Facing the Yellow Turban Army that was frantically slaughtering, the pressure Ao Lie faced suddenly became heavy. However, Ao Lie's mind is extremely strong, and he will never back down easily. Faced with the siege of a large number of Yellow Turban Army, his reaction was to dance the spear more mellow and faster, and in every breath, the Yellow Turban Army would become the soul of his gun.

Ao Lie and the elite of the Blood Killing Battalion ran wildly all the way, and with their superb martial arts and sophisticated equipment, they caused a lot of damage to the Yellow Turban Army, and the number of Yellow Turban Army who died under their hands has reached hundreds. But after all, there were only nine of them, which was a drop in the bucket compared to the thousands of Yellow Turban troops who besieged them. Moreover, after a long run, the war horses sitting on the elite of the Blood Killing Battalion also exhausted their inertia to rush down the hill and began to slow down the speed of running.

Under the elimination of each other, the elite of the bloody killing battalion began to suffer casualties. An elite of the Blood Killing Battalion was unaware for a while, and was cut off by the Yellow Turban Army on the leg of the horse that sat down, and tumbled and fell off the horse's back. As soon as he landed, he was stabbed by dozens of spears, even with the sturdiness of the willow leaf iron armor, he couldn't block the simultaneous attack of so many spears, and the elite body was instantly stabbed out of more than a dozen blood holes, and the red blood immediately spurted out.

The elite of the blood killing battalion is worthy of being a sharp knife unit that is not afraid of death, this bloody warrior, completely ignoring the injuries on his body, struggled to stand up, used all his strength to split the steel knife in his hand, and cut the two Yellow Turban soldiers in front of him into four with a knife, and then pierced the ground with the tip of the knife, supporting his body from falling, looking at the back of Ao Lie and others, he shouted hoarsely: "The soul of blood killing, there is no battle!" The voice was full of regret and unyielding fighting spirit!

Grief spread in the hearts of Ao Lie and the other elites of the Blood Killing Battalion, Ao Lie shouted, struggled to pick up a Yellow Turban Army, and shouted vigorously: "The soul of blood killing, there is no battle!" ”

"The soul of blood killing, there is no battle!" The remaining seven elites of the Blood Killing Battalion chanted in unison.

Their shouts seemed to be venting the anger and sadness in their hearts, and they seemed to be mourning for their comrades who were about to die. But none of them looked back, because they knew that now was not the time for them to be sad, the battle was still going on, and as long as the battle would not stop, they would never stop, they would never let go of the steel knife in their hands! The only thing they could do for their fallen comrades was to pay tribute to their dead comrades by cutting off more of their enemies with weapons.

Maybe it's the tacit understanding that gets along day and night, maybe it's the same heart with each other, maybe it's both. The elite of the blood killing battalion, who was seriously injured, looked at the backs of his companions, listened to the cries of his companions, understood their intentions, smiled, slowly lowered his arrogant head, and stopped breathing. Even if he died, he would never allow his body to fall, and he would die standing like a man!

The resentment in his heart filled his chest, and Ao Lie danced the spear in his hand more powerfully. At this moment, he didn't care about saving any more energy, every shot was stabbed with hatred, and every shot contained a lot of strength. The Yellow Turban Army, which stood in front of Ao Lie, naturally became Ao Lie's punching bag, and all those who were pointed at by Ao Lie's spear were all smashed skulls without exception, and white brains were scattered and splashed. The place where Ao Lie passed immediately became a hell on earth, which was unbearable.

Forty more steps! A tragic shout came from behind Ao Lie: "The soul of blood killing, there is no battle!" Without looking back, Ao Lie knew that another brother had died heroically, and the tiger's eyes were full of mist. These elites of the Blood Killing Battalion have been following Ao Lie for almost ten years, although Ao Lie cannot guarantee to call out the names of every brother, but the faces of every elite are deeply engraved in Ao Lie's mind. In the past ten years, everyone has been accustomed to relying on each other's side, and now watching their comrades die in front of their eyes, Ao Lie's heart is sad.

Thirty steps! Two more elites were killed!

Twenty steps! The desolate cry of conquest without a battle sounded behind him again!

Ten steps! There are only ten steps left, and there are only three people left in the elite of the blood killing camp who are following Ao Lie at this moment! At a distance of less than fifty paces, five elite soldiers of the bloody killing battalion were killed, which was a heavy loss for Ao Lie. Every elite of the Blood Killing Battalion, in Ao Lie's heart, is a priceless treasure carefully selected from the ten thousand armies!

Red blood and white brains splashed Ao Lie's body, crocheting a tragic pattern of red and white on his body. The three elites of the Blood Killing Battalion who followed closely behind Ao Lie were also panting and covered in blood, as if they were powerful ghosts who had just crawled out of the pile of dead people!

Ten steps, ten steps that can be easily stepped over in normal times, but now it has become a moat that is difficult to cross, looking ten steps away, Ao Lie can already clearly see the fear in Zhang Shao's eyes and the cold sweat on his forehead. It's a pity that standing between him and Zhang Shao is the countless Yellow Turban Army waiting for them, and it is difficult to forcibly rush over.

Just when Ao Lie secretly felt sorry, a shout came from the left side of the Yellow Turban Camp: "Senior brother, Zilong is here to help you!" ”

Ao Lie looked in the direction where the voice came, and saw that Zhao Yun had killed the blood-stained robe, and the white robe and silver armor that were originally the same as himself could no longer see the original color. Behind Zhao Yun, he was followed by nearly two thousand sergeants.

Zhao Yun rode his horse and galloped wildly, while observing the form on the battlefield, and after seeing it clearly, he turned around and said loudly: "Captain Wu Xi, lead half of the men and horses to help Lao Hei intercept and kill the Yellow Turban Army, and lead half of the brothers to help the senior brother." ”

Wu Xi, who was following behind Zhao Yun, agreed loudly, then turned the horse's head and led more than a thousand people to help Dian Wei. After Wu Xi left, Zhao Yun pointed the spear in his hand in the direction of Ao Lie and shouted: "Brothers, the lord is fighting bloodily, let's go and help each other!" Then he led the men and horses to kill in the direction of Ao Lie, and all the Yellow Turban troops who tried to stop them on the way were all picked up by Zhao Yun with a shot.

Another shout sounded on the right flank of the Yellow Turban Army: "The thief is not hurting my master, Xu Chu is here!" Xu Chu crossed the sword in his hand and led two thousand troops to rush over. Seeing Ao Lie being surrounded in the center of the Yellow Turban Army, Xu Chu was suddenly furious, and he couldn't wait to kill Ao Lie in front of him immediately and fight side by side with Ao Lie! As a result, the speed of the big knife in Xu Chu's hand became faster and faster, and the heads of the Yellow Turban Army were cut to the ground by Xu Chu's big knife.

Immediately afterwards, Ma Chao also rushed over with the centaurs, and when he saw that Ao Lie was in danger, he simply gritted a mouthful of steel teeth, and killed Ao Lie's place without saying a word, the spear in his hand was like a dragon in the sky, and those who touched it died immediately. Pang De and Ma Dai guarded on both sides of Ma Chao respectively, and the two big knives followed Ma Chao's gun, and together with Ma Chao, they split the wind and waves and tore a triangular hole in the encirclement of the Yellow Turban Army.

Zhang Shao looked at the bravery of Zhao Yun, Xu Chu and Ma Chao, and the fear in his heart had reached the point of no return, a little overlord Ao Lie had already made him break his heart and gall, and now there were three fierce people who were almost the same as Ao Lie, so that Zhang Shao's heart completely fell to the bottom.

Ao Lie keenly observed Zhang Shao's gaffe ten steps away, and also noticed that because of the arrival of Zhao Yun and others, the Yellow Turban Army around Zhang Shao was in a state of shock, and there was a brief loss of consciousness. Wealth and danger are sought, the opportunity must not be lost, and the loss will not come again! Ao Lie secretly gritted his teeth, and whispered to the ear of the horse who was in the snow dragon horse: "Zhaoye, let's go and behead Zhang Shao!" ”

The humane Shine Night Snow Dragon Ju understood what Ao Lie meant, quietly stepped forward, and ran towards Zhang Shao with all his strength, like a white lightning bolt in the clear sky, knocking down dozens of Yellow Turban soldiers between Ao Lie and Zhang Shao one after another, and instantly came to Zhang Shao's eyes.

Before Zhang Shao could react, Ao Lie's hideous face was already reflected in his eyes, and then, a gunshot shadow flashed, and a sharp pain came from his neck, Zhang Shao was shocked to see himself flying, at this moment, he saw that his body was still sitting on horseback, but where did his head go? It was also at this moment that he saw Ao Lie holding a gun immediately, and the tip of the gun was pointing straight at the sky! At this moment, he saw countless subordinate believers, and their eyes were full of despair and horror when they looked at him.

Before Zhang Shao could figure out what was going on, he heard the last voice in his life, a voice belonging to the little overlord Ao Lie: "Zhang Shao is dead, those who descend will not be killed!" "So, are you dead? No wonder suddenly, he wanted to understand his previous question, and the answer was that he was beheaded by Ao Lie!

Zhang Shao's head fell from the air, was pierced by the tip of the spear raised by Ao Lie, and rested on Ao Lie's spear. Ao Lie held a spear and shouted around: "Zhang Shao is dead, those who descend will not be killed!" ”

With Ao Lie's shout, a large number of Yellow Turban soldiers dropped their weapons one after another, knelt on the ground with their heads in their hands, and waited for the surrender of the Han army.

There are also a small number of Yellow Turban soldiers who refuse to believe Ao Lie's words, and are still resisting stubbornly, and what entertains them is naturally the butcher's knife of the Han army. Under the leadership of Zhao Yun, Xu Chu and Dian Wei, the Han army, which converged, launched a merciless massacre against the Yellow Turban Army that refused to surrender!

The fire continued to burn, and black smoke filled the entire battlefield, but the battle was over, and Ao Lie stood on the edge of the fire, quietly waiting for his subordinates to clean up the battlefield.

A moment later, Zhao Yun took the lead in coming to Ao Lie's side and said in a low voice: "Senior brother, there are ten elites in the bloody killing camp in this battle, and five people are killed in battle, each of them died standing up, and no one fell, and when they died in battle, their faces all died with a smile in the direction of their senior brother." Speaking of the worst, Zhao Yun's voice was already a little choked, sad and proud. Grief for the brothers who died in battle, but also for their heroic pride.

Two moments later, Xu Chu came over and reported: "My lord, in this battle, more than 2,000 people were killed in our army, 1,000 were seriously injured and disabled, and more than 1,000 people were slightly injured. ”

After that, Wu Xi came to report again: "General, Zhang Shao's first-level subordinates have been reined in, and all the recalcitrant ones have been killed. ”

Listening to the reports of his subordinates one by one, Ao Lie still stood quietly as if he hadn't heard anything, his eyes full of deep eyes looking at the sea of fire not far away.

After the last, Xu Huang finished the inventory and reported to Ao Lie: "Lord Yu, all the weapons such as Xifeng Lie and arrows carried by our army in this battle have been exhausted; The Yellow Turban Army's baggage, grain and grass were all burned, and only the equipment and weapons carried with them were captured by our army, including more than 3,000 war horses, armor, weapons, bows and arrows, etc., countless of them; Of the 150,000 Yellow Turban troops, more than 20,000 were killed, more than 40,000 surrendered, and the rest either died in the fire or fled. ”

Ao Lie still didn't turn around, and said in a low voice: "Gather the whole army, together with the surrender army, and everyone who can stand will come here." Zilong, put the corpses of the brothers in the bloody killing camp next to someone. ”

Zhao Yun and the rest of the people responded in unison, and then went their separate ways.

After a while, all the soldiers who could still stand came behind Ao Lie, lined up in four neat teams, and quietly waited for Ao Lie's lecture. After this battle, in their eyes, the little overlord Ao Lie is already a god-like existence, an insurmountable mountain! Therefore, they carried out Ao Lie's order 200 percent, not only the sergeants who could stand, but even those who were seriously injured and could not stand were also supported by their companions, because the person who summoned them was Ao Lie, the admirable little overlord!

Surrounded by them, more than 40,000 surrendered Yellow Turban troops knelt on the ground.

Turning around slowly, Ao Lie glanced at the four thousand soldiers who were still alive in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Brothers, you are all good!" With your fearlessness and blood, you defeated the 150,000 Yellow Turban Army with 6,000 people, and every one of you is a hero! I'm proud of you! ”

More than 4,000 soldiers shouted: "The general is mighty! I'm going to follow the general to the death! ”

Ao Lie raised his head, suddenly let out a long roar, and then asked loudly with a little excitement: "You say, who should be given the greatest credit for this battle?" ”

I didn't expect Ao Lie to ask like this, including the 40,000 Yellow Turban Army, everyone turned their curious eyes to Ao Lie, do you still need to ask? The first merit must be Ao Lie, first planned to burn the Yellow Turban Camp, and then strategized and arranged a four-way ambush to encircle and suppress the Yellow Turban Army, and finally killed Zhang Shao with his own strength, if Ao Lie can't lead the first merit, who else still has this qualification?

Ao Lie seemed to have guessed everyone's thoughts, and slowly shook his head and said: "You all thought wrong, the biggest credit for this battle should be given to these five brothers behind a certain person, the five brothers who have died in battle!" ”

Stretched out his finger and pointed to the corpses of the five elites of the Blood Killing Battalion, and Ao Lie's voice brought a trace of choking: "That's right, it's them, I think you all saw it on the battlefield before, even if they die in battle, they die like a man!" Worthy of the title of the great man's elite soldier! It is better to die standing than to steal life! Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles! If it weren't for their protection, it would have been impossible for them to break into the army and cut off Zhang Shao's head, and they used their lives to complete the great victory of our army! You say, are they heroes? Isn't it time to take the lead? ”

Listening to Ao Lie's words, everyone present fell into deep thought. Yes, Ao Lie is right, in the previous battle, they all saw five corpses die, maintaining a standing posture and dying, each of them had at least a dozen blood holes in their bodies, but they stood stubbornly until they died, and they did not let themselves fall!

A sergeant slowly took off his helmet, lowered his weapon, and bowed to the five corpses behind Ao Lie. Then one after another, soldiers followed suit. Even some of the Yellow Turbans were moved by the integrity of the five people, took off the yellow scarves wrapped around their heads, and attached them to the ground to salute them.

Ao Lie's excited voice spread throughout the battlefield: "We should pay tribute to these five brothers, because they have told us what it means to be brave and fearless, what it means to defend the family and the country, and what is what a real man should do!" ”

After a pause, Ao Lie opened his throat and shouted, "Blood Killing!" ”

Zhao Yun and the only five remaining elites of the Blood Killing Battalion shouted in unison: "The soul of blood killing, there is no battle without a battle!" The soul of blood killing, there is no battle with a conquest!! ”

The blood was boiling with the momentum of Zhao Yun and the others, and more than 4,000 Han soldiers shouted: "Blood kill!" Bloodkill!! Bloodkill!! ”

For a moment, there was no other sound between heaven and earth, only a fanatical shout - blood kill!