"Demon law?" Zhao was stunned for a moment, looking at the general's voice trembling, and his eyes were full of fear. couldn't help but be furious, and pulled out the ring head knife casually, just about to solve this guy who was bewitching the public with a knife, but was blocked by Zhang He, he asked slowly: "Can you tell me about the situation carefully?" Although Zhang Hexin witnessed the whole process, he still couldn't believe this fact.

"No, General." The general responded, then recalled the scene at that time, and began to tell the .......

"How could there be such a strange thing to discover, a bunch of gibberish. The general must be in order to shirk responsibility, so he is bewildered and confused, and his crime should be punished. "I was also a little confused when I pulled my head, in fact, these things were happening under his eyelids, how could he not see it? It's just that he can't believe it, can't believe it, and can't imagine the consequences.

"Zijing stops, what he said should be true." Zhang He seemed to be ten years old overnight, and his voice was decadent and desolate.

"General, why do you believe it?" The fierce and resourceful tricks have finally messed up.

"General Ben has also witnessed these things with his own eyes. Zijing, I don't know if you have seriously understood He Chen's family history? Since the invasion of Hebei by Bingzhou, a certain person has carefully collected some information related to He Chen. Do you know what has accompanied him throughout his career, aside from his dazzling triumph and enviable rise to prominence? ”

"My subordinates don't know." Zhao was stunned, blurted out, and faintly thought of something.

"Hehe, behind every victory, there are unbelievable myths and legends of He Chen. The loud noise that broke out out of thin air was accompanied by a fire in the sky; Two long giant swords, soaring into the air; Like a storm of sand, swirling around the spear, etc., every rumor is incredible; Everything is unbelievable. Therefore, many people who support He Chen say that he is a purple star in the sky, and his opponents and enemies say that he is a remnant of Zhang Jiao......"

Zhao Zhao was already stunned, and could only look at Zhang He blankly, and at this time he could no longer describe his mood in words.

"Dang" A crisp sound of drawing a knife was overwhelming, and the killing sound was particularly harsh.

"Zijing, you immediately lead the Qu Department to break through and pass the news to General Yuan, so that he can quickly organize people to fight back. Otherwise, the giant deer will fall, and there will be no peace in Hebei. At this moment, Zhang He had completely calmed down, and his actions told all his subordinates what was going to happen next.

"What about you, General?" Hearing the resolute meaning in Zhang He's words, a bad feeling swelled in his heart.

"This general first lost Zhangshui Dazhai, and then lost the giant deer heavy city, what face does he have to survive in the world? Now the only way to fight the enemy is to repay General Yuan's grace. Zhang He's voice was slow and powerful, and his pupils flashed with a hint of absolute color.

"The general must not." Seeing that Zhang He had the will to die, he was shocked and begged again and again.

"Zijing doesn't need to say much, General Ben has made up his mind. If the city is there, the people are there. When the city dies, the people die. Zhang He's face was categorical, indifferent to life and death, and completely motivated the move, the latter naturally closed his mouth, swallowed the words of persuasion he wanted to say back to his stomach, and then silently pulled out the knife and stood quietly behind Zhang He.

Zhang He looked at the killing sound under the city, and the scarce Hebei army, in the wolf-like and tiger-like state army, fell one after another, without sorrow or joy. All the future and past of his life suddenly flashed in his mind.

"Father, when the child grows up, he should be like you, a man who stands up to the sky." When he was a child, he was thin and weak, holding a red cherry gun twice as long as himself, sweating like rain in the ice and snow. A tall and strong man on the side, with a kind smile on his face, looked at himself with gentle eyes, full of encouragement and expectation.

"Zhongcheng, the grass people are the people of Hejian, seeing that the yellow turban is making chaos and harming the common people, he came to join the army to serve the court." Winter practice Sanjiu, summer practice Sanfu, in the blink of an eye, he is already a weak crown year, an iron gun, all over Hanoi has no opponent, when the world is in chaos, resolutely join the army.

"Okay, good, Jun Yi is really a young hero, not only brave through the three armies but also proficient in strategy, which is really a great material. From now on, you are the military commander of the state pastor, leading the men and horses to crusade against the Yellow Turbans. In the eyes of Han Fu's appreciation and praise, he has since started his career in the south and the north, and the battlefield of the horse.

"Although Jun Yi is a famous general in the river and has repeatedly broken the yellow scarf, Gongsun Zhan is the hero of the world, occupying Youyou and Ji for many years, Bai Ma Yi has conquered everything, our army is weak, and we should defend it." After joining Yuan Shao, although he had many military exploits and was promoted to the general of Ningguo Zhonglang, Yuan Shao's vigilance against Han Fu has never been broken, and even taking himself is not very important. In the Hebei Army, apart from Ju Yi, who else has a combat function that surpasses himself? But why can Wen Chou and Yan Liang lead the army, but they can only be their vanguard generals?

"Serve the court, support the court, and benefit the people." The old father's choked voice before his death still sounded clearly in his ears.

The future is like smoke, the past is like floating clouds, and the scenes are passing quickly, there are joys, joys, sorrows, and angers, only the oath of youth, as well as the pure teaching and expectation, are deeply imprinted in my heart.

What moistens the eyes? And what's blocking the view? Zhang He couldn't tell the difference, he only knew that the knife in his hand and the sword in his heart were becoming more and more eager for blood, and he couldn't control the crazy murderous aura more and more.

The dense and inaccessible conjugal army began to pour onto the city wall. Zhang He held the ring head knife and moved forward step by step, very slowly and powerfully. The more than ten guards who followed him were infected, and they also put life and death aside, and pulled out their weapons together, ignoring the state army.

A man may die, but the soul of loyalty cannot be destroyed.

"Kill." A few fierce Hun warriors, knowing that the few people in front of them were heavyweights in Hebei, couldn't help but be high-spirited, holding scimitars and small round cards, and rushed forward like bandits.

"Die." Zhang He is a fierce general immediately, and his horse is even more indomitable, and the ring head knife in his hand is really fast, ruthless, and accurate. There was no fancy action, just a simple oblique split, which brought a sharp whistling sound, and cut the Hun soldiers who bore the brunt of the attack directly to the ground.

"Up." The death of his companions did not deter these brave warriors, but only inspired them to fight.

"Try the methods of General Ben." Zhang He smiled fiercely, and the big knife in his hand waved continuously.

"Ahhh......h

Two strands of blood arrows rose into the sky with their heads, a Hun soldier who had lost his shoulder screamed and fell to the ground, three scimitars were knocked into the air at the same time, and the wooden shields of the remaining three warriors were directly cut in half.

"Those who are not afraid of death will come back." Zhang He licked the blood on his lips, coupled with a hideous and angry expression, his momentum was compelling.

"Up." A group of Hun soldiers who rushed forward were wiped out in an instant, and although the soldiers of Bingzhou behind them were a little afraid, they still rushed up. It is the most popular rifle and shield rifle combat configuration.

"Chatter, good to come." Zhang He rushed forward at a fierce acceleration, and on the narrow city wall, he pulled out a figure of electric light.

"Stabbed" three spears, and rushed forward fiercely through the space given by the shield soldiers in the front row.

"Hook" a halberd, and smash it down incomparably.

"Die." Zhang He snorted, his eyes skyrocketed, and the ring head knife brought up the light and shadow in the sky.

"Dangdangdang" sounded several times in a row, three iron spear heads, and a broken halberd "Bang Dang" fell to the ground, top the shield step at the front, "kicking" retreated more than ten steps, and finally fell directly on the body of the soldier behind.

"Die." Zhang He leaped violently, like preying on a black panther, so fast that the soldiers could not react.

The spearmen who lost the protection of the shield soldiers were cut to the ground by Zhang He for the first time, one split the body in half, and the other was cut in half.

The foot soldiers who were advancing were stunned, looking at the crazy killer in front of them, and their eyes showed fear.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way......" A thunderous shout sounded behind him.

The soldiers who heard the voice were relieved, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief, Zhang Hezhi's fierceness made the heroic and tenacious Bingzhou army also have a lot of spiritual blows. All the soldiers moved out of the way, and with scimitars in their hands, Hu Chuquan, wearing the delicate chain mail that He Chen had fed over, strode up.

Today's Hu Chuquan, showing high spirits, full of energy, since following He Chen, although the children are inevitably killed in the battlefield, but the tribal life has improved significantly, all families can use the exquisite porcelain of the Han Dynasty, wear gorgeous silk, eat food that can only be found during the festival, the little ones can read there, the women can also use rouge gouache, the old people are no longer like before, but also hard shepherding, all this has changed in a good direction, and now the city of Julu has been crumbling, at his fingertips, thinking of He Chenxing's reward for a lot of good things, his eyes uncontrollably showed a greedy light.

"The right virtuous king of the Huns is here, but your Excellency is Zhang He?" Hu Chuquan was a little scratchy.

"This general is Zhang He, and you are the Hu Chuquan who works for the tiger?" Zhang He snorted coldly and said with great disdain.

"Zhang He'er, don't show the advantage of your tongue, obediently drop your weapon and surrender, the state pastor may spare your life, if you resist in the corner, next year's day will be your taboo."

"Without further ado, come on." Zhang He gently wiped the sticky place on the side of his face, glanced at his palm lightly, and the bright red blood kept starting to stimulate his heart, crazy battle intent, and kept burning.

"Suffer death." Hu Chuquan seemed to have known this outcome, roared angrily, grabbed his scimitar and rushed forward.

Zhang He coldly looked at Hu Chuyang, who was as thick as a giant bear, ran like an elephant, and was shrouded in a brutal, fierce, and invincible aura, without a trace of fear on his face, showing extremely calm and calm.

Hu Chuquan Gui is the first warrior of the Southern Huns, his martial arts skills are not covered, and the number of forces in the Qunying series is as high as 91 points, making him a fierce general on the battlefield. But Zhang He's force is not to mention, quoting a sentence from Zhuge Cunfu: Hearing about Zhang Yide's battle against Zhang He, everyone is frightened, I see it now, and the party is also useful, if this person is left, it will be a harm to Shuzhong, and I should get rid of it.

This is a character that even Zhuge Liang has to retreat......

(To be continued)