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"Hehe-"

Bo Cai was still smiling and looking at the sergeant surnamed Cao who was scolding, and at this time, Du Long had already walked up to him with a smile, and the cuffs were lightly brushed on the sergeant's forehead.

"What are you doing, you yellow moths, you want to put-"

Before he could finish speaking, suddenly the sergeant surnamed Cao let out a heart-rending wail.

"I never pity the lives of ants." A faint smile tugged at the corner of Du Long's mouth, but such a smile made people shudder, as if the air around him had reached below freezing.

Bo Cai restrained his smile and looked at Du Long in front of him with a solemn expression, while Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao couldn't help but feel cold.

Du Long is ruthless, and his methods are ruthless, so it is better for such a treacherous person to be with him!

"Forget it, give him a good time!"

Bo Cai waved his hand lightly, Pei Yuanshao walked over with a fierce look in his eyes, and dragged the soldier surnamed Cao to the outside of the big tent.

After that, Bo decided to personally go and meet the Changshe soldier who came to disturb the camp, who was he sacred?

When Bo Cai came over, he saw Zuo Zhang's eight rides killing two dead soldiers, and Sun Jian's figure gradually retreated.

Suddenly, there was a heart-rending shout from the Yellow Turban Army, and suddenly, the Yellow Turban soldiers who gathered around scattered one after another.

The three dead men smiled at each other with blood-dripping ring-headed knives in their hands, and slashed the yellow turban soldier who was still beside him with his arms in his chest because of nervousness.

"Kill—"

"Avenge the death of my brother—"

"Rush—"

With a loud shout, the three of them ran wildly in the crowd, mixing in the crowd and shouting to the sky.

After a brief moment of confusion, the Yellow Turban Soldier came to his senses. They all receded like a tide.

As soon as the three men tried to pursue, they found a row of Yellow Turban Elite soldiers holding shields surrounding them.

"Come on!"

"Come on!"

"Up—"

The three of them looked at the Yellow Turban Elite Loyal Army who were surrounding and said viciously.

"Bang-"

With a crisp clapping sound, the group of Yellow Turban fighters armed with broadswords and shields half-knelt down, revealing a pair of archers.

"I see—"

In the face of the sudden death, the three of them did not have any expression of panic, looking at the rows of bows and arrows aimed at them, and the three of them held their six hands firmly together.

This is the last consolation for brotherhood, this is the last story of comradeship, this is the final summary of the end of life, Huangquan Road, there are brothers as each other's companions, and they will not be lonely.

"Batch iron armor, carry a long knife. The battle with the son is long. ”

"Fight with the enemy, die and live together. Fight with your son, and your heart will not be slack. ”

"Shoot the arrows—"

Under the orders of the Yellow Turban Centurion, hundreds of arrows rained down on the three sergeants, rubbing the air and making the sound of hunting winds.

The moment the arrow pierces through the chest, it will feel hot and painful;

When death strikes you, you will feel a little regretful.

However, this is my choice without regrets, just to be able to let my brothers live, just to be able to achieve the final victory!

When death is inevitable, when courage needs blood to write, the back of our brother is our last support, stand up straight and lie down, we are the soldiers of the Han Dynasty, the military soul of my Han Dynasty!

The head can be broken, the blood can flow, the iron bones are strong, and the sky and the earth stand up.

The body can die, the soul is still there, the proud bones stand in the sky, and the rivers and mountains are overlooked!

Just after the three sergeants were shot, a firework flew in the air, "Bang! A thud landed on the tent beside Bocai.

The fire snake rode the wind, and in an instant, it engulfed the tent, and in the sky-high firelight, Bo saw Sun Jian's somewhat vague figure, but it was strangely tall.

Of course, Bo Cai will not just give in, Sun Jian in front of him has taken the lives of many Yellow Turban soldiers, and many of them have even been swallowed up by the raging fire in their sleep.

As Sun Jian retreated, the curtain came down on the operation of the dead soldiers of the Changshe to disturb the camp, and the tent ignited by the fire snake made a "beep" sound, and occasionally there was the wailing of the wounded Yellow Turban soldiers.

Sun Jian's action undoubtedly brought a huge impact to Bocai's Yellow Turban Legion, and for a while, people were panicked, Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao, as well as the rest of the Qu Shuai, centurion, uncle, etc., went to collect their soldiers.

"Dafang, then, let's take our leave first."

In this situation, Du Long saw it in his eyes, and his disdainful expression was indescribable, and at that moment, he clasped his fists with both hands and said in a deep voice.

Bocai's dark starry eyes reflected the firelight in the sky, and after a while, he let out a long sigh and said quietly: "Everyone go and put out the fire." ”

For a while, the chaos in the camp could not be stopped at all, Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao were so anxious that they blew their beards and stared, but there was no way to stop the group of frightened birds in front of them!

In the chaos, even the elite Yellow Turban Elite Loyal Army still couldn't stop them.

Many Yellow Turban soldiers passed by Bo Cai, and Bo Cai had concerns in his heart, and this time Sun Jian's night attack on the camp had left a deep impression on his heart.

Bo Cai didn't know that in the dark night, there were two pairs of eyes staring at him, one was naturally Qin Zhong, and the other was the last dead soldier of the Changshe.

No one knows the name of this dead man, but he plans to do an earth-shattering career, he plans to assassinate Bocai!

Bocai pinned his hands behind his back, withdrew his own soldiers, and walked alone to the large camp behind him, where there was a bare hillside.

Suddenly, the dead man rushed over quickly, and suddenly attacked, the Pu knife in his hand shone in the bright moonlight, and the big knife slashed towards Bocai.

"Hmph—"

Bo Cai's eyes shone with a cold glow, the gutless rats who don't measure their own strength, if it weren't for your gang of reluctant, you wouldn't have lost so many Yellow Turban brothers.

Bo Cai's side dodged the dead man's hateful blow, and then raised his right foot and kicked the dead man in the chest.

There was a muffled snort, and the dead man was bounced down the hill like a ball.

After thinking for a while, the dead man let out a "whoop" and stood up covered in blood, his teeth creaking because he was full of anger: "Bocai thief, I want to avenge my brother." ”

"Hehe, I admire your courage, it's a man, let's go!" Bocai waved his hands and said casually.

"Hmph, fake benevolence and false righteousness!"