035 The Great War of Xiaoyang 1

Liu Wei lowered his body, looked at the galloping Xiaoyang army from afar, turned around and whispered: "Wen Xiang, send an order for the soldiers to prepare for the attack." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Lord, this is not the right time, when the enemy arrives at the low mountain fifty miles away, and no sound of fighting can be heard, it is the best time for our troops to sneak attack." Xu Sheng stared into the distance and said in a deep voice.

"Okay, it's up to you." Liu Yan's face was stunned, and he sighed secretly: "Fortunately, there is Xu Sheng, who is familiar with military books, otherwise, he almost missed a big event." ”

"What is written in those novels is all fake, I haven't read much of the war books and war strategies, I don't know the customs at all, after the protagonist crosses, he either breaks Lu Bu or slashes Lao Cao, it's too fake."

"The worldview is different, let alone fighting, being able to manage a thousand smoothly... No... A hundred soldiers, it's not bad. ”

"I still have a lot to learn, and I still have a long way to go."

Thinking of the end, Liu Bian lightly spit out the depression in his chest, and looked at the camp with his eyes firmly, and the killing machine gradually grew.

In the middle of the day, Xu Sheng raised the corners of his eyebrows, and suddenly whispered: "Lord, it's already noon, and the enemy must have arrived at the low mountain." ”

Liu Yan, who didn't relax for a moment, was overjoyed when he heard the words, his strength was spurted, and several true qi wandered above his legs, flew on his horse, and shouted: "Soldiers, rush!" ”

The voice fell, the red dragon horse 'sigh' over the mountain, four hooves soared, with the help of the momentum of the hillside, rushed at a faster speed, only three breaths of time, carrying Xu Sheng's red dragon horse, far away from the distance from everyone, like a rainbow lightning, came to the gate of the camp.

Xu Sheng held his breath, dozens of true qi accumulated on the Xuantie spear, containing but not sending, the exploding spear was 'crackling' around it, and when the red dragon horse was on the verge of the log gate, his arms and muscles burst out, and he suddenly stepped forward and shouted angrily: "Break!" ”

"Bang-" Xuantie grabbed and pierced the gate of the camp in an instant, the body of the gun trembled violently, turning the momentum into a collapse, and in an instant, the qi exploded, the glow danced wildly, and dozens of dazzling true qi burst out with the Xuantie gun.

The sturdy log gate was shattered by the furious Ji Meng's true qi, and countless cracks were opened.

Xu Sheng's face was slightly relaxed, and then he spat out dozens of illusory color swirling true qi, his wrists twisted sharply, his elbows swirled quickly, and he shouted angrily: "Open!" ”

The dark iron spear that pierced through the gate, like a dancing green python, exploded in the heavy upper roll, only to hear the sound of 'boom', the wind howled, the sawdust flew, and countless pieces of wood powder shot out, swept into the sky, like countless angry arrows, roaring across the air, shooting into the camp.

"Okay." Liu Yan, who was riding a blue-maned horse, couldn't help but shout wildly, and his eyebrows were full of hearty laughter.

"Drink!" The eight hundred soldiers who had just sprinted halfway behind Liu Yan looked at the rock-solid giant gate, which was easily smashed by Captain Xu, their morale skyrocketed, and they roared passionately.

Xu Sheng was about to drive his horse forward, but the red dragon horse showed a look of disgust, standing in place and jumping wildly, his body constantly leaning forward and backward, trying to turn Xu Sheng upside down.

Xu Sheng looked at the enemy who was getting closer and closer, and in desperation, he was angry at his waist, and the glow around his body surged, and he jumped into a black shadow and fell into the enemy's battle array...... The most basic moves, with the blessing of true qi, are frantically harvesting the lives of the enemy.

Seeing Xu Sheng get out of the saddle, the red dragon horse's shining beast roared excitedly, galloped away at great speed, kicked back and kicked violently, kicking the blue-maned horse under Liu Bian's crotch, and the beast's body burst out at great speed, and received Liu Bian in the most comfortable position.

Liu Wei patted the horse's head, shook his head and smiled: "You......"

The red dragon horse turned his head and licked Liu Bian's palm, and the beast's pupils emitted a fierce light, 'sigh' roared, carrying Liu Bian to the camp not far away.

The camp is located in a mountain col, surrounded by a series of natural stone walls, backed by a towering mountain peak, with only a wooden barracks as an exit.

After Liu Bian led 800 soldiers to attack the gate, the Xiaoyang barbarians had become turtles in the urn, and it was difficult to fly with wings.

Ten zhang from the ground, there is a natural platform, at this time, four warriors wearing yellow scarves and an old man wearing a feather crown, wearing a feather coat, and his face is painted with various symbols, are talking about something.

"Immortal Master, since the Xiaoyang tribe forged battle armor for you, then please protect the safety of the people of Xiaoyang." The old man leaned over, propped up a wooden staff, and said in a low voice.

Guan Hai was about to speak, when he suddenly heard a person next to him: "Wu Zhu, I heard that the Xiaoyang tribe has a few Xuantie weapons that have been inherited for hundreds of years, as long as they are ......"

Before this person finished speaking, Guan Hai's eyes lit up, he glared at him fiercely, and arched his hand: "Mr. Wu Zhu, please rest assured, the people of the Xiaoyang clan believe in the Daliang Immortal Master, and they are a family. ”

The voice changed sharply, and he turned around and shouted: "Zhou Cang, Liao Hua, Pei Yuanshao, the three of you led the Yellow Turban guards to take down the thief." ”

After Zhou Cang and Liao Hua heard the order, they didn't say a word, and immediately burst out of their true qi and ran down, Pei Yuanshao glanced at Guan Hai indignantly, and chased after the two with a big knife.

Liu Wei relied on the speed of the red dragon horse, constantly wandering on the edge of the battle array, the Xuantie halberd roared like a swift wind, coming and going like electricity, harvesting one enemy after another, half an hour passed, not to mention injured, even blood rarely splashed on his body, compared to Xu Sheng, who was at the peak of his true qi, it was much easier.

When Liu was in the middle of killing, he suddenly heard a large number of footsteps in front of him, looked intently, and was stunned for a moment, only to see a large number of men wearing various armors and yellow scarves rushing here like a tide, with fanatical expressions and burning eyes.

"No, the Yellow Turban thieves have infiltrated the Sili area." Liu Wei looked at the large number of yellow turban thieves rushing in, stunned.

At this time, the three of Zhou Cang, who came together, glared at the war horse under Liu Yan's crotch, and exclaimed: "Xuanpin is down the stairs!" ”

"Haha, whoever grabbed it first, thief, hurry up and hand over the war horse to Grandpa Pei, and leave your whole corpse." Pei Yuanshao laughed wildly, encouraged dozens of true qi, stepped down heavily, and flew in the air.

Zhou Cang and Liao Hua were also overjoyed, Bi Ji Zhen Qi rushed towards Liu Bian, and two groups of strong men who were dancing with dozens of True Qi roared and killed Liu Bian.

Liu Bi looked at the three people who spit out dozens of true qi one after another, and was shocked, and hurriedly sent the red dragon horse back to retreat, Fu Dao: Except for Guan Hai, who can fight with Guan Yu for dozens of rounds, there should be no first-class among the Yellow Turban thieves, or even a super-first-class fierce general, why did three masters of the peak of true qi appear one after another today.

"It's a bit interesting, a third-rate general with seventy-one fights, and two second-rate generals with eighty-five fights, have all reached the peak of true qi."

"It is rumored that Zhang Jiao has been inherited by the Yellow Emperor, and it seems that the credibility is quite high." The Confucian choked his trembling body, took out a dark green long flag, and slowly walked down the mountain.