Liu Bian had no choice but to watch the Yellow Turban Thief, like a torrent bursting the embankment, surging into the city wall. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, when he killed half of the Yellow Turban elite, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the Yellow Turban thieves who frantically poured into the city wall were suddenly intercepted by a little-known captain of the Huangfu Army.

Liu Yan glanced at it casually, and was surprised to find that among the emperors who were generally forging the body of Dacheng, this person turned out to be the realm of true qi Dacheng, guessing that this person might be a famous general of the Three Kingdoms, and asked excitedly: "Who are you!" ”

The lieutenant was trying his best to kill the Yellow Turban thief, and suddenly heard Liu Wei shouting his name, his heart was so excited that he couldn't help himself, and the secret opportunity came, and he said in ecstasy: "General Prince, I am Tianshui Jiang Yin." ”

"Jiang Yin?" Liu Bi muttered a few words of this name, and the corners of his eyebrows couldn't help frowning together, in his impression, there was no famous general of the Three Kingdoms called Jiang Yin.

Just as he was about to think about it carefully, he only heard a 'poof' sound, and the Yellow Turban Elite took advantage of his distraction to cut a wound on the back of his hand, and a large amount of blood gushed out in an instant, revealing a looming white bone in front of him.

"Hiss-" Liu Bian gasped, quickly turned around from his stunned state, his eyes shot out of the blood that wanted to eat people, and shouted: "I'll your whole family." ”

Before the words fell, the two true cyclones that danced in the sky were violent in an instant, like the Nu River bursting out, suddenly drowning the only two dozen or so Yellow Turban elites left in front of them.

"General be careful!" Jiang Jian slammed on the blood-red city, a spear ran like the wind, stabbing out more than a dozen cold rays, sweeping away the yellow turban thieves who were blocking in front of Liu Yan, and shouted loudly: "Rebel against the eighteen tuns of the battalion, immediately protect the general." ”

"Drink!"

"Drink!"

A group of soldiers suddenly appeared in front of Liu Bian's right, they were very different from the chaotic Yellow Turban thieves and the prisoners of the rebel camp, the queue was neat, and the momentum was raging.

Under the leadership of many military commanders, they stabbed out spears one after another, and with an extremely fast efficiency, they slashed the yellow turban thieves who stood in front of them, and split a blood-colored road from the yellow crowd.

The sky was getting darker, and the already vague light was even more dim, but the faces of the soldiers of the Eighteen Tun exuded a bright light.

Different from the chaos of the other soldiers in the rebel battalion, this is a love for life, a yearning for survival, more precisely, everyone is full of hope in their hearts, trying their best to survive, make meritorious achievements, and seal their wives and children.

Liu Bian's surprise was even worse, and he said secretly: In just one night, these captives have been trained in such an orderly manner, it seems that this person is not simple.

Jiang Jian saw the appreciation on Liu Yan's face, his expression did not change, and he still solemnly killed the yellow turban thief on the edge of the city wall, but his heart was like eating a Kunlun peach, and he was extremely happy.

Liu Wei took advantage of the gap between the eighteen soldiers blocking the Yellow Turban Thief, wiped off the flesh and blood on his cheeks, took a few gulps of cold air, swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and said: "Jiang Yin, as long as you support the Yellow Turban Thief to withdraw from the army, you will be named an assistant military captain from the eighth grade." ”

Jiang Yan's eyes instantly burst into flames, and the spear swept, splitting more than a dozen Yellow Turban thieves, and shouted: "Eighteen soldiers formed a fish scale formation. ”

"Drink!"

"Drink!"

The eighteen soldiers were immediately divided into five parts, one by one, and arranged in front of Jiang Yin, and according to the orders he shouted, they kept changing positions and stabbing out spears.

After a while, the eighteen soldiers relied on the layers of battle formations, and attacked in a very orderly manner, killing a large number of yellow turban thieves, leaving behind a place of corpses.

Jiang Jian brought surprises one after another, Liu Wei was even more sure that his identity was not simple, and he was about to think about it carefully, when he saw that the Yellow Turban Thief was already less than five hundred, he immediately stopped his thoughts, and Bi Ji rushed out angrily.

"Kill!" Liu Bian's heroic roar, the brilliant light and true qi flew all over the sky, like a surging blood-colored spring, and Sumeru washed away the enemy in front of him.

As soon as the dozens of yellow turban thieves saw a blood-colored rainbow, their eyes were forever soaked in blood, and they could no longer see anything.

The blood-colored spring flowed away, the clear sword light rose again, and the dozens of yellow turban thieves who followed stepped into the footsteps of their companions, and with the blood beads sprayed everywhere, they fell on top of the pile of bones on the corpse mountain.

Liu Bian held two divine weapons in his hands, swirling around the two streams of brilliant light flowing in the noisy camp of the Yellow Turban Thieves, constantly rushing and killing, bringing up countless beads of blood, leaving behind the corpses that fell to the ground one after another.

Suddenly, more than a dozen yellow turban thieves suddenly attacked from the left side, and their spears stabbed Liu Bian's body fiercely, but they did not cause any damage.

After all, the Red Emperor Armor was made of Xuantie, and with ten forging spears alone, it couldn't break through his defenses.

I only heard a 'bang' sound, splashing a large area of sparks, and Liu Bian, who was hit, took three steps back, and the blood fountain in his hand was stunned.

Liu Bian's murderous eyes suddenly turned back, and the sword was covered with brilliant light, splitting the layers of qi waves, cutting off a spear and cutting more than a dozen blood lines.

The sneak attack of the Yellow Turban Thief was still immersed in the snickering joy of stabbing Liu Yan, and the neatly cut heads fell quickly to the rear under the scarlet fountain.

Liu Bian licked a bloodshot at the corner of his mouth, his hideous face, the emotion of madness, staring at the yellow turban thief in front of him, stepping on countless white bones and livers with his feet, bursting out a wave of flesh and blood, and rushing away violently.

The remaining hundreds of Yellow Turban thieves looked at the Blood Sea Rakshasa in horror, only to feel countless cool air rushing straight to the spinal cord from the soles of their feet, their legs trembling, and their bodies were full of chaff.

"Hell, brothers, run!"

"Help."

"I surrender!"

At this moment, I don't know who was the first to scream and flee frantically, and the hundreds of yellow turban thieves who collapsed finally couldn't support it anymore and shouted violently.

They either fled backwards, or stood still and wailed, or laid down their arms and surrendered, and at this time, not one of them had the idea of fighting, and all of them were frightened and deserted.

Liu Bian had already killed the red eyes, where could he care so much, as long as it was an enemy wearing a yellow scarf, all of them were cut into corpses by the sword and the sword, and scattered on the head of the city.

After a long time, Liu Bian gasped for breath, while flicking the blood on the sword, the pair of terrifying bloody eyes like ghosts, looking around, all the soldiers took a step back, standing trembling in place, not daring to move.

Even the surging crowd of yellow turbans froze on more than a dozen cloud ladders, no matter how urged by the companions behind them, they just refused to step forward, instead, they fled down as if they were desperate.

"The prince is mighty!"

"The prince is mighty!"

Jiang Jian was in a turbulent mood, and couldn't help but roar wildly, and all the soldiers looked up to Liu Yan, who was as heroic as the ancient Red Emperor, and under the excitement, they roared violently with Jiang Yin.

Some people even tore off the tattered armor on their bodies with a 'hiss', chased the cloud ladder with enthusiasm, and killed the past.