"Report!"

"Report!"

A soldier stepped forward in a panic and saluted: "General, the city gate is in danger, I am afraid that it will not last for a stick of incense, and I hope the general will make a decision sooner." ”

"A stick of incense?"

"Da Lang, if you can't stop the enemy from attacking the city, order the army to leave and withdraw from Aofeng City immediately."

"Remember, burn all the grain and grass in the city!"

Yang Ye said hurriedly, only to see Yang Yanping holding tung oil high and pouring down to the city gate, and glanced sideways at Yang Yanzhao, he threw the torch in his hand into the flying tung oil and landed on the enemy rushing car.

The flames were in the sky and the smoke was filled, and Lu Bu knew that the city gate was about to be destroyed, and as long as he attacked again, he could break through the city.

Raise your hand and raise the halberd of the Heavenly Painting in your hand, slap the horse with your legs and gallop forward, and roared loudly: "All the soldiers listen to the order, and enter the city with the general, and enter the city of Chu State, money, beauties, everything, and everything will belong to you at that time." ”

At this time, Lu Bu didn't look like the commander of the three armies, but like a robber from a cottage, and the city in front of him was the target of their plunder.

When the army heard this, their morale was high, and they rushed forward frantically, completely fearless of life and death.

Money and beauty are always the driving force for people to move forward, no matter when and where, this is simply an eternal truth.

Seeing that the killing under the city was becoming more and more fierce, Yang Ye knew that the destruction of Aofeng City was a foregone conclusion, and turned to look at Yinglin.

The seventh son obeyed the order, burned the grain and grass in the city, and led the Yang family's vanguard army to stay behind. The old general Ying led the three armies to withdraw from Aofeng City immediately with the general. ”

It's not that Yang Ye is incompetent, and the Chu army can't fight, but that the Dongming army is twice as numerous as the Chu army, plus the ten demon generals, even if this Proud Wind City is deployed for many days, it can't stop them from moving forward.

"Father, ten miles outside the city, there is a valley called Burial Dragon Valley between Aofeng and Qinglan City, and our army can withdraw and ambush the Dongming army here."

"Burial Dragon Valley?"

"This is an excellent place, the three armies immediately withdrew from Proud Wind City and went to the Burial Dragon Valley to set up an ambush."

At the sound of an order, all the soldiers quickly retreated from the city, the strong wind roared past, and the flags were hunting.

..............

After a stick of incense.

The Dongming army broke through the city as desired, and the smoke billowed in the city, but there was no figure of the Chu army, Lu Bu, Li Dao, Guo Yan, Pang De, and Wei Wentong stood on the long street, looking around with their eyes and looking vigilantly.

"Wenhou, the Chu army fled in a hurry, and it must have been defeated, this is an excellent opportunity to destroy them."

Li Dao raised his gun and reined in his horse, and his majestic voice sounded, only to see Lu Bu bow his head slightly, and a cold light swept by, and he drank vigorously.

"The thieves of the Chu army, they are waiting to enter the city, how can they let them escape by luck!"

"The generals obeyed the order, followed me to hunt down the Chu army, and they must all be beheaded under the horse!"

That's it.

Lu Bu's crotch red rabbit, a long hiss, spread four hooves, almost not touching the ground, as if flying in the air, in a few breaths, the red rabbit with Lu Bu disappeared from everyone's sight.

Li Dao, Guo Yan and others did not hesitate, urging the horses to pursue, although the good horses under their crotch did not have the speed of the red rabbit, but they were also extremely fast.

The wind is cold, the wind is blowing, and the sunset is gone.

The afterglow devoured the heavens and the earth, the tired birds returned to their nests, and after the seven sons of the Yang family led the army on the wilderness ancient road, they galloped forward.

..........

Long.

Between heaven and earth, the night is hazy.

When there were still thousands of meters away from the Burial Dragon Valley, the red rabbit under Lu Bu's crotch finally caught up with the seven sons of the Yang family, and looking at the Chu army in front of him, Lu Bu roared vertically and horizontally.

"The thief escapes, leave the head and leave!"

Smell.

The seventh son of the Yang family looked back, and saw that under the moonlight, Lu Bu was heroic, burly and mighty, holding the Fang Tian painting halberd, standing on his horse, like a god of war from the Shura battlefield.

"Big brother, second brother, you lead the army into the Burial Dragon Valley first, and the person who comes is Wenhou Lu Bu, and the five of us come forward to learn his tricks."

Yang Yanzhao's cold voice sounded, his eyes kept locked on Lu Bu, and Zhou's body instantly rose with violent battle intent.

"The seventh son of the Yang family, Hidden Dragon Mountain, fought against Wenhou Lu Bu, I believe that after tonight, it will become a good story in the war continent, how can your second brother and I abandon you."

Yang Yanping's voice was firm, he raised his hand to signal the army to enter the valley first, picked up his gun and returned to his horse, and stood on the wilderness ancient road, staring at Lu Bu with sharp eyes.

Under the moonlight.

The night breeze was gentle, the pheasants on the helmets were swaying in the wind, and the seven people raised their guns and patted their horses, and drove side by side, quickly rushing forward to Lu Bu to kill.

On the lonely peaks on both sides of the wilderness, strange rocks are craggy, strange peaks stand tall, and the ancient trees swaying in the night wind are like fierce beasts lurking in the heavens and the earth.

The cold light in Lu Bu's eyes flickered, and he glanced at the seven people who rushed in front of him, brandishing his war halberd, galloping wildly, and galloping through the wilderness and fighting in all directions.

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

Seven people were killed head-on, and seven cold spears crisscrossed and formed, forming an impenetrable gun net, shrouding Lu Bu's figure.

"It's just seven people, why am I afraid!"

"Tonight this valley is the place where you are buried, and there is no mercy for killing!"

Lu Bu looked at him majestically, his voice was like a bell, like a judgment, and the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand roared horizontally and horizontally, scattering the seven cold spears in front of him like a dragon going out to sea.

In ancient times, there was a tiger prison under the three British battles against Lu Bu, and now there are seven sons outside the Dragon Valley to fight against Lu Bu.

One hit missed, the seven people returned to the horse to carry the gun, and rushed forward again to kill, the gun was like lightning, fast like a meteor, a little cold light swept by, Yang Yanzhao in his hand Su Yingzhi golden gun like a dragon out of the sea, swallowing thousands of miles of sky.

Lu Bu's eyes narrowed slightly, his body tilted to the side, and Fang Tian's halberd swung out wildly, flying out the golden spear.

Dodging the cold spear in Yang Yanzhao's hand, the figure rose from the horse's back, and Fang Tian's halberd pierced down in the air, hitting Yang Yanzhao's chest directly.

"Bang!"

A loud bang spread, Yang Yanping Qu Lu Hun's golden spear blocked the halberd that was close to Yang Yanzhao, and his arms ran through the huge force and rose lightly, but Fang Tian's halberd did not move.

"Suffer death, thief!"

Lu Bu's eyes widened, the pheasant feather above his head swayed, his hands clenched Fang Tian's halberd, and he pushed forward hard, the halberd blade hit Yang Yanzhao's armor, and his figure flew out upside down from the horse.

Yang Yanping was the same, his body was toppling, and the war horses under his crotch almost fell together, and Lu Bu knocked Da Lang and Liu Lang down with one blow.

Fang Tian's painting halberd pierced to the ground, and the silver light cold spear in the hands of the other five people shot out, crisscrossing and fixing the painting halberd in mid-air.

The blade slammed into each other, resounding in all directions, and the sound was heard in the sky, as if it wanted to shatter the heavenly dome.

This moment.............

The killing intent is vertical and horizontal, showing the true character of the hero, and fighting in troubled times, only then can it be ridiculous and proud of the world.

The arms of the five people gathered their strength, their teeth clenched, and they struggled to suppress Lu Bu's Fang Tian Painting Halberd, Yang Yanzhao looked frightened, and endured the pain of bone erosion under the armor.

The body was withdrawn from under Fang Tian's halberd, his palms slapped on the ground, and a carp jumped on the horse's back.

Zong Ma stepped forward, raised his hand and pulled out the golden spear that was inserted in the ground, the fierce murderous aura in his eyes swept by, and the cold spear pierced through the air barrier and stabbed Lu Bu.

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