Chapter 57 There are many of us

There was a soft sound of "wave", and when Sima hurriedly looked, he saw that the giant tree had burst open from the middle. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The hundreds of pounds of giant wood were torn into countless pieces by Pei Ran's great force, and then scattered all over the ground.

"Wow", the people who eat melons became excited, "Brother Bai, you have to get it!" ”

"Demolition Fist, this is Demolition Fist, I can't imagine that Boss Bai has really practiced it!"

"Brother, it's really stable!"

The big man, that is, the white boss in everyone's mouth, laughed, his dark face showed an excited red, but he looked a little embarrassed.

Sima stepped forward with a look of surprise and inexplicability, and picked up the wooden block that had been blasted into powder. Now I'm a dog, and he silently wept in his heart. It seems that he may not be able to be a savior, but he immediately lifted his spirits, and maybe this is the top force in this world.

If that's the case, it's not very easy to deal with such a master. It's like some kind of invulnerability, a nonsense story about breaking the army alone, he won't believe it.

"All we can believe is the knives and guns in our hands!" Gu Lu rode a majestic war horse and galloped back and forth between more than two thousand soldiers standing solemnly.

"I can't promise you that you will survive, but I promise you that as long as you defeat the Gong Du army, everyone will get the reward they deserve!"

Gu Lu was giving a speech, a behavior that is rare in China, at least after the results of the war are over. Soldiers are consumables and numbers for those officers and nobles, and who cares too much about consumables and numbers?

Gu Lu didn't really care about it, but he didn't like women, nor did he like wealth, jewelry, and farms and houses, so he took them out to reward warriors. This is also one of the reasons why he has been here for more than a year, and he has been able to kill from nothing to this point, and even killed the original boss in the end and took the position himself.

"Soldiers, listen up, although there are more enemies than us, as long as we can kill two of each of them, we can kill them all!" Gu Lu said loudly: "Now, soldiers, listen to my roar!" ”

He turned around, exerted all his strength, and let out a loud voice, "Attack!" ”

"Hooray!"

Two thousand well-armed soldiers cheered together and rushed towards the army wrapped in yellow turbans on the opposite side.

Gong Du, who was riding on a black horse, had a solemn face, although there were more than 30,000 people under his command, most of them were old and weak, women and children, and if the women were counted, they could not be able to pull out and beat 5,000. If you talk about armor and scarf, it's even less.

Made, didn't he just rob a few of your caravans and kill a few people? Need this kind of rejuvenation? Everyone is a member of the Yellow Turban Army, why do they kill each other?

He looked at the neat team on the opposite side, as well as the armor that reflected the light in the sun, and couldn't help but feel envious in his heart. At the same time, a wave of fear and powerlessness rose.

The guy on the other side called Gu Lu, although he has only joined the Yellow Turban for more than a year, the name of Wu Yong is already resounding everywhere. When he fought against the officers and soldiers who came over, he also witnessed the heroic posture of the other party rushing into the enemy formation and waving the flag without hesitation.

It was that Zhou Cang, although the commander was not strong enough, but the force value also reached eighty. If he paid for it and fought the big black guy alone, he might not be able to win.

He asked his cronies in a low voice, "Have the people who went to deliver letters to the two generals, He Yi and Pei Yuanshao, come back?" ”

The cronies around him looked left and right, leaned forward, and whispered back, "No, I didn't see them." ”

Gong Du whipped his whip angrily, but he was helpless.

On the left flank of the attacking side, He Yi looked at the opposite team, and then at the lineup on his side, and a sense of powerlessness also came to his heart. Although he received a letter from Gong Du, he really didn't dare to ask him to turn against the water now. Unless you call Pei Yuanshao together......... Only then can I be sure that I will not be killed by Gu Lu on the spot.

He looked back at the more than 100 samurai who were pressing behind him and the big black man who was eight feet tall, and thought in his heart that he would wait and wait. Maybe Gu Lu and Gong Du will fight to lose, and then the snipe and the clam will fight, and the fisherman will benefit?

Gu Lu had already finished his pre-war speech and was leading the soldiers to attack. The Yellow Turban Army of Gong Dubu on the opposite side is still the same, there is no formation in a mess, there are few crossbowmen, and there are not many armor. The army of 4,000 men was scattered, and the organization was probably less than five points. The only thing that can still be good is their morale and combat fanaticism.

These golden soldiers who survived the encirclement and suppression of hundreds of thousands of troops in the Han Empire were all in addition to a hundred battles, although the discipline was poor, but they were brave and ruthless, and they were not under those savages. These were excellent warriors, and if they could be used in the art of war, they would be one of the strongest armies of our time.

Later, after Cao Cao subdued millions of yellow turbans and picked out more than 100,000 soldiers, he changed from a small warlord living in Xuchang and Chenliu to a big warlord who could hang up the princes on all sides to fight.

Therefore, Gu Lu would never underestimate these enemies in front of him. He did not dare to have the slightest contempt for the enemy, in this world, in this age, in this era of chaos, barbarism and cruelty, those who were arrogant and cautious, and did not always maintain their vigilance and high position, would always die quickly.

He is not afraid of death, but he does not want to die in obscurity in such a world where there are many strong people. At least, you have to fight Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Xu Chu and other masters first.

Taking the lead, he charged into battle, he raised his spear and stabbed one after another roaring Yellow Turban soldiers to the ground. With full attention, the strength is constantly increasing.

That's it, that's it, he suddenly drew his sword with his left hand, and slashed a leaping Yellow Turban soldier in two with his backhand. Blood splattered, pouring it on his face.

The Yellow Turbans around him were not deterred by his force, and these people had already developed their thick nerves and courage to defy death in the years-long war. In other words, those who are not brave enough have long been eliminated by the war. Those who have survived to this day are all brave people.

Dozens of Yellow Turbans rushed forward with spears and spears, and then stabbed with spears, vowing to stab the enemy general who rushed into the enemy formation into a gourd string.

The dense crowd surrounded Gu Lu in the middle for a while, only to see the yellow turban surging, and Gu Lu, who had lost the impact speed of the war horse, was like a lonely boat in the angry waves.

Gong Du, who was immediately on the high place, finally put his mind at ease, fortunately, there are many of us, and the pile has killed that guy. (To be continued.) )