The heavenly painting halberd in Lu Bu's hand swept away, heroic and abnormal, a little cold star burst out like a torrential rain, and the Chaodian Wei Xu Chu Li Dian and others will pour out, he has never been timid with the outnumbered enemy, Dian Wei Xu Chu and the others will wield their respective weapons, and the tigers will pounce on the food, and surround Lu Bu.

Zhang Liao, Zangba, Hao Meng, Cao Xing and others, who were a little slower, were blocked by a group of young generals, mainly the eldest son Cao Ang and Qianli Ju Cao Xiu, forming a wall to block the eight strong generals hundreds of meters away from Lu Bu.

"A group of little kings and eight lambs who haven't grown up yet, even dare to block our way." Cheng Lian's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, he had an axe in his hand, and his back was full of arrows.

"You're going to try again?" Cao Xiu's temperament was resolute and straightforward, Cheng Lian was so contemptuous, Cao Xiu, who was regarded by Cao Cao as a thousand-mile horse, was the first to refuse, and a halberd in his hand trembled lightly, and a ripple visible to the naked eye spread.

Cao Ang was silent, the eight-foot iron halberd in his hand was also clenched, his eyes gradually sharpened, and a momentum that was much more majestic than Cao Xiu lingered outside his body, and even the war horse under his crotch was a little anxious.

Zhang Liao and Zang Ba's pupils shrank, the two glanced at each other, and they both saw surprise in each other's eyes, Shenzhou is so big, there are many capable people, although Cao Cao is famous, his martial arts are not unusually brilliant, but the eldest son Cao Ang has a tendency to be better than blue, only eighteen years old, but he already has the posture of a fierce general, even if he laughed at their young Cheng Lian Cao Xing Wei Xu, they all restrained their contempt, staring at Cao Ang and Cao Xiu, as for the other bearded boys who looked only the size of small bean sprouts, they were helplessly ignored by them.

Cao Ang was the largest, Cao Xiu was second, Yu Gui, the son of Yu Ban, and Li Sheng, the younger brother of Li Dian, the son of Le Jin, and some other juniors were between thirteen and sixteen years old, and some were even thin, but they were carrying a half-human-tall machete, which looked unusually uncoordinated, and it was no wonder that Cheng Lian, Cao, Hao, Meng and others were despised.

"A group of little kings and eight lambs, your grandfather Song will educate you well for your parents first, and Mao will dare to provoke others before he grows up." Song Xian laughed a few times, and rushed forward.

"It's a good time," Cao Xiu's slightly green face flashed a hint of fierceness, looked at the calm Cao Ang and said, "Big brother, let the little brother go to meet this guy." ”

Hearing this, Cao Ang glanced at Song Xian, nodded and said, "Okay, and be cautious." ”

"To deal with this guy, my brother only needs fifteen moves." Cao Xiu smiled heartily, his tone was unusually confident, he was young, but he showed a good demeanor, no worse than the generals who fought on the battlefield all year round, no wonder Cao Cao called it a thousand-mile horse, and this courage and mentality alone are worthy of praise.

Cao Ang didn't refute, staring at Cao Xiu who came out of the horse, a trace of certainty flashed at the corner of his mouth, Cao Xiu's martial arts, he knew it in his heart.

"Shameless boy." When Song Xian heard this, he was furious in his heart, and was despised by a little guy like Cao Xiu who was more than a round different from him at this age, how could he not be angry, not only Song Xian himself heard it, but even Cheng Lian and Wei Xu, Hao Meng and others behind him could hear it clearly, and they all looked at Song Xian with a meaningful face, looking like they were watching a joke.

"I'm mad at me." Song Xian let out an angry roar, the spear in his hand stabbed angrily, and his aura seemed to be quite powerful.

The head of the spear gradually enlarged in Cao Xiu's eyes, falling towards his forehead, and before the spear arrived, a cold wind had already raised the bangs on Cao Xiu's forehead slightly.

"Is that all there is to it?" A sneer flashed at the corner of Cao Xiu's mouth, the spear approached, but there was no movement, in the eyes of Song Xian, Hao Meng, Cao Xing and others, his reaction was as if he was frightened, without a trace of counterattack.

Song Xian's eyes flashed with a hint of tyranny, without any mercy because of Cao Xiu's youth, the spear fell with drama, but it was quite imposing, if Cao Xiu couldn't dodge, the cold light of the spear was enough to pierce his head.

Was Cao Xiu frightened? The answer can be imagined, he was praised by Cao Cao as a thousand-mile horse, how many years have he practiced martial arts with Cao Ang, in history, after Cao Chun, Cao Xiu also served as the chief general of the tiger and leopard cavalry, his martial arts will definitely not be worse, at least not worse than Song Xian,

Cheng Lian, Hao Meng, Wei Xu and others all looked determined, thinking about it, they had already expected how miserable Cao Xiu would die in the hands of Song Xian, you must know that Song Xian's cruelty, if he wins every battle, he will abuse the prisoners on a large scale, and the captives who fell into his hands are more than 100 people, all of them are miserable, and the big child in front of him is really not afraid of not knowing, which angered Song Xian, and it is okay if he is stabbed to death with a shot, if he still hangs on his breath, it will be useless for him to cry his father and call his mother at that time.

However, they were soon disappointed, and they were even so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths, and looked at Song Xian, who was swept to the ground with a stunned look.

"Song Xian was swept out of the city with every move, I....Did I read it wrong?" Hou Cheng was a little incredulous.

"You read that right." The look of shock on Hao Meng's face was no less than that of Hou Cheng.

Zhang Liao and Zangba's faces were solemn, although Song Xian was not a role in the eyes of the two of them, he had also followed Lu Bu to fight for several years, and his martial arts were quite reluctant, they could all do it with one move to sweep Song Xian, what really surprised them was that Cao Xiu's age was so young, and his plasticity was still very strong, so young, he had already touched the shackles of a first-class general, and Cao Xiu's talent made Zhang Liao and Zangba amazed in their hearts.

"Cao Ying is really full of talents." Zhang Liao whispered to Zang Ba, his tone lingering with amazement.

Zang Ba didn't say anything, just nodded approvingly, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Song Xian's whole person flew out upside down, the spear in his hand was scattered on the ground, he held a sullen breath in his chest, rolled a few heels, and before he could react from the violent blow, Cao Xiu did not give up, the horse's belly was clamped, and the iron halberd suddenly stabbed out, directly taking Song Xian's throat.

"Thief boy, how dare you?" Wei Xu, who had a very good relationship with Song Xian, was furious when he saw this, and he opened his bow to shoot.

"You dare to shoot a and try it." Just when Wei Xu's index finger was about to be released, a cold arrow was already aimed at him, it was Cao Ang.

Wei Xu's expression was suffocated, after Cao Xiu's upsurge, Wei Xu didn't dare to despise these young generals in front of him, especially when he saw Cao Xiu being taken out by Cao Xiu like a dead dog, even Zhang Liao and Zangba could only hold back the urge to make a move.

Seeing Cao Xiu's victory in the first battle, all the young generals were overjoyed, and looked at Cao Xiu's eyes with unusual admiration, you must know that the parents of the young generals present were all famous generals under Cao Cao, and even Xiahou Chong's two sons, Xiahou Chong and Xiahou Mao, were also there, but they were not very old, but they also carried weapons and rushed over with Cao Ang under the slogan of avenging their father.

"Kill him, kill him, avenge my Daddy." Xiahoudun's eldest son, Xiahou Chong, shouted loudly.

"Brother Wenlie, kill him." Xiahoudun's second son, Xiahou Mao, also said on the side, like his eldest brother Xiahou Chong, both of them inherited Xiahoudun's burly figure, although they were young, they were as strong as a calf.

When Cao Xiu heard this, the iron halberd in his hand moved lightly and fixed it on Song Xian's throat, making Song Xian's face pale with fright, swallowing saliva in his throat, looking at Cao Xiu's eyes, he looked quite eager to try.

"Little bastard, let go of General Song." Wei Xu was shocked by Cao Ang, and after a while, his face turned pale. hurriedly shouted angrily, Song Xian's sister is his wife, if Song Xian is allowed to die in front of him,

You don't have to kneel on the washboard to go back.

"Huh?" Cao Xiu's eyes were cold, and when he heard this, the iron halberd in his hand took another point, and the sharp halberd head opened a small hole in Song Xian's throat, and a red streak of blood flowed out, which frightened Song Xian's face a little whiter.

"You're going to try to be rude again?" Cao Xiu glanced at Wei Xu coldly, he was young, but he exuded a fierce momentum.

When Wei Xu heard this, his face was a little gloomy, but he didn't dare to say anything more, the atmosphere was a little weird, and the eight big men were shocked by more than a dozen generals who had not yet grown their hair.