"Charge!"

Hua Xiong roared angrily, the long knife in his hand kept swinging, and there was a bloodthirsty desire in his eyes. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

For so many years, Hua Xiong has always been known as the number one warrior in Xiliang under Dong Zhuo, whether it is the young and vigorous Li Dao or Guo Yan, or the young and steady Fan Chou Zhang Ji, he can't challenge the first in his army at all.

Twenty-four or five years old is not too old, it can be regarded as a young ambition, his status in the Xiliang Army is second only to Dong Zhuo and Li Ru, and he is a dazzling Xiliang warrior on the battlefield!

But today he felt a little humiliated, and he felt a little nervous when the white horse cavalry appeared.

Although their Xiliang cavalry is a heavy cavalry, it still has speed, even if the white horse army is a light cavalry, but so openly surpassing the Xiliang iron cavalry, it really makes him unbearable!

How many years have they not been surpassed by other cavalry, even their worst speed is not good! The Xiliang Cavalry has the indelible glory of the Xiliang Cavalry itself!

But when he saw the team charging inside the city gates, he could only be shocked. The wheels were shot in an orderly manner, and the fierceness of the charge was as terrifying. Hua Xiong was patient after watching all the charges of Bai Ma Yicong, and for the first time he felt that there was a cavalry that could challenge the Xiliang Iron Cavalry.

"Blow the horn of the charge!"

Hua Xiong roared again, he had already inquired that it was Gongsun Zhan's White Horse Righteous Cong, they did not have the same gorgeous slogan as the White Horse Righteous Cong, at this moment they looked unpretentious.

Even if there were only 100 horses, the Xiliang Iron Cavalry wrapped in heavy armor still sent out an overwhelming impact on the ground, and the huge roar made everyone present shocked.

The Thirty Flying Bears rushed over with their servants with their minions like this, and everywhere they passed was dusty, and Hua Xiong rushed to the front like the soul of this army, stabbing at a thief who was still panicking.

The thief general was almost stunned by the momentum of the Xiliang cavalry, so even if Hua Xiong's long knife slashed horizontally, he still didn't react much, and when he suddenly felt a little light, it was already too late.

The thief only felt that his upper body was suddenly raised, and his waist felt a trace of coolness, and his pupils were a little swollen, and he couldn't help but look down, and the blur of flesh and blood made him a little disgusted.

Looking at the flowing intestines and internal organs, it seemed to feel a little familiar, and suddenly the lower half of his body, which was still gushing blood at the previous moment, had fallen to the ground, and he wanted to press the ground hard to stabilize his somewhat erratic body, but he found that he couldn't drive his legs.

I fell heavily on the ground, and it wasn't until the moment I lost my breath that I realized that I had been cut into two pieces by someone!

Hua Xiong seemed to like to watch the expression on the corpse's face change, and when the thief was motionless, he felt a trace of disgust, and as soon as he pulled the reins of the horse, Dawan Ma immediately raised his front hooves and kicked half of his body far away, as if he were kicking a ball.

Hua Xiong moved again, and the Xiliang Flying Bear Army behind him also felt the battlefield at the same time, and their combat method was the same as all cavalry, which was to plunge into the enemy army, using the impact force and strength speed to strangle the enemy army in a large area.

But the Flying Bear Army led by Hua Xiong seems to be even more ferocious, every soldier, including the hired servants of the Qiang tribe, does not seem to be the bandits on the opposite side at all, they are all powerful people, every knife and every shot is a thousand pounds, and every attack must be a blur of flesh and blood.

Three back and forth, it seems to be faster than the white horse Yicong, and the bandit on the other side is emptied, if the white horse Yicong in the eyes of the bandit is the devil, then the Xiliang Iron Rider is undoubtedly a demon!

Gongsun Chan had already stopped the charge, and he originally wanted to leave the other side to the heavy cavalry that he had left behind, so that he could estimate how much strength the other side had.

But now it has already exceeded Gongsun Zhan's estimate, and there is no way to have that kind of killer's own white horse righteousness, but there is no slightly inferior loss in his eyes, but a more majestic flame!

Ju Yi is still calm, and he also maintains the demeanor that this coach should have, at this time he just looked at the corpses all over the ground in a daze, he has seen Bai Ma Yi and Xiliang Iron Cavalry, he is no longer taking illusions to join these armies and become a member of the army, his mind has been recalling what Wei Yu said to him before the war.

"Qingyue, your future should be in the world."

Ju Yi finally understood the meaning of Wei Yu's words, he knew that there were endless powerful people in the world, and the army with high combat effectiveness was endless, and Ju Yi, who was still in his early twenties, had planted a seed in his heart.

Someday he must make these armies tremble over his name!

Xu Huang, who was stunned, was already holding back his own intentions, but Ji Lingle Jin was a little different, they were all generals with a lord, and their task was to use their own bravery to make their lord stronger.

Le Jin prides himself on being ruthless, but when he saw the mutilated corpses and disorganized internal organs all over the ground, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, squatted down and grabbed a handful of bloody and fleshy things at random and put them in front of his nose to smell them, and then turned back to Ji Ling to speak.

"Bogao, you and I boast of bravery, but from today's point of view, it is still far, far away."

Ji Ling put away his three-pointed two-edged knife and didn't reply, just turned around and wanted Yuan Shu to walk over, he knew that they were no longer needed in this battle.

Ye Jiu's face was already pale, he couldn't accept that he had almost become a bald commander just now from the time when he was leading a thousand people in a stick of incense, he even felt that he was dreaming.

"Qu Shuai, the enemy is brave, let's retreat!"

Ye Jiu's sleeve of the broken arm was still floating in the air, and his eyes were still staring at the battlefield without answering.

"Qu Shuai!"

Ye Jiu's henchmen were already kneeling on the ground, and the sword in his waist was about to be unsheathed to prepare for a death advice.

"Qu Shuai retreat!"

Ye Jiu's relatives who were still alive petitioned one after another, and the wails finally made Ye Jiu understand that all this had really happened.

"We... Remove. ”

Ye Jiu shook his head to cheer himself up, he understood that his decision at this time could be related to the lives of everyone who followed him.

"Withdraw the five wrestlers, we immediately retreat, there is only one suspension bridge in the valley ahead, and we will cut it off after crossing the bridge to save our lives."

"No!"

Ye Jiu looked at the man who was clenching his fists and sighed: "We need someone to break the back when we retreat, and the person who breaks the back must be more than lucky... Ye Meng, you..."

Ye Meng was clever when he heard the reality, but immediately replied as if there was fire in his eyes: "Although Qu Shuai retreats, he will be cut off by Qu Shuai!" ”

After Ye Meng finished speaking, he immediately ordered a hundred dead soldiers, and was about to move forward, Ye Jiu turned around helplessly, this man who was adopted by his father and grew up with him since he was a child may be his only cronies, but he may be about to fold today.

Guan Yu's left hand was no longer usable because of the injury, and now he could only use one hand to hold the knife, originally he thought that this time it might be difficult to escape, but a young man about his age suddenly appeared in his field of vision.

I saw that the young man had only approved a layer of leather armor, and his two arms were strangely long, and they were carefully estimated to be knee-length. Although there is still a little gap between Guan Yu's martial arts, helping Guan Yu at this time can also keep Guan Yu evenly matched.

Liu Bei followed his senior brother to charge with the White Horse Yicong, and he didn't have the opportunity to know the strength of the White Horse Yicong, but once he charged with this team, he was immediately infected.

It was not the first time Liu Bei had killed someone, but there had never been such a refreshing killing, and when he charged to the rear army, he saw a long-haired man facing four majestic men alone. Already a little enthusiastic, he joined the battle without hesitation.

But he is a little scared now, he doesn't know that these majestic men have such great strength, the blood just now has been crushed by the hammer, at this time he just wants Gongsun Chan to quickly kill the bandits to support himself.

"Qu Shuai has a life, a few wrestlers hurry up and retreat!"

One of the big men was in the heat of killing, and when he saw a thief coming to give the order, he was so angry that he sent him to hell with a hammer.

But they can also understand the battle situation clearly, and they have been defeated and run away is the best way out, and after making eye contact, the random four people stopped entangled with Guan Yu and Liu Bei, and ran towards the area of the suspension bridge.

Guan Yu yelled when he saw that the four of them were about to run, and wanted to chase him, but Liu Bei on the side immediately held him down.

"Immortal Brother, the so-called poor Kou Mo chases, let's go back to the big army!"

The two of them had already known their names, and although Guan Yu was injured, Liu Bei immediately shook his head as soon as he said it.

"Brother Xuande, this matter is not possible, Yu was ordered to kill the leader of the enemy, how can the enemy not chase after the defeat of Yu at this time?"

As soon as Guan Yu grasped the Qinglong Glaive Knife, he casually found an ownerless horse and chased after him.

Liu Bei sighed helplessly, and also found his own mount and ran with Guan Yu. At this time, he didn't understand why he would snipe the enemy general with Guan Yu, and he didn't understand why he had a trace of affection for the long-haired man.

The two had already crossed the bridge, and when Liu Bei turned around, he saw that the drawbridge had been cut off by the one-armed thief's cronies, and he also turned his heart sideways, speeding up the horse speed and juxtaposing with Guan Yu.

This time, he didn't feel powerless when chasing Gongsun Zhan.

He felt that Guan Yu, a man, seemed to be more in tune with him, and he felt that maybe he could rely on Guan Yu to make an immortal career.

Under the sunset, Guan Yu looked at Liu Bei who was chasing after him and laughed, and Liu Bei resolutely responded with laughter.

The two of them, who are speeding up again, have a sense of heroism...