Section 32: The Lord is in a panic (ask for collection, flowers)

Guan Yan turned his head to look at the people behind him, all of them were ragged and gray-headed. Ji Ling was burned off by the fire, and half of his hair was lost; Zhou Cang was hit by an arrow in his arm, and he was grinning in pain at this time; Pei Yuanshao's body was burned by the fire, and his bare skin and flesh were already slightly charred, and it could be seen from his expression that his pain at this time was no less than Zhou Cang's.

Looking at the soldiers behind him who had just left the sea of fire, the number was less than two thousand, and they were supporting each other crookedly, almost all of them were hanging colors. Just now, I just didn't care about the injuries on my body, but now as soon as the strings of my brain are loosened, the wounds on my body begin to hurt hotly, and for a while, the wails are all over the valley.

Guan Yan sighed, now there is only deep guilt and self-blame in his mind, and three thousand people died in less than half an hour! If it weren't for his own will, 3,000 people would not have died! If it weren't for the fact that his mind was only concerned with revenge, 3,000 people would not have died!

The first battle was like this, how to face Tian Kai in the future? How to face Uncle Zhong? How to deal with the soldiers who follow them?

"General be careful!" Ji Ling grabbed Guan Yan's arm, pulled it back hard, and the wind-breaking arrow grazed Guan Yan's sideburns and flew behind him, sticking deep into the ground.

Guan Yan touched the blood flowing from the scratches on his sideburns, looked up and saw that thousands of people and horses were quickly arrayed from both sides of the valley to the center of the valley mouth. The shieldmen were in front, the spearmen were behind, and the archers, who were in the majority, were ready to bend their bows in the back.

Chen Deng said: "The lord charges quickly, don't make his formation well, choose one point and attack it!" ”

Guan Yan's eyes widened angrily: "Du Yuan dog thief, take your life!" With that, he bled up his spirits and urged the horse to lead the crowd forward to kill. Du Yuan's arrow just now almost cost Guan Yandi's life, how could Ji Ling, Pei Yuanshao, and Zhou Cang still let Guan Yan be in danger? They all accelerated and rushed to the front of Guan Yan, Du Yuan put down the strong bow in his hand, and sneered: "The dying man is trying to take advantage of his tongue!" As he spoke, he raised his right hand and fell down fiercely: "Release the arrow!" ”

There was another rain of arrows, and dozens of people fell on Guan Yan's side, and now the situation is far away, and he has already taken advantage of the number of people.

By the time Guan Yan and the others rushed to Du Yuan's battle, more than 200 people had already been killed or wounded.

The shield bearers in front of the Yellow Turban Army are all strong people, and the big shield is more than 100 catties in front of the formation, and the pikemen behind the shield are harvesting the lives of the officers and soldiers one by one.

Finally, after all, the shield wall could not withstand the charge of the cavalry, and tore open a hole, and Ji Ling and Zhou Cang saw this and drilled into the Yellow Turban Army formation to be unstoppable, making the opening bigger and bigger. Pei Yuanshao delayed to avoid closing the mouth and prepared to answer Guan Yan.

Guan Yan, with his horse, thick armor, the advantage of a sword and a strong body, can also kill in the chaos of the army. Look at the yellow scarves wrapped around their foreheads and the armor on their bodies. Guan Yan thought: Once upon a time, I was also dressed up like this, also called the Yellow Turban Army, but in the end, you betrayed me and betrayed my father! Thinking of this, Guan Yan added even more strength in his hands, and ruthlessly harvested the lives of these former robes. Suddenly, I heard Pei Yuanshao shouting not far away: "Major General, break through from here!" ”

Guan Yan followed the sound and looked at it, Zhou Cang and Ji Ling led hundreds of elites to kill in the Yellow Turban Army Formation like crazy demons, and Pei Yuanshao took dozens of Yellow Turban wrestlers to cover up and kill, trying to maintain the bloody path of killing.

Guan Yan pulled the reins and waved his sword: "All the soldiers come with me!" With that, he urged the horse to rush in the direction of Pei Yuanshao.

Du Yuan was commanding the Yellow Turban Army to try to plug this gap, as soon as he heard Pei Yuanshao's shouting, he hurriedly followed Pei Yuanshao's gaze, Guan Yan's figure was running towards the gap, Du Yuan panicked, can he not let the tiger return to the mountain! Du Yuan loudly ordered the guards: "Take my five-stone strong bow!" ”

Du Yuan usually only uses a three-stone strong bow, not that he can't use a five-stone strong bow. However, the five-stone strong bow consumes too much essence and energy, and it takes three days to recuperate before sending an arrow can recover its vitality.

The last time he was in a hurry, he didn't bring a bow and arrows with him, and today Du Yuan made up his mind to let Guan Yan be buried here after three days of prostration.

Du Yuan held a swarthy five-stone strong bow and mounted a giant wolf's tooth arrow with the thickness of his thumb. Breathing softly for a moment, the arrow slowly aimed at Guan Yan's galloping figure. As the bowstring was pulled back, the bow body slowly deformed, and the gurgling sound came from the strong bow, but it did not affect Du Yuan's gaze at Guan Yandi's eyes in the slightest.

Guan Yan was less than a zhang away from Pei Yuanshao, Du Yuan's arm gradually had a trembling feeling, a drop of sweat slowly slipped from his forehead, and was falling on the bowstring, at this moment, boom~, the bowstring scattered the dripping sweat without a trace, and the giant wolf tooth arrow on the string turned into a terrible black shadow and flew towards Guan Yan!

The sound of the strings of the five-stone strong bow was unusual, Zhou Cang, Ji Ling, and Pei Yuanshao all looked at the place where the sound came from in surprise, and between the lightning and flint, the three of them shouted at the same time: "General be careful!" "How can Zhou Cang Ji Ling be far away, and he is powerless. Pei Yuanshao, who was closest to Guan Yan, was stunned, and without thinking about it, he flew and pounced on Guan Yan......

The arrows of the wolf's tooth arrows effortlessly penetrated Pei Yuanshao's armor, piercing straight out from his back to his chest. The swarthy arrow didn't seem to have enjoyed the taste of blood, and flew towards Guan Yan with Pei Yuanshao's corpse hideously.

With a muffled snort, Guan Yan was knocked off the horse by Pei Yuanshao's body, and the two fell to the ground, but their bodies were not separated. It wasn't until the wolf's tooth arrow pierced Guan Yan's chest that the strength on the arrow dissipated. But Guan Yan and Pei Yuanshao couldn't be separated like nails.

"Lord!" "General!" "Major General!" Seeing this, Zhou Cang, Ji Ling, Chen Deng, and all the Yellow Turban wrestlers hurriedly shouted loudly.

Guan Yan spit out a mouthful of blood, pressed his arm against Pei Yuanshao, and said weakly: "Yuan Shao, Yuan Shao." Pei Yuanshao just lay on Guan Yan's body, Guan Yan tilted his head with difficulty, Pei Yuanshao's mouth kept overflowing blood, although his eyes were angry but lifeless, Pei Yuanshao was pierced through his heart by this powerful arrow, and the person was already dead!

Guan Yan couldn't help but burst into tears, endured the pain in his heart, and wanted to push Pei Yuanshao's body away. He understands that this is not the time for pain, and it is important to break through the encirclement first.

How could he gently push Pei Yuanshao's corpse, but the corpse drove the arrow to stir in the wound on Guan Yan's chest, making Guan Yan feel painful. tried several times, but the heart-rending pain made Guan Yan give up.

Several pushes made Guan Yan cough up a few mouthfuls of blood again, he raised his head slightly, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zhou Cang, Ji Ling, and Chen Deng leading dozens of yellow turban wrestlers to kill in his direction frantically.

But back and forth, all the soldiers were tired, but everyone was desperate to save Guan Yan, and for a while, the Yellow Turban Army was defeated and retreated, but after all, the disparity in numbers was too great, and after the Yellow Turban Army was surrounded again, Zhou Cang Jiling and others also had the appearance of the end of the crossbow, panting.

Guan Yan raised his head with difficulty, looking at Zhou Cang Jiling in the crowd with more and more wounds; Chen Deng was also disheveled, his face was hideous, and the blood from the wound had dyed the green robe ink; And the yellow turban wrestlers around them also fell one by one.

Guan Yan exhaled, flattened his head and neck, closed his eyes, and tears mixed with blood fell from the corners of his eyes.

After a while, Guan Yan endured the pain, took a long breath, and shouted loudly: "All the generals break through quickly, don't worry about me!" Avenge me in the future! ”

How could everyone give up easily, but they just fought harder in the direction of Guan Yandi. For a while, the battle became more intense, and the casualties on both sides were more serious Du Yuan witnessed everything behind the battle, thinking: Guan Yan is not dead, these people are bound to kill back to rescue Guan Yan, according to Zhou Cang's desperate killing methods, even if they are killed in the end, I don't know how many more people will die on my side, and I have to cut off their thoughts in order to reduce casualties.

Thinking of this, Du Yuanqiang cheered up and picked up the spear, kicked the horse's belly fiercely, and pointed the gun at Guan Yan, who was not far away, and shouted: "Guan thief, take your life!" ”

Du Yuan was getting closer and closer, Guan Yan even saw the hideous smile on Du Yuan's face, Zhou Cang, Ji Ling, Chen Deng and others screamed Guan Yan couldn't listen to it, at this time Guan Yan had no fear of death in his heart, he looked at the sky weakly, a line of geese slowly flew south, Guan Yan slowly closed his eyes, and muttered: "I'm going back......"

Just as the spear in Du Yuan's hand was stabbing at Guan Yanmian's door, a short spear flew from the back of the Yellow Turban Army and flew towards Du Yuan's back with great force.

Du Yuan had already heard the sound of breaking the air behind him, but the previous arrow had exhausted all his energy, and he was barely able to kill Guan Yan, who couldn't move, but he had more than enough strength to dodge this short spear.

Poor Du Yuan could only watch as the short spear plunged into his neck, flew out with his body, and was nailed to the ground fiercely.

Du Yuan spat blood, grabbed the short spear stuck in his neck with both hands, and wanted to say something but was stuck back by the gushing blood, Du Yuan's body twitched twice, and gradually stopped moving. It's just that his round eyes are still telling about his unwillingness to ......

Before the Yellow Turban Army could see the scene of Du Yuan's death, a roar attracted their attention.

"The lord is in a panic, Zang Ba is here!"

------------ next section, Brother Yun appeared, begging for flowers, begging for collections-----------------------------------