"The Taiwei has an order, whoever can kill the thief chief Liu Futong will be promoted to three levels and a reward of 1,000 taels!" After surrounding Liu Futong and others, the reward for Liu Futong was once again shouted out by a famous general. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Hearing such an angry voice, the surrounding officers and soldiers couldn't help but look at Liu Futong and the others with hungry wolf-like eyes.

"Kill the thief!" Finally, under the temptation of a huge reward, an officer and soldier could no longer hold back the killing intent in his heart. After hearing such a loud roar, I saw this man rushing forward with a weapon like a madman.

And this person's actions at this time are like throwing sparks into a barrel of explosives. Under the temptation of the huge reward, the thousands of officers and soldiers around them also rushed forward. looked at that look, as if he was afraid that Liu Futong would be killed by others.

"Protect the marshal, fight with this group of dog tartars!" Seeing the tide of officers and soldiers rushing in, clustering around Liu Futong, those soldiers who were loyal to Liu Futong couldn't help roaring like this, and in the next moment, they were not afraid to meet their enemies.

However, in this small battlefield, the gap between the strength of the officers and soldiers and the Red Turban Army was too great.

Therefore, even though those soldiers of the Red Turban Army were not afraid of death, but under the desperate attack of several times the enemy, a Red Turban soldier still fell in a pool of blood like cutting wheat.

"Damn, am I Liu Futong really going to die here?" Liu Futong, who was surrounded and protected by the guards and guards, watched the soldiers around him fall like cutting wheat, and he couldn't help but think of it in despair when he had no way to survive.

However, Liu Futong is worthy of being a rare person in the world, and at this moment, although he is desperate in his heart. But on the battlefield, surrounded by the enemy, Liu Futong still couldn't help but raise his knife and shouted: "Brothers, it is really my Liu Futong's luck in my life that I Liu Futong can win the heart of your brothers to serve death." ”

"Don't talk about life and death tonight, I am willing to fight side by side with all my brothers and work together to kill the Tartars!"

"Willing to die for service! Willing to fight side by side with the marshal and work together to kill the Tartars! Hearing Liu Futong's roar like this, under the infection, the soldiers around Liu Futong couldn't help roaring in unison, and once again met the enemy who rushed up without fear of death.

"Kill!" The red-turban soldiers who were determined to die roared so hard, and in the face of the enemy that was pouring like a tide, all of these soldiers would only attack but not defend, exchange injuries for injuries, and fight for their lives.

And it is precisely because of this that thousands of officers and soldiers around this area were stunned for a moment and failed to take down these hundreds of red turban soldiers.

However, when the strength of the people was exhausted, under the siege of ten times the number of fierce soldiers, the weak Red Turban Army soldiers were destined to not hold out for too long. No, after more than a quarter of an hour of hard work and blocking the enemy back again, the soldiers guarding Liu Futong were left with only the dozens of wounded personal guards.

"Lao Zhujun will go to Huangquan with me tonight, if there is an afterlife, I, Liu Futong, will give up my life to repay you!" Feeling that he was going to die, Liu Futong looked at the soldiers around him who were loyal to him, and couldn't help but be so moved.

Hearing Liu Futong's words, the dozens of guards who had been protecting him didn't say anything more. just firmly protected Liu Futong behind them, and showed their thoughts at this time with actions.

When Liu Futong saw this, his face flashed with a touch of emotion and unbearability, so he couldn't help gritting his teeth and holding the war knife in his hand hard.

"Kill the thief!" Finally, after a moment of stalemate between the two sides, under the temptation of a huge reward, the officers and soldiers around them couldn't help but suppress the fear in their hearts of these soldiers of the Red Turban Army who were not afraid of death. Roaring in unison again, he slammed his weapon and killed.

But it was at this time, when Liu Futong thought that he was going to die.

Outside the encirclement of the officers and soldiers, there was a sudden shout.

"That Tartar, don't hurt my marshal!" This roar was like thunder in the dark night. Hearing this shout, Liu Futong, who felt that he was going to die, looked back, but couldn't help but see a general with a red scarf tied on his head behind him, leading thousands of horsemen to kill him.

"It's loyalty, it's loyalty! Haha, I shouldn't have died. Brothers, break through with me! Seeing Wang Xianzhong leading a thousand horsemen to kill here, Liu Futong, who felt that he was going to die, couldn't help but shout with joy after seeing the hope of survival.

And hearing Liu Futong's roar, a group of pro-guards who were also trying to survive couldn't help but struggle to protect Liu Futong to break through.

After all, if they can survive, who wants to die. Therefore, although it is said that these dozens of personal guards and soldiers are already injured, but when these people puff up the last blood in their chests in order to survive, those officers and soldiers around them can't take them for a moment.

And there is a Tao that is "one drum, then decline, three and exhaustion." "The reason why these officers and soldiers are so fearless of death tonight is just because they can get a heavy reward for killing Liu Futong. But when they failed twice in a row and attracted a large number of reinforcements from the other side, these soldiers around them couldn't help but gradually calm down, and they didn't have so much hope for killing Liu Futong and getting a reward.

After all, let's not talk about whether you can kill Liu Futong or not, even if you can really kill Liu Futong, there are so many people present, how can you be so wishful thinking that you can get Liu Futong's head.

So after thinking about this, I listened to the trampling of horses' hooves that were getting closer and closer. Some officers and soldiers on the outermost periphery couldn't help but turn around one after another to dodge.

Under such circumstances, the encirclement formed by the officers and soldiers who were too short of time to line up to meet the enemy could not help but tear a big opening.

"Damn, the thief chief must not be allowed to escape. Leave nothing else, give me arrows, and I'd rather kill by mistake than let that thief chief escape!" The encirclement was torn open, and the red turban sergeants who came to the rescue also poured in like a tide.

And in such a situation, after knowing that he was unable to return to heaven by relying on those comfortable soldiers, he couldn't help but roar when he was angry.

Hearing Tai Buhua's roar, the hundreds of crossbowmen behind the battle didn't care whether they would be injured by mistake, and hurriedly pulled their bows and opened their crossbows according to Tai Buhua's order, and shot a rain of arrows at Liu Futong's direction.

"Marshal be careful!" Seeing the enemy release the arrows, Wang Xianzhong, who had to watch the arrows shot by the enemy fly towards the direction where Liu Futong was, had no choice but to shout like this.

However, his roar obviously couldn't stop those cold and shining arrows, so when he heard a cry of pain, he couldn't help but see Liu Futong, who was protected by the guards, and was hit by several arrows.

"Marshal!" Seeing Liu Futong fall to the ground with an arrow, Wang Xianzhong roared heartbreakingly, and then couldn't help but urge the war horse under his crotch, and smashed into the encirclement of officers and soldiers like a madman.

"Marshal! Marshal! God willing, the marshal is alive, the marshal is alive. Quick, protect the marshal and kill it, quick! After struggling to ride the horse to Liu Futong's side, he found that Liu Futong was only in a coma because of the good armor, but he did not die.

After Wang Xianzhong roared happily, he also put the ecstasy Liu Futong on the war horse, turned over on the horse, and personally escorted Liu Futong to break out.

And the cavalry breakthrough is obviously not something that these foot soldiers can stop. Therefore, after Wang Xianzhong paid the lives of more than 200 knights, he couldn't help but protect Liu Futong to fight his way out of the siege and fled to the east when he came.

And in such a situation, it is obviously impossible to catch up with the horse on foot.

Therefore, after letting his subordinates casually kill the head of a red turban soldier who looked a little similar to Liu Futong, he couldn't help but shout "The thief chief Liu Futong has already given the head and ambushed him", and once again strangled the red turban soldier who had no morale.

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"Ahem, ahem, ahem." A series of muffled sounds rang out.

After a few hours in a coma, in the early morning when the sun rose, Liu Futong, who was wrapped in a white cloth, couldn't help but struggle to open his eyes.

"Great, marshal, you're finally awake, you're finally awake!" When Liu Futong struggled to open his eyes, Wang Xianzhong, who was covered in blood and had a happy face, couldn't help but meet his eyes for the first time.

After seeing Wang Xianzhong, Liu Futong didn't care about the surrounding environment, let alone the pain on his body, so he grabbed Wang Xianzhong's hand, pursed his bloodless lips, and asked him in a weak tone: "Xianzhong, how was the battle yesterday, the soldiers are okay." Tartars, what about the group of Tartars? ”

"General......" However, hearing Liu Futong's words, Wang Xianzhong's eyes turned red, but he couldn't help but bow his head.

"Say it, say it! Ahem... Ahem. Seeing that Wang Xianzhong didn't speak, Liu Futong, who was in a hurry, couldn't help but feel a stuffy breath in his chest, and couldn't help but bow his head and cough again.

Seeing Liu Futong coughing like this, Wang Xianzhong was busy patting Liu Futong's back to make Liu Futong more comfortable, and he couldn't help crying and saying to Liu Futong with a sad face: "Marshal, last night because you were in a coma because of an arrow, and the Tartar Na panicked that you died." Therefore, under the two-phase blows, the whole army of our army no longer has the slightest fighting spirit. Therefore, in the battle last night, our army could not help but be killed by the Tartars. ”

"Except for the last general, those who were able to escape back to Tongxu smoothly were less than 30,000 people until the first time. And the Tartar was able to return to Zhuxian Town smoothly after the night attack. ”

"Marshal, admiral... The last general is incompetent, and the last general is sorry for you! Saying this, at the end, Wang Xianzhong couldn't help crying.

Hearing Wang Xianzhong's words, under the blow of this tragic news, Liu Futong couldn't help but feel very tight in his chest. Then, I saw him open his mouth and cough, but he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

"Marshal! Marshal! Seeing Liu Futong coughing up blood, Wang Xianzhong panicked, and couldn't help shouting outside: "Quick, let the doctor come over, let the doctor come over!" ”

However, Liu Futong, who was lying on the bed, ignored this. He just grabbed Wang Xianzhong's hand and instructed Wang Xianzhong: "If I die, next... Then let him obey him... He leads you... Lead the Red Turban Army. ”

"The Northern Expedition failed, so that he... Let him retreat south as soon as possible and ...... as soon as possible Retreat south. After saying this, Liu Fu vented his breath, and he couldn't help but pass out again.

However, Zhang Shihua, who is far away on the West Road and has not yet felt the Wei City, is completely unaware of this.

Therefore, when Liu Futong was in a coma, the 8,000 black-clothed soldiers who had finished breakfast in the whole army couldn't help but rush to Wei's City again under Zhang Shihua's order.

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A few hours later, at noon, not to mention the huge confusion caused to the main force of the Red Turban Army, which was already a remnant of the defeated army, because of Liu Futong's coma again, and the words that Liu Futong told Wang Xianzhong before he fell into a coma. Speaking of Zhang Shihua alone, after a long time of hurrying, Zhang Shihua and the others finally rushed to the south of Wei's city more than 20 miles away.

However, it was at this time that the scouts who Zhang Shihua had scattered yesterday afternoon couldn't help but bring Zhang Shihua another exciting news at this time.

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"Last night, because of the night attack and ambush of the guards and horses, the soldiers and horses on the eastern front led by Liu Futong were defeated. Under the trampling, 140,000 soldiers and horses suffered heavy losses, and the total number of soldiers who survived was less than 40,000. His grandma, is this playing tricks on me! After being suddenly stunned by the news of Liu Futong's fiasco, Zhang Shihua, who was a little in a hurry by a series of abrupt news in the past few days, couldn't help but scold angrily.

However, after scolding angrily, somehow, Zhang Shihua felt a sense of happiness in his heart for some reason.

Yes, it's the feeling of rejoicing. Although everything that has happened in the past two days is as unrealistic as acting, I have to say that such a lose-lose result is indeed the best ending for him Zhang Shihua.

So after knowing the news of Liu Futong's defeat, Zhang Shihua himself was blinded. "Could it be that this traverser really has the aura of the protagonist?" This was the first thought that popped into Zhang Shihua's mind after knowing that Liu Futong was defeated.

After all, all this is too bizarre for him. Liu Futong and the Yuanmeng court, the two sides combined a total of more than 300,000 soldiers and horses, killing and killing, and after both defeats, he actually made him, a "little man" with all the soldiers and horses added up to less than 20,000, reap the greatest benefits.

"Hey, how do you say that? Could it be that there is really such a thing as character in the world? Receiving this sudden good news, Zhang Shihua couldn't help but think of it so beautifully.

(To be continued.................. ）

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