Martial Arts Crossover: Infiltrating a Girls' Chat Group at the Start

The general leading the Yellow Turban Army inserted the command flag to break the formation into the nodes of the formation, and then continuously extracted the essence and spirit of ordinary soldiers in the Yellow Turban Army through the basic formation to form a golden elephant that was 100,000 feet tall, which kept hitting the huge city wall with its tusks.

"Boom boom boom~"

The earth was trembling.

Lin Zhu could see it from afar and felt that the battles in the Southern Continent were far more exciting than the wars in the Heavenly Court. No wonder no demons or monsters dared to wreak havoc in the Southern Continent.

It should be noted that the Eastern Han regime was in a very weak state at the time, yet it still managed to produce such a scene.

In fact, Lin Zhu himself could also achieve the 100,000-zhang (approximately 66,000 meters) Dharma Heaven and Earth Formation.

With the blessing of the Golden Ape Dharma Image, it would be hundreds of thousands of feet, or even millions of feet.

Looking at the densely packed Yellow Turban Army, and how the Yellow Turban Army could actually form a power no less than the third realm of laws, Yuegui felt somewhat surprised.

"Little Bamboo, you humans are a bit scary. You're all just ordinary people, yet you can condense the power of the third realm of laws."

Lin Zhu nodded while observing with his Time and Space Creation Cycle Eye.

The key to this formation lies in the set of command flags, which were likely specially crafted by Zhang Jiao to break through the city-state formations of the major cities of the Han Dynasty.

Unfortunately, there were no countermeasures in Taiyuan City. If things continued like this, Taiyuan City would not be able to hold out for long.

The magic arrows have all been fired.

Only a few scattered arrows were shot out, but not many people were killed.

Lin Zhu only glanced at it before losing interest in the Yellow Turban Army's formation. He then turned his attention to searching for Ren Hongchang in Taiyuan City.

Using the location information in the chat group, he quickly found a little girl hiding in a cellar with her family. She was very delicate-looking, like a porcelain doll, both beautiful and cute.

But since Taiyuan City hasn't fallen yet, he can't get in.

Only after Taiyuan City falls can he sneak in and rescue Ren Hongchang.

With a loud "boom," the eastern city wall of Taiyuan City was breached, and a gap was opened in the city's protective formation, rendering the formation temporarily ineffective for three months.

"Kill!" Led by their leader, the Yellow Turban army marched towards Taiyuan City.

In an instant, the defending soldiers of Taiyuan City clashed with a massive number of Yellow Turban soldiers in close combat.

But there were too many Yellow Turban soldiers; they couldn't be killed off completely, and the defending soldiers were exhausted.

Lin Zhu couldn't change anything, so she could only quickly appear in front of Ren Hongchang and say, "Ren Hongchang, I'm here to save you."

Ren Hongchang looked up and felt that Lin Zhu was glowing. "Are you a deity?"

"I suppose so." Lin Zhu nodded. There was no time to explain now. The Yellow Turban Army was very close to where Ren Hongchang lived. If they didn't leave soon, the Yellow Turban Army would attack.

Ren Hongchang looked at his parents and siblings, "Then, God, can you save Hongchang's parents and brothers and sisters?"

At this moment, the people Ren Hongchang was talking about were stunned when they saw Lin Zhu's sudden appearance; the person in front of them was definitely not human.

Without saying a word, Lin Zhu used his "Hidden Universe in Sleeves" technique to put all these people inside.

"No problem, you can come in with me. How about it?"

Ren Hongchang had no objection, he simply nodded, "Thank you, Immortal Brother."

Lin Zhu also packed them in, intending to take them back to Jiuyuan City, and then get them identities and some land.

Actually, Ren Hongchang wasn't in any particular danger at this moment; she just sensed the danger, which could be considered a kind of talent.

Just after Lin Zhu rescued her, an army led by a middle-aged or elderly scholar was fighting against the Yellow Turban Army in the city.

"Those Yellow Turban rebels, if you want to invade Taiyuan, you'll have to get past me, Prince Shi, first."

The sound was not far from Lin Zhu, and he heard it.

"Prince Shi, Wang Yun, right? So, this is where he took Diao Chan."

He glanced at Wang Yun curiously, and found him to be truly unremarkable, just an ordinary middle-aged or elderly man.

However, he made it sound good, but he relied entirely on the tens of thousands of soldiers below him to fight, and he himself didn't even know how to form a military formation.

If we hadn't been surrounded by these soldiers, we would probably be dead.

Fortunately, he also has the talent to buff the army, covering a range of up to 100 miles, and can continuously help the army recover its strength, about seven times.

This talent proved extremely useful when facing the Yellow Turban Army.

At least the soldiers don't have to worry about being exhausted when they kill the Yellow Turban rebels.

But you can't encounter too strong an opponent, otherwise you'll just be a silver spear with a wax body.

Taiyuan is too big; it would take the Yellow Turban Army at least a month to completely capture it.

The first step is to seize the core of the formation; the second step is to use the Yellow Turban's fortune to corrupt the core and make it our own; the third step is to restore the city's protective formation.

At that time, Taiyuan City will be at their mercy.

After the city fell, the surrounding villages of Taiyuan were ruthlessly destroyed, and most of the people hid in their cellars.

Those without a cellar basically lost their lives.

In an instant, blood flowed like a river.

Most of them were from the Yellow Turban Army.

But the Yellow Turban leaders didn't care at all. They were just ragtag soldiers. Once they captured Taiyuan, they could have as many of these ragtag soldiers as they wanted.

They possess the teaching skills of Zhang Jiao, and can draw talismans that dissolve in water. As long as ordinary people drink it, they can become one of them.

That's how the Yellow Turban Army grew in strength.

At this time, the Yellow Turban Rebellion had only been going on for a year, and there were still three years, or even longer, to go.

But Liu Hong felt he was about to collapse; if things continued like this, he might not live another ten years.

He then ordered Lu Zhi, Huangfu Song, Zhu Jun, and others to expedite the suppression of the Yellow Turban Rebellion.

On the other side, Zhang Jiao had not expected that maintaining such a massive Yellow Turban army would be so taxing, and with the Yellow Turban's fortune growing heavier, his body was also starting to feel the strain.

In the end, he overestimated himself.

Not to mention that the Yellow Turban Army is still expanding, even if we maintain the status quo, I only have two years left.

Time was of the essence, and he decided to take a desperate gamble.

Chapter 848 Some things shouldn't be said carelessly

Taking advantage of the battle between the Yellow Turban Army and the Taiyuan garrison, Lin Zhu quickly fled.

Laurel sat on his shoulder and asked, "Why did you save that little guy?" She pointed to Lin Zhu's sleeve.

Lin Zhu kept everyone in suspense, then smiled and said, "There's a connection between us."

"It's that mysterious thing again," Yuegui muttered, then didn't ask any more questions.

Lin Zhu moved very fast, but just as they were about to leave the city, the Yellow Turban Army completed the closing of their formation.

The Yellow Turban leader roared, "We respectfully invite the Yellow Heaven to descend!"

With a dragon's roar, a yellow dragon appeared in the sky above Taiyuan City, and then transformed into a Taoist priest dressed in a yellow robe. This was Zhang Jiao's incarnation of destiny.

As Zhang Jiao's incarnation of destiny descended, the destiny of Taiyuan City also condensed. This was the destiny of the Han Dynasty, but what condensed was not a red dragon, but a red leopard.

Holding his staff, Zhang Jiao let out a loud shout. Before the Red Leopard could fully materialize, the staff transformed into a magical blade of energy, slashing towards the point where the Red Leopard connected with Luoyang.

The red leopard that was about to solidify dissipated, and Zhang Jiao's body trembled, but he was still able to hold on.

He looked towards Taiyuan City, and his attention was immediately drawn to Lin Zhu. He looked at Lin Zhu across tens of millions of miles and said, "Fellow Daoist, you seem to be quite special."

Neither the Yellow Turbans nor the Taiyuan defenders knew who Zhang Jiao was talking to.

Lin Zhu cupped his hands in greeting to the sky, "Greetings, Great Teacher. May I ask if you could make way for me?"

Zhang Jiao did not agree, but instead asked, "Fellow Daoist, would you be willing to join my Yellow Heaven Army?"

Lin Zhu shook his head, "I will not interfere in the affairs of Jambudvipa."

"Then I cannot let you leave." Zhang Jiao already sensed that his days were numbered. Lin Zhu's appearance in the Southern Continent meant that if he was not an ally, he could only be an enemy.

As for the enemy, he naturally intends to eliminate them.

He sensed a threat to the Yellow Turban Army from Lin Zhu.

If Lin Zhu had not cultivated the art of war, Zhang Jiao would not have had this feeling.

However, the problem is that Lin Zhu has cultivated the art of war, which could very well have a profound impact on the situation in Jambudvipa.

The Yellow Heaven exists, therefore Zhang Jiao had a very strong perception of the workings of Heaven and Earth, even more so than King Wen of Zhou.

King Wen of Zhou, one of the twelve sages of the human race, is currently in the ancestral temple of the human race, where he has attained the Primordial Dao Fruit. He has not yet realized the Chaos, nor is he in accordance with the Great Dao.

With Fuxi suppressing him, the Great Dao of Yi (the Book of Changes) is not within his reach.

Although it occupies only one character, the master of the great path of literature is Cangjie.

Even the founder of Confucianism had not yet achieved complete harmony with Confucianism and Taoism at this time; he had only attained a Hunyuan Dao Fruit and was still far from becoming a sage in Confucianism and Taoism.

That's a bit of a tangent.

Lin Zhu, using Zhang Jiao's aura to prevent himself from leaving, laughed and said, "Does the Great Teacher think you can stop me in this state?"

As he spoke, he took out the Crimson Dragon Bright Silver Spear.

The use of the shuo and the gun has a lot in common, and it can even be said that the shuo is a type of gun.

Lin Zhu had also learned marksmanship. Moreover, in the path of martial arts, no matter what weapon one practices, the ultimate goal is the same.

He can use a sword and a knife, so naturally he can also use a gun and a spear.

"Fight! Fight! Fight him!" Yuegui seemed very excited, as if she wanted to stir up trouble.

Seeing Lin Zhu reveal his strength, Zhang Jiao's expression also became extremely solemn. "Then this humble Daoist will test your strength, fellow Daoist."

Having said that, he raised his staff high, shouting, "Thunder God, help me!"

Lin Zhu was dumbfounded. You old man, you're really wicked. You're using magic out of the blue.

The Thunder God Zhang Jiao spoke of was not the Thunder God of Heaven, but rather the Thunder God of the Yellow Heaven that he constructed using his own fortune. He used his fortune to condense the power of blood and evil, summoning true blood and evil thunder to destroy enemies.

Without saying a word, Lin Zhu thrust his spear straight forward, instantly exhausting all the blood-fiend power within him, transforming into a blood dragon. The blood dragon soared into the sky, angrily questioning all living beings.

The dragon opened its mouth and swallowed all the Blood Fiend True Lightning, then rapidly expanded.