Horses are like dragons, and they will be like tigers.

The White Horse Righteous Servant, the Great Axe Army, and the Trap Camp swept towards the city like three thunderbolts.

Lu Bu and Ma Chao fought for thirty or fifty times, and they were so entangled that they couldn't get out, while Cao Xing and Cheng Lian were overwhelmed by Ma Yunlu and Pang De respectively, where could they take care of the soldiers under the city.

"Arrows!"

There is no general in Shu, and Liao has become a pioneer.

Belch? At this moment, Liao Hua doesn't seem to have shown up yet, okay, there are no tigers in the mountains, and the monkey is the king. Several "monkeys" stood helplessly in the position of command.

With the angry shouts of these monkeys, the Xiliang soldiers bent their bows and arrows one after another, and the tooth-sore screams were connected, and a branch of Senmang swept up in the hands of the Xiliang soldiers, shooting frantically towards the menacing iron horse waves.

Dense as locusts, intertwined into rain.

The sharp arrow cluster ruthlessly pierced the body of the first few white horse righteous soldiers, and the war horse under the crotch did not escape the catastrophe, and one arrow cluster after another was inserted into the head. The war horse neighed, his eyes were bleeding and he fell to the ground, and the soldiers were also swept down, like several boulders smashed forward, raising dust in the sky.

Hmph, the little monkey can still turn the sky upside down!

"Guns!"

Zhao Yun knocked an arrow in front of him with a shot, and let out a long roar when he looked up to the sky, and a trace of hideous and murderous intent floated on his elegant jade-like cheeks.

Zhou Cang, Zhao Hu, Zhao Ye and other white horses poked their hands behind their backs, and a three-to-five-foot-long iron spear was already in their hands. Then there was another gallop, and suddenly the reins were pulled, and the man was already standing high on horseback, and the iron spear in his hand flew from his hand like a wind.

"Spear!"

"Axe!"

Two more shouts rang out at the same time in the trapping camp and the big axe army, and the spears and short axes suddenly rose into the air, intertwined with the iron spears, and screamed heart-rending under the city of Chang'an, and galloped down the sky above everyone with bursts of cold.

The iron spear is like a cloud, the spear is like rain, and the short axe is like a waterfall.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The sound of sharp weapons penetrating into the bones continued, and the screams were endless. Layers of blood mist erupted in the Xiliang camp, and dozens, hundreds of warriors fell down one after another.

An adjutant general looked at the purgatory in front of him, his eyes were red, and his big hand was about to give another order. A white steed struck through the camp like lightning, and a bright silver spear slashed before his eyes. But I felt a chill in front of my eyes, the iron armor on my chest had been cut, and a stream of blood splashed out of my heart.

The adjutant general tried his best to raise his right hand and press it to his chest, one foot, eight inches, two inches, and he was about to press it on his chest, the expression on his face stiffened, and the strength of his body receded like a tide, and the deputy general slowly tilted to the side of the horse's back, and his huge body fell to the ground.

The war horse underground, stretched out his tongue and licked the body of the lieutenant, then raised his head and let out a mournful sound, and suddenly opened his four thick thighs and rushed out of the big formation in the middle of the formation, jumping into the moat and swimming towards the straight city gate.

"Shoot the arrows! Shoot the arrows! ”

"I told you to release your arrows!"

The puppet emperor looked at the bloody corpses all over the ground, retched for a while, stood up tenaciously on the city wall, clenched his teeth, and the anger in his heart gradually repelled the slightest timidity, and the anger in his eyes stared at Zhao Yun and the others without concealment, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out, making a roar like a wounded lion.

However, the warriors in the city were either frightened and frightened, or unwilling to aim the sharp arrows in their hands at the robes that were still struggling under the city, only dozens of people pulled up their longbows and shot a few arrows, but they fell under the city but could not hear a single movement.

However,

The killing continues.

Like Zhao Yun's White Horse Yicong, Gao Shun's trapping camp also encountered hard bones, but Gao Shun did not have the ability to take the head of Zhao Yun's million-dollar army, he only had a unique interpretation and interpretation on the battlefield.

"Crossbow Array!"

With Gao Shun's long shout, the sword and shield soldiers in the first two rows squatted down suddenly, the shields in their hands were firmly erected in front of the formation, but the crossbowmen in the middle took off the waist crossbow from their waists. A crossbow in hand, I have it in the world. There was a sudden thud, and hundreds of crossbow arrows whistled into the crowd in front of them.

"Spear array!"

Without waiting for the crossbow arrows to land, Gao Shun shouted angrily again, the crossbowmen in the middle of the sword and shield soldiers in the front row generally separated from the middle Huo Ran, and the spearmen in the back row rushed forward, shouting "Trapped in Lingyun, there is no advance or retreat", the spear in his hand was sharp, and a little cold light disappeared into the chest of the remaining Xiliang warriors in front of him.

Gao Ran also wielded the big axe in his hand, slashing left and right, rampage, and there was no one under his command at all.

The big axe army under his command is like their commander, the short axe in his hand shoots the bow left and right, and every time he rises and falls, there will always be a scream and a puddle of blood.

They killed from front to back, and then from right to left, hundreds of Xiliang soldiers fled for their lives under their axes, and fell into the moat one after another, and the blood splattered from their chests, backs, arms and thighs dyed the moat as red as the remnant sun.

There was a dead silence in the city and under the city!

Yu Lin Jun and Zhi Jinwu usually look majestic and majestic, and when they walk, they seem to be as proud as a rooster in battle, but where have they ever seen such a bloody and cruel scene, one by one like frost-beaten eggplants drooping their heads.

Dong Cheng and Fu Wan were also shocked by the coldness, coldness, coldness, coldness and even cold-bloodedness of the White Horse Yicong, the trapped camp and the Big Axe Army, and they were speechless for a while. And the puppet emperor who was still in excitement and anger at the head of the city also fell silent, his eyes full of fear and unwillingness.

Only a hundred and ten brave soldiers stood out in the middle, their eyes full of shock, fire and even yearning.

Lu Bu looked at it with a burst of anger, those were the elite soldiers who had followed him for several years, and the brothers who had long been integrated into his life.

A long roar was like a dragon swimming in the sky, full of anger rushed out of Lu Bu's head, he abandoned any moves, and directly filled his arms with the power of his whole body to round Fang Tian's halberd, and smashed it towards Ma Chao again and again.

Split Huashan!

Tarzan is at the top!

Thunder falls!

Pangu opens the sky!

One force will drop ten!

One move after another, like a blue sea tide. The halberd shadows in the sky turned into green dragons, opened their bloody mouths and cruelly swallowed the wild wolf into their mouths, and slammed viciously into the tiger's head and golden spear.

The stars splashed and the clanged constantly.

The wolf shadow kept retreating, wailing, and fading, leaving only Ma Chao panting and unyieldingly raising the golden gun above his head again and again.

Until the next moment, there was another sound of Jin Ge, and the war horse under Ma Chao's crotch could no longer withstand such a force, and fell to the ground with a wail, Ma Chao hurriedly jumped forward with his feet, but felt that his feet were soft, and he almost fell into the mud.

Before he could stand still, he heard an angry shout in his ear, and Fang Tian's halberd fell from his head again, slashing the ground with a sound of sea water, and revealing the wind and the three-inch yin wind.

There was no sea and no wind, but there were several thunders and lightnings, thunder and lightning from above the nine heavens. Its speed and strength have far exceeded Lu Bu's daily level, this is Lu Bu's hateful blow, and it is also Lu Bu's anger that has been suppressed for a long time.

Ma Chao quickly stood up and raised the golden gun above his head again

, but his arms were already weak, and even faintly trembling, which was a sign of detachment. Ma Chao was also very clear, but he was helpless, his eyes were still burning with fierce fighting spirit and unwillingness.

Seeing that Ma Chao was about to die under Lu Bu, "Zheng! Zheng" Two pleasant Jin Ge sounds sounded overhead, a bright silver spear and a truncated broadsword were already blocking Lu Bu's Fang Tian Painting Halberd.

Zhao Zilong? Pang Lingming?

Lu Bu's eyes were locked tightly on the two of them, and scorching flames erupted from his eyes.

"Whoosh! Sou! ”

Two more dull voices sounded beside him, and the two figures tied up with flowers were thrown directly at the feet of the red rabbit horse, and they were none other than Cao Xing and Cheng Lian, the generals under the command of Lu Bu.

The two were covered in dust, their armor was torn, their hands were tightly tied behind them with a rope, and their faces were decadent.

Zhao Zilong dragged the bright silver spear in his hand to the ground, glanced coldly at Lu Bu and the three of them, and shouted: "Lu Fengxian, you are a first-class military general in vain, and you don't know how to use it on the right path, but you don't know how to use it for the tiger, and it is really difficult to become a big weapon."

I was going to take your life here, but the lord has an order, for the sake of Chang'er's love back then, I will spare your life for the time being, if you do it again next time, you will not be spared! , don't let us bump into you next time! ”

"Zheng!"

After finishing speaking, a cymbal roar in the camp spread in all directions, and the white horse Yicong, the big axe army, and the soldiers in the trapping camp were in an orderly manner under the command of Zhou Cang, Gao Shun, Gao Ran and others, and they pulled out their respective blades from the enemy in front of them, and turned their heads and ran back to the formation neatly.

When I looked back again, I still had a flat, cold look.

……

In front of the towering straight city gate, on the banks of the winding moat, the corpses of more than 1,000 Xiliang soldiers were lying horizontally and vertically. As for the soldiers under Wang Li's command or the wounded soldiers in Lu Bu's tent, they had been brought back by their own people, leaving only the corpses of these soldiers floating in the remnant sun and cold wind, accompanied by only the blood of the stumps, the broken swords and blades, the cool breeze under Chang'an City and the red on the top of the Qinling Mountains.

The yellow rooster Cui Xiao is ugly, and he is urging the west to go before the day.

It was three o'clock in the hour, the sun was shining, the warm sun was gradually sinking in the west, the clouds in the distance were dyed blood-red, the trees and firs, the murmuring moat, and the hissing crows fell on the remains of the soldiers from time to time.

The straight gate fell with a "clang", closing the dusk out of the city.

Zhao Yun, Ma Chao, Pang De, Zhang Liao, and Ma Yunlu were still standing outside the city, standing on the field that had long been invaded red by blood.

"Brother Zhao, then Lu Bu recognizes the thief as his father, he has no faith and no righteousness, why don't you behead him under the horse today?" Ma Yunlu stroked the green silk in his ears and looked at Zhao Yun's expression.

Zhao Yun shook his head and stared at the ancient city of Chang'an: "My brother told me that some people are alive, but he is dead; Some people are dead, and he is still alive; Some people are dead than alive; Some people are alive, but it is far better than dead! ”

"For example, Dong Zhuo, such as Lu Bu, Cao Xing and Cheng Lian?"

"The world is chaotic because of Emperor Ling, and it is divided because of Dong Zhuo. So, he was dead when he was alive, and when he died, it was far more useful than being alive. In the same way, Lu Bu, Cao Xing and others are dead, but if they are alive, they may be more useful than dead! ”

Of course, there may also be the puppet emperor who is blinded by power and wants to revive the royal family.

Zhao Yun turned around, turned his back to the ancient city and looked at Guanshan in the distance, and saw that the last touch of red in the sky had disappeared, and only a faint shadow was left in the towering Qinling Mountains, and sighed leisurely: Let's go, this Chang'an City has also fallen into dusk like this Qinling Mountains and the Han Dynasty!