"Kill!"

Under Yuan Shu's death order, Ji Ling looked up to the sky and roared, riding like flying, like a sharp knife stabbing into the Yellow Turban Army formation from behind, chasing Guo Da and others who were fleeing, and the three-pointed two-edged spear weighing forty or fifty catties in his hand swept left and right, and the thieves were like waves splitting and the blocker was killed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

In the shouts of boiling against the sky, hundreds of elites swore to follow Ji Ling and march forward bravely. Countless Yellow Turban soldiers made a mess and died one after another.

"Death to those who stand in my way~~"

Zhang Xun shouted, his round eyes widened angrily, the war horse galloped forward dozens of steps, and the long knife weighing more than ten catties dragged and slashed, and the blade passed, dozens of thieves were cut in half in an instant, and the blood of the internal organs was splashed all over the ground, and its condition was unbearable, but Zhang Xun turned a blind eye, and rode back and forth, for a long time, and continued to drag and slash......

"The thief is gone, and he will eat a certain knife!"

Li Feng and Lei Bo were not to be left behind, and they also led the army to cover up and kill, and in an instant, the Yuan Shu military camp became a slaughterhouse, and more than 10,000 Yellow Turban troops were like more than 10,000 animals without the power to resist, waiting to be slaughtered, or there were outlaws who resisted, and they were soon drowned under the chaotic knives of the Han army.

"Woo~Woo~Woo~Woo~~"

Yuan Shu stood in the back of the camp accompanied by Yuan Lian, Chen Lan, Le Zhi and others, looking at the tragic slaughter in the camp from afar, when the sound of the slaughter in the boiling sky almost numbed the eardrums, the strange sound of three short and one long horns suddenly rushed into the sky, and it was clearly transmitted into the ears of Yuan Shu and others.

"Where is the trumpet?"

Yuan Shu's face changed, a trace of essence flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly looked at Yuan Shu beside him, and Yuan Shu also said in a condensed voice: "The sound of the horn seems to come from the direction of Huguan?" ”

Yuan Shu, Yuan Lian, Le Zhuo, Qiao Rui, Chen Lan, and Chen Ji turned their heads almost at the same time, looking in the direction of Huguan.

A blood-colored flag broke through the ground strangely, gradually rising from the empty field, the wind howled, the flag fluttered, the blood-colored flag suddenly unfolded in the wind, the first rays of sunlight pierced the clouds, just shining on it, and suddenly the four big characters of "Yellow Turban Invincible" were raised.

"The Yellow Turban is invincible? Isn't Zhang Bao in Youzhou!? Yuan Shu suddenly gasped, "Why are they here?" How could it be here!? ”

Yuan Jian and Yan Xiang quietly exchanged glances, and a trace of worry flashed in their eyes at the same time, Zhang Bao suddenly killed at this time, it was really nerve-wracking. It seems that they still underestimated Zhang Bao, but they didn't expect that Zhang Bao would give up the Youzhou camp and come to Huguan. I'm afraid this victory is unpredictable.

"Could it be a traitor's bluff?"

Yuan Shu's eyes narrowed suddenly, but soon, he realized that he was wrong.

After the blood-colored banner broke through the ground, it swung violently in the wind, and the black-pressed cavalry had come out densely from the horizon, gathering under the banner with great momentum, and the black steel armor reflected the brilliance of the morning sun, exuding a dazzling cold, and the cold killing machine spread endlessly from the field.

Yuan Shu battalion, the cold-blooded slaughter is still being staged, the Yellow Turban Army that has been fighting all night has long been exhausted, and it can't organize decent resistance at all, and it was cut into several small pieces by Ji Ling, Zhang Xun, Li Feng, and Lei Bo, and then devoured it one bite at a time.

Born in troubled times, life is no longer life, just a string of rewards, nothing more.

In more than half an hour, everything will be settled, all the Yellow Turban thieves will become the bounty of the Han army, and the Huguan will become Yuan Shu's bag, but at this time, the Yellow Turban Cavalry suddenly appeared like a ghost, is this just a coincidence? Or was it premeditated?

There was cold air behind Yuan Shu, and when he looked around, there was also an awe-inspiring look in the eyes of Yuan Shu and Yan Xiang.

"General, quickly Mingjin retreats his troops and gets out of the battle. Otherwise, our army will fall into a place of no return! ”

Yuan Shu said to Yuan Shu with an anxious face.

"No way!"

Yuan Shu looked at Yuan Shu with hideous eyes, his eyes showed a crazy look, and he said sharply: "The Huguan is mine, the Huguan is about to arrive, how can I withdraw at this moment?" ”

"General, calm down! If you are defeated, you can start again, but if the soldiers are gone, it will be all over! ”

Yan Xiang persuaded the crazy Yuan Shu bitterly~

Yes, if you are defeated, you can start again, but if you are gone, what qualifications do you have to do it again? How to defeat that Yuan Shao's cheap species?

The endless cold flames in Yuan Shu's cold eyes were burning, he looked at the battlefield coldly, and gritted his teeth and said, "Mingjin retreats!" ”

"Dangdang~~"

Yuan Shu gave an order, and Qingyue's golden sound resounded in the sky.

Although Yuan Shu was unwilling, he knew that if he continued to fight with the Yellow Turban thieves, the consequences would be unimaginable, if he could not meet the enemy in a neat military formation before Zhang Bao's cavalry arrived, it would not be long before the Yuan army would be in chaos, and nearly 10,000 Yuan soldiers would become the current Yellow Turban thieves and become sheep to be slaughtered.

Yuan Shu had no choice but to order Mingjin to withdraw his troops.

However, at this time, is it really too late for Mingjin to withdraw his troops?

Ji Ling swept a yellow turban general off his horse with a shot and was about to stab him to death with a shot, when Qingyue's sound of Mingjin suddenly sounded in his ears, and he couldn't help but say, "Hey, is Mingjin a song?" ”

"Withdraw! The whole army retreated~~retreat~~"

Although puzzled, Ji Ling did not hesitate to give up the pursuit of the Yellow Turban general and led the army to retreat.

。。。。。。。。。。

"Drink~"

"Purr~"

Fang Yue lightly grabbed the horse's belly, the war horse snorted, let go of the four hooves, and slowly moved forward, behind Fang Yue, the deputy general made a fierce move forward with the blood-colored banner in his hand, and the Yellow Turban Iron Rider suddenly swept over the embankment like a stream of water, slowly rolling along the flat earth......

"It's too late!"

Yuan Shu's eyes flashed, and he said sharply to Qiao Rui: "Qiao Rui, immediately lead the elite soldiers of the headquarters to intercept the thief cavalry, and before the army is completed, you can't let them come over under any circumstances!" ”

Qiao Rui lifted the long knife upside down, grinned, and said sharply: "Don't worry, general, but Jiaoqiao Rui still has a breath, he will never let the thieves ride by, brothers, come with me, the Han army is mighty ~ kill!" ”

"The Han army is mighty, kill!"

The last 1,000 elite soldiers left in the battle around Yuan Shu responded with a howl, and after following the bridge horse, they fearlessly greeted the swept Yellow Turban Iron Horse.

Do you want to block the charge of the Iron Cavalry with just a thousand men? Yuan Shu, you also underestimate our Yue's soldiers! Today, my Fang Yue was reborn in the Yellow Turban, let me let Fang Yue tell you what is the real tiger and wolf army!

Witnessing Yuan Jun's movements, a cold smile flashed in Fang Yue's eyes, and he pulled the mask down, and in an instant, his entire face was already hidden behind the hideous ghost mask. Behind Fang Yue, more than a thousand Yellow Turban Iron Riders also pulled down their helmets and masks, only to see the armor and grimaces, and the cold and terrifying aura spread endlessly between heaven and earth.

"Yellow Turbans are invincible!"

In the frenzied sound of horses' hooves, Fang Yue's loud roar sounded.

"There is no advance or retreat, and I am invincible!"

More than 1,000 iron horsemen rode like flying, and wolves howled in response. (To be continued.) )