"Woo ......"

The muffled sound of the horn suddenly sounded, and the long sound of the horn echoed back and forth in the mountains, desolate and deep, revealing a dull and stimulating shock.

With the idea of temptation, a team of 100 people, armed with spears and knives, mixed with the pace of speeding up, divided into two sides, and outflanked left and right.

"Kill!"

With a roar and shouts, the faces of the soldiers were full of murderous intent, and they raised their eyes to look at the mountain, staring coldly, deafening, and the mountains were shocked.

"Humph!"

Wang Yue snorted coldly, and his whole body was majestic and surging.

The soldiers on the opposite side felt a cold snap almost at the same time.

This chill is caused by cultivation, which rises from the bottom of my heart and resonates at the soul level.

The soldiers stood slowly and solemnly.

Looking at such a stalemate, Xu Rong at the bottom of the mountain thought about it and took out a map.

The markings on the map are very detailed, including the direction of the various mountains on the mountain, and these marks were drawn by Xu Rong himself.

No matter how big or small, all of them are taken seriously. The lion fights the rabbit and does his best.

After thinking about it for a moment, he waved his hand slightly, causing a burst of flags to send a message.

In an instant, this dense forest, which was originally surrounded by trees and lush and clear rhyme, suddenly became blood-colored and full of murderous aura, and more than a dozen dead soldiers assassinated in the army rushed away along the slope towards the mountain.

There wasn't much movement, only a sword aura flew in.

What awaited them was an incomparable sword light!

The cold light is dazzling and dazzling, even in the dense forest, it can't hide that stunning sword light!

Fast!

It completely surpassed the limit speed of those dead soldiers' reactions, and his vision was full of blood!

Blood Spray!

The sword qi flew around, and in an instant, the dozen or so dead soldiers were all killed, and the strong and sharp sword qi suddenly became so powerful that these dead soldiers had no room for resistance.

More than a dozen headless corpses, standing on their own, filled with blood, and their heads were still rolling freely in the air, flying across the void!

“....”

Stop in an instant.

An extremely funny scene appeared, those soldiers who were originally following behind the dozen dead soldiers, who were also about to rush to the front, you look at me, I look at you, and they didn't dare to act rashly.

"It's... Can we go back?! ”

Someone hesitated.

The dead soldiers they sent were already extremely famous guys in the army, but they didn't even touch the bodies of Wang Yue and the others, and they died under his sword qi.

"Nonsense!" The lieutenant took a quick breath before suppressing the panic in his heart.

Secretly glanced back, Xu Rong, who still had no change in face, and the deputy general had a bottom in his heart.

"Let those soldiers line up!"

"Drink!"

The soldiers who looked at him followed closely behind, their long knives were sharp, and the killing aura stirred the void.

The chaotic hand-to-hand fighting, accompanied by the shouts one after another, continued to sound.

The two phases are staggered.

The soldiers who had just surrounded the mountain were all sweating and embarrassed at this time, their chests were even more undulating, and their faces were full of endless unwillingness.

It's not that they are weak, but that they have fallen into Wang Yue's momentum, as if there are enemies in all directions, and they are eager to fight back.

After being photographed by the momentum, it would be good to be able to play seven or eight points in martial arts, but in this case, they did their best to make almost every shot.

As soon as the weapon touched, the slender long sword flashed in an instant, and was forcibly abducted to the other side, or another attack point.

Not to mention the waste of physical strength, but also exhaustion, under the consumption of the two, they felt a sense of exhaustion in just over a hundred rounds, as if they were fished out of the water, and they looked like they were sweating profusely.

While Wang Yue showed his might, Gao Zhi was not to be outdone.

With a sudden twist of the wrist, the spear in his hand had already been transferred to the two soldiers.

The two soldiers were carried upside down by the force, as if they were like straw, and a gust of wind lifted them up.

Then, Gao Zhi's offensive in his hands turned into a wide opening and closing, which was the most basic and direct move.

The basic simple move with the fastest speed and the fastest power is also the fastest.

This is not and is not a movie, this is a real world with flesh and blood, and people need to grow.

Just like Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, they are not just debuting, or they are the existence of peerless fierce generals.

The times make heroes.

If there is no tempering of battles again and again, and there is no baptism of killing during the Yellow Turban Uprising, at best, he can only be regarded as a talented and strong man.

The battlefield can only be known after experiencing it firsthand, and the fighting of individuals and groups of heroes is completely different from that on the battlefield.

Gao Zhi said that after all, he had already experienced several major battles.

On the contrary, in the face of so many regular army encirclement, Wang Yue experienced the formation of a large army for the first time, and his chest rose and fell for a while, but there was a rhythmic aura flashing in his pupils, and his face was full of vicissitudes.

Oh, yes!

He is in his forties and his body has begun to decline.

What's more, his identity, as well as his ability, are not suitable for the battlefield at all, and it is precisely because of this that he thinks that he is a dignified generation of emperors, except for when he was young and famous, he has not made any achievements.

Wang Yue frowned, and suddenly his face froze.

It turned out that there was a murderous aura on everyone's body that he had never felt before, very similar to the murderous aura, but not exactly the same?

At this time, he realized that the momentum was the momentum generated by the perennial fighting in the army.

"Well, it looks like we're going to have to fight." With a sigh, beckoning to keep going!

To tell the truth, Wang Yue has some spectrum in his heart, and if he goes on like this, they will inevitably have a vicious battle.

However, he was more concerned about the safety of the little emperor.

After all, this world shake will surely shake the Han River.

As long as the ministers are loyal to the Han family in their hearts, no matter whether they know the specifics or not, they will definitely not want to see the situation continue to become bad.

This is also why at the beginning of this action plan, the court forces contacted were called a one-sided situation.

No matter how much they could tolerate Dong Zhuo's unscrupulous and arrogant behavior, their interests had already been deeply touched at this time.

For these people, the stability of the Han family is the only way to have their interests, so under the contact of Wang Yun, they will make waves as soon as possible, and they all shout to exterminate the traitor Dong Zhuo.

However, these wall grasses cannot be counted on more.

For a while, these Han ministers had no leader, and they began to go their own way, each with their own ghosts.

Of course, Wang Yue doesn't have the slightest feeling about the behavior of these people, people will make progress because they have pursuits, not to mention that in the world, who can escape the pursuit of fame and fortune.

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