The flesh and blood millstone of Dongcheng is still running due to the confrontation between the two sides.

It's just that with the addition of a black-armored euphorbia, the balance of victory is gradually tilting.

Finally broke the front line.

Looking at the halberd warrior who fell to the ground, Zhang Zhonglang was extremely distressed.

These are the teams he trained and relied on to stand on.

failed to go to the battlefield in the Central Plains, but at this time it was lost in this bitter cold land in western Liaoning.

He sighed and looked up at the bloodied veteran a stone's throw away.

The veteran's hood was missing, covered in blood.

With gray hair scattered, he sat on a mountain of corpses, holding a long knife that had been notched and blunted.

Everyone around him was injured, and there were very few people who could stand.

"In Xiahe, Zhang He, Zhang Junyi, Yuan Gong's account, Ning Guozhonglang, general."

At this time, the general surnamed Zhang, who infiltrated the city and led the whole plan, finally reported his name.

"The old general is loyal and righteous, and he is admired below." Zhang He bowed his hand to Zuo Ping, who was panting with a pestle.

"Please give the old general advice."

He did not persuade him to surrender again, and the matter had come to this point, and persuasion to surrender was humiliating to both sides.

Zhang He looked at Zuo Ping, he couldn't understand why he could be so loyal, but he respected such a loyal person.

"Hehe, thank you, young man!"

Unlike politicians, the tacit understanding between warriors sometimes goes without words.

Zuo Ping took a deep breath and stood up again, smiling bitterly to find that he couldn't lift the knife anymore.

He had to tear off the strap and tie his palm to the jagged hilt.

The tip of the knife dragged on the ground, cutting through the blood and flesh on the ground, pushing away the hand that was blocking him, and slowly stepped forward.

"Gongsun clan general, Zuo Ping." The disheveled left flat hand trembled slightly, and raised the long knife.

He didn't report any loud name like Zhang He.

For him, the Gongsun clan will be enough.

"It's just a trilogy, I don't dare to call it a general."

Zhang He, who was also fighting on the front line, shook the spear in his hand and walked forward slowly.

Soldiers on both sides watched from both sides, without clamoring or applauding, and the scene was silent.

With a bang, the long knife in Zuo Ping's hand was picked out and flew out.

He was too old and tired, and he was covered in wounds.

"Offended!" Zhang He sighed in his heart, flipped his wrist, and knocked the old man to the ground.

He slowly pulled out the saber at his waist, and suddenly heard Zuo Ping, who was half-kneeling on the ground, ask with a smile: "What about Gongsun Ying?" ”

Zhang He was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

Whether it was the slow movement of the promised general, or the questioning at this time, the old man in front of him had reached such a point, but he was still trying to find a way to delay time.

"In the makeshift camp." Drink celebratory drinks in advance.

After answering, Zhang He raised his long knife high: "Zuo Gong is good!" ”

After that, the blade slashed down on the head, which was his tribute to the veteran.

Sharp blade, with the sound of the wind.

In the silence of the city gate, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly came from far and near.

A feathered arrow pierced through the air like a silver thread.

Zhang He's expression was solemn, and he raised his knife to block, and the force of the feather arrow hitting the knife made him feel a pain.

Hearing the sound of horses' hooves galloping closer, Zhang He rolled backwards and retreated.

The horses came very fast and quickly.

Immediately, the knight, almost juggling, stretched out his ape arm and scooped up Zuo Ping.

Such an action was made by him wearing black heavy armor, and it was very freehand.

Zhang He's face suddenly turned grim, and he slowly retreated into his own team.

The coming will be extremely strong, not hard fighting.

Although there was a guess in his heart, Zhang He still raised his voice and asked, "Who is here?" ”

In the distance, the black-armoured knight jumped off his horse, handed the left side of his arm to him, and then turned around.

A grim and resolute face was revealed.

"Chang Shan, Zhao Yun."

Zhang He's heart tightened, and then he listened attentively, but relaxed again.

"Zhao Duwei is so courageous!" Dare to come first with a horse.

boasted, but Zhang He hurriedly retreated to the rear and reorganized the attack.

It is determined that the city gate will be captured before Zhao Yun's subordinates follow.

"Captain Zhao, are you alone?" Zuo Ping, who was already ready to die, gasped, looking at Zhao Yun's back with a shocked and inexplicable look.

"Don't worry about this, so I urge the horse to come first." Zhao Yun didn't look back, his voice was still as calm as ever.

"Zuo Gong will take a break, and I will hand it over to Zhao for the time being."

Look at the armor soldier who stepped forward, holding a halberd.

He didn't mount his horse again, there were broken bladed corpses everywhere, and it was not wise to fight on horseback in the face of a halberd.

Zhao Yun put down the beast face on his pocket, put the gun in his left hand, and pulled out the long knife at his waist with his right hand.

Slowly step forward.

The long spear with a pitch-black body seems to be able to absorb light, only the spear is bright red like blood.

This is a spear specially built for him by Gongsun Yanhou.

Name, 'Yajiao'

Meaning, the end of the cape is right.

"Come on!"

The sound of heavy footsteps echoed through the narrow doorway of the city tower.

After a moment of silence, the two sides crashed into one place.

"Woo-woo-"

Lingzhi's night was disturbed by an extremely arrogant whistle.

It was another difficult cornering drift, and Zhang Fei's saber had long been lost.

He couldn't help but crash into and out with every turn of the car.

In the Lingzhi City, there are not many roads that can be turned and driven, but there are a few main roads in the city.

Two pillars of light like the sun illuminated the road ahead, and everywhere they passed, the enemy army was crying wolf.

Such a monstrous monster appeared on the streets of the late Han Dynasty across time and space, and the panic it brought was needless to say.

It also crashed into a rejection horse set by Yuan's army, and the defenders here scattered in fright.

The spirits that have been drunk before are shaken in the stomach and gradually take effect.

Zhang Fei found that the wine he loved in the past was fermenting and tumbling in his stomach like a water bag, and the smell of wine rushed to his brain.

From the bottom of his heart, he felt a strong sense of vomiting.

"Big, big niece, slow, slow!"

A liquid with a strong smell of alcohol poured up his throat, and Zhang Fei swallowed his saliva with difficulty, holding back.

He didn't want to roll around in his own vomit.

Endure hardship for a long time.

When I finally walked to another place, I felt the speed of the monster under the seat slowly slow down.

Zhang Fei looked up, and it turned out that they bumped into the county barracks like headless flies.

This military camp originally belonged to the Lingzhi County Soldiers, but at this time it had fallen into the hands of Yuan's army.

In the distance, there were horses in front of the barracks, and some people ran behind them in a panic.

"No, there's no way!"

Stop!

Zhang Fei had a hope in his heart.

But when he heard the person beside him, he burped again.

"It's fine!" Gongsun Yan blinked, there were some flowers in front of him, and the scenery kept shaking.

She casually turned on the windshield wiper and cleaned the windshield of the indescribable paste.

Holding the steering wheel with both hands, he said something that Zhang Fei remembered deeply.

"There is no road in this world, but if you hit too much, there will be a road!"

As he spoke, he released some of the throttle and slammed it to the end.

(There are thousands of roads, safety first, driving is not standardized, and relatives are in tears.) ）

(Fiction is fictional, never imitate.) Eat peanuts! ）