Looking at the crowd of yellow turban thieves in front of him, under the leadership of the yellow turban thieves, he was killed, and Le Jin, who was in front of the front army, his eyes flashed with battle intent, a little evil smile appeared on his face, his fierce body exuded a bad aura, and he held a black iron knife in his hand.

Quiet.

The soldiers of the first battalion under the command of Le Jin, holding steel knives and wooden shields, flashed with war intent in their eyes, and quietly stayed behind Le Jin and Pan Zhang, looking at the Yellow Turban thieves who rushed to kill.

"Array! Defend against the enemy......"

At this time, the soldiers of the Eagle Strike Battalion in the Chinese Army, under the sound of Wei Xu's shouting orders, quickly took off the feather arrows, and aimed at them with skillful bows, and then under the command of the military attachés of each qu, they organized waves of arrow rain attacks against the Yellow Turban thieves who had come to kill.

The battle between the two armies has never been a competition between a single branch of the armed forces, and the cooperation between the various arms under their command is the criterion for testing whether an army is strong or not.

Compared with the Yellow Turban thieves who were poorly coordinated, the soldiers of the battalions under Lu Bu have grown into a strong army with a hundred battles after experiencing the baptism of iron and blood!

On the cramped battlefield, the poorly equipped Yellow Turban thieves continued to fall in the face of this wave of arrow rain attacks, but more Yellow Turban thieves, driven by the Yellow Turban thieves, continued to rush towards the Han army in front of them.

"The Shadow Tiger Battalion is attacking!"

"The Milk Tiger Battalion is attacking!"

The soldiers of the Shadow Tiger Battalion and the Milk Tiger Battalion, which were divided into the left and right wings, under the command of Lu Qian, Li Dian, and Li Quan, brazenly launched an attack on the Yellow Turban thieves who had been killed.

It was like an offensive of the tide crashing on the shore, but after a few breaths, the Han army and the Yellow Turban thieves who came to kill were strangled together, and a strange hollow circle briefly appeared on the battlefield.

"Kill! Fuck these bitches! ”

The battlefield resounded with roars, the sound of soldiers, and the sound of arrows breaking through the air, because of this fierce battle, the air began to be filled with a strong smell of blood.

"Step into the white camp! Safari~"

Zhang Liao, who led his troops to the rear army, flashed with war intent in his eyes, looking at the increasingly fierce battlefield in front of him, the blood in his chest continued to surge, and when he saw the Yellow Turban thieves who were killed, there was a loophole in the right flank, and he waved the hook and sickle in his hand, and roared hysterically!

More than 800 soldiers of the White Battalion, under the leadership of Zhang Liao, rushed forward to charge the Yellow Turban thieves on the right wing!

Boom.

The earth is trembling.

With the addition of the soldiers of the Tabai Battalion, the already fierce battlefield was pushed to a high level at this moment. tide, there are tragic fights everywhere.

It's close.

It's close.

Le Jin's eyes flashed with devouring essence, and the blood in his chest continued to surge, looking at the approaching Yellow Turban Thieves in front of him, the evil smile on Le Jin's face became even stronger.

Zhang Liang, who had been filled with anger, led the elite of the Yellow Turban thieves under his command, and rushed straight at all costs, and the Han army in front of him who did not move was killed.

first scolded his eldest brother angrily before the battle, and then killed the three generals under his command one after another before the battle, no matter which one it is, Zhang Liang must make the annoying Han general pay for the blood debt!

One hundred steps.

Eighty steps.

Seventy steps......

As the elite of the Yellow Turban Thieves led by Zhang Liang continued to approach, the strange hollow circle that appeared on the battlefield was constantly shrinking, and Le Jin was constantly silently reciting the distance between the two sides in his heart.

When the elite of the Yellow Turban Thieves led by Zhang Liang was only sixty steps away from the first camp, he had been quietly watching the Yellow Turban Thieves kill Le Jin and moved.

"Go first!"

I saw Le Jin raise the black iron knife in his hand, his expression was solemn, his eyes were full of fierceness, and he shouted at the yellow turban thief in front of him: "Go to war!! ”

After saying this, I saw Le Jin rushing out first, the evil aura on his body made people dare not look directly, and more than 100 elites of the first camp followed closely behind him, and in just a few dozen steps, Le Jin did not have a few breaths of time, and rushed into the team of yellow turban thieves who were killed.

At this time, Le Jin was like a lion, opening his bloody mouth and constantly killing the yellow turban thief in front of him.

The fierce body bursts out with infinite power.

Everywhere he passed, the Yellow Turban Thieves were killed.

Under Lu Bu's command, Lejin's bravery is not the strongest among the generals, but with this brave heart, Lejin bursts out with a super sense of oppression.

The courage of the soldiers.

Seeing his own military general Le Jin, who was so fearless of death in front of the enemy, the soldiers who were affected by this were like a vicious wolf at this moment, constantly pounced on the elite of the Yellow Turban thieves.

"First to !!"

"First to !!"

Even though the battlefield was noisy, this roar still resounded in the sky.

Influenced by Le Jin, Pan Zhang, who was a little exhausted, was aroused at this moment, and led his subordinates to the elite of the camp first, and also launched a fierce attack on the yellow turban thieves in front of him.

At this time, the two generals Le Jin and Pan Zhang, like two steel knives, strangled the Yellow Turban thieves in front of them left and right.

Seeing the elite of the Yellow Turban thieves under his command, constantly being led by the two Han generals in front of him who were not afraid of death, leading the soldiers under his command, and constantly being killed, Zhang Liang's anger in his heart was even stronger.

At this time, Zhang Liang completely forgot his identity in his heart, regardless of the battle on the left and right wings, he only wanted to kill Le Jin and Pan Zhang in front of him.

"The head of the thief is right in front of you! With a certain ...... to kill the enemy" Le Jin's red eyes stared at Zhang Liang, who commanded the elite of the Yellow Turban Thieves under his command to rush forward to kill, the black iron knife in his hand, after killing several Yellow Turban Thieves one after another, the blade pointed directly at Zhang Liang, and shouted angrily.

At this moment, the battle has reached the most intense point, although the soldiers of the battalions under Lu Bu are far inferior to the Yellow Turban thieves led by Zhang Liang in terms of numbers, but under the leadership of the generals of the various departments, they burst out with super combat effectiveness.

In this cramped battlefield, it has long evolved into a Shura field, and at this time, for both sides, it is willpower that fights!

Whoever can make it to the end will have the last laugh.

The Tabai battalion led by Zhang Liao is constantly harvesting the lives of the Yellow Turban thieves on the right wing, which makes the Milk Tiger Battalion, which is ranked on the right wing, have entered a state of violence at this moment, and the Yellow Turban thieves in front of them are like sheep, let them be killed!

The battlefield has undergone subtle changes unconsciously.

Le Jin, who was covered with blood on his body, was like a Shura who had been killed from hell at the moment, and he was not afraid of left and right at all, and the black iron knife in his hand had already appeared in several gaps because of the continuous slashing, but Le Jin was still rushing forward to kill without fear of death!

On the chaotic battlefield, because the soldiers on both sides were entangled together, gaps appeared, and Zhang Liang was leading the elite of the Yellow Turban Thieves under his command at this moment to attack the Han army attacking left and right.

"Zhang Liang !!"

When he saw that Zhang Liang was leading his troops to kill his own soldiers, Lejin, who had already entered a state of violence, rushed up to kill regardless of it at this moment.

There are still dozens of elites who rushed up with Le Jin, and at this moment, Pan Zhang has also led his troops to rush to the rear of Le Jin, who was slashing and killing frantically.

Pan Zhang couldn't have imagined in his heart that this tough guy on weekdays would go crazy to this point on the battlefield.

If it weren't for the fighting spirit aroused in his heart, Pan Zhang didn't know where he was thrown by this crazy demon's Lejin.

Le Jin's roar made Zhang Liang, who was originally killing the enemy in front, stunned suddenly, and looked at it obliquely, but saw that Le Jin was not afraid of death and killed the elite of the Yellow Turban thieves who were blocking left and right.

"Come on!"

At this moment, Le Jin's eyes were full of blood, and his body exuded a fierce murderous aura, and he didn't care about the dozens of yellow turban thieves gathered around Zhang Liang, and he actually killed Zhang Liang directly.

Seeing Le Jin killing like this, Zhang Liang swelled up with fear in his heart, and until now, he has never met a Han general who is not afraid of death like Le Jin.

It's just that the situation at this moment can't allow Zhang Liang to think about it at all, the black iron knife in Le Jin's hand has been killed by Zhang Liang who is frightened, although this knife is full of gaps, but this does not affect Le Jin's play at all, and the fierce body gives Le Jin a strong space to move.

Although the elites of the yellow turban thieves on the left and right continued to kill, they were all repelled by Le Jin with the black iron knife, and at this moment Le Jin had only one goal.

That's it, Zhang Liang!

Looking at Zhang Liang in front of him, Le Jin, who was killed, his fierce body surged with infinite strength, his sharp eyes stared at Zhang Liang, and the black iron knife continued to attack Zhang Liang.

"Bell Bell Bell ......"

The sound of golden chimes continued to sound, seeing Le Jin's fierce offensive, Zhang Liang, who was holding a spear, continued to resist, but the attack that was more fierce than the other made Zhang Liang lose his courage at this time.

What kind of crazy person can attack so recklessly?

However, Lejin obviously will not give Zhang Liang the slightest chance.

"Die!"

Seeing through Zhang Liang's heart, Le Jin withdrew, and when Zhang Liang wanted to launch a counterattack, he directly rolled and approached Zhang Liang, and the black iron knife slashed away angrily, and directly cut off Zhang Liang's right leg!

"Ahh

The pain stimulated Zhang Liang's nerves at this moment, and then he was unstable and sat down directly on the ground, and Zhang Liang was holding his broken leg and roaring continuously.

Lejin, who was already approaching Zhang Liang, how could he let go of this excellent opportunity and cut off Zhang Liang's head with a direct angry split!

"The thief's first Zhang Liang is dead!!" Picking up the head of the horizontal eyebrows, Le Jin stood next to Zhang Liang's corpse that kept spurting blood, King Kong roared angrily!

"The thief's first Zhang Liang is dead!!" Seeing this, the soldiers who went to the camp first on the left and right hurriedly roared one by one.

The Yellow Turban thieves, who were originally full of fighting spirit, were afraid in their hearts after hearing such shocking news, and what they couldn't imagine was that their own extremely brave Rengong General could be killed by the Han general like this?

For a time, the situation on the battlefield was completely reversed!

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