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Xiahou Yuan frowned, and shouted in a deep voice: "How can you win the battle in a panic!" Quiet! ”

Just now, Xiahou Yuan has proved himself with his deeds, and his prestige is enough. Everyone fell silent in an instant, and the village chief was on the side, smiling and nodding.

Then Xiahou Yuan didn't say a word, and without saying a word, he picked up his weapon from his horse and walked straight to the entrance of the village.

Everyone looked like they were doing the same, and each of them grabbed a variety of weapons and quietly followed Xiahou Yuan out.

At the entrance of the village, I saw the head Xiahou Yuan standing with a knife, and the crowd behind him was swarming and ant-gathering, standing without standing, and it was chaotic.

In a few moments, a group of people dressed in yellow scarves arrived.

Xiahou Yuan's eyes narrowed, and with his experience and intuition, he could see that this group of yellow scarves should have been on the battlefield and were veterans. And there were about a hundred or so of them, not at all about seventy or eighty people as the man said.

At this time, Xiahou Yuan's mood was not calm, comparing the other party to the veteran who had been on the battlefield on the hundred, and there were more than 20 villagers on his side, there was no comparison.

It seems that it is a bit difficult to win.

Just when Xiahou Yuan was thinking about it, a person in the village quickly ran over to this side.

Slowly...... Slowly...... It's close!

"Brothers, give it to me! Whoever kills the most people, wait and let that person grab it first. ”

As soon as the 100 yellow scarves heard this, they were in a commotion, and under the leadership of the leader of the yellow scarves, they rushed towards Xiahou Yuan.

"Folks, come on!" Xiahou Yuan didn't have time to think about it, so he blurted out, and after speaking, he took the lead in rushing forward with a knife.

At the critical moment, everyone did not drop the chain and greeted them together unequivocally.

Xiahou Yuan thought about it at this time, and immediately shouted loudly: "Two people and two people together, don't be single!" ”

Everyone echoed and took action. Xiahou Yuan alone withstood most of the men, Alexander!

But fortunately, Xiahou Yuan is Xiahou Yuan after all, and the force is not covered, and one person can stubbornly block the onslaught of most of the enemies.

Time passed minute by minute, Xiahou Yuan was already sweating profusely at this time, and the villagers had already been killed three or four.

The person who happened to run quickly arrived, only to see that person pull out the long sword on his waist, the sword shadow is like a dragon, and the body is like a fish, but in an instant, the yellow turban died seven or eight.

The Yellow Turban's offensive was suddenly interrupted by that person, and as soon as it slowed down, Xiahou Yuan saw the flaw and immediately shouted for everyone to counterattack.

Before everyone could react, Xiahou Yuan immediately bent down and picked up a long knife, just like that, holding the eyebrow knife in one hand and the long knife in the other, he rushed straight into the middle of the crowd.

After everyone reacted, they shouted and fought with yellow scarves one by one. When the man saw it, he secretly said, "Not good! ”

Looking at Xiahou Yuan's position, that person rushed forward without hesitation.

The two of them are like wolves entering a flock, one at a time, but in a moment, the two of them have already cut down a 40+ record.

The battle situation on everyone's side is a little bad, there is no way, they are just peasants facing the loess with their backs to the sky, usually killing at most a chicken, and suddenly asking them to kill live people, it is a little ......

Not to mention those yellow scarves, all of them are veterans, who don't have a few lives in their hands, although they are two against one, they still kill several villagers.

Xiahou Yuan's pressure was light, and when he looked back, it turned out that the person was Yunsheng, no wonder.

Yun Sheng killed the yellow scarf while shouting at Xiahou Yuan: "Miaocai, you go to the guys, I'll resist here, you hurry!" ”

"Good! You resist! I'll be right back. ”

Xiahou Yuan's body retreated violently, and he turned around and cooperated with everyone to quickly harvest the heads. Yunsheng's pressure suddenly increased, and he had no choice but to change his strategy, and began to fight guerrillas, sneaking attacks from time to time.

Hi! Not to mention, the effect is quite good, the pressure has been reduced a lot, it's not that big, and I killed two or three yellow scarves.

Yun Sheng dragged on like this for a while, and it didn't take long for Xiahou Yuan to rush over with the remaining fifteen villagers to support, and it turned out that more than ten yellow scarves over there had been solved by Xiahou Yuan.

Xiahou Yuan, who rushed over, didn't think about it, and directly led the villagers to meet the yellow scarf head-on.

Under the assault, the Yellow Turban lost eight or nine people, and the leader of the Yellow Turban was quite smart, and when he saw that the situation was not right, he decisively ordered a retreat.

It's a pity that the order of the Yellow Turban leader is useless, after all, everyone is angry, and this leader seems to have just taken office, and he has no prestige, so naturally no one listens.

Yun Sheng happened to be behind the yellow scarves at this time, only to see a flash of light in his eyes, and said secretly: "The opportunity has come!" ”

Tightening the long sword in his hand, many men had already appeared on the back of Yun Sheng's palm. He suddenly held his breath, his figure flashed, his sword fell, and the head of the Yellow Turban Leader flew up, but he was killed by Yun Sheng in seconds.

The surrounding Yellow Turbans watched the leader's head fly up, and his body was suffocated, Xiahou Yuan saw the opportunity, and led the villagers to cover up again, and at the same time, with the cooperation of Yun Sheng, he killed all the Yellow Turban thieves in one fell swoop.

Victory! Victory! Victory!

This battle was a big victory, annihilating 100 Yellow Turbans, and its own loss was only 5 people, which was a big victory!

After that, the villagers each collected the booty, but Yun Sheng found a book on the body of the yellow turban leader, a book that could not be opened.

Suddenly, Yun Sheng remembered something, so he asked Xiahou Yuan to lead the villagers to dig a big pit in the distance, just in time to send down the hundred corpses.

After finishing the incident, the villagers carried the bodies of the five sacrificed villagers back to the village with Yun Sheng and Xiahou Yuan.

As soon as Yunsheng and the others entered the village, they happened to meet Huang Chengyan, the village head, and a Huang Yueying behind them.

Facing him, the village chief happily praised Xiahou Yuan for a while, what kind of martial arts is outstanding, handsome and extraordinary, anyway, if it is good, praise Xiahou Yuan.

Xiahou Yuan's face was red, like a monkey's buttocks, while Yun Sheng was smiling secretly.

At this time, Huang Chengyan approached, and although he was puzzled, he said to Yun Sheng with great certainty: "Yun Sheng, this is the other companion you are talking about?" ”

Yun Sheng hurriedly replied, "Exactly." This person is a companion of the city, surnamed Xiahou and a single name, and the word is wonderful. ”

Huang Chengyan just nodded in response, then lowered his head and pondered. Yun Sheng suddenly became embarrassed, but fortunately, Huang Yueying stepped forward and said, "Wow! I didn't expect Yunsheng, you actually know such a fierce general. ”

Yun Sheng was even more embarrassed when he heard this, and he couldn't help but be silent.

The scene was embarrassing for a while, but fortunately, the village chief knew from the villagers who came back that Yun Sheng also helped kill the enemy, so he stepped forward to thank him.

After that, the villagers held a grand funeral, and Zhuang Rong buried the five unknown villagers who died.

Then there was a dust-washing banquet that also included celebrations, allowing Yunsheng and Xiahou Yuan to have a good experience of local specialties.

After the banquet, Yun Sheng lay on the bed and had another aftertaste, no matter how many times he recalled it, it was an endless aftertaste, tsk.