Although the Dragon Sparrow Ring Head Knife is rare and precious, it is in the urban plane. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the Three Kingdoms Plane, compared to a hot weapon that can save lives at a critical moment, the Dragon Sparrow Ring Head Sword is really worthless.

Waving his hand to put the M60 general-purpose machine gun and 10,000 rounds of 7.62mm machine gun bullets that Zhang Long took out into the package, Qin Huan took Zhang Long to the barracks to recruit soldiers with a talisman.

Five minutes later, 2,000 cavalry, 8,000 infantry, a total of 10,000 Han troops, under the leadership of Qin Huan, drove towards the camp where the Yellow Turban Army of the Bocai Department was stationed.

Zhang Long was not in the team, he had already taken the first step, riding a biochemical steel armor Tyrannosaurus rex, like a silver lightning bolt, rushing towards the Yellow Turban Army camp of the Bocai Division.

It only took a minute for Zhang Long to arrive at the Yellow Turban Army garrison of the Bocai Division.

It was a tent that stretched for an unknown number of miles, with smoke curling and the smell of rice wafting through the air, and it was obvious that the Yellow Turban Army was burying the pot and making rice.

In the clearing, five or six yellow scarves surrounded a large cauldron in which white rice was boiled, and a layer of beef jerky was spread on top of the rice.

The aroma of rice is intertwined with the aroma of beef, and the saliva of five or six yellow scarves is flowing.

"Lao Chen, can you open the pot, I'm starving to death."

"Wait, what's the hurry, can I still give you food!"

"It's just that you eat the most at a time."

"Hey, I haven't tasted a woman for half a month, and I don't know when the commander of Bocai will be able to bring his brothers into the city to be happy!"

"It is estimated that the current Han army will be wiped out, and the commander of Bocai will attack the city of the Han army!

……

Five or six yellow scarves, you and I are chatting about the sky.

Suddenly, the cauldron in front of him shook back and forth, left and right, the earth shook, and everything in sight trembled.

"What's going on?"

"Hey, what's going on?"

"Ah, this, what!"

……

A Yellow Turban Army looked up, the whole person was stunned, and a tall monster appeared in front of him, all silver, with this hideous and terrifying head.

Before his shout could attract the other Yellow Turbans, a huge steel claw fell, snapping, and directly trampled the five or six Yellow Turban Army gathered together into meat patties.

Zhang Long turned over and jumped down, patted the head of the biochemical steel armor Tyrannosaurus rex, and said, "Go, Xiaoyin, open up and eat, and give me all the metal on the ground." ”

Roar!

The biochemical steel armor Tyrannosaurus rex raised its head and roared, opened its big mouth, slammed it, and put the weapon on the side of the yellow scarf into its mouth.

The metallic biochemical steel armor Tyrannosaurus rex was naturally sensitive to metal, and after hearing Zhang Long's order, he walked directly into the camp step by step.

The huge claws fell, and the Yellow Turban Army that could not be avoided became the souls of its feet, and the thick tail unconsciously swayed slightly, but the Yellow Turban Army that was touched was directly pumped and vomited blood and flew out.

The biochemical steel armor Tyrannosaurus rex walked leisurely and ate like a leisurely walk, and its eyes were only full of metal weapons.

Looking at this silver monster that suddenly appeared and broke in, the Yellow Turban Army in the camp was all frightened and fled in panic, and for a while, the entire Yellow Turban Army camp fell into a panic.

"Youkai, the monster that eats metal is here, everyone run for your life!"

Zhang Long hid in the Yellow Turban Army and yelled.

"Ah, it's a monster, run for your life, run for your life!"

"The silver monster is terrifying, big guy run away!

……

The Yellow Turbans fled in all directions, and some of the minor leaders drew their knives and cut down several Yellow Turbans, only to be hacked to death by the rioting Yellow Turbans before they could threaten them.

Roars, screams, and screams came and went, the Yellow Turban Army fled in all directions, and the whole camp was in chaos.

Central Shuai Tent.

The Yellow Turban Army Qu Shuai Bocai and more than a dozen general-level leaders were eating, and when they heard the noise outside, they all put down their dishes and chopsticks.

Bo Cai frowned, and said to the guards beside him: "Go out and see, what's going on outside!" ”

"Yes!"

The guards took the order, and soon ran in in a panic.

"Qu, Qu Shuai, monsters, there are monsters attacking the camp!"

"Youkai?"

Everyone was shocked, and hurriedly came out of the tent, and from a distance, Bo Cai and the others saw the biochemical steel armor Tyrannosaurus rex walking slowly in the camp.

Syllable!

With a flick of the thick tail of the biochemical steel armor Tyrannosaurus Rex, an unlucky Yellow Turban Army was drawn, flew up, exploded into several pieces in mid-air, and landed in front of Bo Cai and the others with a click.

Bo Cai and the others were all frightened, and they all looked at the biochemical steel armor Tyrannosaurus rex in the distance as if they were walking in their back garden.

"This, what kind of monster is this!"

One of the generals came back to his senses, his throat rolling, and he swallowed with a grunt.

"It's not a monster, it's my pet!"

A voice sounded, and Bo Cai and the others turned to look.

"Han Jun, you are Han Jun, you brought this monster here!"

"That's right!"

Bocai pulled out the ring knife at his waist and roared, "Kill him!" ”

One by one, the generals of the Yellow Turban Army pulled out the ring head knife on their waists, but before they could start to kill, the dragon bird ring head knife in Zhang Long's hand was already out of the sheath, and the whole person flashed like a whirlwind.

Click, long knife into the sheath.

Zhang Long stood with his back to Bocai and the others.

Blood lines appeared on the necks of Bo Cai and the others, first a trace, and then the crack became bigger and bigger, poof, blood gushed out like a spring, and thirteen heads flew up and fell almost at the same time.

With a wave of his hand, he put the heads of Bocai and the others into the package, Zhang Long dodged a few times, caught up with Xiaoyin, who was eating, and waved his hand to put it into the package.

Then he flipped his hand, and an M134 appeared in his hand, pulling the trigger at the sky.

Da Da Da ~ Tongues of fire spewed and machine guns roared.

Qin Huan, who got the order, was overjoyed, waved his hand, and roared: "Attack, kill me!" ”

Qin Huan held a spear in his hand, instigated his war horse, and rushed down the hill with 10,000 Han troops behind him.

Hoofs thunder!

The dust was flying, and the sound of thunderous hooves filled through the mountains and forests, startling the birds.

One by one, the horses covered in black iron armor broke through the smoke and dust and rushed into the Yellow Turban Army camp.

The knight on the horse was covered in black iron armor, and the eight-foot-long steel spear in his hand drooped slightly, aiming at the front.

Rumble!

Yellow and black collide together!

The Yellow Turban Army standing in front of the cavalry was directly smashed into flesh and blood.

The ironclad cavalry was like a black sharp knife, piercing the yellow clouds fiercely, and where they passed, the Yellow Turban Army fell in pieces, pointed by the spears, invincible.

With just one charge, the ironclad cavalry penetrated the Yellow Turban Army camp.

Behind them, thousands of corpses of the Yellow Turbans, blood soaked the ground.

The sound of hooves rushed like thunder, and under Qin Huan's command, the ironclad knights relined themselves and began their second charge.

"Kill!"

Qin Huan yelled.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

……

The black clouds were like knives, constantly shuttling and cutting through the Yellow Turban Army, the camp was in chaos, the leaders were all dead, the Yellow Turban Army had completely collapsed, and it was impossible to organize effective resistance.

The shouts of killing and screaming on the battlefield were intertwined, and under the charge of 2,000 ironclad cavalry, more than 40,000 Yellow Turban troops were cut into more than a dozen pieces, large and small.

The cavalry charged, and the infantry advanced.

The Yellow Turbans, who had lost their organization, became headless flies, and under the strangulation of cavalry and infantry, it was not long before they were all lying corpses, rivers of blood, staining the earth red.

Standing in the center of the battlefield, looking at the surrounding mountains of corpses and the sea of blood, Zhang Long felt that he had been baptized by war, transformed, grown, and fearless.