Xiong Ba snorted coldly, the longbow in his left hand was suddenly straightened, and his right hand twisted five arrows, and then put them on the bowstring, shooting out like lightning towards the trunk of the tree in front of him. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Boom Boom!

Several loud bangs rang out one after another, and the five thick trunks were torn apart in an instant, and the flying wood chips suddenly shot towards the Yellow Turban soldiers behind them like scattered flowers of the Heavenly Maiden.

Seeing that the distance was approaching, Xiong Ba put down his bow and arrows, and then jerked his horse's hips, and pulled out the iron spear that was diagonally planted on the ground sideways;

The wooden wall was thick, but the iron spear in Xiong Ba's hand was like a whirlwind, and five or six horizontal logs were knocked away in an instant.

The second line of defense was torn open by Xiong Ba with a gap of more than 20 meters, but the rear cavalry attack formation also needed at least 70 or 80 meters of gaps;

The bear has already rushed into the crowd of enemies, and it seems that he can no longer turn around and sweep more tree trunks;

However, Feng Yi was not worried, he had already observed the three lines of defense of the Yellow Turban on the hill before, and he knew how to break through.

"Hook ready!"

With Feng Yi's order, the Ziwei on the side suddenly freed his left hand in unison and grabbed the throwing hook from the front of the saddle.

At the same time that Ziwei rushed in through the gap, Feng Yi suddenly shouted: "Catch!" ”

Suddenly, hundreds of hooks shot out towards the trunks on both sides.

As the purple guard rode by, the rope was suddenly tightened, and then the trunks on both sides were dragged in unison and smashed towards the Yellow Turban soldiers behind them.

In an instant, the screams rang out continuously.

It was originally a defensive weapon, but at this time, those tree trunks turned into sharp blades to harvest the lives of the Yellow Turban soldiers.

The second line of defense was once again opened a 100-meter-long opening, and the cavalry behind it entered smoothly.

Cold spears and long knives are vertical and horizontal, rough wood is rolling, iron hooves are raging, and in the midst of the howling of ghosts and wolves, the Yellow Turban soldiers of the second line of defense were completely defeated after holding out for less than a hundred breaths.

Peng Tuo, who had just arrived at the third line of defense, couldn't help but be shocked when he saw this scene.

This Feng Wuji is not only weird, it is simply demonic!

Gritting his teeth fiercely, Peng Tuo suddenly ordered all the 20,000 soldiers of the third line of defense to launch the method of entering the sainthood.

In addition to this method, Peng Dewei really couldn't think of any other way to stop the footsteps of Xia Feng Wuji.

Seeing that the Yellow Turban soldiers of the third line of defense suddenly went crazy collectively and rushed towards them frantically, Feng Yi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

He really didn't expect the Yellow Turban General to be so decisive.

It's just that he has learned the method of entering the saint too many times, and he still has a lot of experience in how to deal with it.

"Cover the eyes! Change the cone formation! ”

As soon as Feng Yi's order was given, the Ling Banner soldiers on the side raised the Ming Huang flag and issued the corresponding order.

Soon, the cavalry behind them all pushed down the blindfolds hanging on the foreheads of the horses sitting down, blocking the eyes of the horses.

The eyes were covered, and the war horse was restless, but most of these cavalrymen were experienced veterans, and after a slap to appease, the war horse quickly calmed down.

At the same time, the entire cavalry team was also on the march, with 300 purple guards as the tip, and transformed into a triangular pyramidal formation with a long waist.

The crazy crowd will inevitably frighten the war horses, so after covering the eyes of the war horses, they can go on a rampage;

And the reason why it has to become a long-waisted triangular pyramidal formation is also to increase the impact, and at the same time rush out of the already crazy yellow turban crowd as quickly as possible.

It's the next step to fight with these little toughs that can't be beaten, so don't ignore them if you can ignore them;

Besides, there is no point in entangling with them, and when the time comes, they will naturally turn into a pile of dead corpses.

Peng Tuo nervously watched the situation of Feng Wuji's cavalry troops, but when he found that the opponent's troops not only did not delay in the slightest, but rushed straight towards them even more sharply, Peng Tuo was even more horrified.

How is this possible?

"General! General go! The enemy is rushing over! ”

Just when Peng Tuo's mind was lost, the guards on the side shouted anxiously.

Awakened by the shout, Peng Tuo looked intently, but found that the enemy advance was about to kill the crowd;

Peng Tuo couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and hurriedly turned his horse's head, wanting to leave with the guards.

However, at this time, a loud shout suddenly sounded.

"Where will the enemy go!"

Peng Tuo turned his head to look, but found three arrows flying towards him.

The feeling of suffocation wrapped in the breath of endless death suddenly made Peng Tuo's soul tremble, and when he panicked, Peng Tuo only had time to reluctantly turn sideways.

Then, a sharp arrow grazed Peng's sideburns, one hit Peng's left thigh, and the other pierced Peng's chest.

Looking at the half-cut arrow emerging from his chest, as well as the blood stains flowing from Mimi, Peng Tuo's face was suddenly full of ashes.

With a bitter grin at the corner of his mouth, Peng Tuo looked up at the slightly reddened dark night, and his consciousness finally passed slowly, and soon he was completely silent.

After Xiong Ba killed the crowd, he raised his hand and shot out more than a dozen arrows quickly, killing the guards around Peng Tuo;

Then he galloped to the side of Peng Tuo's corpse, which was unconsciously shaking on the war horse, and was slightly silent, and then suddenly cut off Peng Tuo's head with a knife and carried it in his hand.

He Man sat firmly in the central tent, his expression did not fluctuate in the slightest, but the eyelids that fluttered from time to time exposed his heart.

Zhu Jun's main force was firmly blocked on the north side, and Cao Cao and Liu Mang's troops were also dragged to death, but the sudden wind Wuji made He Man very uneasy.

This person's record is too dazzling, and he can't afford to underestimate him in the slightest.

At this time, he was just hoping that Peng Tuo would be able to delay for two hours.

In two hours, even if the Han army still has reserves in Changshe, it will be enough for Daqu Shuai to take it.

When the news of the destruction of Changshe City comes out, and Daqu Shuai brings back the elite cavalry to help, the enemy army will definitely be defeated!

At this moment, a soldier rushed into the big tent in a panic.

"He Shuai! Big, big, big things are not good! Peng, Peng, Peng Shuai were killed! Wind, wind, wind, kill, kill, kill! ”

This bastard's stuttering problem is done again!

But at this time, He Man was not in the slightest mood to laugh and scold.

Peng Tuo is dead! In such a short period of time, he died inexplicably like this!

Moreover, Feng Wuji actually killed him!

This, is it possible that the soldiers of the three lines of defense are all muddy natives?

Even if you stand there and let people cut it, it won't take a short time, right? But why was it broken through by Feng Wuji in such a short time?

Thinking about this was useless now, He Man took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down;

However, the name Feng Wuji was like a spell, making it difficult for him to calm down at all.

I don't know if it's a hallucination, but he actually heard the sound of countless horses' hooves rushing towards him.

As the screams outside the tent gradually came to his ears clearly, He Man smiled bitterly, and then shook his head and walked out of the tent.

Holy Army, it's over......

Xiong Ba slashed the yellow turban soldiers who rushed up with two swords, and then looked at He Man and the others who walked out of the tent.

A grim smile appeared on his face, and then Xiong Ba threw a head in front of He Man and the others.

"Which of you is Zhang Mancheng? Come out and speak! ”

Looking at Peng Tuo's head with a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth, He Man couldn't help but twitch his eyelids.

Sighing secretly, He Man took two steps forward and arched his hand towards Xiong Ba and said, "Daqu Marshal Zhang Mancheng has already led the troops to Changshe, and I am Deputy Marshal He Man." ”

"Oh? I see. Are you willing to surrender? ”

Xiong Ba nodded, and then glared at He Man and the others and shouted.

Seeing that the other party did not show the slightest surprise, He Man couldn't help but beat a drum in his heart, could it be that the other party had long expected that they would send troops to attack Changshe?

If that's the case, then Zhang Qu Shuai......

The thought in his heart was full of thoughts, and He Man looked at Xiong Ba cautiously and asked, "I don't know if you are the captain of Feng Wuji?" ”

Xiong Ba suddenly shouted in displeasure: "How could my lord come here to wait with you in person?" No more nonsense! If you descend, you will live, and if you don't descend, you will die! ”

He Man couldn't help but smile bitterly, thinking that this person was not Feng Wuji.

His surging momentum looks like a top general with a lot of strength. And it is said that Feng Wuji's own strength is not very high.

But this is enough to explain a lot of problems, being able to subdue a top military general at will, what kind of demon is Feng Wuji?

You know, there aren't a few top-level generals in the entire Holy Army!

At this time, Feng Yi rode over under the protection of dozens of purple guards.

"Lord!"

Xiong Ba, who was majestic and majestic, couldn't help but look solemn, and hurriedly saluted Feng Yi with a fist.

"Hmm."

Feng Yi nodded, and then looked at He Man and the others.

"It's also to blame Peng Tuo's bad luck for this kid, Feng originally planned to recruit him, but my general shot too fast, and before Feng could speak, he had already fallen;

Your words are much more lucky, and it is up to you whether you can grasp it or not.

You know, not only my subordinates have a bad temper, but even if you want to surrender to Zhu Jun, it will be extremely dangerous.

After all, General Zhu Zhonglang hates you and the Yellow Turban Army very much, and it is still unknown whether he will accept the surrender you are waiting for.

So, you have only two choices at this time, first, die! Second, recognize the wind as the main father, born!

Well, the wind has a limited amount of time, so I will give you ten breaths of time to think about it. ”

He Man and the others looked at each other for a while, and then the others all looked at He Man, wanting him to have an idea.

He Man gritted his teeth, seeing that the time of ten breaths was approaching, he suddenly knelt down on one knee and hugged his fist towards Feng Yi:

"So, He Man, I am willing to follow the lord, and I hope that the lord will not give up!"

"We are willing to follow the lord, and I hope the lord will not give up!"

Seeing that Homan surrendered, the rest of the people followed suit.

"Hahaha, good! Not bad! I accept your allegiance! Get up! ”

Feng Yi laughed, then beckoned to everyone and motioned to get up.

Needless to say, the shock of He Man and the others was needless to say, but at the moment, Feng Yi was in a hurry to completely defeat the main force of the Yellow Turban gathered on the north side of the camp, and then rushed to the Changshe to compete for Zhang Mancheng's belonging.

Because if Cao Cao learned that Zhang Mancheng had gone to the Changshe, he would definitely not let go of this great opportunity to take credit. (To be continued.) )