"Bang!!"

This night seems destined to be unpeaceful.

Just a moment before the shocking change in Hefu, there was another commotion just a few miles away.

In the forest road, which was finally silent, a loud noise broke out again.

The earth was like tofu and was smashed by the heavy energy, and the howling wind like those high-altitude falling objects was so fierce that this small piece of ground could shake violently, and the soil on all sides directly cracked and collapsed, and a large amount of gravel and dust were all stirred up!

This attack seemed to have the effect of a bomb.

Smoke and dust were filled.

In addition, it was a dark and dark night at the moment, and the surrounding scenery seemed to be covered with a layer of gray mist, which made people look unreal.

Faintly, dozens of figures rushed to escape.

Immediately afterward, there was a faint sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and then the sound became louder and louder, but in a few breaths, a fierce cavalry, surrounded by several people, galloped from the mountain road.

On the banner waving in the wind, the word "Xiliang" is clearly written.

"Damn it! I was so unlucky to bump into him..."

In the group of soldiers fleeing in front, the leader in armor, his eyes were surprised and trembling, staring at a bloated figure among the cavalry chasing behind.

He didn't say anything, but the man's identity was about to be revealed.

He is the Great Han Xiangguo, the current lord of Chang'an, Dong Zhuo!

Apart from him, who else in the world can make so many famous generals and cavalrymen of Xiliang stoop back and follow the tail title?

Luo Ziyang subconsciously frowned, because his home in Luoyang was destroyed by the Xiliang Iron Riders, and he had a very bad impression of Dong Zhuo and these Xiliang soldiers.

After all, if it weren't for the burning, killing and looting of these Xiliang barbarians, he would not have ended up in such a situation where he was uprooted from his hometown now.

He was an orphan and grew up in Luoyang from childhood to adulthood, so he named himself Luoziyang, and Luoyang has an extraordinary meaning to him.

After joining the Han Forbidden Army, the responsibility in his heart became heavier and heavier.

For Dong Zhuo, he naturally has a strong resentment.

"Huh?"

With a slight raising of his eyebrows, Luo Ziyang looked at Dong Zhuo, and his eyes flashed with a strange brilliance.

With Dong Zhuo, who turned over and dismounted, stepped forward, at this time, Dong Zhuo, who was a master of art, was surrounded by him, but there was no guard.

If he is taken down like this, then wouldn't it be a great credit?

Maybe you might even be able to... Help the emperor revive the former Han dynasty?

As soon as this idea emerged, it was difficult to contain it. Dong Zhuo stood casually in place, shaking the fat on his body slowly, as if he didn't notice these evil intentions that he was eager to try.

Of course, it may also be because of his murderous intent for these ill-intentioned ... Don't care at all!

The idea in Luo Ziyang's heart, once germinated, grew rapidly, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he had something to do, and he began to move.

Of course, he was not delusional, but he did rely on it.

After all, at this time, behind Luo Ziyang, the forty or so soldiers who followed him were all very different from ordinary ordinary soldiers.

They are all one of the few forbidden troops in the former palace that still have combat effectiveness, and in terms of momentum alone, they will not be much weaker than those battle-hardened veterans.

What's more, these people are all the foundation of mastering the strength, and they can be regarded as the few remaining armies of the Liu family that can still be mobilized.

Even if they are simply wielding weapons, without any rules, and do not know any martial arts, the qi on their bodies, presumably, can also make up for this deficiency.

After all, for a soldier, whether there is qi or not, it is really a gap between heaven and earth.

And they didn't have a correct understanding of Dong Zhuo's strength, so they naturally felt that Dong Zhuo was getting carried away.

“...”

“...”

"Kill!"

Looking at each other, everyone stopped the idea of escaping, and decided to have a reversal of capturing the thief and capturing the king first!

"Hahaha, come on, come on!"

Facing the eager soldiers, Dong Zhuo laughed wildly, there was no superfluous nonsense, and a large amount of mist grew out of the dignified qigang crazy operation.

He closed his five fingers and squeezed his fist suddenly, and suddenly the green tendons of his whole arm burst out, and the air flow rolled, and he threw a punch towards the soldier in front of him who was going to resist stubbornly!

"Bang!"

The soldier who was found was killed on the spot!

The rise of Dong Zhuo's killing, raising his arm is two punches.

"Not good! Dong Zhuo is so powerful that he plans to change and withdraw! Let's separate and resist and try to buy time for Your Majesty to escape! ”

Seeing that in just a few confrontations, his subordinates lost six or seven people, and they died in the hands of Dong Zhuo alone, Luo Ziyang's face changed, and he immediately ordered a retreat.

When Luo Ziyang slowly retreated, more than a dozen figures rushed out of the originally chaotic array, coming towards his figure.

It turned out that after seeing Dong Zhuo's ferocity, these Praetorian Guard soldiers, without the slightest intention of being greedy for life, turned back one after another, and fought with the Xiliang soldiers behind them, wanting to leave a way for Luo Ziyang to survive.

Since it was impossible for them all to leave, they decided to send at least one of them to report the news.

After thinking about it, more soldiers turned around and looked at Dong Zhuo.

"Kill!"

"Hugh wants them to come close to Lord Sangkook! Shoot the arrows, release the arrows! With raised eyebrows and a loud shout, one of the generals who followed behind Dong Zhuo shouted loudly to the soldiers under his command.

They bent their bows and arrows one after another, and the feathered arrows shot out like poisonous snakes, so that the dozen or so figures who rushed out with the heart of death changed direction in mid-air, dodging the deadly long arrows.

"My lord, this place should not stay for a long time."

Du Boqiao folded his bow and arrow and said, the other side constantly had dying soldiers, with almost impossible thoughts, trying to come this way, but they were all repelled by him and his soldiers.

Dubo, refers to the centurion above the commander, although he is a low-level military attaché, but he is the main force fighting on the battlefield, especially in the melee, it is the soldiers under the command of Dubo who charge in the front line.

And as the bridge that protects Dong Zhuo's guard, he has the strength of not much weaker than the average miscellaneous general.

However, Dong Zhuo waved his hand, he was no longer interested in the big battle in the mountain stream, he glanced at the array of his Xiliang soldiers, where the army was heavily surrounded, and muttered slightly.

"Let them all take it down, the old man is not weak enough to need someone to protect him, besides, these people are the best vents!" 2k reading web