The 30th Charter: The Temptation of the Yuanzhi Army

Under the sunset, an empty field, the breeze gently drifts by, bringing endless tenderness, the ethereal clouds move slowly, and the trees on the mountain are still verdant.

A military camp on the march.

A dull shout sounded: "I can't sit here and wait for death, even if the officers and soldiers now have an army of 20,000, but I still have an army of 80,000, I can't be defeated, it's impossible." ”

"By the way, they have 20,000 people now, and there will definitely be not enough food, definitely, yes, yes." This person is Cheng Yuanzhi, I have to say that although Cheng Yuanzhi doesn't look good, he actually has some ability, at least he can find Liao Xi's grain and grass problem, but unfortunately, Cheng Yuanzhi didn't know that Liao Xi actually had the bug of System Jun.

"I'm going to send someone to try, how can I lose, how can I be?" For a while, Cheng Yuanzhi seemed to be full of confidence, but if it was really said, I am afraid it would be a return to the light......

"Lord, now is not the best time to attack the Yellow Turban Thief, if you want to reduce deaths, you need to strike at the enemy and make the enemy lose the will to fight." Liu Bowen explained to Liao Xi. In fact, if it is really a decisive battle with the Yellow Turban Thief, it is too early, but Liao Xi's troops still have the ability to cause damage to the Yellow Turban Thief. But Liao Xi's goal is not only this, but he also doesn't want to slaughter too much, perhaps, attacking the heart is.

Liao Xi nodded, agreeing with Liu Bowen's opinion.

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"Report to the lord, there are 10,000 yellow turban thieves killed outside." A scout came to Liao Xi's big tent, and reported.

"Oh, so fast." Liao Xi couldn't help but smile slightly, said lightly, as if he didn't care, nodded, and let the scout go down.

"It seems that the lord should be killed well this time, Berwyn is here to congratulate the lord on killing all sides." Liu Bowen also smiled slightly, made a gesture, and said.

Liao Xi understood, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Luo Cheng, Qin Qiong, gather the soldiers, kill with me!" Liao Xi's eyes froze, and he suddenly shouted.

"The last general obeys!" Luo Cheng and Qin Qiong said in unison.

"The God Killing Army comes with me, Luo Cheng and Qin Qiong each bring 5,000 soldiers and horses to outflank them on both sides, kill!" Liao Xi is like a god of war, full of confidence, he is about to start killing.

"The last will obey." Luo Cheng and Qin Qiong were not ambiguous at all, they each ordered 5,000 soldiers and horses, and began to outflank the Yellow Turban thieves from both sides.

If it was before, I'm afraid that Luo Cheng and Qin Qiong would not have let Liao Xi charge into battle alone, but now, Liao Xi's combat effectiveness is not inferior, and Luo Cheng and Qin Qiong are naturally able to kill the Quartet. Fight without scruples!

"Soldiers, rush! Kill! Kill the prestige of the Divine Army for me, and fight for the Divine Army for me! "Liao Xi's commander value at the moment has reached 87 points, and the force value has reached 89, and none of these yellow turban thieves are Liao Xi's generals.

"Soldiers, kill! Prestige for the Lord, loyal to the country, kill, kill the enemy, rush! Luo Cheng and Qin Qiong shouted in unison, and a burst of murderous aura arose spontaneously.

"Kill the god army, kill the world!" Liao Xi shouted violently, the white dragon horse chasing the wind for thousands of miles under his crotch, the Nine Heavens Dragon in his hand was full of souls, and the white robe and white armor on his body were like killing gods from the sky, unmatched.

For a while, the Yellow Turban Thief was a little sluggish, how had they ever seen such a momentum?

However, the Yellow Turban thief general who led the troops reacted immediately and shouted: "The whole army retreats, the whole army retreats!" He knew that 10,000 against 10,000 was simply impossible now, and the combat effectiveness of the Yellow Turban Thieves was not comparable to that of officers and soldiers. There is no other way but to retreat.

Luo Cheng smiled slightly, took his bow and drew arrows, and shot the flying bow, like a flower falling from the sky, directly through the general's head, and blood spurted out immediately.

The main general was killed in battle, and the Yellow Turban Thieves were suddenly in turmoil, and the formation was originally not arranged, but now it was even more unbearable.

Liao Xi's eyes froze, and he said coldly: "Come on, kill!" Kill! ”

More than 10,000 troops were like tigers descending from the mountain, rushing towards the Yellow Turban Thieves, and they knew that their current order was - kill!

The sword was raised, endless blood spurted out, and the screams were endless, and the terrible screams were simply terrifying.

The 10,000 Yellow Turban thieves were surrounded by officers and soldiers, which was as simple as chopping melons and vegetables.

Liao Xi carried a gun on his horse, white robe and white armor, standing majestically in front of the five hundred Killing God Army, looking at the endless slaughter, the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul in his hand was also flying like a snowflake, unmatched, and the soldiers of the God Killing Army also broke out with terrifying combat effectiveness, kill!

Liao Xi couldn't bear it, but he knew that this was a troubled time!

The lightning white dragon horse under Luo Cheng's crotch also rushed up, and the five-hook god flying silver spear was like a god of death from hell, constantly harvesting human lives.

Qin Qiong was also unwilling to go down, the yellow fat under the crotch penetrated the keel with Qin Qiong, and the peerless famous general from the Tang Dynasty began to kill, this is war!

There are fewer and fewer yellow turban thieves who can stand up, and there are only a few hundred yellow turban thieves left in the 10,000 yellow turban thieves, they are panting, they are already on the verge of collapse, so many brothers and soldiers, their hearts can no longer bear it.

This feeling of not dying is simply more terrible than dying, hundreds of people are covered with blood, there are their own, there are comrades-in-arms, and there are enemies.

Liao Xi waved his hand and said, "Stop, don't kill." Liao Xi quietly watched the hundreds of yellow turban thieves.

The yellow turban thieves gradually gathered together, but they didn't dare to face the terrifying Liao Xi, the earth-shattering killing god, the Liao Xi white horse, the white robe and white armor, and the blood-stained black gun, all of which made them dare not look directly.

"You are my people, why do you want to rebel? The big man waits for you, why do you owe me to the big man? Liao Xi looked closely at each of the yellow turban thieves until he saw that they couldn't breathe.

They don't know how to answer, it's true, they are the people of the big Han, it's true, it's true, why should they lose the Han?

"Today, I want to tell you that you can't succeed, I want you to go back and tell your Yellow Turban thieves, tell that Cheng Yuanzhi, I want you to tell him, those who offend me will be punished even if they are far away!" Liao Xi's words are blazing, and there is an earth-shattering feeling.

"I want to tell you, with us in the world, the Yellow Turban Rebellion will be peaceful!" The murderous aura in Liao Xi's eyes was like substance, and people couldn't help but tremble.

Those Yellow Turban Thief soldiers opened their mouths, not knowing what to say, and the look on their faces seemed to be regret, and as if they were afraid, a different feeling.

Liao Xi said again: "Go back and tell your friends, your comrades-in-arms, those who surrender will not be killed!" Liao Xi's words were like thunder in the sky, hunting sound.

Those yellow turban thieves seemed to want to say something, but Liao Xi didn't wait for them to answer, but said coldly: "If you don't leave, you will die!" ”

The faces of those yellow turban thieves changed, and they quickly left as if they had seen ghosts. Liao Xi looked at the back of the Yellow Turban thief leaving, coldly, and didn't say a word until they left completely, Liao Xi said lightly: "Clean up the battlefield." ”

Before he knew it, Liao Xi was already inexplicably carrying the aura of a superior, and every sentence convinced others.

Liao Xi drove thousands of miles to chase the wind and the white dragon horse, and slowly went to the camp, but no one noticed that Liao Xi's face was a little ugly.

Back to the big tent, Liu Bowen had already come out and said, "Congratulations to the lord for his victory!" ”

Liao Xi couldn't help but shake his head, he knew that if he injured the enemy for a thousand and lost eight hundred, I'm afraid that many brothers died! However, this is a war, this is a cruel war, and the only way for him now is to end this war as soon as possible, to end this troubled world.

"The lord's face is a little ugly!" Liu Bowen looked at Liao Xi, as if he had found something, and said.

Liao Xi shook his head and said lightly: "It's just a little uncomfortable." Although Liao Xi said lightly, it was still difficult to hide the ugliness of his face.

Liao Xi dismounted, and let people lead the white dragon horse that chased the wind for thousands of miles, and entered the big tent.

"In this battle, I'm afraid that the Yellow Turban Thieves have lost their courage, so Cheng Yuanzhi wants to think about stabilizing the morale of the army so much." Liu Bowen shook the black feather fan and said with a smile.

"But so. Today, I deliberately left hundreds of people back, just to let those yellow turban thieves know that our army is powerful, so that they can retreat in the face of difficulties. Liao Xi nodded lightly and said, he knew that this was an opportunity, and he wanted to destroy those Cheng Yuanzhi at all. Take care of yourself! Cheng Yuanzhi!

"Now Cheng Yuanzhi is guarding the camp, and now his army is in turmoil, although it is not easy to attack, but it can cause the greatest damage to the Yellow Turban thieves." Liu Bowen waved his feather fan and said with a smile.

Liao Xi was also speechless for a while, are these strategists so insidious? Laughing so happily?

However, Liao Xi still nodded in agreement, but he still knew that if he injured the enemy, he would lose eight hundred!

At this time, Luo Cheng walked in, made a gesture to Liao Xi, and reported: "Lord Qi, the number of casualties in our army is 1,581, and more than 9,300 enemies have been killed. ”

Liao Xi frowned slightly, and said, "The number of officers and soldiers lost is replenished by the elite of the Yellow Turban Thieves who surrendered last time. Liao Xi pondered for a moment and said, "Bury those soldiers well!" ”

Luo Cheng nodded, agreed, and then went out, Liao Xi couldn't help but be a little stunned, yes, tens of thousands of people died at once, Liao Xi couldn't help but be a little silent......