Ling Xiaohan also made a boo gesture to the archers, and then looked at the centaurs who were passing in front of him.

Soon, the soldiers and horses passed, and the darkness returned to the eyes.

The archer touched Ling Xiaohan with his hand, and his voice was low and a little trembling: "General...... Do you want to ambush General Zhu......"

As the footsteps faded away, Ling Xiaohan became more and more nervous, and said to the archers: "Don't talk!" ”

The archer was too frightened to say a word, but his expression seemed even more unprepared in the darkness.

At this time, Disciple Tang took a long breath and muttered something.

Soon, a shout of killing came from the direction where the Tang disciples sent the soldiers and horses to ambush, and immediately after, a red fire lit up in front.

Everyone looked very excited, and one of the generals said to the Tang disciples: "Our army has succeeded!" The thieves' grain and grass were burned, and the defeated army would soon pass through here...... The last general is willing to raise troops to intercept on the road, if one person runs away, please punish the Tang disciple heavily! ”

Another military general and Tang disciple also asked for help.

Disciple Tang thought for a while, but said: "No, the thief army has someone to answer, wait a little longer!" ”

All the generals stopped talking, and looked in the direction of the group of men and horses just now.

Ling Xiaohan didn't understand military affairs, but he knew that Disciple Tang had special abilities, so he was also skeptical.

Sure enough, more than ten minutes later, the sound of noisy and rapid horses' hooves could be heard in the night—another group of cavalry hurried forward, galloping in the direction of the firelight.

"The generals will obey!" Disciple Tang stood up and waved his hand, "Lead the army to kill!" ”

With the loud command, an earth-shattering shout sounded behind him, except for the short general, the two Yellow Turban generals led the Yellow Turban soldiers behind them, roaring and rushing down the mountain.

The cavalry had already heard the sound from this side, and only heard someone shouting:

"Not good! Hit the trick! ”

"Don't be alarmed! Fight the enemy with all your might! ”

……

Seeing the Yellow Turban soldiers beside him shouting and rushing down the mountain, Ling Xiaohan hurriedly said to the archers:

"Bring the weapon!"

The archer's eyes widened and he froze: "General, general, that's our army and horses......"

Seeing that the two Yellow Turban generals were running farther and farther, Ling Xiaohan was anxious: "You hurry up and give it to me!" ”

The archers were so frightened that they pulled their sleeved knives out of their backs, and Ling Xiaohan snatched them away, and at the same time, the handle appeared, the buttons lit up, and they rushed down the mountain with the surging yellow turban soldiers.

After a brief confusion among the cavalry on the road, they engaged in a scuffle with the Yellow Turbans.

The sound of fighting was endless, and no one noticed Ling Xiaohan who was mixed in the crowd.

But Ling Xiaohan took advantage of the light of the torch and stared at the Yellow Turban general in front of him, and chased him all the way.

The Yellow Turban generals and officers and soldiers were in the middle of the killing, and they didn't notice the killing intent from behind them at all.

"C: Fuck you! Turn me around! ”

Ling Xiaohan scolded and raised the knife in his hand.

The Yellow Turban general in front of him shouted, slashed two soldiers with a knife, and then quickly turned around, and was about to sweep with a knife, but when he saw that it was Ling Xiaohan, he was stunned, and the big knife in his hand stopped in the air.

Ling Xiao laughed coldly: "What's wrong! Don't know me anymore?? ”

The Yellow Turban General shouted angrily: "You thief general, cowering, don't go and kill the enemy quickly!" ”

Ling Xiao said coldly: "Aren't I going to kill the enemy!" ”

The Yellow Turban General looked at Ling Xiaohan's sleeve knife held in the air, and suddenly woke up:

"You thief, it's really a fraud!"

"Nonsense! Who wants to join you anti-thieves! ”

Ling Xiaohan scolded, and the more he talked, the more angry he became: "Damn, if you don't descend, you have to be slaughtered!" ”

The Yellow Turban military general said angrily: "I should have killed you, a court thief, in the tent before!" ”

Ling Xiaohan's eyes were full of fire: "At that time, I didn't have weapons, and you still fucking attacked me, now it's time to settle the score!" ”

The Yellow Turban general in front of him was really the one who had "competed" in the tent before, if it wasn't for the soft armor body protection at that time, he might have been killed by him, and Ling Xiaohan naturally couldn't let him go.

The Yellow Turban General laughed wildly: "You have a weapon, what can you do!" At that time, I was careless, I ate your little fist, and now the general will personally behead you and make meritorious service with your head! ”

As soon as the words fell, a loud shout sounded behind him, and I saw an officer and soldier waving a long knife and slashing at the yellow turban general.

The Yellow Turban military general didn't even look back, turned his backhand, the big knife with the sound of whistling wind, the blade turned to the rear, and slammed it backwards, but he heard a scream, and the officer and soldier were stabbed into the body by the big knife, and the blood soared.

"Let's see who dies first!"

Ling Xiaohan shouted, and with the light of the handle, the sleeve knife slashed forward.

The Yellow Turban General drew his broadsword, flipped his wrist, and placed the broadsword across his chest.

Looking at his expression, it seemed that he was completely sure that Ling Xiaohan's blow could be easily prevented, but the result was obviously beyond his expectations.

Hearing only a crisp collision sound, the Yellow Turban General's hands sank, and the big knife was actually pressed to the abdomen by the sleeve knife.

The Yellow Turban General looked stunned and looked at Ling Xiaohan in disbelief.

"I'll see how good you really are!"

Ling Xiaohan shouted, the blade turned, pressed flat on the big knife, and then slashed horizontally across the stomach of the Yellow Turban general.

The Yellow Turban military general screamed, the big knife fell to the ground, and he staggered back two steps with his hands on his stomach, looking at the blood flowing from between his fingers in horror.

"C, fuck you, die!"

Ling Xiaohan roared, picked up his sleeve knife, and slashed at the general's body.

The general hurriedly blocked it with his arm, and where the sword light slashed, he saw that most of his arm was cut off.

"Ah————h

The Yellow Turban Commander raised his head to the sky and howled, but it only screamed for less than two seconds before he lost his voice - Ling Xiaohan's sleeve knife plunged straight into his abdomen.

The military general puffed out his bloodshot eyes and stared at Ling Xiaohan.

Ling Xiaohan pulled out his sleeve knife, and the military general fell straight to the ground, out of breath.

Ling Xiaohan was angry, and he felt relieved in his heart.

A few of the officers and soldiers who were fighting nearby were surprised when they saw the process of the Yellow Turban Wu being killed, and after a closer look, they found that it was Ling Xiaohan, which made them surprised and delighted.

Ling Xiaohan hurriedly said to those officers and soldiers: "Don't be stunned! Kill me! ”

"Yes!"

Unexpectedly seeing the commander-in-chief, the morale of these officers and soldiers was immediately high.

Suddenly, one of the officers and soldiers pointed behind Ling Xiaohan: "General be careful!" ”

Ling Xiaohan hurriedly turned around, only to see another Yellow Turban general, who was raising his sword and slashing at him.

But the general's movements stopped abruptly, and his body arched forward sharply, and Ling Xiaohan took the opportunity to wave his sleeve knife and slash it over.

"C: Fuck you! A bunch of rubbish that can only sneak attack! ”

He cursed, and slashed into the general's waist with a knife in his hand.

The Yellow Turban General screamed and fell to the ground.

Ling Xiaohan saw at a glance that the military general had an arrow stuck in his back.

Looking up, sure enough, there was a figure drawn with a bow on the top of the mountain in the night, and there was no doubt that it was the archer.

Ling Xiaohan was grateful, but then it suddenly occurred to him that Disciple Tang and the short general hadn't rushed down, wouldn't it be dangerous for the archers to shoot their generals to death?

Thinking of this, he didn't care about the battle situation here, so he pulled his legs and ran to the mountainside.