The fat shopkeeper actually didn't know enough about Hong Ji, he only knew that Hong Ji had a bad temper, but he didn't know that his brain was not much better.

The furious Hong Ji raised his left hand and cut off the palm of his left hand with an axe.

Such a murderous move obviously shocked everyone.

Nani?

I grass!

SB it!

Upstairs is the right solution...

Between the two armies standing for a few breaths, it rained blood on the heads of the 2000 yellow scarves standing in the front row.

Miserable, hell on earth, one after another, but that's it.

Han Shizhong, who witnessed everything, thought that he looked down on life and death, but when he saw a yellow turban soldier scratching his face stiffly, that kind of touch was not only the stomach turning upside down, but also faintly afraid.

Hong Ji, who killed 2000 yellow turbans in seconds, recovered, picked up the severed palm left on the corpse wall and put it in his arms, and walked towards the yellow scarf step by step.

Although their feet were so dense that they couldn't make a sound, everyone felt the sound of their feet pounding on their minds.

Step by step, as Hong Ji slowly walked, the Yellow Turban Army spontaneously retreated for the first and only time since the two armies fought.

As he entered and retreated, the wind blew the cloak on his shoulders, and the domineering spirit of seeing the world as nothing made all viewers feel broken.

At the beginning, the joke of the person who was stabbed by the yellow turban turned over on his back became a myth that everyone trembled about.

But Han Shizhong is not an incompetent person after all, and he has already understood through simple observation that the dead Yellow Turban Army will die miserably because their bare skin in the air comes into contact with the rain of blood.

"Shield Array!"

After the first row of big shields was propped up, a steady stream of big shields were sent behind the yellow scarves, and with efficient cooperation, in just a few minutes, 3000 yellow scarves were already with shields.

"Shoot!"

This simple arrow array, or the arrow array separated by 3,000 shield yellow turbans, has no pressure on Hong Jikai, who has already practiced the seventy-two axes of Pangu Kaitian to the beginning, and quickly dances the mountain axe to block all the arrows that are not accurate.

"Rush!"

After a few rounds of arrow rain, 3,000 spears and yellow turbans actually launched a charge with shields.

"I'm grass! Shield strike? Captain America! The tiger is not powerful, you and I are Tom! ”

Hong Ji, who had already killed the red-eyed Hongji, dragged his bleeding left arm and rushed towards the yellow turban with an axe.

……

"General, the fire has already reached the sky, why not..."

Huang Feng glanced at the deputy general who spoke, nodded and said, "Blow!" ”

Call!

More than 3,000 bamboo pole ports poured out a rapid air flow at the same time, gathering a fierce wind and whistling towards the train.

Exhale, inhale, exhale...... The cycle goes on and on, in an orderly manner, and it is actually borrowed by manpower for a while.

"Brother Wentai, do you notice anything unusual?"

Guan Yu inexplicably felt a palpitation, and couldn't help asking.

"It's the wind!"

Sun Jian's expression became a little solemn: "And it's Dongfeng!" ”

Liu Bei was puzzled: "Why is the east wind blowing at this time?" ”

"Big brother, even if it's the east wind, there's nothing to burn on the wide road here, and the fire can't burn, why am I always uneasy?"

"It's smoke!"

The well-informed Sun Jian's tone actually carried a little trembling, as a real warrior, the horse leather shroud is not terrible, but it is an insult to the warrior to die aggrieved and unreasonable.

It is important to know that most of the people who die in fire are not burned by fire, but by smoke.

As time passed, more and more soldiers saw the billowing smoke coming like an all-engulfing beast, and the panic gradually spread.

"Kill!"

The sudden, close shouting made the people look eastward, and at some point, the congested avenue rolled forward.

It turned out that Cao Cao saw that the Yellow Turban Army had changed its spear into a shield, and decisively commanded the army to cross the corpse wall and charge at the Yellow Turban.

The best defense is offense, and the moment the Yellow Turban Army put down its spear, it lost not only its unrivaled offensive power, but also its defense.

The axe that sharpened iron like clay easily split an iron shield and split a yellow turban in half.

It's a pity that it's only three seconds handsome, boom!

Before he could react otherwise, he was knocked out by the shield-wielding yellow turban in the second column.

At this time, Cao Cao, Huang Zhong and others finally arrived.

You must know that the spear and yellow turban are when everyone charges with a shield, and there is only one big shield on the body, although it guarantees an unparalleled impact, but the lethality is pitiful.

At this moment, watching the rows of Yellow Turban warriors fall weakly with their bare hands after the shield was broken, Han Shizhong already understood that he had made a very fatal mistake.

But there was a voice in his heart to remind him that his choice was right in that case, if he didn't stop Hong Ji, he would slaughter the Yellow Turban unscrupulously by himself, and once the myth of one person defeating an army was remembered by the Yellow Turban, this battle would not have to be fought, and now at least it would be lost to the entire Han army, not to Hong Ji alone.

Han Shizhong is not a person who can't afford to lose, gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and said ruthlessly: "Light wolf smoke, scatter thorns, withdraw!" ”

Ding!

A large number of prismatic thorns were sprinkled on the ground, making a crisp sound.

The yellow turban, who was holding a shield and waiting for death, had already realized this scene.

As Han Shizhong's cronies, no one knows their generals better than them, and they also know that their current generals are not only their own generals, but also the Qu Shuai of the entire Bowang Yellow Turban, and no one blames him for making such a decision.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, and the world is lucky!"

A yellow turban who had put life and death aside to buy time for their commander to retreat hissed loudly.

Two, three...... Shouting the unquenchable flame in his heart, he launched the last undying charge.

When the dust and smoke fell, looking at their unyielding faces, everyone sighed.

……

"General, wolf smoke!"

"What! The situation is good, but why? ”

Finally, Huang Feng and Huang Mei had so many doubts turned into a long sigh.

"Withdraw!"

On the other side of the line, the golden horn and silver horn looked back at the battlefield, and regretted endlessly: "Marshal, you can continue to block the brothers with spears, and when the smoke arrives, the 70,000 Han troops will be killed and wounded, why ......?"

"Even if we use our lives to stop it, we can really keep all this group of Han troops here, but under the desperate counterattack of the Han army, under the poisonous blood of that strange man, how many of us can survive?"

"My purpose is to preserve you, not to kill them......"

There was a tremor in his words.

You must know that what he sacrificed for the army was not a cat or a dog, but a personal soldier who followed him for countless days and nights.

……

"General, we annihilated more than 5,000 enemies, lost 4,000 cavalry, and more than 200 infantry."

"Huh...... Not bad, the enemy died more than us. ”

Hong Ji, who was standing at the intersection, stroked the white silk cloth between his left hand and said casually.