Chapter 190: Goodbye Zhang Yan!

The sharp pain in his back being picked up by the spear and propped up in the air made Zhang Yinyuan squeeze out the last flame, and the blue and white hellfire sprayed down the barrel of the spear, forcing the knight to let go of his hand unwillingly, and smashed the spear to the ground, and Zhang Yinyuan's eyes were black when the flying ashes and the ground under the blood and mud fell. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The two negative states of 'Tearing' and 'Crippling' made his only 90-odd HP continue to drop.

Where righteousness goes, life and death go hand in hand, the sky can be learned, and the white horse is the proof!

White Horse Yicong, the first cavalry and archery unit in Chinese history, the superb bow and horse skills made the Hu people frightened, the number was scarce, and all of them were the elite of a hundred battles, but such a high-level elite soldier was still killed by Zhang Yinyuan and hundreds of horsemen!

However, that's all, the mana and blood veins are all on the verge of limit, and the meridians and blood vessels in the body are hissing and sending a burst of severe pain, and the army disperses under Huang Zhong's order, giving way to the navy that should have been trampled into flesh with the horse's hooves, revealing a large open space stained red with blood.

The black leather shoes are no longer colored, the fiery red suit is a mess, the big man behind him is deeply embedded in the back by three spears, the blood drips down the corner of the clothes and falls to the ground, the spike flower on the shoulder is slumped to the side, Zhang Yinyuan, who was lying on the ground, struggled hard several times, and finally made a strange action that was completely inconsistent with the structure of the human body in the slag in his hand in the light of the burning torch, and broke the bone joints, hung his head, stood up in embarrassment and miserably, supported by the big gun inserted into his back, and pushed himself to the ground!

Its momentum is tragic, and its shape is fierce!

"Warriors!"

The big green horse came from the bloody road that Zhang Yinyuan fought all the way out, and the veteran on the horse looked at Zhang Yinyuan, who was almost dismantled, with regret, and sighed in a low voice.

On the other side, a tall military general in red armor looked at Zhang Yinyuan, and his eyes also contained appreciation.

"Some, I have seen many generals in my Han Dynasty, and there are only a few people who can fight to this point, if they don't behead my personal guard, they will definitely be taken under his command." The commander in the distance let out a low sigh. "I just don't know to whom this man will end up."

"Who are you?"

Huang Zhong glanced at the crumbling Zhang Yinyuan, and gritted his teeth (it doesn't matter if the internal breath is damaged today, if such a warrior can be recruited into our army and trained properly, he can be a thousand troops!). ）

Zhang Yinyuan endured the discomfort from all parts of his body, and tore a piece of bloody skin from his lips with his front teeth and chewed it a few times.

"Handan, chicken fillet!"

"You, would you like to be under my command?" Huang Zhong's eyes were full of light, and the dark blue breath was fluttering.

"Huh?" Zhang Yinyuan raised his head in astonishment, glanced at this old man who had abolished himself with two arrows, and his heart was quite shocked.

(This is recruiting me???? Recruit me after I chop up a bunch of them? This... Seems a bit outrageous, right? ）

In fact, Zhang Yinyuan didn't know that in that era, the top generals were actually a very scarce resource, and many of the fierce generals under the big marshal were accepted by this way of surrendering, but it was very rare to surrender to this kind of battle, if it weren't for the fact that there were as many as 4 generals this time, Huang Zhong would not have spoken out now, after all, Zhang Yinyuan rushed to kill and beheaded during the day today, basically the people who commanded the whole army this time, Zuo Zhonglang, the general Huangfu Song, and what he killed tonight was the knight of the white horse general Gongsun Zhan, It has nothing to do with his Huang Zhong's army, and there is a guy next to him who is also salivating for Zhang Yinyuan, and he Huang Zhong still understands the principle of striking first。。。。。。

With a wry smile, Zhang Yinyuan glanced at the main quest on the retina.

"Main quest 2: There are no heroes at the time, and the erector becomes famous. (You're in the Yellow Turban faction, so you have to fight for the Yellow Turban faction!) At the beginning of this glorious era, heroes have not yet risen, and you need to gain great prestige before they can really grow up, and you must kill 1,000 Hanting soldiers and a high-ranking general on the battlefield in the next 240 hours! ）”

"Current Soldier Killed: 104/1000"

"Current number of high-ranking generals killed: 0/1"

A little gasp, a spasm of internal organs, a mouthful of reverse blood flooded, the health value was fixed to 83 points, coughed up a mouthful of blood, the lungs and the shaft of the arrow rubbed for a burst of throbbing, the face distorted, suddenly remembered the first time I said to myself, 'The sky is dead, The man who stood in the yellow sky calmed down the sharp pain of the knife in various parts of his body, I don't know if it was because of excessive blood loss, his eyes were a little black, and the blood dripping from the navy hat was sticky according to gravity, falling on the collar, and then sliding on the chest, calming down, and clenching the rough handle of the slag with the only remaining strength, reluctantly.

"Where's my eldest brother?"

"Zhang Feiyan? Zhang Feiyan was at General Bergui. Huang Zhong's crotch moved the war horse a few times, and he snorted at Zhang Yinyuan with disdain, the veteran on his back moved his eyebrows, thought about it, and still opened his mouth to reply, Zhang Yinyuan's bravery was worthy of his answer.

"Can I meet him?" Zhang Yinyuan remembered the angry appearance of the tall thin man who roared into the sky not long ago, fighting for his life for the people, and the last sentence "I'm going to fight hard." There is a little sadness in my heart, is that charismatic man still dead? Glancing hard at Huang Zhong, whose eyes were shrouded in darkness on the big green horse, he lowered his head weakly, his throat suddenly itched, and his throat was dry.

A weak voice rang out.

"Chicken 。。。。。"

Zhang Yinyuan's whole body was shocked, and there was a huge uneasiness in his heart, he raised his head suddenly, at the end of the firelight, several white-armored soldiers carried Zhang Yan with a complicated face and walked from the darkness in the distance, the scorched black road beside them was the short path that Zhang Yinyuan used to watch his fire demon bloodline, beside Zhang Yan, was a tall figure wearing familiar yellow armor, he led an equally tall white horse, covered Zhang Yan's only remaining hand with a scarred hand, and the helmet hung on the saddle, revealing a handsome appearance, Zhang Yinyuan suddenly had a kind of realization, this person is Gongsun Zhan, right?

The abdomen that was pierced from behind by the spear suddenly made a 'grunt' sound similar to hunger, a faint, comfortable warmth came from the organs, it was the illusion of hot blood pouring into the abdominal cavity, sprinkled on the slightly cooler internal organs, the stomach twitched violently, a feeling of nausea came to the heart, the Adam's apple moved a few times, forced to endure this inopportune move, and laughed lowly, for some reason, the army at this time, silent, this originally low voice, spread throughout the land where the fire was shining!

The voice was as thin as a mosquito and a fly, but it was like thunder, transmitted to Zhang Yan's ears through the disgusting air.

"Hehe, big brother, you've descended, haven't you?"