That is the famous general Liao Hua in the late Shu Kingdom.

There is no general in Shu, and Liao Hua is a pioneer. We will not refute the implication of this for the time being, Liao Hua does not have the world-famous supreme force of Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, nor does he have the ability to command troops of Zhou Yu and Jiang Wei; I don't have outstanding talents, nor do I have outstanding achievements, but there is no doubt that he is loyal to Guan Yu and Liu Bei, and his lifelong dedication to the cause of Shu, and his unswerving loyalty and valuable character.

Such a talent, in the future generations, although he is not the CEO of a company, can be regarded as the cornerstone of this elite.

So when Liao Hua appeared in front of He Chen, countless calculations began to play in his mind.

The specific time of Liao Hua's birth is not clearly recorded in history, some say that it was around 190 AD, and some say that it was in 169. But according to what He Chen sees now, Liao Hua should have been born around 169, probably about seventeen or eighteen years old. Although it has passed the best period of cultivation, as long as it is a jade, it will always sparkle with a little carving. At present, the only advantage of approaching and gaining their favor is that he and Liaohua He Man belong to the same Yellow Turban soldiers, but he is only a general, while He Man is the master of the army, and the difference in identity is a bit big. What should I do? He Chen meditated.

At this time, there was another movement in the forest, and then many figures rushed out of the "brush". He Chen's eyes looked through the grass and leaves, and under the moon, about forty or fifty soldiers with swords, guns, bows and halberds rushed up like wolves and tigers. Judging from the clothes and equipment on the body, it should be the Nanyang army.

"Traitor He Man, where do you flee?"

"The remnants of the Yellow Turbans, if you don't hurry up and catch them, you may be spared."

"General He, hurry up, we'll stop them." Liao Hua stopped, his thin and weak body turned back quickly, his mouth roared, his slightly immature face had not completely faded the fluff, and a pair of big black eyes unique to teenagers shone with calmness, courage and fearlessness that most adults did not have. In the palm of his hand, he grabbed a double-edged sword tightly, and under the white moonlight, he could vaguely see the green tendons**.

"Fuck your shit, little Chunzi, you get out of the way for Lao Tzu, roll me as far as you can." He Man's voice was like thunder, and with that burly and tall body, it was as shocking as an ancient giant. I saw him stand forward, grab Liao Hua's neck collar with one hand, and gently pull it back. Liao Hua was like being thrown a chicken, thrown behind his back all at once, the whole process was light, He Man was like doing a trivial little thing, and he didn't have any difficulty at all.

"Yellow Turban remnants, none of you want to leave."

"Brothers, Lord Qin has an order, kill a thief soldier, reward a string of money, take He Man's head, and reward ten taels of silver."

"Kill."

In the shouting of the generals, all the soldiers rushed up with murderous spirits. A dozen or so archers stood in the back row, barely aiming, scattering in a flat line.

"Be careful, everyone." He Man shouted violently, raised the big axe in his hand, danced countless cold and brilliant lights in the moonlight, and quickly formed a tight defense line in front of him, the sound of "clanging" was endless, and the arrows shot were blocked three or four times out of ten, and the remaining half was obstructed by the branches and grass.

The Nanyang soldiers drew their bows and arrows again.

"Ahh In the second wave of arrow rain, the two arrows penetrated He Man's axe plate defense circle and directly hit the Yellow Turban soldiers, causing a lot of damage.

"Fuck you." He Man's eyes widened angrily, his murderous aura was churning, and he took advantage of the fact that the arrow had just passed, strode forward, and casually gave the soldier in front of him a plate axe obliquely.

The soldier clenched the gun with both hands, and didn't want to meet it, but the big axe not only split the body of the gun in two, but also the axe continued unabated, directly splitting the soldier in half, and the miserable cry just sounded and stopped, and the flesh and blood were flying, and colorful internal organs were sprinkled all over the ground.

"General Ho be careful." Liao Hua exclaimed and warned in the distance, and before He Man could draw back the axe, there were several sharp sounds of breaking the air behind him, and two halberds quickly attacked the lower plate, and a Pu knife slashed straight over the shoulder. Although He Man's head is a big old man, the reaction of the battle spirit is not rough at all, and he swings the halberd directly with a backhand axe, like flowing water, and directly swings the halberd, and his body turns around to avoid the Pu knife, during which he does not forget to fly up a leg and kick the knife soldier far away. These actions are procrastinating, but in fact they are like electric flints. It can be seen that Horman is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Liao Hua and other seven or eight Yellow Turban soldiers were not far behind, and they all rushed up to support He Man with the determination to die.

The two sides were soon entangled together, and for a time the killing sound shook the sky, and the scene was extremely tragic.

Although Liao Hua is young, his martial arts are extraordinary, and the double-edged sword dance in his hand is vigorous, and the closed generation cannot get close. I saw him holding the sword in both hands, and with a fierce flick of his legs, he slashed with a powerful jump, covering the top of the Jingzhou soldiers' heads and slashing straight down. The soldier was also fearless, and on the side of his clever body, he could avoid this killing move, and was about to withdraw and enter, but he didn't expect Liao Hua to sweep casually, the speed was extremely fast, and the soldier couldn't react and was stopped and beheaded.

The fiery blood splashed all over Liao Hua's body, but he didn't have time to take care of it, and at the same time, in the position he was standing just now, two jet-black arrows were nailed to the ground, and under the silver moon, the gray feather tufts swayed gently, waving a small cloud of ripples. Before Liao Hua could take a breath, three Pu knives and two spears had already shrouded him from all directions, surrounding him impenetrable, advancing and retreating, and the situation was precarious.

Just when He Chen was worried, Liao Hua saw that there was no way to avoid it, a terrifying light burst out in his eyes, his brows were not furrowed, ignoring the spear piercing from the left side of his shoulder, and the double-edged sword slashed a soldier to the ground with a powerful oblique slash. Then he endured the pain and waved a sword curtain, and with a few screams, two more soldiers fell to the ground.

He Chen looked at it staggeringly, although this Liao Hua was young, he was ruthless to the enemy, and even more ruthless to himself. Blood kept pouring out of the hole on his shoulder, and his face remained unchanged, without a half-colored pain, just simply inserted the sword there, and a fierce murderous aura rose to the sky, coupled with the blood stains that had been dyed red on his body, making people forget that his still somewhat immature face, like a killing god. And although the remaining three soldiers still had weapons in their hands, they all looked at me and I looked at you, obviously shocked by Liao Hua, their faces trembled, and no one dared to take a step.

"Give it to me, kill them." A shrill cry rang out from behind. 、

The soldiers, who had been a little hesitant, looked very resolute again, and rushed forward one after another.

Although He Man, Liao Hua and other Yellow Turban soldiers are very brave, but the two fists are difficult to reach four hands, the heroes can't stand the crowd, and they killed more than 20 Jingzhou soldiers before and after, but they also suffered heavy casualties, originally nearly a dozen people, and now they are standing in the field, and Liao Hua and He Man.

"Lao Tzu fought with you." He Man roared angrily, watching Ze Pao keep falling beside him, his eyes were already red, he had already put life and death aside, and he was dancing with an axe in one hand, and his mind was already a little crazy.

"General He, let's go." Liao Hua grabbed He Man from behind and pleaded.

"Let's go? Go fart, Xiao Chunzi, let go, Lao Tzu has enjoyed everything in this world, and there are no regrets, even if he dies, he has to pull a few cushions. Eighteen years later, Lao Tzu is still a hero. It's Xiao Chunzi, you are still young, you will be a long child in the future, listen to my brother's words, while we are entangled with these officers and soldiers, you run away, the farther you escape, the better. ”

"No, we're going to die together." Liao Hua said resolutely.

"Haha, Xiao Junzi, it's really my good brother. In the next life, General Ben will recognize you as a brother. He Man laughed heroically.

"Go to the Netherworld Mansion and call yourself brothers." Natun gave a smirk at the end, unaware that an arrow of death had been aimed at him. He Chen is no longer going to watch the show, the battlefield is almost coming to an end, if there is no external force to break it, I am afraid that Liao Hua and He Man's physical damage will be a foregone conclusion.

He Chen said silently in his mouth: Bow down.

In an instant, a warm heat permeated the limbs of the whole body, and some decadent spirits began to be highly concentrated, following the muscles and veins of the body, a trace of spiritual power quickly concentrated the fingers holding the bowstring and the aiming eyes. The whole person enters a state of emptiness, the heart is like a mirror, and the distracting thoughts leave, as if the man and the bow are one, and the heaven and the earth are one.

At this time, He Chen stepped forward and drew a round bow, his eyes were like eagles, and his edge was sharp. The whole person is like a lit turret, which can be fired at any time.

"Whoosh", He Chen finally let go of his fingers, like two swans, dancing a beautiful melody in the sky.

A dazzling yellow light shrouded the sky. With a terrible sound that broke through the sky, the arrows that came out of the string were like the radiant sun in the sky, carrying thousands of rays and incomparably hot heat, piercing the firmament, shattering the void, and roaring away at a speed invisible to the naked eye. The next moment, He Chen was dizzy and weak, his eyes were full of stars, and he lay on the grass softly.

"Ahh An earth-shattering scream then sounded, and Tun was accurately hit by the falling bow, and the powerful impact directly nailed him to the tree with arrows, making a loud noise, and then he couldn't die.

The trees trembled slightly, and the boundless fallen leaves fell.

The silence in the field was audible as the needle dropped was audible, and everyone was stunned by the sudden change.

He Man knelt on one knee, raised his head with both hands on the axe, revealing his bloody cheeks, and his whole body was disheveled, like a ghost, but his expression was a little wonderful, the big mouth had been split to the root of his ears, his eyes were bulging like fish belly eyes, and he looked confused and disbelieving; And Liao Hua's double-edged sword fell to the ground at some point, and his mouth became an "O" shape, and his face was full of shock.

The Jingzhou soldiers present were all as petrified by the sudden changes, and they couldn't extricate themselves in shock. And the death of the supreme commander was a huge blow to the soldiers, and the entire Jingzhou army became leaderless and chaotic.