"Don't run away, there's nowhere to run"

"Fight to the death, fight to the death"

"Killing one is enough, killing two earns one"

The soldiers of Xiaoyao City roared angrily, but it had no effect at all, and even some of the Yellow Turban thieves rose up to resist, roaring in their mouths, waving their weapons, and bringing their faces with absolute killing intent, they had died for injuries, and they exchanged death for death, not afraid of life and death, and only held the idea of killing one and killing two to earn one.

Suddenly, these roars spread among the Yellow Turban Bandits, and countless Yellow Turban Bandits turned back and pounced on the Blood Battle Legion that rushed to the front.

"Kill, kill them all"

At this moment, Mo Le, who had been in the rear of the battle array, had long been unable to bear the heart of fighting, riding a war horse, holding a war dragon spear, and roaring into the team of pursuing thieves, seeing that the bloody soldiers were killed, Mo Le's anger rose sharply, and the killing intent in his eyes was about to materialize, and suddenly, the momentum changed, and a cold and piercing cold air erupted, and he shouted coldly.

"Kill"

"Kill"

"Kill"

The companion was killed, the Blood War Legion was furious, Mo Le gave an order, the killing intent of the Blood War Legion soared, and there was no mercy in the attack, the move was fatal, and the Yellow Turban thieves who counterattacked were killed instantly, and at this time, the Divine Bow Legion that followed the Blood War Legion was divided into two teams, each with 10,000 people, and they were inserted from both sides of the Blood War Legion.

"Sharpbow Legion, Shoot"

"Boom"

Just arrived on both sides of the fleeing Yellow Turban Thief, without the slightest pause, and immediately countless arrows rained down with bursts of green light, roaring towards the Yellow Turban Thief, from behind the Yellow Turban Thief, suddenly plunged into the body of the thief.

"Ahh

"Run"

The rain of arrows poured down, countless dead and wounded, and there was a wolf-like bloody army behind him, with the spear in his hand with the breath of death, constantly advancing rapidly, at this time, the road left for the Yellow Turban thieves, there was only one day, that is, constantly running towards the Yellow Turban camp.

"Dragoon Legion, kill with me, chisel"

"Chisel"

"Chisel"

Directly Mo Le took Cheng Long and the Mo army to form a triangle momentum, and suddenly jumped into the crowd of yellow turban thieves, and the dragoon army also followed closely behind, with infinite killing intent, turned into a cyan giant wave, surging, surging and killing.

"Bang"

"Bang"

The huge impact force immediately threw over the Yellow Turban thieves in front of him, many Yellow Turban thieves died under the horse's hooves, as soon as the dragoons came out, who competed with them, the dragon cavalry regiment of only 1900 at the moment was not as fierce as it was, and a large number of Yellow Turban thieves were killed.

"The Thief Flees and Suffers Death"

Rushed into the Yellow Turban Thief Formation, and suddenly killed, suddenly, Mo Le's eyes lit up, and he saw a Yellow Turban Leader wearing other battle armor, several times better than the leather armor of the Yellow Turban Thief Soldier, sandwiched in the Yellow Turban Thief Soldier, constantly behind, Mo Le shot coldly, a spirit flew out, directly locked the Yellow Turban Leader, roared, and flew to kill.

"Damn, get out of the way"

A roar came, and the Yellow Turban Leader turned his head suddenly, seeing Mo Le turn into a meteor, the golden light with an incomparably amazing power, the tiger roared, and a chill instantly enveloped the Yellow Turban Leader's body, and the Yellow Turban Leader's eyes shot a shocked color.

"Dead"

The Yellow Turban Leader kept pulling out the Yellow Turban thieves in front of him, but unfortunately when he fled, who cares if you are the leader or not, his own life is the last word, even if he rushes forward frantically, but the effect is not great, in an instant, Mo Le has come to him.

The battle dragon spear instantly turned into a dragon, mighty, flashing, and the war dragon spear instantly submerged into the heart of the yellow turban leader, and the yellow turban leader looked at Mo Le unwillingly, with endless resentment in his eyes, but he was instantly angry.

"The Lord's Might"

"The Lord's Might"

"The Lord's Might"

Killing the leader of the Yellow Turban in one blow completely fell into the eyes of the soldiers of Xiaoyao City, and suddenly, the morale of the soldiers of Xiaoyao City rose again, reaching an unprecedented height, and their mouths were shouting with joy, but the weapons in their hands were even more murderous.

The defeat of the army is like a mountain, the dam is poured down by a big stream, the morale of the Yellow Turban Thieves has fallen again, and the Yellow Turban Thieves are even more panicked, just a few miles away, but the corpses of the Yellow Turban Thieves are everywhere, the blood has stained the earth, and the land is red.

The 10W Yellow Turban Thieves, in a short distance, have 80,000 people, buried here, and the remaining 20,000 people, hiding in the camp without the slightest respite, the army of Xiaoyao City is like a bamboo, and is instantly killed into the Yellow Turban camp.

"Cheng Longmo Army, take the gate with me"

The Yellow Turban thieves rushed into the camp and tried to close the gate, but when they heard Mo Le's roar, they and Cheng Longmojun entered the gate of the village.

"Boom"

"Boom"

The gate of the walled wall, which was closing, was knocked down by them in an instant, and after two bangs, the gate had fallen to the ground, and the three of them were like fierce tigers, and immediately jumped into the camp.

"Kill"

"Rush"

The gate of the village opened, and the soldiers of Xiaoyao City rushed into the Yellow Turban camp like a tide, and suddenly in the Yellow Turban camp, the sound of killing was continuous, screaming and screaming, and the bloody rain and bloody wind were like hell.

"I can't stand it"

"Brother, run away with me"

"Not far from here, there is also a camp, and there is a glimmer of life if you flee there"

At this moment, it was rumored that the Yellow Turban thieves who had just joined the Yellow Turban Camp shouted, and immediately received a response from the Yellow Turban Thieves, and countless Yellow Turban Thieves poured into the temporarily opened gate of the village and rushed out.

"Damn, there's an exit there"

"Quick, stop them, don't let them run"

At this time, the Blood War Legion immediately found the place where the gap was, and immediately attacked and took the gap in an instant, and countless Yellow Turban thieves who wanted to escape from here were immediately stopped, and the Yellow Turban thieves who escaped from here at this moment were only about 3,000 people.

"Hmph, I want to escape, no way"

"The Dragoon Legion obeys the order, pursue that group of thieves, and be sure to kill them all"

At this moment, Mo Le's body was full of the blood of the Yellow Turban thieves, like a bloody man, and the killing intent was everywhere, the cold air was pressing, and it was very scary.

"Slow"

"The Lord is Slow"

As soon as Mo Le's words fell, another voice came, and at this moment, the soldiers were curious, who was so bold and dared to veto Mo Le's decision, Mo Le was the lord of Xiaoyao City, and the absolute authority of Xiaoyao City, so he suddenly turned his head and looked towards the place where the voice came from.

I saw that Xu Shu, under the escort of Dian Wei, had already come to the camp, and was walking towards Mole briskly at this moment, with some anxiety on his face.

"Lord, let those Yellow Turban thieves go, they ・・・・・・"

Xu Shu lay next to Mo Le's ear and said softly, but when he saw Mo Le's eyes lit up, he immediately looked at Xu Shu with appreciation, with a hint of essence in his eyes, and a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"The Dragoon Legion obeys the order and quickly strangles the place where the camp is placed"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Xu Shu in astonishment, and couldn't help but stretch out their thumbs in their hearts, so that Mo Le could change the order, it can be seen that Mo Le agrees with Xu Shu very much, at this moment Xu Shu's prestige in the hearts of the soldiers, continues to rise, has reached a considerable height, looking at Xu Shu, a trace of awe flashed in his eyes, no longer under the coercion of Mo Le, but respect for Xu Shu.

"Kill..."

"Ahh

After a period of slaughter, there were more than 1,000 Yellow Turban thieves left in the Yellow Turban Camp, and they were surrounded by the Blood War Legion, but there was a stalemate in the battle, and the Blood War Legion just surrounded them, with some play, and was not in a hurry to attack, and the Yellow Turban Thieves showed fear on their faces, and even some Yellow Turban Thieves trembled slightly.

"Lord, Commander Xu"

"Lord, Commander Xu"

Mo Le and Xu Shu walked slowly, and the soldiers of the Blood Battle Legion stepped out of the way, their eyes respectful, and they slowly saluted Mo Le and Xu Shu.

"Lord, can these Yellow Turban thieves be handed over to me to deal with?"

Coming to the front of the formation, looking at the Yellow Turban thieves who were weak and still resisting, Xu Shu suddenly said to Mo Le.

"Okay, these rebellious armies will be handed over to Yuan Zhi to deal with"

Mo Le was stunned for a moment, and then said, for Xu Shu's request, Mo Le also has some good requests, in this situation, Xu Shu can still play flowers?

"Thank you, Lord"

Xu Shu saluted Mo Le, then turned around, stepped forward a few steps, and looked at the Yellow Turban Thieves lightly, and the Yellow Turban Thieves also looked at Xu Shu suspiciously, but there was a trace of horror in their eyes, Mo Le and Xu Shu's conversation, they also heard it, at this moment their lives are in the hands of this young scholar, they are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of being captured alive and tortured.

"Listen, you are a chaotic minister and thief, and you should be arrested and punished according to the law."

Xu Shu's face turned straight, and he turned cold in an instant, and a cold light shot out of his eyes, with endless killing intent.

"Ling Chi"

"A Thousand Cuts"

The Yellow Turban thieves were stunned for a moment, and suddenly their faces were shocked, looking at Xu Shu in horror, and they were covered in cold sweat, just thinking about it, they knew that the cruelty of this criminal law was unparalleled, and there were even many Yellow Turban thieves who clenched their swords and were ready to wipe their necks once they started fighting.

"However, you are bewitched by demons, and if you don't sin so much, you should also be punished with capital punishment, and according to the law, you should also be cut into a stick and paraded through the streets."

Xu Shu's words changed, but the Yellow Turban Thieves breathed a sigh of relief, but the follow-up words made the Yellow Turban Thieves fall into torment.

"Human Stick"

"It's better to die"

At this moment, Xu Shu was as ferocious as an ancient beast in the eyes of the Yellow Turban Thieves, an absolute ruthless man, the Yellow Turban Thieves looked at Xu Shu's weak body, but infinite fear flashed in his eyes.

But Xu Shu didn't say much, his cold eyes kept scanning the Yellow Turban Thief Soldier, with bursts of cold air, as if he was looking for a target, and suddenly, the fear in the Yellow Turban Thief's eyes was even stronger.

"You can know that you are wrong, and you feel that you shouldn't rebel with demons"

Suddenly, Xu Shu shouted coldly, and suddenly a righteous aura rushed towards the Yellow Turban Thief, although there was no intimidation, but the Yellow Turban Thief was shocked again, and the timid face immediately appeared to struggle.

"I know it's wrong, I shouldn't have rebelled, adults spare their lives, adults spare their lives"

In the Yellow Turban Thief Formation, a thin thief suddenly dropped his weapon and fell to his knees, kowtowing to Xu Shu and Mo Le, his words were full of fear, and at this moment his inner defense line had been broken.

"Coward, look at the knife"

At this time, one of the Yellow Turban thieves, with a fierce face, swung his knife and was about to slash the man.

"Shoot Him"

Mo Le let out a cold roar, and suddenly several arrows shot into the body of the knife-wielding Yellow Turban thief soldier, the Yellow Turban thief stopped his hands and feet, and fell to the ground, and at this moment, Mo Le's eyes flashed with essence, he already knew Xu Shu's intentions.