"Today's Success"

"Brothers, kill"

As soon as Huang Zhong's words fell, he only heard one of the officers and soldiers on the battlefield roaring, the blue light flashed, and the nearly long war knife slashed towards the yellow turban thief in front of him.

"Poof"

There was a muffled sound, and I saw that the Yellow Turban thief was directly split in half by the officer, from head to toe, and the intestines of the Yellow Turban thief flowed all over the place.

"Kill"

"Kill"

The officers and soldiers rose up one after another, and the green mangs twinkled like stars, but the Yellow Turban thieves were unlucky, and immediately became the souls of the Han officials and soldiers.

In an instant, a large number of Yellow Turban thieves were killed, and the originally surging attack was like a high-speed chariot suddenly breaking its tracks, and the Han officers and soldiers had been in battle for a long time, so there was naturally no reason to let go of such a good opportunity.

Cone Array

There was another loud shout, and a fierce figure frantically poured into the Yellow Turban Thief Army like a tiger and leopard, swinging a knife and slashing, killing all directions, instantly making the originally chaotic Yellow Turban battle array even more chaotic.

"Broken"

"Broken"

The Han officers and soldiers quickly changed their formations, and the originally rectangular battle formation became cone-shaped, but like iron nails, it was fiercely nailed towards the Yellow Turban Thieves.

"Damn, retreat, retreat"

The generals of the Yellow Turban Thief Army had red eyes, looking at the battle formation that was constantly being penetrated, his face was extremely angry, but he was very helpless in his heart.

"The Thief Flees"

"Pursuit"

The defeat is like a mountain, the order of the Yellow Turban general. Like an ordinary iron hammer, it completely shattered the fighting spirit of the Yellow Turban thief soldiers, without the slightest fighting will, only retreat in his eyes. However, the morale of the Han officers and soldiers was greatly increased, and they did not let go of the intention of the Yellow Turban Thief Army, and brazenly launched a pursuit.

"This Han officer army is really elite, advancing and retreating, and the tactics are appropriate."

Looking at the official army that was chasing the Han Dynasty, Xu Shu touched his beard and said in praise.

"Not bad. This Han official army is not much better than the bloody army in Xiaoyao City. is worthy of Lu Zhi, and his ability to govern the army is really extraordinary."

Mo Le also nodded yes, after many battles, Mo Le is no longer a rookie. For the laws of the battlefield. Have your own understanding.

"Bell"

Just when Mo Le and Xu Shu were discussing the Han official army, Lu Zhi had already asked Ming Jin to withdraw his troops, and at this moment, the pursuing Han official army was almost in front of the Yellow Turban camp.

"Haha, rebellious ministers and thieves, vulnerable, I think you should surrender quickly, otherwise they are all the souls of the Han Iron Cavalry Sword"

As soon as the sound of gold sounded, the Han officers and soldiers did not pursue forward. And the official army who was the first person to rush into the Yellow Turban Thief Army suddenly daxiao and looked at the Yellow Turban Thief Army with a mocking expression. Contempt and disdain in the eyes.

"Hmph, Ignorant Child"

"Red Sun"

Suddenly, a cold voice floated in Guangzong City, full of coldness, and Mo Le, who came in the distance, also felt a cold and piercing chill.

"Zhang Jiao, you don't want to be rampant, you're just a demon"

Among the officers and soldiers of the Han Dynasty, a voice also rose, which was indeed like a spring breeze, making people feel a burst of warmth, and the person who spoke was naturally Lu Zhi.

"Haha, old horseman, I'm a demon, I'm just a dog of the big man, and you can't die well"

Zhang Jiao in the city laughed instead of being angry, and scolded loudly at Lu Zhi.

"Hmph, the gossip confuses the public"

"You still dare to fight"

When Lu Zhi heard this, he was furious, the scribes of the Three Kingdoms paid the most attention to loyalty, filial piety, etiquette and righteousness, and the things behind him were also very important, but now Zhang Jiao said that he couldn't die well, which should be tolerable or unbearable.

"If you want to fight, I will fight"

"Yellow Turban Iron Rider, Out of Battle"

Zhang Jiao was not affected by the previous battle at all, who is Zhang Jiao, he is also a generation of heroes, people who dare to rebel, and a few are cowardly.

"Okay, you're a little timid"

"Lu Jiajun, go to war"

Lu Zhi roared, and immediately an elite iron cavalry rushed towards the battlefield step by step with a unified pace.

"Lu Yong, no victory, no return"

Suddenly, Lu Zhi shouted again, his words were full of absoluteness, no victory, no return, that is if you don't win, then fight to the death, it is definitely an order to fight to the end.

"No, no victory, no return"

Lu Yong was also unambiguous, with a cold face, and said with full of fighting spirit, and the other Lu Jiajun were the same, their faces were full of fortitude, as if Lu Zhi's words were as they should be.

"Haha, if you want to beat my Yellow Turban Iron Horse, it's just a dream, old horseman, today I want your Lu family army to die here"

"Zhang Meng, I haven't killed them all, don't want to see me"

Zhang Jiao also ordered, he was also angry, hum, what is invincible, I really made it to the yellow turban military mud, today I want to see, is it the tip of your spear, or my spear.

"Did you hear it, annihilate the enemy?"

After Zhang Meng heard this, his face was ecstatic, and the war in his eyes became even stronger, looking at Lu Jiajun as if he was seeing a herd of cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

"Annihilation of the enemy"

"Annihilation of the enemy"

Zhang Meng was born as a butcher, born to kill, Zhang Jiao saw his bravery, so he accepted him, and he did not disappoint Zhang Jiao, since the Yellow Turban Rebellion, the people who died in the hands of Zhang Meng are afraid that there are more than 1,000 people.

"That's a lot of nonsense"

"Lu Jiajun, charge"

Lu Yong roared coldly, looking at the call of the Yellow Turban Iron Horseman, it was like watching a joke, talking can kill the enemy, so what else do you need the army to do, Lu Yong is cold and doesn't talk much, but on the battlefield, he kills decisively, and he is very favored by Lu Zhi.

"Yellow Turban Iron Rider, Attack and Kill the Enemy"

Zhang Meng was stunned, and suddenly became furious, the flames in his eyes had already erupted, and with a loud roar, the war horse immediately rushed out like a sharp sword.

The distance of one mile, for the cavalry, is just the distance in the blink of an eye, especially when the cavalry of the two sides hedge, this distance is doubled, and in an instant, the two sides collide together.

"Kill"

"Kill"

Suddenly, the battlefield that was already full of corpses broke out again, and the two sides roared angrily. The sword and the sword, even if there are many cavalry killed.

Cavalry duels are fought against the resilience of soldiers. Neither side will give up speed, the side that has no defense at all, it is all attack, and whoever breaks the morale of the other side first will win.

"Fuck off, get out of here"

"Death to those who stand in my way"

Zhang Meng kills and kills, after seeing blood. Even more crazy, a long knife danced wildly, and the shadow of the knife flashed. Most of the soldiers of the Lu family army who passed by him could not escape death, and they were split in half by him, and Zhang Meng liked this. After splitting the person in half. His heart was very happy.

"Hmph, the traitor Hugh is going to be rampant, see how I take your dog's life"

Lu Yong is also very fierce, his cold gaze is as sharp as a sword, and Lu Yong has been eyeing Zhang Meng for a long time.

"Hmph, it's just you, it's far from it"

"Kill"

"Kill"

Both yelled at the same time. The hedge came, and the battle was immediately brought together. Zhang Meng's moves opened and closed, but Lu Yong's moves were weird and tricky, and they exchanged hands in an instant, and neither of the two escaped to anyone's advantage.

"Hansheng, do you think that there will win?"

Suddenly, Mo Le asked Huang Zhong with a speech.

"Amount"

"It's hard to say at the moment, this Yellow Turban thief army is very powerful, with a firm murderous intent, and there is only attack in their eyes, and the Lu family army is also very extraordinary, giving people the feeling of an ordinary unsheathed sword, extremely sharp, any enemy who blocks them will be torn apart by them"

Mo Le suddenly spoke, which made Huang Zhong stunned, but Huang Zhong only paused slightly, and then spoke.

"Yuan Nao"

Mo Le looked at Xu Shu again, although Xu Shu was a scribe, he was a military officer, and he was also handsome.

"Hehe, the lord has already made up his mind for a long time, so why bother to say more"

Xu Shu chuckled, looked at Mo Le with a bright gaze, and said briskly.

"In my opinion, both armies are the elite of the elite, and they are both masters who are not afraid of death, plus before the war, the leaders of both sides have given orders, and if they do not win, they will not return, so the only way to fight to the death is probably the result of losing both."

Although Xu Shu said so, he said what he meant, who made Mo Le the lord, the king's life is like a mountain, knowing that Mo Le values himself, but Xu Shu does not dare to go beyond it, and he is like a tiger.

In the battlefield, the bloody battle continued, and people kept falling off their horses and were immediately trampled into pulp, and the attrition on both sides was very serious, but they all gritted their teeth and persevered.

"Lu Yong'er, I want your life"

Seeing his subordinates fall one by one, Zhang Meng was furious, extremely angry, his eyes were red, like a wounded beast, looking at Lu Yong deadly, and he made up his mind that Lu Yong must die today.

"Hmph, Zhang Meng's traitor, today next year will be your death day"

Lu Yong also hated, his face was blue, his lips were bitten, watching his former comrades fall one after another, how could he not be sad, how could he not be angry, at this moment, only by killing Zhang Meng and killing the Yellow Turban Iron Rider could he calm the hatred in his heart.

"Kill"

"Kill"

The two yelled, and rushed to each other again, at this moment, the bodies of the two were full of death, and they wanted to kill each other immediately, but the strength of the two sides was almost the same, after a dragon fight, except for the two of them each added some wounds, but they had no way to take each other.

The tragic fighting continued, the military order was like a mountain, no one on either side withdrew from the battle, looking at the soldiers who fell one after another, Lu Zhi and Zhang Jiao hated it in their hearts, but their faces were very calm.

"General Tiangong, you can't fight like this anymore, otherwise the Yellow Turban Iron Cavalry will be finished"

At this time, a scribe beside Zhang Jiao said with an anxious face.

"Shut up, how can I easily take back what I say"

Zhang Jiao's face changed, he glared at the man fiercely, and scolded coldly.

"Teacher, let me support Lu Yong, if you continue to fight like this, Lu Jiajun will be finished"

Beside Lu Zhi, a person with big ears also said very eagerly, but a flash of essence flashed in his eyes, but his meaning was unknown.

"No, if you attack at this time, the morale of the army will be lost, and you can't do it"

Lu Zhi shook his head and said firmly, do you think I don't want to, but if I say it myself, do you want me to slap myself in the mouth.

"Lu Yong's Death"

"Zhang Meng is going to die"

Another period of time passed, and at this moment, there were only more than 100 soldiers sitting on war horses in the field, and Lu Yong and Zhang Meng had a duel again.

"Poof"

"Poof"

After several hours of fighting, the physical strength of the two had already been exhausted, and at this moment, they just persevered with perseverance, and they had no strength to dodge each other's attacks, and almost at the same time, the weapons of the two appeared on each other at the same time.

"Lu Yong"

"Zhang Meng" (to be continued......)

PS: The wood is weak and asks for a recommendation ticket, and in the weak one asks for a monthly pass, give it a chance, and break the ~~~~~