A drop of cold dew quietly dripped from the treetops and splashed on the tip of Yang Chou's nose, Yang Chou shivered, shook his head, and inadvertently swept over the dense forest on the left, and suddenly found a flock of birds startling from the forest. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Yang Chou's heart sank suddenly, the empty mountains were lonely, the birds were frightened in the forest, could it be that there were ambushes buried in the forest!?

But Yang Chou quickly denied this speculation, if the bandits can also use the trick, then the sows will go up the tree. Could it be that every military general is as civil and military as himself!

Zhang Yang suddenly tilted his ears and asked Yang Chou in a deep voice: "Yang Chou, what is the sound?" ”

Yang Chou listened for a moment, and said in confusion: "There is only the sound of soldiers fighting." ”

Zhang Yang said: "No, the sound is from the left front, not the sound of fighting." ”

"Front left?"

Yang Scandal's heart skipped a beat, he turned his head suddenly, listened attentively for a moment, and sure enough, he heard a strange sound, like thunder, and like a flood peak, and after only a moment, the sound had been amplified a lot, and the archers who stayed in place and did not participate in the meat game also heard this sound, and turned their heads to investigate.

"Rhythm ~~"

The war horses under Zhang Yang and Yang Chou's crotches began to make noise at the same time, as if they felt some kind of danger.

"Flag! A big flag! ”

A sharp-eyed archer suddenly screamed in dismay, pointing to the left front.

Zhang Yang and Yang Chou gasped at the same time, only to see that under the dark sky, a blood-colored banner appeared strangely from the dense forest, and the poignant flag was embroidered with the four golden characters of "Yellow Turban Invincible". Under the blood-colored flag, a cavalry under the black pressure was rushing over the mountains, the horses' hooves were flying, the mud and grass were splashing, and the hideous killing machine filled the heavens and the earth, and the shiny steel knife was already held high in the air, flashing with a cold glow.

The archers of the Han army began to twitch, looking left and right, their eyes revealing inexplicable fear.

"Yellow Turbans are invincible!" Zhang Yang gasped and said in a trembling voice, "It turned out to be Zhang Bao's Yellow Turban Cavalry!" How did they come back to Maoshan, Yuan Shupifu, kill me~~"

It turned out to be all cavalry! Yang Chou's heart was cold, his eyebrows were tightly locked, the infantry team of the Han army had become entangled with the bandits on the opposite side, it was impossible to collect troops at this time, the Yellow Turban Iron Cavalry not only had a large number of people, but also cavalry with strong impact, and they also picked out suddenly at this time, it was really nerve-wracking, was there really no way to resist?

Zhang Bao rode his horse and raised his sword, running at the front of the riding array, the blood-colored cloak fluttered and crackled from behind his shoulders, the gentle slope retreated like a tide from under his feet, the dense archers of the Han army were like sheep to be slaughtered, slowly unfolding in front of him, Zhang Bao looked up to the sky and roared, and the cold killing machine poured out of his eyes, in the eyes of the Han soldiers, he saw fear, endless fear......

That's what you want! The Yellow Turban Iron Cavalry not only wants to destroy the Han army physically, but also destroy them mentally!

"Death~~"

Zhang Bao shouted, struggling to ride the horse, the war horse rose into the air with a neigh, the volley spanned ten steps away, and fell down from the air like a thousand mountains, the dazzling cold light confused the eyes of the Han soldiers, and the heavy thick-backed steel knife had been slashed down by the powerful habitual surname.

"Poof~"

Blood splattered, and before a Han archer could scream, the whole thing had been split in half.

Behind Zhang Bao, the Yellow Turban Iron Cavalry came like a tide, and each cavalryman straightened his body, raised his waist knife in his hand, and made a chopping action.

"Boom~~"

The Yellow Turban's cavalry array with a powerful habitual surname, like a monstrous wave, overwhelmingly covered the sky, and in an instant the poor Han army archers were drowned, and thousands of sharp waist knives were ruthlessly cut down, drawing thousands of strange arcs in the air, and in an instant, the continuous screams rushed into the night, and the unparried archers splashed blood on the spot, and they all wailed and rolled down the dust.

Opposite the edge of the jungle.

Deng Mao struggled to slash a sword, slashing heavily on a Han army's shield, the wooden shield exploded instantly, when the Han army was stunned, Deng Mao's steel knife had already rotated, lightly slashed between his neck, blood splashed, and a head had been thrown in the air. Deng Mao slashed the Han army with a knife, and suddenly turned around, only to see that Zhang Bao's Yellow Turban Iron Cavalry had already ambushed the troops, like a wolf into a flock of sheep, and launched a ruthless slaughter and poke at the archers in the rear of the Han army.

The fanatical passion ignited from Deng Mao's eyes, and the depression caused by the heavy casualties of the bandits was suddenly swept away, Deng Mao jumped up, jumped on a boulder, raised his arms and shouted: "Brothers, the Yellow Turban Iron Cavalry of the Digong General has arrived, we are about to win, and we will fight with the Han army~~"

"Spelled~~"

The bandits responded one after another, holding hoes, sticks, and stones to launch a crazy counterattack against the Han army, and the situation that was about to collapse turned into a melee again. The Han army commander who had been supervising the formation since the rear stared at Deng Mao, who was roaring with arms on the boulder, a trace of cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and an iron-tired bow quietly came to his hand.

"Huh~"

The sharp sound of breaking the air sounded, Deng Mao's body slammed hard, and then lowered his head and stared at his chest, only to see a piece of arrow Ling trembling slightly in his chest, Deng Mao struggled to raise his right arm, pointing forward, there was red blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth, anger retreated from his body like a tide, and his originally bright eyes gradually dimmed.

"Uh~~"

Deng Mao sighed softly, fell to his knees on the boulder, his head drooped weakly, and a piece of blood from the wolf pierced through his vest, flickering with icy cold flames.

The captain of the Han army smiled coldly, put away the iron tire bow and was about to swing the knife to rejoin the battle group, the deadly slash suddenly came from behind, the cold texture swept through his chest, and a cavalry like a cavalry from hell had galloped past him, and the sharp steel knife in the knight's hand was flashing with a strange cold light.

Zhou Cang slashed with his sword, never stopped, and rode his horse to pounce on the next Han soldier.

When Zhang Bao and Fang Yue led 5,500 cavalry to attack the Han archers, Zhou Cang and Dian Wei led the remaining 500 cavalry to cover the rear of the Han army's infantry, and formed a front and rear attack with the bandits against the Han army.

The captain of the Han army slowly lowered his head, the iron armor on his chest was still there, and a trace of red blood suddenly splashed out from the crack in the iron armor, forming an oblique line of blood, and the next moment, he was surprised to see that the lower half of his body was slowly sliding off his lower half of his body...... "Ah~~~ uh! ”

The captain of the Han army howled violently, and then it stopped abruptly, and the two lifeless corpses fell to the ground.

Yang Chou clenched his grip on the steel spear, howled bitterly, and rushed forward on his horse, trying to fight the trapped beasts.

Fang Yue's huge figure stepped on the corpses all over the ground and flew in, coldly meeting Yang Chou.

"Yang ugly thief, do you still recognize so-and-so?"

Yang Chou raised his head suddenly, but saw a huge body blocking in front of him, but he saw that the person blocking the road was very majestic, two meters tall, especially half of his face was covered by an ink-colored birthmark, which looked extremely terrifying. The thick arms were covered with green tendons, and the steel spear in his hand exuded a cold air.

"Fang Yue!"

Yang Chou was taken aback! (To be continued.) )