"Break the camp gate, no chickens and dogs will be left!"

Guan Hai raised his arms and roared, and the soldiers behind him responded with three shouts, the sound was like a sharp sword piercing the air, rushing to the night, and the yellow scarves in the camp were all as white as dirt and as body as chaff.

Ma Yue's gaze fell on Guan Hai like a knife, only to see that this guy was as majestic as an iron tower, more than two meters tall, and only wore a thin linen cloth in the cold winter wax moon, and his thick neck was full of explosive power, as if it could not be cut with a knife.

Guan Hai's mount under his crotch can be regarded as a strong horse, but it is a little difficult to carry a heavyweight like Guan Hai.

Ma Yue looked around and found that the courage of Liu Bi's Yellow Turban thieves in the camp had been lost, if Guan Hai's men and horses were allowed to enter the camp at this time, there would undoubtedly be a tiger into the flock, and Liu Bi's Yellow Turban would be powerless, and the final fate could only be slaughtered. If you want to save Liu Bi's yellow scarf's fate, there is only one chance, and that is to defeat Guan Hai!

It's almost an impossible task, but Ma Yue wants to take a gamble! Born in troubled times, in addition to being ruthless enough, you must also be brave enough!

Ma Yue took a deep breath of cold air and said to the yellow turban thief who was trembling behind the gate: "Open the door, and I'll go to Zhanguanhai." ”

The gatekeeper yellow scarf threw a shocked look at Ma Yue, as if he couldn't believe his ears, and asked in a loud voice, "You...... Say what? ”

Ma Yue tightened the steel knife in his hand and said indifferently: "Open the door, I'll go to Zhanguanhai." ”

The gatekeeper Yellow Turban shook his head in great fear and said, "No, you can't go, you will die, no one is the opponent of the devil!" ”

"Brush!"

In a flash of cold light, the sharp steel knife had already reached the neck of the guarding yellow door, and Ma Yue said word by word: "Open the door!" ”

The yellow turban guarding the door was suddenly silent.

"What's going on? What are you arguing about? ”

At this time, a deep and majestic voice sounded not far away, and the guard Huang Men was relieved, and gasped: "General Pei, this brother wants me to open the door, and he wants to challenge Guan Hai!" ”

"What! Who wants to challenge Guan Hai? ”

The person who came was shocked and lost his voice, obviously surprised.

Ma Yue turned around and said indifferently: "I, I want to challenge Guan Hai." ”

Eyes docked, Ma Yue and the person who came saw each other clearly at the same time, the coming general was none other than Pei Yuanshao, the yellow turban general who almost died under Ma Yue's knife.

"Ma Yue is you!?" Pei Yuanshao's eyes suddenly tightened, and he said in a condensed voice, "I can't let you go, you are not Guan Hai's opponent." ”

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Ma Yue's mouth, and he said indifferently: "This is our last chance to live, if we can't defeat Guan Hai, no one here will live to see the sun tomorrow!" ”

The surrounding air seemed to be frozen, and all the Yellow Turban thieves who heard this sentence hung their heads in despair, including Pei Yuanshao, Ma Yue was not wrong, this was indeed the last chance to live, if Guan Hai could not be defeated, none of the Yellow Turbans in the camp would be able to escape the fate of being slaughtered.

Guan Hai is a devil, and killing people is a pleasure for him.

"Open the camp gates."

Ma Yue said again without hesitation.

The gatekeeper yellow scarf looked at Pei Yuanshao with a pleading eye, and Pei Yuanshao nodded solemnly.

The heavy gate finally opened slowly, Ma Yue put the steel knife on his shoulder, and stepped out of the camp gate step by step with heavy steps, and Pei Yuanshao asked anxiously behind him: "Ma Yue, what are your chances of winning?" ”

Ma Yue didn't look back, but his indifferent answer came from the cold wind: "Not a percent." ”

……

On the gate, Du Yuan, the general of the Yellow Turban, suddenly changed his expression, and said respectfully to Liu Pi beside him: "Commander, someone has come out of the camp to fight!" ”

Liu Pi's expression suddenly perked up, and he asked eagerly, "Who?" Who will play? ”

"I don't know." Du Yuan shook his head and replied, "It's a sword and shield hand." ”

"What! A sword and shield bearer? Liu Pi immediately deflated like a deflated ball, and sighed, "What can a sword and shield hand do, alas, ......"

Pei Yuanshao had already rushed to the gate on his feet, strode to the marching drum, and the yellow turban thief who was beating the drum yelled: "Get out of the way!" ”

The drum yellow scarf was stunned for a moment, and was kicked away by Pei Yuanshao, Pei Yuanshao grabbed the drum again, smashed it on the drum surface, and made a loud bang, this thunderous drum made the hearts of all the yellow turban thieves in the camp beat suddenly, and then, the dense drums like raindrops sounded continuously, shattering the silent battlefield.

……

Guan Hai's right arm was raised above the top, and the shouts of the Yellow Turban soldiers behind him stopped abruptly like a knife.

In the sound of the fierce and agitated drums, a big man with a steel knife on his shoulder appeared from the slowly opening gate, Guan Hai's eyes fell on this big man like a knife, and his eyes were full of murderous power, like a beast that smelled blood, opened his bloody mouth, revealing his fangs dripping blood.

"Come to the general name, Guan Hai will not kill the nameless people under the knife!"

Guan Hai pointed at the people with a long knife, and this loud shout actually overshadowed the agitated drum of the Jin Ge Iron Horse, and clearly sent it into the eardrums of the soldiers on both sides of the battlefield.

Ma Yue walked a hundred steps forward to the center in front of the two armies, and replied indifferently: "...... Xiliang Horse Leap is also! ”

Guan Hai's legs clamped the horse's belly, and the war horse neighed and raised its hooves like flying, rushing towards the horse, Guan Hai's eyes were cracked, and the long knife in his hand was already raised high.

"Kill!"

The loud shout tore the air, sharp as a knife and pierced Ma Yue's eardrum, faintly painful.

"Kill!"

The thousand yellow turban elite soldiers behind Guan Hai responded to the shout, the momentum shook the sky, and on the gate, the drum beat stopped abruptly, and a tiger skin drum had already made Pei Yuan Shaosheng beat it.

Ma Yue crossed the steel knife, like a cold steel sculpture standing on the battlefield, motionless as a mountain, the cold wind swept a few strands of long black hair in his ears, fluttering, desolate and handsome, just like his black eyes, sad and cold.

At the back door of Liu Pi's barracks, Liu Yan rode her horse like a fly, galloping towards Wancheng in the distance, a crystal teardrop was sprinkled in the air, Ma Yue, you must win! You can't die, you can't die......

"Roar~"

Guan Hai roared, his hands slammed hard, and the long knife raised high drew a strange arc in the air, flying and slashing Ma Yue's neck, Ma Yue did not move, his sharp eyes stared at Guan Hai's sharp blade, and when he couldn't make a move, his body suddenly collapsed unbelievably.

Guan Hai slashed the air with a knife, and rushed forward for dozens of steps, Guan Hai strangled the war horse, Guan Hai struggled to pull the reins, the war horse under the crotch neighed, and the person stood up, and the hind legs kicked twice in a row, and finally turned around in the volley.

Ma Yue took a deep breath of cold air and tried his best to calm his frantic heart, the round just now seemed to be thrilling, but in fact it was full of dangers! Only Ma Yue himself knew that he was so close to death at that moment.

Ma Yue stared at the hooves of Guan Hai's war horse, that ...... It is Ma Yue's only chance to survive in death!

"Ho ho~"

Guan Hai raised his head to the sky, his left fist slammed his chest wildly, making a loud bang, and the messy hair on his head stood up like steel needles, looking like crazy. Seeing this, the thousand yellow turban elite soldiers brought by Guan Hai also frantically raised the weapons in their hands to the sky, and let out a continuous howl that was not like a human being.

"Die, roar~"

Guan Hai roared, the war horse under the crotch stood up again, and when the front hooves landed, the war horse had already completed the acceleration, and rushed towards the horse leap with lightning speed, this time finally went straight to the horse leap. Obviously, Guan Hai has been enraged, and with this combination, he can not cut off Ma Yue's head with a knife, but also crush Ma Yue's body with his hooves.

Ma Yue held the knife in both hands, and the wild light like a beast flashed in his dark eyes, and the opportunity finally came! As long as he can cut off the leg of Guan Hai's war horse with one sword, Guan Hai will inevitably lose his combat effectiveness for a short time if he falls off the horse, and that is the only chance to win in the horse leap!

Guan Hai's legs clenched the horse's belly, constantly urging the war horse to speed up and accelerate again, and the frenzied killing machine was unprecedentedly blazing in Guan Hai's eyes.

"Poof!"

The poor war horse finally couldn't bear the destruction of Guan Hai like this, and suddenly his front hooves fell to the dust, and the defenseless Guan Hai and the horse flipped over with a bang, and fell on the battlefield with a bang, and the dust that rose confused Ma Yue's eyes, and the victory ...... It came so suddenly.

Guan Hai shook his head vigorously, opened his eyes in the dust, and the first thing that caught his eye was a dazzling cold, it was a sharp steel knife, the tip of the knife was already tightly pressed against his throat, he could clearly feel the cold chill coming from the tip of the knife, death...... It's only a stone's throw away from him.

The remnant sun finally broke free from the confinement of the dark clouds, and sprinkled a ray of cold light on the battlefield, Ma Yue's shadow was stretched on the ground, and the whole world seemed to be frozen, and everyone, all the yellow turban thieves looked at the arena in shock, and the amazing changes made them unable to adapt.

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