"Just when I was thinking about whether to take off my pants, someone's stick had already touched the chrysanthemum~"

This is the only sentence left by Zhang Jiao about Li Cunxiao's divine power and immeasurable force in this battle.

The battlefield is really unpredictable in Zhang Jiao's eyes, just now his own new force pressed forward, the Han army's infantry formation has been unable to withstand it, and it is about to collapse, but the cavalry led by Li Cunxiao here is unexpectedly exploded. It can't be said that the cavalry led by Li Cunxiao exploded, it should be Li Cunxiao who personally exploded. Although he managed to break through the defensive line built by the left horseman, he still left most of his personal guards and nearly a hundred wolf cavalry there. The soldiers who followed him and continued to face the last fig leaf in front of Zhang Jiao were now less than two hundred people.

Zhang Jiao was still thinking about using people from the front line to defend just now, because he seemed to have five thousand men and horses enough to leave the rampage Li Cunxiao's five hundred men and horses. No matter how bad it is, most of it is left, but this leaked nearly 200 cavalry, isn't it a bit much? Do you want to make a big effort to defend yourself and give up the good situation on the front line?

Considering that he still had a thousand more elite soldiers and horses with green horns and a yellow turban wrestler who had gathered together nearly a thousand, Zhang Jiao hesitated. His body is not as good as before, and he can still get on the horse and shoot the bow left and right, and now there is only a pair of touch-and-death ** left under the majestic shell, which is really unmoving, and he can't cast any spells. Otherwise, how would he consider whether to let the people on the front line go back to defense? All it takes is a swing of the altar and a chant, and no amount of soldiers and horses can pass through the defense line forged by their own blood.

But now that he is a personal glass man, do you need to defend yourself?

Looking at the situation of the imminent victory on the front line, and the nearly 200 cavalry led by the Han general, who was intercepted by nearly 2,000 fresh troops in front of him and chased by 5,000 men and horses behind, Zhang Jiao hesitated.

"Great sage and good teacher, the generals on the front line ask the flag officer."

Just as Zhang Jiao closed his eyes and thought, a boy standing next to him said softly.

"Hmm~"

Looking at the 2,000 centaurs who were blocking his front tightly, Zhang Jiao was finally ready to take a risk. Because the mission of these two thousand people is to protect themselves, the formation of these two thousand men and horses is very narrow. On the other hand, the narrow formation is thick, Zhang Jiao felt that even if the two hundred cavalry soldiers who rushed in still had the strength to spare, they would definitely be entangled by this heavy formation for a moment, as long as a moment. The left cavalry station that is not far away can come back in time to support.

"Inform the commanders of the front line, don't care about the war behind, and make up your mind to quickly take down the Han army in front of them!"

Zhang Jiao, who had made up his mind, looked at Li Cunxiao's department, who was about to crash into the last line of defense in front of him, and said to the little boy on the side with firm words.

"Yes. Great Teacher! ”

After the little boy heard Zhang Jiao's words, he just retreated and passed the order to the flag officer.

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"Okay, you have a horn, you don't let the soldiers and horses on the front line come back to help, are you too proud of your own soldiers and horses, or look down on me Li Cunxiao!"

Seeing that the soldiers on the front line of the Yellow Turban Army still did not move, they just blindly pressed forward. Li Cunxiao's heart is mixed with five people, and the current battlefield trend is pressed on himself, so let me Li Cunxiao draw an end to the next era of this long-term war!

"Kill! Kill! Kill! A thousand armies! ”

Li Cunxiao, who crashed into the formation and shouted three consecutive kills. After slashing for a while, he also discovered the density of this formation. So he didn't hesitate to launch his natural skills, which is his last hole card - Qianjun!

At the moment when Li Cunxiao read it, the heroic spirit contained in the thousand armies immediately understood Li Cunxiao's intentions and lined up on his left and right, and pushed the last line of defense to protect Zhang Jiao with him.

And now the heroic spirit, after a month of savings, Li Cunxiao's men already have twenty-three, and it is not short to split into a row, looking at the sky, the Yellow Turban Army actually took Li Cunxiao as the center, and the distance of dozens of meters to the left and right began to continue to die.

"What the hell is this. Evil spirits! Ah, evil spirits! ”

The Yellow Turbans are superstitious, so they have some fear when they see their brothers in front of them who have been pierced through their chests. They are not afraid, because they know that they are dying for the sake of the great sages. Died for the Yellow Sky, but what about these Heroic Spirits? What is it that they kill themselves? So in an instant, the Yellow Turban sergeant who was already defeated by the heroic spirit, I can kill you, but you can't kill me, suddenly panicked, and no longer dared to stop this god-like Li Cunxiao and the evil spirits who guarded him.

"Haha, this battlefield. I'm the only one Li Cunxiao! ”

While roaring angrily, Li Cunxiao vented his grievances for nearly two months, and at the same time, he viciously slaughtered the Yellow Turban sergeants with knives and heads.

Yes, even the wolf cavalry trained by Zhang Liao was blocked by the layers of formations, and they could not form a formation to kill the enemy on the spot. And this Li Cunxiao is like a god, and he even sped up his speed and killed Zhang Jiao, who else is there on this battlefield besides him?

"Kill! Kill! Kill me! ”

Li Cunxiao's heroic spirits don't know when they all have war horses, even if they don't have war horses, they seem to have ideas to ride with their comrades, and they don't have to take a breath when they kill people. With their help, Li Cunxiao saw the end of this formation with the goal of thick in the blink of an eye, and at this time, he was even more energetic, and the left and right Ma Lance and Bi Yanlao started to kill a Yellow Turban sergeant who was blocking his path at the same time.

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"This is? War Spirit!! ”

Zhang Jiao over there had already given up resistance, even if the little boy tried to get off the horse and let him move quickly. But the horns of the reins in his hand were still tightly grasped, and there was no slightest pull, so the horses only kept shaking their heads and tails to drive away the boy's whip.

"Alright, little Liuzi, let's go! I'm not wronged if I lose! ”

Looking at Xiao Tong's stubborn temper with the horses, Zhang Jiao touched his head and said gently.

"Great Sage and Good Teacher!"

The boy looked up, and the tears in his eyes seemed to be about to burst out.

"Don't be wronged! Don't be wronged! ”

Looking at Li Cunxiao, who had already killed the last line of defense in front of him, Zhang Jiao just stuffed the child into the carriage. Then he sat down quietly and silently recited a Taoist scripture that he often recited when he was a child - "Huang Ting".

At this moment, the battlefield seemed to be static for Li Cunxiao or Zhang Jiao, and even the commanders and soldiers of the Yellow Turbans who had seen the fruits of victory on the front line couldn't help but stagnate. Today's victory or defeat seems to have been decided. (To be continued.) )