The wind is blowing.

The sound of fighting continued, and the frontal conflict between the war horse and the war horse was often a lose-lose situation, and the tiger and leopard cavalry suffered a lot of losses, but after Xiahoudun came to command, the numerical advantage of the entire Cao army was undoubtedly displayed.

The wind blew Zhang Liao's hair ornament, his helmet had long since disappeared, the long knife in his hand had been dyed red, his expression was calm, it seemed that all this was in his expectation.

"Zhang Wenyuan." The state of Xiahoudun on the opposite side was also very bad, the black cloth blindfold had already been picked off, revealing his missing eye, and the terrifying scar made his face look even more hideous.

Zhang Liao didn't care about Xiahoudun's words at all, he just squinted his eyes slightly, exposing his defenseless self to the enemy.

Northern!

He killed a Hu man with a knife, his head went straight to the sky, and the blood spurted his face, but Zhang Liao didn't care, he wiped it very happily, and was about to slap his horse and continue to kill.

killed several generals in a row, the overall situation of the Jiuyuan battlefield has been decided, Zhang Liao stopped his sword and stationed his horse, playfully playing with the head of Hu Shuai, he was laughing, laughing hideously. Then he looked at the headless corpse and gave the order.

"Carry the corpse back to the city, put it in the ding, boil it, and the brothers share the food."

Hu Eater is not a slogan, nor is it used to strengthen courage, when the Hu people are defeated, this group of border soldiers is to really eat the corpse of the Hu people.

Perhaps in the eyes of the Han Chinese, the Hu people are just a human-like animal...

The bronze tripod is very difficult to get, in the Eastern Han Dynasty, the people who cook with the bronze tripod are people with status, Zhang Liao's identity is not enough, this tripod was specially asked by Ding Yuan before he went on the expedition, the purpose is to completely cook the body of the dog.

He has eaten the mutton boiled in Bronze Ding, and it tastes very good. Then the Hu meat boiled in the bronze tripod should also taste good, right?

Zhang Liao, who was still a little young, raised his eyebrows, but no one in the three armies dared to underestimate this young general, because when Zhang Liao was fighting, they saw that he seemed to be a devil.

Fear, timidity. Zhang Liao was very satisfied, and on this day he knew that he could also be awe-inspiring.

Zhang Liao, who was squinting, suddenly grinned, but this scene fell into Xiahoudun's eyes, but it made him extremely vigilant.

He had long known that Zhang Liao was a wizard in the use of soldiers, and it was very difficult to deal with, so he looked around and made sure that there were no flaws before he snorted coldly.

"Today, you Zhang Wenyuan is born with three heads and six arms, and it is difficult to fly with wings!"

Unable to escape? Zhang Liao shook his head, he didn't think about running away at all. Three heads and six arms? Except for this commander and martial arts, he is just an ordinary person.

As long as it is a human being, which one can give up the feelings that should be there.

Hurray, endless cheers. Zhang Liao returned triumphantly, this time he was thirty years old, which was the year of his establishment. After he defeated King Hu in the south, he was able to marry the woman he loved most in his life.

Although there is no title on the gold list, Zhang Liao also has the night of candles in the cave room. And when he was already a lieutenant and accompanied by his beloved wife, Zhang Liao can be said to be proud.

In the third year, Zhang Liao had a child, a boy, and he was born cute.

You must know that until now, Zhang Liao's son has only just weakened the crown. Thinking of this, Zhang Liao's brows furrowed.

The two bottles of bone-eroding poison have been sent to Luoyang, calculating the distance between the two places, at this time, his wife and children should have received the poison sent by his henchmen.

My wife is a big family and very smart. Where do you not know the meaning of this poison? If the husband wants to rebel, how can the trapped wife and children live?

He still wanted to spend the rest of his life with his wife and children, but now... The most beautiful face, the loveliest tinder, should have turned into two cold corpses a long time ago.

The reality is always so skinny, if you want to gain something, you will inevitably lose something, no one can get something for nothing, and no one can escape a fair ruling.

"Take your life!"

Looking at the change in Zhang Liao's expression, Xiahoudun always felt weird, but the current situation must be resolved quickly, Zhang Liao's wolf cavalry has been exhausted, and Zhang Liao himself is exhausted.

Xiahou Yuan had already led his troops to pursue Gao Yun, so Xiahou Yuan understood that he had to kill Zhang Liao as soon as possible, not only for Cao Mengde's orders, but also for his nephew who was killed by Zhang Liao.

Xiahoudun no longer hesitated, and the knife had already charged forward.

Death?

Zhang Liao's expression seemed to be stunned, after his death from Lu Bu Gaoshun, what he was waiting for may be today.

Twenty steps, the wind is loud, and the steel knife has been full of strength by Xiahoudun.

Zhang Liao chuckled, and the figures of two close friends appeared in his mind.

Ten steps, the wind moved with the knife, and Xiahou Dun's had completely locked Zhang Liao within the attack range.

Zhang Liao's smile gradually became stronger, as if he saw the dead man who was left to me.

Five steps, the human knife is one, because of the huge force, Xiahoudun's steel knife has closed into the rushing air, producing an audible friction sound.

Zhang Liao was already laughing again and again, because what he saw was the peerless Lu Bu who fought alone in the world under the Tiger Prison.

At this moment, Zhang Liao's eyes suddenly opened.

At this moment, Zhang Liao's long knife was as fast as thunder.

"I am Yanmen Zhang Wenyuan!"

"Ding!"

The sound of the detonation was already deafening, and the resonance of gold and iron was even louder, sparks flew everywhere, and the steel knives of two first-class generals were clenched to death in mid-air.

Overlooking the battlefield, there are not many wolf horses left, but Cao's army is still like that.

Xiahou Yuanrang roared angrily, and Zhang Liao's arms had risen to the strongest state, like dragons and tigers contending with each other.

"Flutter!"

Zhang Liao loosened his head and glanced down at the rusty spear head peeking out of his chest.

"Flutter!"

"Flutter!"

"Flutter!"

Countless spear heads sprung up from his chest like mushrooms after a rain, as if he would not give up without penetrating the fine cuirass. Black blood spat out of Zhang Liao's mouth, and a large number of Cao army warriors had been wiped out on all sides of him...

The rain is falling.

When the wind carried the sand and dust and blew Zhang Liao's hair again, the blood had already coagulated, Zhang Liao's face was still so calm, and he still had that intriguing smile on his face.

Under the setting sun, Zhang Liao's left hand was still holding his long knife and refusing to relax, while the other hand was holding the broken flag. A few flies circled around his corpse, the cold light on his armor contrasting with the congealed blood.

The sky gradually darkened, Zhang Liao's face was also hidden by the darkness, and the rain brutally washed over his body, which had washed away several blood scabs, and he couldn't tell what kind of liquid it was, only that Zhang Liao's whole body was dyed red.

There are no living people on the battlefield, but Zhang Liao's war horse is still alive, it roars weakly, endures the knife wounds on its body, and wants to say that the master is standing in this heaven and earth.

But...

The corpse is like a kite with a broken string, and finally it can't stand the devastation of the heavens and the earth. With a "ding" sound, first the long knife fell to the ground, and finally the whole corpse had fallen to the ground...

Because of the rain, not even the dust stirred up a few layers. The corpse was facing the ground, and a few strands of green silk on the skull had been tossed high by the wind, lonely as weeds...