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didn't stop long, turned around and pulled out the Xuantie halberd, and spun out a ball of light that bloomed with blood lotus, killing the yellow turban thieves who were pouring into the city.

"Whew-"

The sound of the explosion of true qi was like the boiling magma in the volcano, sounding one after another, blowing up pieces of scorching slurry, and the yellow turban thieves also kept blowing up pieces of hot plasma, and they all died tragically in the hands of Liu Wei.

The Yellow Turban thieves fell on the head of the city in pieces, and as time passed, the wide city walls were blocked, making it difficult to walk, and there were hideous corpses everywhere, including rebel battalion soldiers, several imperial generals, and more corpses of enemies.

Liu Yan's cheeks were already splashed with blood, but he didn't even have the time to wipe his face, he just kept wielding the Xuantie halberd, killing one enemy after another.

"Haha, brothers rush with me!"

Suddenly, a true Yellow Turban Commander broke through a city wall and was firmly stationed in place, and it didn't take long for thousands of Yellow Turban thieves to gather under his command.

"Phew." Liu Ban spat out the blood splashing at the corners of his mouth, raised his sword eyebrows, and shouted: "Gan Ning, go and kill all these traitors." ”

However, he shouted three or four times in succession, but he couldn't see Gan Ning's figure, worried, and hurriedly looked around, only to see a city wall a hundred zhang away, and as many as 5,000 yellow turban thieves poured in.

Gan Ning held the Nine Heavens Geng Golden Knife high, and rushed around in it in a rage, intending to plug this gap, but the number of enemies was too much, no matter how he rushed and killed, he could not disperse the enemy.

If it weren't for the Jinfan crossbowmen holding ironwood bows and using their exquisite bow and crossbow skills to shoot one yellow turban thief after another, they might have occupied that city wall long ago.

Of course, if the Jinfan Crossbowmen use the Stacked Wave Repeater, after a few waves of arrows, they will definitely be able to clear the Yellow Turban Thieves, but their crossbow arrows are limited, and there are too many Yellow Turban Thieves.

Before the battle, Liu Bian had already issued a death order, unless he was on the verge of death, he could not use the Stacked Wave Crossbow, because he had to keep it as a backup hand and use it when he broke through.

Seeing the precarious scene behind him, Liu Zhiwang gritted his teeth fiercely, rushed to kill Ji Ling, and shouted: "You go to support Gan Ning first, and the yellow turban thief here is handed over to me." ”

Ji Ling didn't say a word, nodded heavily, and roared dragon-shaped true qi burst out all around his body, like an ancient dragon king controlling thousands of dragons, killing towards the rear like a frenzy.

Liu Wei took a deep breath, stared at the thousands of yellow turban thieves with a wild dance of war, roared violently, and rushed over: "The soldiers will kill with me." ”

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The soldiers of the rebel battalion, who had retreated more than ten zhang, looked up at the brilliant figure flying overhead, thinking that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was so brave, what else did we have to be afraid of, and a heroic and dry blood suddenly appeared in his chest, and he strode violently.

When Liu Bian's morale was high again, his worries diluted a lot, but he still smiled bitterly: "This is the first day, and only half a day has passed, and the enemy has already rushed to the city wall. ”

"Do you really want to engage in street battles with the enemy?"

In the midst of his thoughts, Liu Wei, who was swept away in the air, was already on the verge of a yellow turban commander, and the Xuantie halberd slashed downward, only to hear a scream of 'stabbing', and cut off an iron broadsword.

Liu Bian's arms rushed out of dozens of brilliant lights again, the Xuantie halberd descended, and the Yellow Turban Qu Shuai was divided into two halves alive, and a chaotic blood fountain gushed everywhere, rendering him as straight as a rakshasa from the sea of blood.

"Hurry up! Avenge Daqu Shuai! ”

"Rush! Kill him and reward him with a hundred gold. ”

More than a dozen of the Yellow Turban Xiaoqu Shuai, seeing that the extremely strong Daqu Shuai failed to go through a round in Liu Bian's hands, he was horrified, and immediately drove the Yellow Turban thieves around him to kill Liu Bian in a swarm.

As soon as these yellow turban thieves heard about Baijin, they were in a state of cowardice, and instantly turned into majestic and high-spirited, with fires as hot as the sun in their eyes, frantically flocking towards Liu Bian.

Liu Wei sneered very disdainfully, but it didn't last long, and it turned into an extremely bitter laughter, just because it was just a few breaths after he killed the Yellow Turban Qu Shuai.

A large number of Yellow Turban thieves killed the city wall, and one thousand Yellow Turban thieves became two thousand in the blink of an eye.

Liu Bian jumped into the air, trying to leap to the gap, blocking the gap while cleaning up the large number of yellow turban thieves, however, things often backfired.

Liu Yan, who fell in the crowd, didn't wait for him to jump up again, and a sharp spear and bamboo spear stabbed in front of him like a forest, suppressing him dead in the crowd of yellow turban thieves.

Several Yellow Turban Qu Shuai glanced at each other, and their faces burst out with great excitement, because they saw the Red Emperor Armor on Liu Yan's body, looked at the gorgeous and delicate blood-colored battle armor, and knew that the other party was a big fish, and quietly touched it one by one with the ordinary Yellow Turban thief.

"Die!" Liu Bian saw that there were more and more enemies, the gap was getting bigger and bigger, and the anxious emotions in his chest were soaring, and he couldn't wait any longer, Huo Ran spewed out a ball of true qi light.

Hearing only a 'boom', the brilliant light exploded, the spears and spears shattered, and dozens of yellow turban thieves screamed and fell in a pool of blood.

Liu Yan quickly rubbed his face, wiped away the blood that covered his eyes, gasped violently for a few breaths, and stepped on the corpse pile with his right foot, like a big peng flying into the sky, killing the gap in the air.

But at this moment, more than a dozen Yellow Turban Qu Shuai smirked and shot together, spears, broadswords, and sharp swords....... slashed at Liu Bian, who had no way to borrow.

Liu Bian looked down at the scene below, the root of his teeth itched with hatred, and temporarily stopped the rushing body, first threw the Xuantie halberd, killed the two Yellow Turban Qu Shuai, and then, pulled out the cadre sword and the sword at his waist, and cut off all the blades.

The situation of great crisis was temporarily alleviated, but an opportunity that Liu Bian had painstakingly created disappeared at the same time, and the anger hidden in his eyes burst out in an instant, shouting: "Damn Yellow Turban thief, die!" ”

Suddenly, two whirlwinds blew on the city wall, a blood-colored whirlwind and a white whirlwind.

He took a few breaths of gasp, calmed down the surging true qi in his body, and his bloody face was filled with a trace of great cruelty, waving two whirlwinds, crushing away step by step in the crowd, strangling a yellow turban thief who rushed in a frenzy.

When Liu Bian was still fifty zhang away from the gap, he stopped in place again, only to see hundreds of yellow turban elites stationed at the gap, holding excellent ring hand knives, blocking in front of Liu Bian, preventing him from taking a step forward.

Although the combat power of the elite of the Yellow Turbans is not as strong as more than a dozen Yellow Turban Qu Marshals, the combat power exerted by them in the battle formation has far surpassed that of a true general.