Chapter 39 The sound of burning grain and spears entering the body. More than a dozen soldiers, almost all three of whom were stabbed by the spears that came at them.

Ah--- the spear soldier howled in pain, and with all his strength he grabbed the spear that had been stabbed in the abdomen. The companions around him stepped forward at the right time, slashed with long knives, and also killed the two enemies.

"Hey!" A yellow turban colonel held an iron shovel, opened the long knife that was slashing at him, and imprinted it on the opponent's chest, and the soldier on the opposite side spat out a mouthful of blood, spitting out all over the air, and the smell of blood came to his nose.

Plop puff... The sound of swords entering the body was endless, and in a moment's effort, more than a dozen officers and soldiers fell to the ground, and the Yellow Turban Army also paid almost the same losses.

The last officer and soldier Lu Kuo vomited blood in his mouth, his eyes looked back with difficulty, and saw Liao Hua's green tendons on his neck protruding, the sound was like thunder, and General Zhou and the two of them actually worked together to lift off the grain truck that blocked the road, and the officers and soldiers of the brigade poured in, Lu Kuo closed his eyes with relief and laboriousness, and the officers and soldiers came in, as long as the battle was won, there was a robe to collect the corpses for them, even if they died in battle, it was worth it.

"Take the knife!" Zhou Cang threw a big knife at Liao Hua, he and Liao Hua are both good at making knives, but Liao Hua is obviously more dependent on the big knife than him, otherwise he would not be surrounded and killed by the thief army, and he will struggle to support. It was Zhou Cang himself who still held the ring head knife, but threw the big knife he had just obtained from killing and running back to Liao Hua.

"Haha, good!" The remaining 200 or so officers and troops poured in from the gap. The original 200 Yellow Turban troops who entered it were only 100 or so people left after the previous battle, and it was difficult to support the officers and troops who swarmed in.

"After a certain break this time, you will go and burn grain!" Liao Hua's horizontal knife stood in the gap, and the big knife flew over, and the five or six Yellow Turban soldiers who followed closely were all cut in two, and the death was extremely miserable.

Zhou Cang glanced back, and found that the Yellow Turban general was also slashed back by Liao Hua's several knives, and even the helmet was cut off.

"Grain and grass are close at hand, kill!"

"Kill it." The Yellow Turban generals whose helmets were cut off were anxious, and the grain and grass were burned, which was tantamount to a catastrophe for the Gepi Yellow Turbans.

"Get through this first."

Liao Hua smiled, the big knife in his hand slashed one after another, and in less than a few counts, he had already beheaded four or five Yellow Turban soldiers, and in a moment, the corpses of the Yellow Turban soldiers were already under his feet.

"Sword and shield soldiers, up!" The Yellow Turban General snorted.

The sound of neat footsteps sounded, and I saw two teams of sword and shield soldiers walking in a line, four people in a row. The wooden shield was held in front of him.

Liao Hua's eyes were condensed, and he could see that this Yellow Turban General was not a fool, and he could come up with such a method when he was in battle, but if he wanted to pass from here, he would have to pay the price of blood.

The sword and shield soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army had already strode forward, Liao Hua looked up to the sky and roared, dragged his knife, rushed forward, and the big knife cut a deep knife groove on the ground.

"Open!" The broadsword that had been dragging on the ground suddenly slashed through an arc and slashed at the three wooden shields in front of it. The Yellow Turban sergeant holding the wooden shield couldn't bear the strength, and the wooden shield shattered one after another, and the whole person vomited blood and flew upside down on the second row of wooden shields.

Brush Brush Brush!

Seven or eight spears stabbed Liao Hua into the ankles of the sword and shield soldier from behind. Although wood protection is good, especially against arrows, it cannot protect them all. The Yellow Turban Knife and Shield Bearers who were stabbed in the calves and ankles fell to the ground one after another, and were slashed to death by Liao Shu and two officers and soldiers who jumped forward.

"Thorn!" After killing more than a dozen sword and shield hands, the Yellow Turban sergeant also quickly made adjustments, arranged spearmen behind the sword and shield hands, and several spears were unexpectedly poked out from behind the wooden shields, Liao Hua hurriedly swung his knife to cut off three of them, and another spear stabbed his face, and the left cheek was hot and painful, if the reaction was a little slower, it was estimated that he was stabbed to death by this spear.

Liao Hua turned his head, and the two personal soldiers around him had already been stabbed into the body by spears.

"General, get out of the way!" Behind him there was a loud shout, and I saw several soldiers pushing a grain cart and rushing towards it quickly. The wooden wheels clattered against the ground, and several of the sword and shield men in front of them were knocked to the ground. The officers and soldiers behind rushed up, stepped on the ground and had accumulated nearly an inch thick of plasma, and dismembered the corpses of the Yellow Turban sergeants on the ground.

"Hey!" Zhou Cang fiercely grabbed a corpse of more than 100 catties on the ground and threw it at the five or six Yellow Turban sergeants opposite, and the huge impact hit the blades of those people, knocking them over.

Hundreds of people fought in a mess, but the officers and soldiers who came in had an advantage in strength at this time, and Zhou Cang, a villainous man, was the spearhead, and the Yellow Turban Army retreated again and again.

"Torch, light the fire!" During the scuffle, several torches were thrown onto the grain and grass pile. In late autumn, the ground is dry, and there is this north wind.

Yes---

A sturdy officer and soldier cut down the Yellow Turban Soldier who was trying to put out the fire, and slashed the neck of another thief, which was cut off in half, and the screams could seep into the bones, and the blood spurted into the flames with a sizzling sound.

Burst! A few feet away, an officer and soldier who was about to set fire to the Yellow Turban was stabbed through the chest by the Yellow Turban Seat behind him, and he was inserted into the crossing. The officers and men hiccuped with difficulty, and the torches fell on the edge of the grain and straw.........

As more and more torches were thrown on the grain and grass piles, the flame of a foot high soon became several feet, and the flame burned more and more, jumping to a certain height, the fire borrowed the wind, and the wind helped the fire to grow, even if water was poured on it, the fire was not easy to extinguish.

"Haha, it's on fire, kill!" The sudden firelight reflected the surroundings red, Zhou Cang's bloody water was even more fierce in the firelight, chasing out two steps to cut off the two yellow turban colonels who wanted to escape, looking up, Liao Hua still held the knife and led the department to block the gap, and the two spears were stabbed into Liao Hua's thigh and left shoulder respectively.

"Kill back, welcome the lord into the city!" Zhou Cang raised his sword and shouted, a chaotic battle, the Yellow Turban soldiers around the grain and grass had been almost killed, and when the reinforcements arrived, and then brought water, this fire had already burned half of the sky, and now it was time to retreat.

The big knife of more than 30 catties in his hand began to sink, and the speed at which Liao Hua swung the knife was not as fast as before, seeing a spear stabbed in the chest, Liao Hua knocked it with the handle of the knife, but he could usually knock away the attack, but at this time, because of the tearing pain in the shoulder, the action was stagnant.

The pro-soldier around him pounced and grabbed the barrel of the gun, and the other party stabbed more spears, and in a blink of an eye, the pro-soldier who pounced in front of him had already pierced five or six bullet holes.

"Straight lady thief, a certain oath to kill you, etc.!" Liao Hua's eyes were crimson, and he stepped forward on one leg, raising his knife and slashing several Yellow Turban soldiers in front of him.

"Yuan Jian, let's go!"