"Hehe, the warm-up is over, it's time for you to taste your master's awesomeness." Just after the twenty rounds, as soon as the war horse was reinforced, the little insect deliberately pulled away a distance, stared at Ling Cao coldly, and said coldly, "Twenty rounds, I will take your dog's life." ”

Ling Cao was immediately angry, who are you? You milky little hairy boy, dare to say such big things, you are a fierce general under Sun Ce, how can Ling Cao stand being so despised by a little hairy child.

"Little doll, don't be too loud." Ling Cao shouted angrily.

"So, I said twenty rounds." The little bug replied faintly.

After hearing this, Ling Cao almost vomited blood in anger, the emotional family is being modest, I fuck it, is there such a humble person in the world?

"Wow, I have to kill you today." Ling Cao was completely angry, gritted his teeth, was ruthless, determined to slaughter the little insect alive, shook the silk frontier, Ling manipulated the horse to swing the knife, split Huashan, and slashed at the little insect's Tianling Gai. The little insect hid its head, and the bamboo stick in his hand stabbed Ling Cao obliquely.

The bamboo stick was silent, as fast as lightning, Ling Cao couldn't hit it, he hurriedly turned around to dodge, the two horses kicked wrongly, the little insect stepped forward and straddled the horse's back again, the corner of his mouth smiled slightly, his legs clamped the horse's belly, urging the horse to rush forward, the four hooves of the war horse were churning, raising bursts of dust, and rushing towards Ling Cao at a gallop, at the same time, the bamboo stick Jiaolong in the hand of the little insect went out to sea, and ran to Ling Cao's chest and pierced it.

With a "boom", Ling Cao raised his knife to meet him, and the two blades collided together, the insects' steel teeth clenched, his arms were forced, and his wrists flipped over. A bamboo stick picked up the big knife in Ling Cao's hand, and the bamboo stick was held high in the wind, hanging on to the sound of the wind. Slammed Ling Cao's left shoulder, Ling Cao turned the horse and retreated, the little insect chased after him, and the bamboo stick in his hand stabbed repeatedly, one move was as fast as a move, one move was as fierce as a move, and only to see the afterimage in the air flickering. The cold light was cold, and Ling Cao danced wildly with his big knife, and he couldn't help resisting. From time to time, the sound of ping-pong blades slamming into the air was heard.

After another five or six rounds of fighting, Ling Cao became more and more passive, and the little insect newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became. This bamboo stick in his hand. Iron, incomparably hard, the move is awe-inspiring, as fast as the wind, and the offensive is like a flood bursting the embankment, endlessly, several consecutive blade impacts, Ling Cao looked at the big knife in his hand again. Above the blade, there are spots. There were a lot more dents, and the big knife was almost destroyed in the hands of the other party.

Suddenly, the two horses stared at each other, and the little insect suddenly stood up from the horse, turned around and swept, the bamboo stick was wrapped in a strong wind, whistling out, and smashed straight to Ling Cao's right shoulder, Ling Cao hurriedly lowered his head and bent over, the wind whistled in his ears, and the bamboo stick almost brushed his ears.

Without waiting for Ling Cao to sit up, he split Huashan, the bamboo stick smashed into his heart again, Ling Cao hurriedly raised the knife with his backhand to return it, and with a bang, Ling Cao only felt that the tiger's mouth trembled, his arm was numb, and the big knife was directly smashed by the small insect and flew away, the next moment, the little insect shot mercilessly, a move to find the snake, the tip of the stick flashed cold, straight under his ribs, Ling Cao hurriedly turned over and dismounted, this can be dodged, but the war horse behind him snorted, and was directly pierced through the viscera by a small insect with a bamboo stick.

The horse galloped violently in pain, screamed violently, turned over and fell to the ground, shook the silk frontier, and the little insect urged the horse to kill Ling Cao in front of him, and the bamboo stick was aimed at Ling Cao, and he shot decisively.

With a snort, the sharp tip of the rod directly pierced Ling Cao's right shoulder, Ling Cao screamed in pain, his body soared, he took four or five steps backwards in a row, poofed, and sat down on the ground.

"Before you die, remember my name, Deng Tong, a nobody under the command of General Xu." As soon as the words fell, a horse tread the bell sounded, and the little insect urged the horse to rush to Ling Cao's approach, the bamboo stick monster python came out of the hole, and pierced Ling Cao's heart socket at once, raised his hands high, and lifted Ling Cao high into the air, looking at Ling Cao, who couldn't help but struggle, his eyes were unwilling, and the little insect looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

"The thief will be dead, sons, follow me to kill the enemy." With a flick of his hand, as the bamboo stick quickly withdrew, Ling Cao screamed miserably, fell to the ground unwillingly, and was out of breath on the spot.

"What? General Ling Cao is dead? Ling Cao's soldiers suddenly panicked, taking this opportunity, the little insect led the soldiers to cover up and kill frantically, and everyone rushed up to completely cover up and kill these thousands of Jiangdong soldiers.

When Sun Ce and Huang Gai swept away the rest of the Yellow Turban remnants in the Water Village, they urged the horses to come to the Water Village to take a look, and they were all dumbfounded.

There are countless dead bodies in the village, and the blood is flowing like a river, and the little doll that she didn't put in her eyes just now is surrounded by more than 3,000 yellow turban soldiers, and she is murderously rushing to kill here.

"I hurt me, what an arrogant yellow-toothed son, come and come, report your name, your Uncle Sun Ce is here." Sun Ce urged the horse to shake the gun and stop drinking,

There are only more than 3,000 Yellow Turban soldiers left in the courtyard, no need to guess, Ling Cao's 3,000 men and horses are all finished, take a closer look, sure enough, Ling Cao's dead body, lying upright on the ground on the side, has already died of breath.

"It's you who are waiting, Sun Ce Xiao'er, a certain talent, Deng Tong is also, come on, come here, come here, let your grandfather pick you to death with a bamboo stick." Deng Tong pointed at Sun Ce, his momentum was not weak at all, and the three thousand Yellow Turban soldiers behind him were even more murderous and morale.

"Deng Tong?" Sun Ce couldn't help shaking his head after hearing this, he had never heard of the little doll.

"Lord, slowly, kill chickens with a cattle slaughtering knife, Huang Gai is not talented, I am willing to take this person's head." Huang Gai on the side saw that Sun Ce was about to take the other party's life, so he hurriedly asked for the order first.

"Okay, the old general should be more careful, and he will come to watch the enemy for you." Sun Ce suppressed his anger and nodded at Huang Gai.

…… Yizhou 牂牁.

"Report, military advisor, Meng Shu raised 50,000 troops and came straight to the Qiqi." Hearing the report sent by the soldiers, Guo Jia finally couldn't sit still.

"It's finally time to come." Guo Jia stood up and sighed lightly, although he had already expected that Meng Huo would have a backhand, but at the moment, there was no one to use, how could this be good?

After pondering for a while, Guo Jia shook his head heavily, and had no choice but to order, "Order the three armies to assemble at the school field." ”

"Sir, but are the barbarians coming?" Guo Jia didn't wait to go out, a voice like a yellow warbler came from outside the door, Guo Jia was stunned, and hurriedly walked out of the door.

"Ladies, why are you here?"

When he came to the outside of the room to take a look, Guo Jia was suddenly shocked, several ladies came, Zhang Ning, Huang Wudie, Cai Yan, Diao Chan, Cai Yu, behind everyone, all of them were female swordsmen and maids under Zhang Ning in the past, all dressed in tight short fights, up and down the body, tight and neat, with silk at the waist, holding a sword, with a face like water, and sharp eyes.

Not only did they come, but there was also a woman in the distance who was holding a jujube red horse, wearing a red skirt, and holding a nine-section whip in her hand, which was the fire phoenix of the Phoenix Village in the past.

Tianci was carrying Huang Wudie's big knife, Tianrui was holding Zhang Ning's personal sword, and was following behind several aunts, Guo Jia was ashamed when he saw this scene, and couldn't help but blush.

"A few ladies, don't want to torture Fengxiao, you go back home quickly, this is with me Guo Fengxiao, and the barbarian Meng Huo definitely doesn't want to be wild." Guo Jia hurriedly bowed down and saluted, and persuaded Zhang Ning and the others. (To be continued......)