Liu Bei didn't know that Emperor Ling of Han had already given their three brothers and arranged the work after Zhang Fei's defeat, and Le Zizi looked at the front line.

As for the emperors of the rest of the countries, they were all watching the play, and their eyes flashed with a playful look.

Send a mid-fifth-order guy to the battlefield to fight, are you sure you're not here to send people to the head?

"Knock knock."

With Zhang Fei's battle, the bloody war drums of the coalition camp sounded.

The dull sound of drums couldn't help but make tens of millions of troops excited, and they were roaring and shouting to cheer for the generals who went into battle.

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

The neat and orderly roar, mixed with the sound of dull steps, couldn't help but tilt the victory side of the entire battlefield towards the coalition camp.

"I don't know whether I live or die, and I sent a mid-fifth-order ant to despise me?"

Looking at the yellow sand of the coalition camp and the neat and orderly roar, Liu Heng's eyes flashed with a cold glint and muttered to himself.

The white dragon horse under his crotch felt the master's heart, jumped lightly, jumped directly from the twenty-meter-high city wall, and stood face to face with Zhang Fei.

(Note: The height of the city wall is apocryphal!) ）

"Ben will ......"

Seeing the terrifying aura on the man in front of him, Zhang Fei's pupils couldn't help shrinking, and he was about to burst out his name, but was unexpectedly interrupted by Liu Heng waving his hand.

"Don't introduce it, does this king know who Er is, Butcher Zhang? Who doesn't know! With a fool who pretends to be a member of the Han family, your name, I am a thunderous ear. ”

Liu Heng waved his hand, and at the expense of his own complaints, he sprayed Zhang Fei with incomplete skin, and the loud sound could be heard throughout the battlefield.

He just wants Liu Bei to lose face.

Sure enough.

After Liu Heng's words fell, several imperial emperor camps cast disdainful glances at the Han camp and Zhang Fei.

They despise the Han Empire, and someone actually pretends to be a clan member of the country, which is the naked face of the royal family.

despises Zhang Fei, that's because the nameless general in front of him would actually bow down to the two hundred and five who pretended to be clan relatives, which is as funny as beeping a dog.

"Damn, my face, let your brother throw it in, order him, do whatever it takes, kill that outsider from another world."

Emperor Han Ling himself was a martial artist, and he was an upright and prime-aged emperor, so he could naturally feel that stream of contempt, and his anger jumped like thunder, and he roared.

The clan relatives were all impersonated, and the face of his Han Empire had been lost.

No wonder, people say that he is the weakest of the six empires in the Han Empire.

Sure enough.

What kind of goods there are, what kind of brothers there are.

"Second brother, together with the third brother, kill that guy."

Liu Bei's face was gloomy and terrifying, and he didn't care about what he was fighting alone, so he let his second brother cooperate with Zhang Fei and take Liu Heng's dog life.

If you dare to expose your scars in front of Your Majesty and several emperors, then you must have the consciousness of preparing to die.

"Your Majesty, Weichen has the courage to ask you for a million."

After the second master of the green hat came out of the camp, a delicate-faced man unconsciously exuded a compulsive aura, oh no, a heroic man, kneeling on one knee, asking for his life.

"Oh, why is King Qi so confident, a million male soldiers can break through the tiger prison?"

Liu Hong saw that it was the King of Qi of the Han Empire, and he was interested, and asked with a smile.

The tiger is strong, easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Coupled with the formation of active defense, unless Jiang Taigong and Sun Wu resurrect together, or the four gods will join forces to attack a city gate, they will only return defeated.