Cheng Yu shook his head, Cao Ang is still a young man, and young people have a common problem, that is, they can't hold their breath. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Xun Yu ran over to comfort Cheng Yu: "The lord is in a hurry now, it's useless for you to persuade him." It's better to let him toss for a while, and when he gets tired of tossing, he will naturally stop. ”

"Lord, why is there nothing wrong with me?"

Dian Wei was in a hurry, and he didn't see him for a long time. Cao Cao's death, he also blamed himself very much, he wanted to take revenge and regain confidence for himself.

"You, you leave some 300 soldiers and horses from Zilong and stay in the camp!" Cao Ang said in a low voice: "Although the number of troops is small, the task is very heavy. Once the enemy attacks the camp and the baggage is gone, we will face the danger of total annihilation. ”

"Whoa!" Dian Wei was immediately deflated when he heard the first sentence, but after listening to the words that followed, he suddenly felt like he had been beaten with chicken blood: "I promise to complete the task, I am in the camp!" ”

After speaking, Dian Wei went to Zhao Yun to lead the troops and horses.

If the Yellow Turbans want to seek a decisive battle, then come.

Cao Ang's side is in formation, the left, center and right armies are clearly distinguished, and the fresh clothes are angry and angry, just waiting for a battle!

I've been holding back the evil anger in my heart for a long time, and it's time to make a move!

Bu has cooperated with Bian Xi in the division of labor, directly transferred out 200,000 troops, and left 100,000 troops to guard the camp.

The 200,000-strong army was wrapped in yellow scarves on its heads, and it looked like it was mighty, and for a while, no one could compete with it.

Bu had already ridden a horse and stood side by side with Bian Xi, looking at the army of people behind him, his heart was full of ambition, and he said to Bian Xi: "If the great sage and good teacher are alive and see such a scene, will they be so happy that they can't close their mouths?" ”

"Who knows? I think so. ”

Bian Xi said it on his lips, but in his heart he became more and more incomprehensible, the war was won or lost, but people were arrogant, which was a prelude to defeat.

You know, he learned from different sources that Cao Ang is really a terrible person, and he must not be taken lightly. He was able to start from scratch and create a Flying Tiger Army comparable to the wolf riding of Bingzhou, and he also made moves under the hands of the Tiger, which was not an ordinary person.

Although Cao Cao is powerful, after Bian Xi met Cao Ang, he always felt that he had an inexplicable fear in his heart: Cao Ang was more powerful than Cao Cao, and his methods were more vicious, otherwise he would not have received all of Cao Cao's troops in a short period of time.

It didn't take long to hear Bu Ji say in a lazy voice: "Cao Ang, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Oh, and Bian Xi is there. ”

Bian Xi sighed in his heart, Bu had said this, which was equivalent to him being tied to a boat with himself, and no one could escape if something happened. Although he didn't like Bu Ji, he had to work hard for him.

Already done? Cao Ang really hasn't heard of it, it is recorded in the history books that when Cao Cao broke the Yanzhou Yellow Turban, he didn't mention Bu Ji's name at all.

Bian Xi, Cao Ang still has a little impression, he was originally the commander of the Yellow Turban Army, but later demoted Cao Cao and became a certain guard.

Guan Yu took his sister-in-law to find his brother thousands of miles, and Bian Xi contributed a head, achieving the reputation of Guan Erye passing five levels and killing six generals.

But now, Cao Ang decided not to give Guan Erye this chance!

"Whoever kills his father will be punished even if he is far away!"

Cao Ang spoke, his words a little calm, but they contained his anger.

The three armies were moved, Cao Ang's grief was their sorrow, and Cao Ang's anger was their anger.

Coincidentally, there was a trace of anger in the eyes of each of the officers and soldiers of the three armies, as if they were about to spray out all the anger in their hearts.

"Then it's up to you to see if you have the ability!" Bu had already laughed, seeing that Cao Ang had pressed out all the troops, he looked like he was holding the victory.

Bian Xi felt a little uneasy in his heart, but he didn't know where this uneasiness came from.

The Great War is imminent!

"Han Zhi, you go and meet Cao Ang for a while!" Bu has said this now, very confident, with a sneer on his face.

He felt that it was impossible for Cao Ang to participate in the war, so at most he would send a young general over to have a discussion. Han Zhi is a more famous wrestler under him, good at double hammering, powerful and famous.

Let Han Zhi take the lead, the purpose is to break Cao Ang's morale, and the officials and soldiers of the Han Dynasty like to do this the most.

Han Zhi was tall, riding a brown war horse, holding a double hammer, riding to the flat ground between the two armies, and shouted out of thin air: "Cao Ang, do you dare to accompany your grandfather Han Zhi to fight for three hundred rounds?" ”

This sentence turned Cao Jun's anger on the contrary.

Cao Ang felt that as the commander-in-chief, it was a little inappropriate to play again, so he had to order: "Who will fight?" ”

Zhao Yun responded first: "Lord, leave this work to Zhao Yun." ”

Le Jin also hurriedly said: "Lord, let me go, I promise to beat them all over the ground to find teeth." ”

Cao Ang thought about it, but he still wanted to give the first credit to Zhao Yun, after all, he was the person he fancied, and he had to dig him back with a lot of effort, and he had to let him shine.

Otherwise, the generals will not necessarily obey him.

"Zilong, I'll leave it to you! Not a single one to stay! Cao Ang said coldly, his eyes full of cold killing intent.

These are all crimes committed by these Yellow Turban Army generals, killing their father's hatred, and they don't share the sky! Otherwise, he can still be a second-generation official with peace of mind.

"Wait a minute!" Zhao Yun was just about to respond, but Cao Anmin rushed out of the battle, and he said anxiously: "Brother, no, lord!" The people ask to go to war to avenge their father! ”

His tone was sonorous!

His attitude is resolute!

His countenance is stubborn!

Cao Ang was a little troubled, Cao Anmin, the kid, was blinded by revenge, and it was not okay to keep him sober.

Zhao Yun held the bright silver spear and did not move, but just looked at Cao Ang quietly, his eyes full of gratitude, waiting for his final decision.

"Xiao Honghong, help me check Cao Anmin's force value." Cao Ang was a little worried, he loved Cao Anmin, who was born and died with him and lost his father at the same time, and his brother's natural love for his younger brother.

"Cao Anmin, the force value is 80, he is in the early stage of second-rate generals, and he has no special martial arts skills." Xiao Honghong said.

"Where's that guy on the other side!" Cao Ang then asked.

"Han Zhi, the force value is 83, he is a second-rate general, and he has no special martial arts skills." Xiao Honghong told the truth.

Cao Anmin's 80 against Han Zhi's 83, with his full of anger, it shouldn't be a problem to drag it out for a while, as long as it's not life-threatening.

"You cowards, do anyone dare to fight?" Han Zhi waited for a long time and no one paid attention, and began to dance in front of him, and said proudly.

"Good!" The cheers of the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army were like thunder, as if Han Zhi had achieved a great military feat.

The Yellow Turban Army, except for Bian Xi, all had a blind self-confidence, believing that they would defeat Cao Ang with their numerical superiority.

On the other hand, on Cao Ang's side, there was silence everywhere, full of murderous intentions.

The old lord passed away, the new lord was in charge, and the whole army was holding back a murderous aura last year, which was simply a mourning soldier.

It is said that the mourning soldiers will win, but I don't know if it's true?