"It's all two shoulders carrying a head, what is the more Cao Ying, in a certain opinion, as long as that Cao Ying dares to come, I will still cut off Cao Ying's dog head." Da Han's temperament is very bad, obviously he doesn't have a good impression of Cao Ying,

glanced at Dahan, the middle-aged scribe didn't say anything more, you must know that Dahan is a pivotal figure in the Yellow Turban in Qingzhou, and his strength is definitely obvious to all, known as the first warrior in the Yellow Turban Army, but although the strength is obvious to all, but his head is rotten, and this person is infinitely loyal to the Yellow Turban Army, so if he argues too much, it is obviously a little unwise,

Ignoring the big man, the middle-aged scribe focused his attention on the army led by Xiahoudun and Cao Ren not far away, and saw the two thousand Cao soldiers getting closer and closer to the encirclement he had set up, and the scribe's heart became more and more excited.

You must know that Cao Ying's command is all elite, and Cao Ying's person also shined and fell into a little reputation when he crusaded against Dong Zhuo, in this regard, the middle-aged scribe was very yearning for Cao Ying, because according to legend, Cao Ying was only useful and never cared about his background.

For this, the middle-aged scribe is very concerned, in his opinion, although the Yellow Turban Army can be happy for a while, but it is difficult to become the climate, the reason why the Qingzhou Yellow Turban Army can be so powerful, is entirely because of the boundary of the three regardless of the words, and there is a very important point, that is, this is mountainous, as long as you find a random mountain to hide, the official army will be helpless against themselves, and after the official army is gone, they can come out and have a good time,

"Let's go, the enemy army is about to enter the encirclement, you must know that Xiahoudun still has a good reputation, whether you can win this battle depends on whether you can stop Xiahoudun." The middle-aged scribe pointed to the upright Xiahoudun on the horse and said to the big man on the side,

The big man stared at Xiahoudun deadly, his eyes were full of endless stationing intent,

"Hmm." On the way to the march, Xiahoudun suddenly felt a chill in his back, and then he hurriedly turned his head and only found an empty mountain bag, seeing that there was no situation, Xiahoudun shook his head and then muttered softly in the air: "It's weird, why did I feel like I was being targeted by a fierce beast just now, and my hairs were all up, is it an illusion." ”

Not far away from the mountain bag, the middle-aged scribe couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, he couldn't imagine that Xiahoudun's perception would be so strong, so far away, he could still feel the bad intentions of the big man, if he didn't say just now that the big man pulled the scribe, a few people would have found out about Xiahoudun,

"It's not advisable to stay here for a long time, so let's go and fight the main force quickly." The middle-aged scribe left a word, and then hurriedly walked out of the mountain bag and then headed towards the main force of the Qingzhou army.

Approaching the main force of the Qingzhou army, an idea seemed to be deeply rooted in the mind of the scribe.

"Yuan Rang, why do I feel that this place is getting more and more wrong." Cao Ren looked at the surrounding environment and said in a somewhat wrong tone,

Xiahoudun looked around a few times, but he didn't find anything because of his abnormal nervousness, and then Xiahoudun turned his head and said to Cao Ren: "Zixiao, are you a little delusional, we have been busy with the affairs of the Yellow Turban Army for a few days, and now that I have learned the news of the Yellow Turban Army, yes, you have a lot of illusions." ”

"It's really my delusion." Cao Ren muttered this, but his vigilance did not fall in the slightest, but he didn't care that Cao Ren felt that something was wrong, thinking that the more the army advanced, the more lush the trees around the army became.

"If someone ambushes the army again, it will definitely be a fatal blow to the first one." Cao Ren muttered softly, but before his words fell, he heard the noise around him,

With this noise, the Yellow Turban Army was like a flood bursting the embankment, gushing out in all directions, and he was still feeling that he couldn't find the Yellow Turban Army just now, and at this time, the number of the Yellow Turban Army was obviously a little unbearable.

The Yellow Turban Army surrounded Xiahoudun and Cao Ren's 2,000 men and horses, but the Yellow Turban Army did not attack at this time, they only surrounded Cao Jun to death.

Looking at the Yellow Turban Army, Xiahou Dun's eyes flickered, and he was just about to open his mouth to prepare for an offensive, when he heard someone in the Yellow Turban Army camp suddenly shout: "The two generals of the Cao Army, you have been surrounded by regiments, it is better to dismount and surrender quickly." ”

Hearing the man shout like this, Xiahoudun and Cao Ren were both furious, as the so-called soldiers can be killed but not humiliated, although they are not celebrities, but this truth is still clear, and there are people in the Yellow Turban Army who dare to shout like this, this is not an insult and what is it,

"Shi can be killed, but not humiliated, ridiculous rebellious ministers and thieves, dare to let your grandfather Xiahou surrender, and do your Spring and Autumn dreams." At this time, Xiahoudun was like a mad lion who had been angry, even if he was surrounded by groups, he had no fear at all, and under the influence of the boss, the two thousand soldiers and horses under Xiahoudun were also full of intentions.

"Just a chaotic minister and thief, I really don't know where you have the guts, if you want to surrender, I promise to stay and wait for a whole corpse." Cao Ren snorted coldly, and shouted at the yellow scarf with a grim face,

"How daring." At this time, the voice just now sounded again,

"No more nonsense!" Xiahoudun roared angrily, and then raised the spear in his hand and shouted at the soldiers under his command: "Soldiers, now we have no way to retreat, and now we can only break the enemy army by breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat, do you have this confidence?" ”

"Break the enemy, break the enemy." The two thousand people shouted in unison, and even the Yellow Turban Army who surrounded them couldn't help but be stunned.

"Kill me." Xiahoudun yelled again, and then took the lead in killing the Yellow Turban Army, and Cao Ren also did not fall a single inch, and killed the Yellow Turban Army hand in hand with Xiahoudun.

Because of the two qualified generals, yes, the morale of the Cao army has soared, and the Cao army soldiers are well-equipped in a hundred battles, you must know that Cao Ying sent the most elite soldiers under his command to fight to the death in order to win the Qingzhou Yellow Turban Army, so this time the soldiers who went out with the army, in addition to the wolves, are also elite soldiers, although they are not as good as the wolves, but the strength should not be underestimated,

Not far away, Zhao Fei was taking Xiahou Yuan, Cao Hong, the second general, and the two thousand men and horses under his command to dare to go to the battlefield according to the mark, and at this moment, Zhao Fei heard the sound of fighting in the distance, and immediately smiled bitterly, he was in such a hurry, it seemed a little late,

"Order, let the soldiers speed up." Zhao Fei turned his head and instructed Xiahou Yuan beside him, Xiahou Yuan received the order, and then went down to order,

In the battlefield, looking at the rampaging Xiahou Dun, the middle-aged scribe was also quite a headache, the significance of a top military general at this time is significant, he alone can support the momentum of his entire army,

And these two thousand soldiers are precisely because of the existence of Xiahoudun, so they have always been like a rainbow, even in the face of the Yellow Turban Army all over the mountains, they don't see everyone in chaos.

"If this continues, we really can't defeat these two thousand Cao troops." Looking at the somewhat one-sided situation on the battlefield, the middle-aged scribe muttered to himself, and then, he summoned the strong man and said, "This victory depends on whether you can kill Xiahoudun." ”

"Leave it to me." The strong man patted his chest, and then turned over the weapon handed by his subordinates, turned over and rushed towards Xiahoudun.

At this time, the one that Xiahoudun killed was called a fun, and the one that was killed was called a relief, and it was finally emitted after being held for several days, and Xiahoudun only felt an indescribable refreshment.

"Yuan let be careful." Just when Xiahoudun was still silent in comfort, he remembered Cao Ren's cry in his ears,

Hearing this, Xiahoudun held his breath, and then felt that there was an object behind him rushing towards him quickly, and the thing was fast, stabbing towards his back with a piercing momentum.

Xiahoudun didn't have time to reflect at all, just instinctively leaned forward, and then felt a chill flashing on his back, and then only heard a snort, a spear was directly inserted into the neck of the BMW under Xiahoudun's crotch, and the huge momentum took the BMW forward a few steps, and then his leg fell softly, and Xiahoudun also rolled on the momentum and got out of the danger area.

Xiahoudun stood up and looked at the person who attacked him, only to see a burly man staring at him, and this big man was holding an iron spear in his hand, and the head of the iron spear was still dripping with blood.

Looking at this big man who was stronger than himself, Xiahoudun was extremely angry, "What a shameless man, he actually attacked from behind." Xiahoudun pointed at the big man and scolded,

On horseback, the big man smiled coldly, and then said: "As long as I can kill you, I will be the hero of this battle, so why care about other people's opinions." ”

Xiahoudun's words froze for a while, and then he stopped scolding, shook the spear in his hand and said proudly: "There are many people who want to kill me, but I am still alive and well, and on the contrary, those who want to kill me have become the souls of my guns." ”

"Nonsense." The big man snorted coldly, then pulled the reins fiercely, rode his horse and raised his gun and rushed towards Xiahou Dun,

People borrowed the horse's momentum, how could Xiahoudun contend with it, hurriedly turned sideways, dodged the attack of the big man, while hiding, Xiahoudun scolded at the same time, but no matter how he provoked him, the big man and the faceless and skinless attacked him, but Xiahoudun could only flee in embarrassment,

Seeing that the general who was still like a god of war just now was being hunted down and killed at this time, Cao Jun's morale suddenly dropped a lot.

Not far away, the middle-aged scribe looked at the situation on the battlefield, and suddenly showed a relieved smile, solving the two thousand Cao army, he wiped out half of the Cao army, and the remaining three thousand will also become his own bag,

But just when the middle-aged scribe was a little overjoyed, the army in the east of the battlefield rushed towards the battlefield, and looking at the yellow turban army that was obviously not his own clothes, the middle-aged scribe suddenly felt that he had fallen into hell.