The autumn wind is sorrowful and killing, out is also sorrowful, and in is also sorrowful. Who in the seat, who does not worry about making me white-headed! There is a lot of wind in Hudi, how to repair the trees! As I move farther and farther away from home, my clothes are getting slower and slower. The mind cannot be spoken, and the wheel of the intestine turns.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

Outside the Tiger Prison Pass, 3,000 iron horsemen and 7,000 foot soldiers stood like a forest.

The horses were wrapped in four hooves, and the three generals Huang Zhong, Wei Yan, and Zhao Cen led 10,000 soldiers to march towards the camp of the Jiangdong Army.

The dark night is like a vicious beast ready to attack, devouring the stars in the starry sky.

The cold wind is blowing today, and the moon is dim.

Huang Zhong immediately crossed the sword, looked at the Jiangdong camp not far away with his eyes like a torch, and immediately raised the big knife in his hand and shouted: "All the soldiers listen to my orders, kill me!" ”

"Kill!"

With Huang Zhong's order, tens of thousands of soldiers waved their swords and guns and rushed to the camp of the Jiangdong Army like a tide.

"Enemy attack!" "Enemy attack!"

Seeing the tide of enemy generals rushing towards the camp, the soldiers of the Jiangdong Army immediately sounded a warning sound.

Huang Zhong raised his eyebrows, quickly took off the strong bow on the saddle, put on the arrow and aimed at the shouting guard, and with a pleasant crisp sound of the bowstring, the Jiangdong soldier fell off the camp in response.

Hanging the strong bow back on the saddle, Huang Zhong raised his sword and shouted: "Attack Dongzhai with all your strength, you must take off the head of the enemy chieftain and kill me." ”

Huang Zhong raised his sword on his horse and galloped back and forth on the battlefield to convey orders.

At this time, the camp gate of Dongzhai has been closed in the sound of gold, and the two sides are engaged in fierce competition at this time.

Suddenly, the Jiangdong Dongzhai camp was on fire on all sides, Wei Yan waved the hook and sickle in his hand and cut open the camp gate of Dongzhai, for a time the soldiers poured into Dongzhai like a flood with knives and guns, the Jiangdong army desperately resisted, the two sides began to start a melee, the knives and guns in their hands mercilessly cut down the opponent and stabbed them to death, the spears and guns like the forest were chaotic, and the swords like snowflakes were dazzling, shouting to kill the sky, and it was impossible to distinguish who was the general and who was the soldier, but it was faster than whose sword was fierce.

The stars dimmed, and the moon sank into the clouds.

"Boom!" There was a thunderclap

The heavy rain fell in an instant, like a pour, like a downpour.

The rain was howling down, but it couldn't hide the shouts of the soldiers.

Storms and rains, flesh and blood.

There were corpses everywhere, screams of despair everywhere, there were fewer and fewer people in the Jiangdong Army, and more and more Xiliang troops entered Dongzhai, and in the end, the Dongzhai of the Jiangdong Army was completely occupied by the black and oppressive Xiliang Army.

Sun insisted on standing with a knife in the big tent, and beside him were Huang Gai, Zu Mao, and Cheng Pu, as well as Sun Jian's personal guards, Huang Gai's personal guards, Zu Mao's personal guards, and Cheng Pu's personal guards, all of whom were the elites of the Jiangdong Army, but there was no Sun Ce.

Regarding the shouting and killing outside, Sun Jian closed his eyes and pondered, rushing but not listening.

Gradually, the shouts of killing were gone, and there was only the rhythm of the torrential rain hitting the big tent.

"Do it!" Sun Jian opened his eyes violently and let out a loud shout.

With Sun Jian's order, with a bang, the personal guards of the generals drew out the sabers at their waists and rushed out.

Suddenly, the sound of slashing and killing that had stopped suddenly rose again, Sun Jianhu was stunned, and led everyone out with an ancient ingot knife

The moment Sun Jian stepped out of the big tent, the eyes of tens of thousands of soldiers looked at Sun Jian in unison, like a wolf and a tiger. If he was an ordinary general, it is estimated that he would have been scared for a long time, but he Sun Jian is not an ordinary general, but a fierce general known as the Jiangdong Tiger by the world.

Sun Jian looked at the black and oppressive enemy general in front of him without fear, shouted, and rushed forward with an ancient ingot knife, seeing Sun Jian kill into the enemy formation, Huang Gai, Zu Mao, and Cheng Pu immediately waved the knife and gun in their hands to meet them, rolling on the battlefield, gold and iron resonated, stumps and broken arms flew everywhere like autumn leaves, and for a while, Sun Jian and other hundred people actually killed the Xiliang army and retreated again and again.

Sun Jian's armor was red, majestic, and his body was drenched in blood, he let out a long roar of confusion, and slashed at the ancient ingot knife in his hand, and several people died in his fall in an instant.

"The enemy will be mad, watch me take off the head."

Huang Zhong slashed down a retreating Xiliang soldier, and used the Santing Mountain Chopping Knife in his hand to take Sun Jian directly.

Seeing Huang Zhong's big knife coming from his head, Sun Jian roared well, and casually pulled out a wisp of knife light to greet him.

"The thief will die!"

The long knife in Huang Zhong's hand suddenly changed its tricks, and went straight to Sun Jian to stop and slash, Sun Jian was shocked, where did this Xiliang Army jump out of this master of the knife, and the knife momentum that has been attacked will change, how can this ordinary person be able to do it, but in the face of Huang Zhong's attack, Sun Jian immediately went to stop with a horizontal knife.

Hearing a deafening sound of gold and iron, Sun Jian only felt a tingling in the tiger's mouth, and only then did he know that the enemy general in front of him was not under him, and he vaguely surpassed himself. And the Santing Mountain Chopping Knife in Huang Zhong's hand was also shocked, and he also shouted in his heart: "This Sun Jian really lives up to the name of the Jiangdong Tiger." ”

At that moment, Sun Jian became cautious, swinging the big knife in his hand up and down, slashing and stabbing, specifically looking for Huang Zhong's vital point.

Huang Zhong also put away his contempt, and waved the Santing Mountain Chopping Knife in his hand, blocking and blocking, opening and closing, and calmly fighting with Sun Jian.

The two fought fiercely for fifty or sixty rounds, and the victory and defeat were inseparable, and the soldiers on both sides also stopped slashing each other, consciously giving up a vast space for the two. Then he shouted loudly and cheered for his own commander.

The two fought for nearly a hundred rounds, Sun Jian began to be at a disadvantage, and he had gradually highlighted his defeat, and after Cheng Pu saw it, he immediately raised his eyebrows and shouted angrily: "The thief will be crazy, Cheng Pu will also come." ”

At this time, some people in the Xiliang army also scolded: "Tian shameless old thief, do you want to bully more people and shout less?" Look at a certain Wei Yan to take your head to avenge General Hua's revenge"

With an angry scolding from the Xiliang army, Wei Yan slapped his horse out, and then rushed towards Cheng Pu with the hook and sickle in his hand.

"Oh, red-faced thief, Anbei fights with General Cheng, watch my Zu Mao slash you and Ma Xia with two swords."

How could Zu Mao let Wei Yan stop Cheng Pu from rushing to Sun Jian's aid, and at the moment, while Wei Yan was not fighting with Cheng Pu, he immediately pointed a big knife at Wei Yan and scolded him unusually.

When Wei Yan heard this, he stared at Zu Mao viciously and scolded: "Shameless old thief, I will kill you today." ”

Then he abandoned Cheng Pu and slapped his horse and danced his knife towards Zu Mao.

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