After a few sips of wine, Cao Jun shook his head, and there was a slight hint of drunkenness in his mind.

But it's not enough.

During this period, the alcohol content was extremely low, and there was a feeling of drinking fruit wine in later generations.

Cao Jun was afraid that the trace of drunkenness that had just gushed out would dissipate, so he hurried to aim his mouth at the wine jar.

Coo-goo-goo......

He was drunk with all his thoughts, but he didn't know that the battle between the two armies at this moment had reached a critical juncture.

The shouting and killing sound that was close to him suddenly disappeared, and it seemed that he was the only one left in heaven and earth.

He tilted his head up, bowed, and held the jar of wine in high with both hands.

To the bright moon that loomed in mid-air.

Like a lonely stranger, standing tenaciously on a strange land.

The sound of wine in my ears ringed in my ears.

This movement became a magical scene on the battlefield.

The heavy infantry in front of the Wei army, after handing over with the Shu army, suddenly smashed into the camp like a heavy hammer.

The spears of the Shu army kept beckoning to the heavy infantry, and it often took more than ten shots to stab a person to death, while the Wei army only needed to swing a broadsword.

With a single sword, he slashed down a man.

This kind of unequal fighting is gradually destroying the little morale left of the Shu army.

At this moment, many Shu soldiers remembered their general, and while retreating, they stretched their necks and looked into the forefront of the position.

At this time before, the general was always the first to fight, and he fought bravely on the front line.

And now...... But the general was not seen.

Many people's hearts suddenly burst into their hearts, and a pessimistic mood was spreading rapidly on the heads of all Shu soldiers.

"Could it be that our general also died?"

"Or ...... He also abandoned us? ”

Taking advantage of the slight panic of the Shu army, the heavy infantry of the Wei army was constantly approaching, and soon broke through the defense of the Shu army camp and advanced the formation into the camp.

The light armored infantry following in the rear also rushed in.

For a time, there were enemy troops in all directions, and the formation of the Shu army was about to break.

"General...... General, the Wei army has attacked. ”

The pro-soldiers around him were desperately shouting for Cao Jun.

Some even pulled Cao Jun's body and retreated.

There is only one task for the soldiers on the battlefield...... That is to protect the life of the Lord.

If the Lord is going to die on the battlefield, all the soldiers are to be buried with him.

As for whether this battle will be won or lost?

That's not their task.

The Wei army had already stormed the camp, and the Cao army was still immersed in the faint drunkenness, as if oblivious to everything that was happening around them.

These pro-soldiers were naturally anxious.

Seeing that the situation was becoming more and more crisis, he couldn't help but say that Cao Jun would be dragged back.

The repeated actions finally pulled Cao Jun out of that wonderful world.

He took a reversible step, leaned on his own soldiers with his upper body crookedly, glanced back, and saw that the Wei army had entered the camp, and the front-line troops on both sides were entangled and could no longer distinguish each other.

The formations on both sides are clear at a glance.

The most obvious thing is that it is the Shu army that is constantly retreating, and it is the Wei army that is constantly advancing.

"Here come the guns!"

Cao Jun burped and gradually came to his senses.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he asked for a gun.

Seeing that Cao Jun had returned to normal, the soldiers surrounding him handed the spear to Cao Jun in surprise, and did not forget to remind: "General, the Wei army has broken through the camp, why don't we retreat to the rear?" ”

"Retreat? Where can you go back? Leaving the shelter of the camp, everyone will be exposed to the iron hooves of the Wei cavalry. ”

Another pro-soldier dissuaded: "General, now that the situation is as dangerous as an egg, it is beyond the power of manpower to recover, it is better to let me wait to escort the general to retreat first, and stay in the green mountains, not afraid of running out of firewood." ”

Cao Jun burped again, opened his mouth and said, "Can it be saved by non-human beings?" What about the divine power? ”

"General...... General ......"

After Cao Jun finished speaking, he ignored it, carried a spear, and stumbled forward.

But all the soldiers who stopped in front of him, if it was a Shu army, he would push it away, and if it was a Wei army, he would be stabbed to death with a shot.

A moment later, Cao Jun was in the middle of the forefront.

"Forehead ......"

Another hiccup.

A rush of alcohol came over me.

Cao Jun shook his head, threw the spear to the ground, and the whole person hugged the gun, standing crookedly, not like a general commanding the army, but like a drunken gambler.

"Huh......"

Soon, he was discovered by the nearby Wei soldiers, who were suddenly overjoyed.

He saw that Cao Jun was wearing the armor of the general of the Shu army, if he could kill this guy with one sword and go back with his head, wouldn't he be able to be promoted to three levels in a row when he was rewarded for meritorious deeds?

The other party is just a drunken general, not worth mentioning.

Such opportunities are hard to come by.

"Shu general, let's die......"

This Wei pawn is dressed in heavy armor, holding a shield in one hand and a knife in the other, he is tall and mighty, and what is even more rare is that he is still sober in his mind to this point.

It's also rare.

It's just that he has a shortcoming, that is, he has never seen people well.

Before his knife could slash at Cao Jun's body, the spear, which was supposed to be a pestle on the ground, suddenly bit his throat like a poisonous snake, piercing his artery.

Immediately, blood gushed out like a fountain.

"17th ......"

Cao Jun stopped the wine that came up, whispered a sentence, and then left the body of the Wei army and continued to look forward.

This Wei army's heavily armored soldier is the 17th soul who died under Cao Jun's gun tonight.

After that, Cao Jun held a gun and suddenly rushed towards the Wei army in front of him like a tiger out of a cage.

With the 15-point strength bonus of Drunken Fist LV3, Cao Jun felt that his whole body was full of churning power, and he urgently needed an outlet to vent.

He stared at the hoplites at the front.

When a shot goes out, it is a hole in blood;

With a sweep of the gun, he fell down again.

After a while, a large open space had been vacated around him, and all around him were Wei soldiers.

Seeing that he was brave, the other Wei soldiers deliberately avoided his direction, and over time, the place where Cao Jun stayed was like a searchlight projected in the crowd.

Wherever he was, there was a vacancy around it.

Among them, there were also those reckless Wei soldiers who coveted fame, and after a while, they became a corpse on the ground.

Cao Jun killed and killed, as if the power was endless, and the rise of killing.

He saw that Wei was avoiding him, so he took the initiative to look for him.

Whether it is the commander of the army or the commander of the army, they are all one shot.

The tricky angle of the gun allowed him to find the vulnerable position exposed under the helmet of the hoplite infantry for the first time.

And the powerful power of the drunken fist bonus allowed him to easily pierce Wei Jun's armor and reach other vital parts of his body even if he didn't find the right position at the first time.

The pride that has been suppressed in the bottom of my heart also spewed out.

Cao Jun suddenly stood in place, and he had an urge to look up to the sky and howl.

"Drunk to pick up the lamp to look at the sword, dream back to blow the horn company camp. Eight hundred miles under the command, fifty strings turned over the outside sound, and the autumn soldiers on the battlefield ......"

One voice is a human head, one word, and the surrounding area has been emptied.

The first batch of 300 heavy armored infantry sent by Xu Huang to attack the fortified position, in the previous offensive and defensive battles, nearly 50 people died, and about 250 more.

At this time, he was stared at and killed by Cao Jun, and in less than two quarters of an hour, only the last 50 people died.

Cao Jun's performance like a killing god shocked Wei pawn in front of him for a while.

The Shu army in the rear, seeing that their generals were so powerful, their low morale gradually recovered.

After increasing and decreasing, the previous offensive and defensive momentum of the two sides slowly reversed.

Cao Jun was like the most tenacious nail household, stubbornly in the middle, making it impossible for the Wei army to move forward.

After finding the heavy infantry, Cao Jun identified the direction a little, and then stared at the Wei pawn holding the torch.

Kill a man, and you will extinguish a lamp.

After another quarter of an hour, it was gradually dark on the front of the battle.

The soldiers on both sides who were fighting together, after losing their torches, also woke up from the cruel fighting, and when the cold wind blew, they suddenly found that their heads were still there.

A brief wave of surprise welled up in my heart.

When they looked at Cao Jun dancing in the darkness again, they couldn't help but slowly retreat.

In the darkness, another rough voice sounded.

"The horse-made Lu is fast, and the bow is like a thunderbolt. But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death. Poor white happens! ”

"It's the general...... The general killed all the heavy infantry of the Wei army, and we won. ”

In addition to Cao Jun's singing, there were also small groups of Shu soldiers next to each other, and in the trembling voice, there was a hidden surprise that could not be suppressed.

"Come on, light the torch, and kill Wei Gou with me."

With Cao Jun's order, the torches in the Shu army's position suddenly doubled, and the Wei soldiers, who were shrouded in fear, were exposed to Cao Jun's field of vision.

This time, without his urging, the Shu army behind him stabbed out the spears in their hands one after another, and suddenly stabbed some Wei soldiers who were half a beat slower to react.

"I killed a Wei dog......"

"Keep up with the general, kill Wei Dog, kill Ah ......"

Under the illumination of sporadic torches, in a narrow valley bottom of the street pavilion, the Wei army, which was originally the attacker, turned around and became the side that was losing and retreating.

And the Shu army, which had been trapped behind the camp, became the attacker instead.

At the forefront is Cao Jun.

He stood alone in the middle, and there was not a single soldier in a five-meter circle around him.

The Shu soldiers specially vacated the battlefield for him.

The Wei army, on the other hand, avoided it, lest his throat fall on the head of the dancing spear.

The fruits of the Wei army's hard work for a day are being recaptured by the Shu army little by little.

From the second camp, he killed all the way to the first camp, and chased the Wei army around the corner in front.

For a time, the momentum of the Shu army was like a rainbow, and the Wei army was frightened and lost the courage to continue fighting.

Fortunately, there was still a team of warlords led by Xu Huang in the rear, otherwise it would have become a rout.

After killing the Wei army out of the corner, Cao Jun suddenly raised his spear, and the Shu soldiers in the rear all stopped.

After a while, Cao Jun sighed slowly and turned around.

After nearly an hour of rushing and killing, sweating, and being blown by the night wind, the alcohol has long disappeared.

In the next quarter of an hour, I was looking for instinct to fight.