0219 Battle of Yangcheng 3
Suddenly, a ghost-headed knife with hundreds of yellow lights slashed through the white goose feather snow, evaporated a large amount of water vapor and mist clouds, and slashed at Liu Yan's head with a scream. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
I heard one person laugh excitedly: "Boy, your time of death has come." β
Liu Yan's seemingly trance-like face rose with a hint of joy, and he laughed heroically and said: "I don't understand the plan to lure the enemy, I think you have lived to the end." β
"Boomβ"
True qi burst out, snowflakes danced, the Xuantie halberd in Liu Bian's palm knocked away the ghost head knife at a very fast speed, his left hand quickly wiped on his waist, and a clear spring quietly turned into a rainbow.
Li Damu was about to retreat into the Yellow Turban Army, thinking that the other party was just a true qi subversion, and he was a powerful Grandmaster Realm general, he laughed self-deprecatingly, raised the Ghost Head Knife and swept away.
However, before he could make a move, he felt a clear white light flash, and a thick left arm, sprayed with scarlet blood, fell backwards.
Li Damu glanced at his left arm in the air in confusion, sneered in his heart, and said disdainfully: "You won't be able to sneak attack, you... Ahh
Before he finished speaking, Li Damu screamed violently, quickly covered his blood-surging left arm, his face was hideous, his muscles were bursting up, and his eyes were bloodshot and glared at Liu Bi, "I'm going to kill you." β
Liu Yan sneered disdainfully, and the Xuantie Halberd first killed more than 20 sneak attack Yellow Turban thieves, and then his legs burst out with a circle of red light, killing a bloody path from the Yellow Turban army and slashing at Li Damu.
Li Damu endured the great pain, quickly wrapped the wound with a strip of cloth, held the ghost head knife in one hand, burst out with boiling true qi, frantically slashed at Liu Yan's head, and shouted angrily: "Kill! β
Liu Bian looked at Li Damu, who was already violent, but his heart was greatly settled, and he hooked up a corpse with his right foot and smashed it at Li Damu, the Xuantie halberd was hidden behind the bloody corpse, and the insidious thorn was about to pass.
"Bang-"
Li Damu slashed open the blood-colored corpse with a knife, and his angry eyes were looking for Liu Yan's figure when a black iron halberd as cold as the North Darkness penetrated his left chest.
At the same time, a faintly visible spring smeared Li Damu's bruised neck.
Li Damu only felt a death qi penetrating through the bone marrow, which instantly hit his whole body, his heart palpitated, his chest was dull and difficult to breathe, and he coughed up blood and said: "Lord Ji Ling, don't hurry up and do it!" β
"Whoosh-"
The cold wind screamed, the air waves surged, and a powerful iron arrow shot extremely quickly, and the Xuantie halberd in Liu Yan's right hand was clamped by Li Damu's chest, and the sword man in his left hand was also firmly held in his hand.
At this time, Liu Wei had no defensive power, but the iron arrow did not shoot anywhere on his body, but hit the Xuantie halberd with an arrow.
Liu Bian breathed a sigh of relief, his left hand trembled, cut off Li Damu's fingers, and with countless cold light shining on the sword, he flung it horizontally, turning into a snow-bright arc in front of him, and cut off more than a dozen broken knives that were slashing at him.
After getting out of the crisis, Liu Bian's body retreated quickly, entered the guards of the rebel camp, and pretended to be extremely angry and said: "Ji Ling, as a courtier of the Han Dynasty, you have also done such a rebellious thing. β
Ji Ling glared at the seriously injured Li Damu hatefully, a trace of bitterness appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said in his heart: How dare I disobey the lord's order.
He didn't say anything, he hugged his fist at Liu Yan with great guilt, and then, the three-pointed two-edged knife pointed angrily ahead, dozens of dragon-shaped true qi, whistling the white wind and snow, and danced wildly.
"Sonorous and sonorousβ"
Three thousand Cangtou troops wearing heavy armor and holding three-pointed knives rumbled on both sides of the city wall, like two mountains standing on the city wall, indestructible and amazing.
Ji Ling led the Cangtou army, pushed the passive and slacking yellow turban thieves, and ran over Liu Fan and the rebel camp step by step, and said in a deep voice: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, unless you jump off the city wall, there is no way to escape." β
"However, the city wall is so high, no one but you can fall down the city wall alive, and there are tens of thousands of yellow turban thieves ambushing soldiers under the city wall, and the ladder has also been removed, even if you jump down, it is a dead end."
"You deserve to be defeated."
Liu Yan's face was cloudy, and with a hint of relief, he quietly climbed up to the corner of his mouth, stared ahead and said, "I don't think so." β
"Whoaβ"
As the words fell, a super-first-class general in pitch-black armor and a first-class general in blood-colored armor slowly stepped out from behind Liu Yan.
Even if there are only two of them, the momentum that bursts all over their bodies overshadows the momentum exuded by tens of thousands of yellow turban thieves, and the murderous aura is like the abyssal sea.
Ji Lingwang saw General Fubo's Ma Yuan and Killing God Bai Qi, sighed suddenly, shook his head and said, "Since Lord Yan Luo has set up a death net, he has already reached Ma Yuan and Bai Qi. β
"The two of them, no, have empty shells of remnant souls, but they are dead things recruited by Taishi Gong, not real living people."
"Tens of thousands of Yellow Turban thieves alone are enough to consume the historical qi of Guangtai Shigong."
Ji Ling's face was always relaxed, his arm waved lightly, and the Cangtou Army began to press sideways.
Although the Yellow Turban thieves had already been frightened by the rebel camp, and it was Li Damu who led the Yellow Turban Army, not the three Zhang Jiao brothers who fanatized them, so they had the idea of escaping.
But under the crushing of the Cangtou army, all the yellow turban thieves who did not dare to move forward were trampled into blood foam by them, and the terrified yellow turban thieves could only scream and rush forward again and again.
"It's all dead anyway, so it's better to fight."
"You can also get a reward for killing the Han army, brothers!"
"Kill!"
Tens of thousands of yellow turban thieves roared slogans one after another, like two long yellow rivers that were rolling and flowing, surging wildly from both sides.
Liu Bian was helpless, knowing that what Ji Ling said was true, but now there is only one way, that is, to kill a bloody way, and shouted: "Soldiers, for the glory of the Han, kill!" β
"For Your Highness!"
"For Your Highness!"
The imperial auxiliary army, who swore to death, roared angrily to the sky, raised the spear in his hand, oppressed the prisoners of the rebel camp who did not dare to come forward, and quickly rushed to Liu Yan's side, like a big human shield, blocking the surging Yellow River.
Ji Ling sat on the top of the city tower with a golden sword, looking down at the abrupt yellow torrent below, staring at the imperial auxiliary army with envy and said: "It is worthy of the emperor's army that followed the prince's southern expedition to the north and the south, this momentum of seeing death as home." β
"Not to mention the Cangtou army under my command, even if it is a halberd under Yuan Shao, Cao Cao's tiger and leopard horses, I'm afraid it will be difficult to use their lives to pave a way for the Lord to live."
"Well, Xing Tianjun under the command of the general may be able to, but this group of ordinary human races is even comparable to Xing Tianjun in a certain aspect, which shows that the prince's imperial skills are quite terrifying."