Although the Han soldiers suffered defeats, they were still the elite of the Han elite, and the soldiers selected by the five battalions of the Northern Army. What's more, this time Zhang Shuang recruited the people who dared to die.

All of them are brave and compelling.

Again, the Lord will be Dian Wei.

One man and one horse, a pair of halberds have the momentum to destroy millions of enemies. The governor is Zhang Shuang, a famous scholar at home, but he also wears armor and holds a sword, and goes out of the city to fight against him.

How brave, what courage.

How dare the soldiers not obey their deaths?

How dare you not work hard?

"Kill!"

After following Dian Wei, countless warriors roared and stabbed out their spears.

Because the Yellow Turban soldiers were going to attack the city, the personnel were very scattered. The Han army is brave, how can it be stopped?!

"Ahhh

"Poof, poof!"

A scream rang out, and a spear pierced the body of the Yellow Turban soldier, blooming one after another blood flowers, and the Yellow Turban died in the blood flower, falling row after row in the wail.

"Knock knock!"

The fierce sound of drums, the blood-stained earth, and the flying stumps and severed arms played the music of death.

Battlefield!!!!

"It's so powerful, it's really powerful. Is this a Han army???? With such an army, how can it be swept away by our yellow turbans???? ”

"It's so powerful."

The Yellow Turban soldiers were timid, and under Dian Wei's tiger-like angry eyes, under the momentum of destroying millions of enemies, and under the momentum of countless soldiers moving forward bravely, they felt an incomparable tremor.

It was the first time I encountered such a powerful army, and for the first time, I felt that I was not invincible.

The Han soldiers did not hesitate, only full of enthusiasm, looking at the main general who was killing in all directions in front of him, and looking at Zhang Shuang, who was surrounded by soldiers, risking flying arrows and holding a sword.

The soldiers let out a roar of rage.

"Life pays off. Kill!! ”

"Whoa!" It was as if the waves were crashing on the shore, unstoppable. Rows of yellow scarves fell in pools of blood, and in an instant, the Han army advanced fifty paces.

Walking forward with the corpse, there is no way forward.

"They're just hundreds. Just a moment of ferocious flames, blocking them, waiting for the army to converge and tear them to pieces. "In the yellow scarf, it is not all wine bags and rice bags.

At this moment, a general will be killed. led hundreds of people to rush towards Dian Wei and the others.

"Take this person's head, and then behead Zhang Shuang, I will be the first credit!" This yellow scarf was extremely hot in his eyes, stretched out his spear, and rushed towards Dian Wei.

At this moment, Dian Wei was covered in blood, and the splashes of blood covered his vision, and what he saw in his eyes was a blood-colored world.

Blood, corpses, and thieves.

"Hahaha!!!!"

Seeing the Yellow Turban rushing towards him, Dian Wei laughed and laughed wildly. It was like a tiger roaring, and the voice was filled with infinite violence, and as a powerful man, the aura of the male general who dominated the battlefield instantly bloomed.

"Boom!"

The Yellow Turban General was the first to hear the war horse under his crotch and let out a frightened scream. Then, the whole person flew up. When he fell to the ground, he realized that his horse was frightened and that he had been thrown off.

"His laughter is as deterrent as a beast like a tiger????!!!!!" The yellow turban general who was sitting on the ground looked at Dian Wei in great horror.

"Poof!"

At this moment, the halberd light streaked through. Dian Wei cut off his head, and the blood rushed to the sky. Dian Wei laughed even more.

"Hahaha!"

"Kill!"

The laughter in the sky suddenly turned into a roar. Dian Wei was unstoppable, one man and one horse, and continued to move forward. No matter who comes, pawn or general, no one can stop it for a round.

The neighing of war horses, the wild laughter of Dian Wei.

The sound of the soldier's footsteps forward.

"Woohoo!"

Occasionally, the arrow broke through the air, only three or five feet away from him. Zhang Shuang has never felt that he has been so close to the battlefield, if he feels the breath of the troubled times at close range.

I've never felt so strong.

As long as you have faith, what about 800 to 100,000?

"Kill, behead Bocai." Zhang Shuang took a deep breath, and the endless smell of blood entered his lungs, making his blood boil for it. The long sword pointed at Huang, the wave talent under the color of the color.

"Kill!"

Zhou Cang roared angrily and helped.

"Kill!"

The soldiers roared and killed, adding momentum to the commander.

"Kill!"

Dian Wei took the lead, as the tip of a knife, sharp and incomparable.

Fifty steps, one hundred steps, two hundred steps.

The Han army is like a pawn pushing the mountain, even if the 100,000 yellow scarves are Mount Tai and Qinchuan. also rushed forward step by step, and the momentum was higher and higher.

As the Han army approached, Bocai's face turned from red to white. At the beginning, the mood was joyful, but now it is frightened.

"Eight hundred soldiers, he dared to kill him, is he proud of this person's bravery, his own bravery?" Bo Cai looked at the invincible Dian Wei, looked at Zhang Shuang who was surrounded by Han soldiers, and didn't dare to laugh at Zhang Shuangxiang's suicide.

Not only did they not dare, but they worried about their own safety.

Before a moment, Bocai would never have thought that he would be in danger. I oversaw four large camps, and tens of thousands of people were around me. Zhang Shuang, 7,000 remnants, there are only a few hundred people who go out of the battle.

Both, heaven and earth.

"Gather all the troops, stop them, stop Zhang Shuang!!!" Bo Cai reined in the reins of the horse, and in a cold sweat, he drove the war horse back slowly.

As he retreated, he swung his spear and roared incessantly.

Like a frightened bird.

"Kill, kill, kill!" Outside this city gate, there are tens of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers, and there are at least 120,000 elites. Seeing that the commander was in danger, countless yellow turbans would lead his troops and horses to kill Zhang Shuang frantically.

When Dian Wei, Zhang Shuang and others rushed forward, they quickly approached.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Dian Wei was still roaring and killing, still driving the war horse to advance, but he felt that it was gradually becoming more and more laborious, and tens of thousands of people could be cut to death even if they were logs.

What's more, it's a living person, an elite yellow turban soldier.

"Kill!"

The soldiers beside Dian Wei also sensed the pressure. From the beginning of the momentum, to the current boating against the current, there are even a few casualties.

But no one flinched.

"My lord, the yellow scarf has begun to close. It's still too late to break through, and if it's too late, there may be a danger of being besieged. Zhou Cang drove the war horse to accompany Zhang Shuang, and when he saw the situation, he hurriedly said.

Without Zhou Cang to say, Zhang Shuang can understand the situation in front of him.

"The troops, embrace the masses, have the upper hand, hold the weight, and attack it positively. Embrace the minority, occupy the weak, take the sword to the side, and attack it with surprise! The situation is fleeting, and I want to take his head so that I don't have too many dreams at night! ”

Zhang Shuang looked at Bocai.

"Come on, don't protect me!" Immediately, Zhang Shuang commanded.

The fighting spirit is strong, both martial and brave!

Zhou Cang looked at Zhang Shuang and never felt as comfortable as this moment.

This time, I was with the right person. This is a real general.

"No."

Zhou Cang suddenly agreed, flicked his long knife, and rushed forward with his war horse, side by side with Dian Wei.