"Good time!"

Uncle Zhang shouted, hurriedly indulged his horse, picked up the bronze broadsword with his thick arms, and the wind rose "whirring", and the big knife turned into a green dragon, roaring and rushing down to the shadow of the spear that stabbed at him.

"Bang!"

A loud sound sounded, and between the two horses, the Eight Treasure Camel Dragon Spear that was stabbed in front of him like lightning had been swept aside.

With such a collision, Yang Zhi suddenly felt that his arms were shaken, and his mouth was numb, and he said secretly: "This Uncle Zhang has extraordinary strength, you need to be careful." Such a strong enemy is when my Yang family gun became famous. He immediately turned around and rushed back at the other party, shouting, "Look at the gun!" The Eight Treasures Camel Dragon Spear in his hand was unleashed with all his might, and the silver light flickered, and the wind was like a pear blossom, and it shrouded Uncle Zhang in layers.

In the face of Yang Zhi's fierce attack, Zhang Bo no longer dared to relax in any way, roared the tiger, shook his spirit, and swung the bronze broadsword with all his attention to kill Yang Zhi.

The two generals clashed on the battlefield, guns and knives came and went, horses walked dragons and snakes, white light and blue shadows, flying sand and stones, which was dizzying. One has a strong knife gravity, the other has a fast gun, and the two have fought for twenty or thirty rounds, and the victory is inseparable.

"Uncle Zhang, a certain Lei Heng brother is here!"

In mid-air, a mournful roar suddenly sounded, and the beautiful man Zhu Tong raised the yellow Puma under his crotch, and killed from the oblique stab like a whirlwind, and the Chaoyang big knife in his hand slashed towards Zhang Bo with a stormy murderous aura.

It turned out that during the battle between Yang Zhi and Zhang Bo, the Shouzhang City Gate was lowered, and Xiao Rang brought several defenders to the army. The brothers greeted each other for a while, but they were happy first and then sad, just because Xiao Rang informed Uncle Zhang of the booby trapping of Lei Heng and the destruction of the 800 soldiers of the Shouzhang garrison battalion. Everyone is not sad from it, their eyes are weeping, the beautiful man Zhu Tong and Lei Heng have been friends for many years, and the feelings are the most different, hearing such bad news, where can they hold it, which two sides are still fighting in the formation, and they rushed over to avenge Lei Heng.

Hearing the sound of the wind breaking in his ears, he felt such a terrifying and murderous aura, sparing him Uncle Zhang for many years in the sea of corpses and blood, and his face was also horrified, and the bronze big knife in his hand hurriedly collapsed outward with all his strength.

"Bang!"

I only heard a loud sound of gold and iron intersecting, like a thunderclap exploding in the flat ground, which shook the eardrums of the soldiers behind him, and tens of thousands of horses were dumbfounded, and they couldn't help but protect their ears.

"Herod", the two war horses also screamed in unison, and kicked straight back several steps.

Uncle Zhang's arms were numb, his hair was open, his eyebrows were upside down, and he scolded sharply: "Una dog officer, sneak attack from behind, count as a good man?" ”

Zhu Tong's face was red, his beautiful hair was windless, and he roared: "Give me back the life of Brother Lei Heng!" ”

Uncle Zhang was stunned for a moment, and then knew what the other party was talking about, raised his head and laughed, and shouted arrogantly: "Battlefield fighting, you live and die, your brother is not good at martial arts, which one can you complain about?" However, that guy is so tough and tough, and he's a good man! ”

Zhu Tong was even more resentful in his heart, where did he answer again, and he slapped the horse again, and he was murderous.

Zhang Bo was already prepared, and raised the bronze broadsword in his hand to block up.

"Bang!"

There was another loud bang that hit people's ears and filled the ground with dust. The angry Chaoyang Broadsword contained tremendous force, causing Uncle Zhang's face to flush a little, and the war horse under his crotch took a few steps backwards.

On the side, Yang Zhi heard that Lei was dead, and he was also full of righteous indignation, and he no longer cared about the morality of the fighting general, and took advantage of Uncle Zhang's retreat, and galloped a few steps faster.

"Give my brother back!"

The Eight Treasure Camel Dragon Spear in his hand stabbed out sharply, like a dragon out of the abyss, and the sound was like a thunderbolt, piercing Uncle Zhang's throat.

Zhang Bo was retreating, the bronze broadsword was old, and he couldn't turn around, so he had to take advantage of the handle of the knife to flick out, and the sharp thunder blow that would swing away Yang Zhi was avoided, although he avoided being pierced by Yang Zhi's throat with a shot, but he was still cut through the skin by the blade, oozing a trace of blood.

With a blow of his hand, the two horses separated, and Zhang Bo no longer hesitated, borrowed a few steps from the gap, turned the horse and left. Such a brave Yang Zhi is already on par with himself, and then there is a beautiful and fierce general who is as crazy as a tiger, which will make him a character who has seen a knife under his command Zhang Yuan with a knife before. Although Uncle Zhang has always regarded himself very highly, he is also slick and shrewd, and he will not be arrogant to the point of fighting two generals at the same time. What's more, he originally wanted to lead the officers and soldiers far away from the city, so that they could fight with confidence.

Where are Zhu Tong and Yang Zhi willing to put it, they clamp the horse between their legs, and rush with a knife and gun.

All the heroes under Shouzhang City saw that their two generals were in hot pursuit, for fear of losing, and they also slapped their horses together and roared to catch up together. Dozens of strong horses galloped forward, and thousands of brave soldiers chased behind. "Kill! ......" The overwhelming sound of rushing and killing suddenly filled the entire battlefield.

"Be careful! Beware of the cavalry on the opposite side! Zhu Wu, the master of the Divine Machine, shouted, but it was a pity that his shouting alone was lost in the mountains and tsunamis.

Uncle Zhang fled back into the formation, Bian Xi nodded at him, the two looked at each other, Uncle Zhang shook the reins of the horse, turned around suddenly, and shouted: "Sons, kill me!" ”

"Kill! ......" Countless Yellow Turban Warriors, countless Yellow Turban Iron Riders, brandishing knives and guns, shouted loudly, and rushed forward.

"Peng ......"

The two sides of the horses collided fiercely, and in an instant, countless swords, guns, gold and iron collided, countless hideous roars, and countless wailing screams intertwined on the battlefield, playing a death reaping song.

Zhu Tong chased after Uncle Zhang tightly, Uncle Zhang turned his horse, and the two fought in one place at the first time. The sound of "bang" gold and stone was like the sky cracking and the earth cracked, which was the earth-shattering roar from the collision of the Chaoyang broadsword and the bronze broadsword. Then "bang ......bang" countless sounds were endless, and the roars were endless, one was red-faced like a mad tiger, and the other regarded himself as very high-powered and heavy, and in an instant, the two collided with knives for dozens of rounds, and the end was fierce and vicious.

Bian Xi followed Zhang Bo to meet the blue-faced beast Yang Zhi, the two generals are both masters of the spear, fighting in one place, suddenly saw that the cold air was flickering, the white light suddenly appeared, the battle group flew sand and stones, the smoke and dust were filled, only to hear the neighing of the war horse, only to see the confused figure.

Li Ying, the sky-fighting eagle, led Brother Liangshan to arrive first, and the mixed iron point steel spear pierced into the body of a yellow turban iron rider with the help of the horse's momentum, and the iron horseman's blood gushed like a spring, screaming miserably, and he was killed on the spot. Li Ying sneered, threw the steel gun, threw the body of the Yellow Turban Iron Rider, and stabbed the Yellow Turban thief in front of him again. Where the spear stabbed, the middle man covered the hole in the blood with his hand, wailed and fell off the horse.

Li Jun, the dragon of the mixed river, held a spear in his hand and shouted loudly: "Kill!" "As soon as the word killing came out, the spear in his hand stabbed out as fast as lightning, like a storm, pointing around." Ding Ding ...... Puff puff ......", the iron horsemen on all sides raised their guns to block, but where could they resist it, they were stabbed off the horse by Li Jun like a torrential rain.

Although the martial arts of Zhu Wu and Zhang Heng, Zhang Shuntong, Wei Tong Meng and others are not as superb as those in front of them, they are still more than enough for the ordinary cavalry of the Yellow Turban, and they are all like tigers entering the flock, waving around, swords and guns flying up and down, until the bones of the Yellow Turban pawns are broken and broken, and the blood flows like a river, crying and grabbing the ground.

Although the three brothers of the Ruan family rode horses, they did not like horse fighting, so they simply arrived later with the infantry and sailors under their command. As soon as the short soldiers met, the three of them all got up on the horse, jumped and jumped into the Yellow Turban thief formation, holding the Pu knife up and down and left and right horizontal slashing, the cold light flashed, the severed head flew up, and the blood gushed out, killing the Yellow Turban pawn crying father and mother.

However, although the heroes of Liangshan are brave, it is a pity that there are too many Yellow Turban soldiers and horses, and tens of thousands of horses and horses surround them, and one person dies and one person makes up for it. Gradually, everyone felt that if they rushed into the ocean, the feeling of powerlessness became stronger and stronger.

Zhu Wu was sweating profusely, slashed and killed a Yellow Turban soldier with a knife, and immediately fought against the previous pawn. His strength grew weaker, and he hurriedly shouted, "Brothers, there are too many thieves, and it is not a way for me to fight like this." It's better to collect troops! ”

"Withdraw! ...... "The sky-striking eagle Li Yinghun swept the steel spear with a steel gun, and everywhere the spear went, it was dripping, sweeping out a vacant land, and he looked back and shouted at the brothers.

"Withdraw! ……”

So all the heroes followed, escorting their subordinates to Shouzhang City and withdrawing.