned the battle, they also said, "Oh? Lu Bu? Is that the fierce general who killed the moth thief Zhang Liang under the command of General Dangkou?"

"Ah? No, no! It's just that Bu felt a little surprised. In fact, the general contributed the most to this battle. No general personally took risks to lure the enemy. It wasn't the general who came up with this clever plan. How could Zhang Liang be killed? Bu Ju It's really not appropriate to make the first contribution, why don't you share the credit equally with the general?"

Originally thought that Shang Ji was going to grab the credit, and it was very possible to turn his face on the spot with Lu Bu's temper, but in the end, Shang Ji directly gave the first credit to Lu Bu.

Lu Bu is a typical temperament who prefers softness to toughness, so he suddenly felt embarrassed, but turned down politely with a humble face.

"Hahaha, the water that I said was poured out, this is Fengxian's work, and no one can change it!" Shang Ji laughed, looking at Lu Bu and said.

"This...isn't it right?" Lu Bu was still refusing, but his attitude was no longer resolute. This first achievement was still quite attractive to him.

"If Fengxian doesn't mind, then give me the spoils of Zhang Liang. Zhang Liang's head belongs to Fengxian, and the body belongs to me. How about it?"

"It's all at the command of the general!"

Seeing Shang Ji's sincere attitude, Lu Bu cupped his fists respectfully at Shang Ji, and replied loudly.

"Okay, hurry up and clean up the battlefield, let's go back quickly, maybe the Yellow Turban Army has already heard the news that Zhang Liang was ambushed, and they are rushing to help at this time!"

"Yes, yes, it is better to return to the camp as soon as possible!" Lu Bu nodded repeatedly when he heard the words, and he was also afraid that the credit he had won would be lost, so it would be better to return to the camp as soon as possible.

There was nothing to clean up here, so Shang Ji directly put Zhang Liang's body, together with the knocked magic sword and the short sword that had just been pulled out of his body, into the Qiankun fortune ring and opened up a separate space for preservation.

The only trophy left is Zhang Liang's war horse!

Lu Bu was keen on this war horse, but he had just reached an agreement on the division of interests with Shang Ji, and he thought he had taken advantage of it, so he was embarrassed to ask for the war horse again.

Shang Ji saw the eagerness in Lu Bu's eyes clearly, and had an idea in his heart, but the time is not ripe now, let's talk about it later!

While Shang Ji killed Zhang Liang here, the other two battlefields also came to an end.

Huangjin Xianwu lost Zhang Liang's presidency. Facing twice the force advantage and the pincer attack of more than a dozen historical generals, the entire army was quickly wiped out.

The 20,000 Yellow Turban heavy cavalry that Cao Xing, Lu Kuang and others were in charge of attacking were also declared destroyed.

With the same strength, the carefully selected black-armored Xuanqi and Bingzhou wolf cavalry led by several historical generals attacked the 20,000 elite Yellow Turban Army, which was naturally straightforward.

After learning about the battle situation through the communication stone, Shang Ji directly ordered to clean up the battlefield quickly, and then return to the camp as soon as possible!

Zhang Liang's death, no one is sure how the Yellow Turban Army will react. If Zhang Jiao insists on avenging his brother in a flash of enthusiasm, leaving Lu Zhi in Handan City alone and leading the army to attack Shang Ji, then Shang Ji will escape in embarrassment. There is no other way!

No matter what, go back to camp and get ready!

Half an hour after Shang Ji left, 20,000 elite troops galloped by. If you observe carefully, you will find that these troops are not inferior to the elite Huangjin Xianwu led by Zhang Liang before, and the two leaders are Zhang Bao and Zhang Bao. horn!

Zhang Jiao looked around the surrounding environment, his face was gloomy and terrifying.

"Brother Liang should have been killed here. It was half an hour ago, and we are still late!"

"Brother, do you know who did it?"

Zhang Bao's eyes were red, his teeth were clenched, and he asked angrily.

Zhang Jiao didn't speak when he heard the words, his eyes were tightly closed, and he pinched the curse seal in his hand to calculate.

This kind of calculation consumes quite a lot of mind and mana. Normally, Zhang Bao would have started to stop Zhang Jiao's behavior, but today he turned a blind eye.

After a while, Zhang Jiao's face quickly changed from rosy to sallow, and then Zhang Jiao stopped deduction and opened his eyes, exhaled a foul breath and said slowly: "Shang Ji, the alien, and Lu Bu, the God of War!"

"What to do, brother?"

Although it had been expected, Zhang Bao was still a little overwhelmed after confirming that the murderers were these two!

Originally, according to their temperament, they naturally wanted to avenge their brothers. The Yellow Turban Army has been in trouble for so long, and the journey has been smooth, and no important general has sacrificed yet.

Not to mention the seven or eight historical generals who were sacrificed and captured in one breath today, even the No. 3 commander of the Yellow Turban Army was killed. If you don’t take revenge, others will think that the Yellow Turban Army is over!

However, these two are really difficult to deal with!

There are more than 300,000 high-level cavalry in total. If they want to leave, even Zhang Jiao has no good way!

"call……"

Zhang Jiao closed his eyes and meditated for a while, then let out a deep breath and said, "A Bao, there are only five days left!"

Zhang Bao's face froze when he heard the words, he naturally knew what "only five days left" meant.

"Then it's so cheap for them?" Zhang Bao glanced at the direction of Shang Ji's army, and asked angrily.

There was a wry smile on the corner of Zhang Jiao's mouth, and he said in a low voice: "Brother Liang is too careless! We think that if we have luck, we can forget about it. We can't repeat the same mistakes. Besides, we don't have time. If we miss this opportunity, we will never recover. Once successful, it is not easy to avenge Brother Liang?"

"It's cheap for these thieves!" Zhang Bao's face immediately became more ugly when he heard this, he looked at Zhang Jiao, then looked at the sky, and finally looked at the direction of Shang Jijun angrily, and then savagely whipped the horse away. back!

The corners of his mouth were open, but in the end he didn't say anything, he waved his hand sullenly, and led people back to the Yellow Turban Camp.