Xiahou Yuan immediately roared and killed towards the banner of the Shouchun Army, if nothing else, Zhang Xun must be there, if he can succeed in one blow and kill Zhang Xun, then this battle will end quickly.

The battlefield is a tragedy, the two sides come and go, in an instant the soldiers fell a large piece, blood flowed into a river, in such a confrontation, both sides are desperate to rush to each other to kill, every moment there are people by the opponent's killing, will also hack the opponent to death, people turn on their backs, screaming constantly, this is the current situation.

The Shouchun Army, which already had a numerical advantage, the defense strength of the Chinese army was even more incomparable, and it was even more difficult to break through their defenses, and Cao Jun surpassed the Shouchun Army to kill the Chinese army, but there was a situation where the Shouchun Army killed more and more, Xiahou Yuan was paying a lot of price for his bold decision, and because they attacked the Chinese army, more and more Shouchun troops from all sides wanted to support the Chinese army, the Shouchun army gathered more and more, and the battlefield became more and more cruel, and the casualties of one person or even dozens of people seemed so insignificant at this moment, like an ant that has been crushed to death, insignificant.

Under the banner of Daxu, Zhang Xun stood still, looking at the crowds surging in front of him, like locusts and black pressure on the wrong confrontation, he didn't think about his own safety at all, and let the two sides go back and forth, killing the sky in the dark.

He was going to tell his soldiers that he was with them.

The brutality of the battlefield could be said to be the most tragic one Xiahou Yuan had experienced in all these years, and he witnessed the earth dyed red with blood.

Xiahou Yuan's eyebrows pointed to the sky, and he shouted: "Brothers, rush with me!! ”

"Kill!" Cao Jun roared and echoed, the shouts spread across the wilderness, from hundreds of people shouting to thousands of people roaring in unison, the sound shook thousands of miles, for a time the world seemed to have only this one voice echoing, Xiahou Yuan was making the last fight, and it is unknown whether he could succeed in letting go, but at least he did not fall short, this was the last effort, and it was also the final attempt, and the success would completely eliminate the Shouchun army, defeated......

He didn't dare to think about it, because there would never be such a situation, even if he didn't succeed, he had the confidence to drag Shou Chunjun to Xiahou, he had the confidence and confidence,

Although the Shouchun army now occupies the advantage, but this is the Shouchun army life piled up, watching one soldier after another fall, his heart is like a knife, but looking at them in order to protect the Chinese army and not for the risk of swearing to fight the enemy to the death, he dares to be relieved, the Shouchun army has not been such a bloody battle for a long time, since those elite will be killed on the battlefield one after another, the newly recruited soldiers in the face of strong enemies, often rush and disperse, and today they are inseparable from the Cao army, they grow again, He believes that after this battle, no matter what battle is in the future, they will face it with tenacious style and win every future war with an indomitable spirit, which is what he is looking forward to, and what he has been looking forward to.

Cao Jun resisted to the death, although they killed more Xuzhou troops, but in the face of the frantic attack of the Shouchun army, they can now only form a wall, a human wall, which cannot be compared with the city wall, but they agree to be unbreakable, Xiahou Yuan is cruising around, and from time to time he will stab an enemy soldier when he sees an opportunity, and the knife between his eyebrows slashes down high, and he slashes off the head of a partial general of the Shouchun army with a knife.

The human wall continued to move forward, and under the leadership of Xiahou Yuan, it quickly rushed into the flow of people in the Shouchun army, and in just an instant, the Shouchun army was killed and retreated, and countless people died on the ground.

Xiahou Yuan immediately roared and killed towards the banner of the Shouchun Army, if nothing else, Zhang Xun must be there, if he can succeed in one blow and kill Zhang Xun, then this battle will end quickly.

The battlefield is a tragedy, the two sides come and go, in an instant the soldiers fell a large piece, blood flowed into a river, in such a confrontation, both sides are desperate to rush to each other to kill, every moment there are people by the opponent's killing, will also hack the opponent to death, people turn on their backs, screaming constantly, this is the current situation.

The Shouchun Army, which already had a numerical advantage, the defense strength of the Chinese army was even more incomparable, and it was even more difficult to break through their defenses, and Cao Jun surpassed the Shouchun Army to kill the Chinese army, but there was a situation where the Shouchun Army killed more and more, Xiahou Yuan was paying a lot of price for his bold decision, and because they attacked the Chinese army, more and more Shouchun troops from all sides wanted to support the Chinese army, the Shouchun army gathered more and more, and the battlefield became more and more cruel, and the casualties of one person or even dozens of people seemed so insignificant at this moment, like an ant that has been crushed to death, insignificant.

Under the banner of Daxu, Zhang Xun stood still, looking at the crowds surging in front of him, like locusts and black pressure on the wrong confrontation, he didn't think about his own safety at all, and let the two sides go back and forth, killing the sky in the dark.

He was going to tell his soldiers that he was with them.

The brutality of the battlefield could be said to be the most tragic one Xiahou Yuan had experienced in all these years, and he witnessed the earth dyed red with blood.

Xiahou Yuan's eyebrows pointed to the sky, and he shouted: "Brothers, rush with me!! ”

"Kill!" Cao Jun roared and echoed, the shouts spread across the wilderness, from hundreds of people shouting to thousands of people roaring in unison, the sound shook thousands of miles, for a time the world seemed to have only this one voice echoing, Xiahou Yuan was making the last fight, and it is unknown whether he could succeed in letting go, but at least he did not fall short, this was the last effort, and it was also the final attempt, and the success would completely eliminate the Shouchun army, defeated......

He didn't dare to think about it, because there would never be such a situation, even if he didn't succeed, he had the confidence to drag Shou Chunjun to Xiahou, he had the confidence and confidence,

Although the Shouchun army now occupies the advantage, but this is the Shouchun army life piled up, watching one soldier after another fall, his heart is like a knife, but looking at them in order to protect the Chinese army and not for the risk of swearing to fight the enemy to the death, he dares to be relieved, the Shouchun army has not been such a bloody battle for a long time, since those elite will be killed on the battlefield one after another, the newly recruited soldiers in the face of strong enemies, often rush and disperse, and today they are inseparable from the Cao army, they grow again, He believes that after this battle, no matter what battle is in the future, they will face it with tenacious style and win every future war with an indomitable spirit, which is what he is looking forward to, and what he has been looking forward to.

Cao Jun resisted to the death, although they killed more Xuzhou troops, but in the face of the frantic attack of the Shouchun army, they can now only form a wall, a human wall, which cannot be compared with the city wall, but they agree to be unbreakable, Xiahou Yuan is cruising around, and from time to time he will stab an enemy soldier when he sees an opportunity, and the knife between his eyebrows slashes down high, and he slashes off the head of a partial general of the Shouchun army with a knife.

The human wall continued to move forward, and under the leadership of Xiahou Yuan, it quickly rushed into the flow of people in the Shouchun army, and in just an instant, the Shouchun army was killed and retreated, and countless people died on the ground.

Xiahou Yuan immediately roared and killed towards the banner of the Shouchun Army, if nothing else, Zhang Xun must be there, if he can succeed in one blow and kill Zhang Xun, then this battle will end quickly.

The battlefield is a tragedy, the two sides come and go, in an instant the soldiers fell a large piece, blood flowed into a river, in such a confrontation, both sides are desperate to rush to each other to kill, every moment there are people by the opponent's killing, will also hack the opponent to death, people turn on their backs, screaming constantly, this is the current situation.

The Shouchun Army, which already had a numerical advantage, the defense strength of the Chinese army was even more incomparable, and it was even more difficult to break through their defenses, and Cao Jun surpassed the Shouchun Army to kill the Chinese army, but there was a situation where the Shouchun Army killed more and more, Xiahou Yuan was paying a lot of price for his bold decision, and because they attacked the Chinese army, more and more Shouchun troops from all sides wanted to support the Chinese army, the Shouchun army gathered more and more, and the battlefield became more and more cruel, and the casualties of one person or even dozens of people seemed so insignificant at this moment, like an ant that has been crushed to death, insignificant.

Under the banner of Daxu, Zhang Xun stood still, looking at the crowds surging in front of him, like locusts and black pressure on the wrong confrontation, he didn't think about his own safety at all, and let the two sides go back and forth, killing the sky in the dark.

He was going to tell his soldiers that he was with them.

The brutality of the battlefield could be said to be the most tragic one Xiahou Yuan had experienced in all these years, and he witnessed the earth dyed red with blood.

Xiahou Yuan's eyebrows pointed to the sky, and he shouted: "Brothers, rush with me!! ”

"Kill!" Cao Jun roared and echoed, the shouts spread across the wilderness, from hundreds of people shouting to thousands of people roaring in unison, the sound shook thousands of miles, for a time the world seemed to have only this one voice echoing, Xiahou Yuan was making the last fight, and it is unknown whether he could succeed in letting go, but at least he did not fall short, this was the last effort, and it was also the final attempt, and the success would completely eliminate the Shouchun army, defeated......

He didn't dare to think about it, because there would never be such a situation, even if he didn't succeed, he had the confidence to drag Shou Chunjun to Xiahou, he had the confidence and confidence,

Although the Shouchun army now occupies the advantage, but this is the Shouchun army life piled up, watching one soldier after another fall, his heart is like a knife, but looking at them in order to protect the Chinese army and not for the risk of swearing to fight the enemy to the death, he dares to be relieved, the Shouchun army has not been such a bloody battle for a long time, since those elite will be killed on the battlefield one after another, the newly recruited soldiers in the face of strong enemies, often rush and disperse, and today they are inseparable from the Cao army, they grow again, He believes that after this battle, no matter what battle is in the future, they will face it with tenacious style and win every future war with an indomitable spirit, which is what he is looking forward to, and what he has been looking forward to.

Cao Jun resisted to the death, although they killed more Xuzhou troops, but in the face of the frantic attack of the Shouchun army, they can now only form a wall, a human wall, which cannot be compared with the city wall, but they agree to be unbreakable, Xiahou Yuan is cruising around, and from time to time he will stab an enemy soldier when he sees an opportunity, and the knife between his eyebrows slashes down high, and he slashes off the head of a partial general of the Shouchun army with a knife.

The human wall continued to move forward, and under the leadership of Xiahou Yuan, it quickly rushed into the flow of people in the Shouchun army, and in just an instant, the Shouchun army was killed and retreated, and countless people died on the ground.

Xiahou Yuan immediately roared and killed towards the banner of the Shouchun Army, if nothing else, Zhang Xun must be there, if he can succeed in one blow and kill Zhang Xun, then this battle will end quickly.

The battlefield is a tragedy, the two sides come and go, in an instant the soldiers fell a large piece, blood flowed into a river, in such a confrontation, both sides are desperate to rush to each other to kill, every moment there are people by the opponent's killing, will also hack the opponent to death, people turn on their backs, screaming constantly, this is the current situation.

The Shouchun Army, which already had a numerical advantage, the defense strength of the Chinese army was even more incomparable, and it was even more difficult to break through their defenses, and Cao Jun surpassed the Shouchun Army to kill the Chinese army, but there was a situation where the Shouchun Army killed more and more, Xiahou Yuan was paying a lot of price for his bold decision, and because they attacked the Chinese army, more and more Shouchun troops from all sides wanted to support the Chinese army, the Shouchun army gathered more and more, and the battlefield became more and more cruel, and the casualties of one person or even dozens of people seemed so insignificant at this moment, like an ant that has been crushed to death, insignificant.

Under the banner of Daxu, Zhang Xun stood still, looking at the crowds surging in front of him, like locusts and black pressure on the wrong confrontation, he didn't think about his own safety at all, and let the two sides go back and forth, killing the sky in the dark.

He was going to tell his soldiers that he was with them.

The brutality of the battlefield could be said to be the most tragic one Xiahou Yuan had experienced in all these years, and he witnessed the earth dyed red with blood.

Xiahou Yuan's eyebrows pointed to the sky, and he shouted: "Brothers, rush with me!! ”

"Kill!" Cao Jun roared and echoed, the shouts spread across the wilderness, from hundreds of people shouting to thousands of people roaring in unison, the sound shook thousands of miles, for a time the world seemed to have only this one voice echoing, Xiahou Yuan was making the last fight, and it is unknown whether he could succeed in letting go, but at least he did not fall short, this was the last effort, and it was also the final attempt, and the success would completely eliminate the Shouchun army, defeated......