Seventy steps!

Sixty steps!

Fifty steps!

Seeing that the enemy was getting closer and closer, and that was right in front of them, the Yellow Turban wrestlers began to draw their bows and arrows, wanting to shoot. However, before their arrows could be shot, a burst of fast arrows had already swooped in front of them!

Dong Zhuo finally opened the bow.

The short compound bow in his hand is more powerful than four stones, and it is a strong bow that cannot be pulled away by non-strong men. However, when he was usually practicing, Dong Zhuo once pulled this treasure bow to the maximum twenty times in a row!

Of course, in actual combat, an archer with a little experience will generally not pull the bow in his hand to the maximum. Doing so will damage the texture of the bow and fatigue the bower's arms quickly.

Therefore, Dong Zhuo just pulled the treasure bow in his hand half-open, and let go with the strength of about two stone seven or eight buckets.

Open the bow.

Shoot arrows.

Reopen the bow.

Then release the arrows.

So much for.

Dong Zhuo's movements are extremely smooth, like flowing water. Although it didn't seem to be very fast, in the blink of an eye, there was already a bag of carved long arrows, which was shot empty by Dong Zhuo.

There were twelve of these carved arrows, some of which were stuck in people's necks, some were shot in people's chests, some pierced their eyeballs on them, and some pierced people's arms with a large hole......

However, one thing is the same. That is the person who was hit by the arrow, either killed or wounded, and all lost their combat effectiveness!

Although the bow was not stretched to the maximum, the force of half a bowstring was enough for a sharp arrow to shoot through the leather armor within fifty paces. Faced with the deaths and injuries in the front row, the Yellow Turban wrestlers who fell behind stopped in horror one by one.

- It's horrible!

- Is this the reincarnation of the legendary "flying general"?

However, as the Yellow Turban wrestlers who were personally commanded by the "Tiangong General" Zhang Jiao, the courage of these soldiers is still quite admirable. I don't know who it was, but shouted:

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand!"

Inspired by this slogan, the remaining twenty or so Yellow Turban wrestlers immediately showed a fanatical look on their faces. It just so happened that Dong Zhuo opened the strong bow twelve times in a row, and his right hand was slightly sore, and he shook it gently. This action was seen in the eyes of the Yellow Turban wrestlers, and it immediately boosted their morale.

"Look, this guy is tired, and he can't shoot a few arrows!"

As soon as these words came out, the rest of the Yellow Turban wrestlers immediately rushed forward again without fear of death, intending to rush to within thirty paces and use the bows and arrows in their hands to let the enemy try the taste of death!

At this time, if the Yellow Turban wrestlers can pay attention to the expressions of the attendants around Dong Zhuo, they will definitely be cautious. On Dong Zhuo's attendant's face, there was still no trace of panic, just a trace of pity.

Dong Zhuo's right hand was indeed a little tired. It's not that you can't open the bow, it's just that if you shoot arrows so forcefully, the damage to your arm muscles will be great. For the sake of a few moth thieves who don't know whether they are alive or dead, Dong Zhuo naturally won't let his body be damaged.

However, the enemy has already entered forty paces!

Dong Zhuo opened the bow again.

Shoot arrows.

Unlike just now, this time, Dong Zhuo used his left hand!

In Liangzhou, a celebrity who had witnessed Dong Zhuo's performance on the battlefield used the following words to describe him:

- Arm strength is outstanding, double belt and two sheath (i.e., quivers), and shoot left and right!

It can be seen from this description that Dong Zhuo not only has amazing riding skills and superb archery skills, but also can open the bow left and right!

This fact is a huge disaster for those Yellow Turban wrestlers who fearlessly rushed up!

Open the bow.

Shoot arrows.

Reopen the bow.

Then release the arrows.

So much for.

To put it mildly, another twelve arrows flew out, deftly biting the flesh and blood of the Yellow Turban wrestlers, piercing their lungs and taking their lives.

No missing arrows!

The two quivers on the horse were shot empty, Dong Zhuo laughed, threw the bow to the attendant, casually pulled out the long knife at his waist, and clamped the mount of the divine horse between his legs, and the men and horses were one, and rushed towards the remaining Yellow Turban wrestlers!

The remaining ten or so Yellow Turban wrestlers were frightened by Dong Zhuo's amazing archery skills, and their hands and feet were cold. At first glance, I found that the terrifying demon was riding his horse and sword, launching a swift charge towards his side!

Although it is a solo ride, no matter who it is, it feels like horror is coming. In the consciousness of these Yellow Turban Army, the person rushing towards them in front of them did not look like a person, but it was like a terrible disaster!

- Unstoppable!

As soon as this thought arose from the heart, it immediately and spontaneously dominated the feet of the Yellow Turban wrestlers. In this situation, there is only one word:

- Run!

Unfortunately, they can't escape.

The war horse under Dong Zhuo's crotch was a good horse he found from Dawan when he was the "Wuji Captain" in the Western Regions. This horse is tall and strong, and the speed is amazing, so it was named "chasing the wind" by Li Ru, the second son-in-law of Dong Zhuo, who was serving as a "doctor" in the court.

However, at this moment, "chasing the wind" is not chasing the wind, but life!

With just one breath, "Chasing the Wind" increased the speed to the fastest. Before the Yellow Turban fugitive could find out, it had chased after a Yellow Turban wrestler.

The horses are here, the people are here, the knives are here!

The head is broken, the blood is spurting, and the corpse is falling!

After fighting on the battlefield for so many years, Dong Zhuo has a deep study of how to cut off people's heads cleanly.

A person's cervical vertebrae are all bones. If you only use brute force, no matter how good the blade is cut on a hard bone, it is easy to break a few gaps in the blade. Even if the wielder poured the sharpest metallic "Battle Qi" into the blade, the situation only slightly improved.

However, for Dong Zhuo, who has fought on the battlefield for most of his life, even if he is sitting on a galloping war horse, under the ups and downs, the treasure knife in his hand can still find the junction between the skull and the cervical vertebrae very accurately. Then, as long as the blade in his hand adjusts slightly, he can easily cut off the enemy's head along the veins of the boneless neck, without damaging the blade!

A fountain of blood.

Two fountains of blood.

Three blood springs.

Four Blood Fountains......

The little marshal of the Yellow Turban Army, who was standing on the head of Guangzong City, felt the violent trembling of his gums, but he couldn't control his body at all. His goldfish eyes protruding from both sides looked at the Han army general under the city incredibly, and in his gestures, he controlled the war horse purely with his legs, and killed the remaining Yellow Turban wrestlers lightly.

In a short period of time, the thirty-eight elite archers of the Yellow Turban Army who were hung out of the city with ropes have been wiped out!

- What is this ghost-like general, ......?

- Actually, I just want to scare and scare these cavalrymen and drive them away depending on the number of people!

Looking at the man's round figure, combined with the information of the Han Army that the Yellow Turban Army has collected so far, a name unconsciously popped up in the heart of the Yellow Turban Army's little marshal:

- "Liangzhou Flying Bear", Dong Zhuo!

——Legend has it that the Han army is the fierce general of the Han army whose force is closest to the "10,000 enemies"!

It is said that the Qiang people in the West gave Dong Zhuo a nickname called "Fat Bear" because of his obesity. After Dong Zhuo heard this nickname, he said to his friend with a smile that with his archery skills, he was comparable to the "flying general" Li Guang back then, and the nickname "Fat Bear" was not worthy of the name no matter how you look at it.

Dong Zhuo's friend is also funny, laughing at Dong Zhuo, if Li Guang also has a figure like Dong Zhuo, he is not qualified to be respected as a "flying general". And since Dong Zhuo has both Li Guang's archery skills and the bear's figure, he might as well be called a "flying bear".

In this way, when people talk about Dong Zhuo in the future, they like to call him "Captain Flying Bear". Later, even Dong Zhuo himself was accustomed to other people's discussions, and simply called himself "Liangzhou Flying Bear".

Dong Zhuo under the city naturally doesn't care about the enemy's thoughts. After he cut off the last enemy's head, he held the cold and shining sword in his hand in front of his eyes and admired it carefully.

"What a good knife!"

This extremely sharp 100-smelting steel treasure knife was originally the saber of Zhang Jiao's disciple Ma Yiyuan. Before this dispatch to Jizhou, when the son met with Dong Zhuo today, the Son of Heaven talked about Dong Zhuo's bravery, and on a whim, he rewarded Dong Zhuo with this treasure knife from Taiping Dao, and asked him to hold this treasure knife that is said to be made by the traitor Zhang Jiao himself, and kill a few Yellow Turban thieves.

Now, on the body of this treasure knife, it has been stained with the blood of no less than 100 Yellow Turban Army. Every time Dong Zhuo used this treasure knife to kill the Yellow Turban Army, he had a particularly happy feeling. With the knife of the other, behead the other, the irony in this made Dong Zhuo sneer in his heart.

According to the commander of the Yellow Turban Army captured by the Han army, Zhang Jiao built a total of seven steel-refining sword like Dong Zhuo's hand.

There are seven treasure knives, some long and some short, some light and some heavy, some are used for the battlefield to kill the broadsword, and there are also hidden daggers that specialize in assassination. Seven stainless steel swords with different shapes and uses were given by Zhang Jiao to seven martial arts masters who relied on them as henchmen.

Knives are used to kill people.

Because it is recorded in the "Taiping Sutra" that "the South Dipper is born and the North Dipper is dead", these murderous swords were named after the seven stars that make up the "Beidou". In this way, the seven swords can be collectively called the "Seven Star Sword", symbolizing the seven stars of the Big Dipper, which represent death. Zhang Jiao even said a proverb for these seven knives after the treasure knife was made.

- Seven Star Society, the Han family is destroyed!

Of course, Dong Zhuo would not believe a certain proverb made up by Zhang Jiao with ulterior motives. However, there is a saying that this knife does feel a little hot in his hand sometimes.

However, Dong Zhuo was reluctant to hide the "Seven Star Treasure Knife" deeply.

I don't know what means Zhang Jiao used when forging these treasure swords. Anyway, Dong Zhuo used this treasure knife, which was extraordinarily handy. The most important thing is that when Dong Zhuo used the "Zhan Qi" in his body, he felt that when his "Zhan Qi" was infused into the "Seven Star Treasure Knife", the loss was obviously much smaller than when it was infused into other weapons.

With this effect alone, this treasure knife can be worth ten thousand gold!

After cutting people, Dong Zhuo's mood was obviously much better. He ignored the Yellow Turban soldiers who were hit by arrows but did not die, arrogantly glanced at the silent Guangzong City Head, slowly drove the horses, and returned to his entourage.

Although when Dong Zhuo slashed and killed the Yellow Turban Army, he had actually entered the range of the crossbowmen on the city wall. But the Yellow Turban Army, who was shocked by Dong Zhuo's ferocity, didn't think that anyone would take the opportunity to give this guy a strong crossbow salvo.

"Lord Taishan, it is really the majesty of the year!"

Niu Fu's words sounded a little like flattery. But whether it was Niu Fu himself or the other attendants, they all felt that this was just telling the truth.

"I'm still old! I think that back then, I followed Zhang Ranming [Zhang Huan in Liangzhou Sanming] to conquer the East Qiang Anwei [Qiang Leader], and fought all day long, firing the bow more than 800 times a day and night, and I was still not tired. Now that the bow has been fired twenty-four times, it is a little lacking......"

Although he was old in his words, Dong Zhuo was still in high spirits. Taking advantage of this momentum, Dong Zhuo greeted the attendants:

"Let's go, go back to camp! Let those boys inform the commanders of the army that the old man is going to hold a military meeting. Three days later, the whole army mobilized to fight to the death against the moth thieves! ”