"Madame Protection!"

Zhou Cang led ten dragon guards, as well as the guards of the Cai family, to block in front of the carriage.

The Yellow Turban Army who rushed over was killed by them more than a dozen people in an instant.

But there were too many enemies, and they were very difficult to resist, and several times they were about to break through the defensive line, but they were still barely able to resist, but gradually they were at a disadvantage.

Long Wei has already killed two of them.

The guards of the Cai family, there are still three people left, and the fight is very difficult.

Cai Yan and Cai Jing hid in the carriage and didn't dare to come out, hearing all kinds of fights and shouts outside, they were so nervous that their bodies tensed and trembled slightly.

Intercepted in this way, the carriage also overturned on its side, and they could no longer walk, so they could only resist and counterattack.

"Evil comes, stop them."

Yang Zhao looked at Cai Yan's side and said angrily: "Look for death!" ”

As soon as the voice fell, he rode his horse and rushed forward, and the black war horse, dragged a very fast figure, breaking into the yellow turban soldiers, and the spear swept through with the force of the impact of the war horse.

More than a dozen enemies who approached the carriage were killed by him on the spot.

The remaining Yellow Turban soldiers wanted to chase Yang Zhao's war horse and kill him.

But the horse was fast, running fast, followed by a charge, a pair of front hooves raised, trampling on an unknown number of enemies.

Zhou Cang's pressure on them was finally relieved a little.

"Evil, assemble."

Yang Zhao shouted again.

Fifty dragon guards, and there were thirty-eight people left at this time.

The Cai family's guards were all dead.

In this case, it was very difficult to protect the two women, and they must not disperse the battle anymore, and the rest of the people quickly gathered around the carriage.

Yang Zhao dismounted, took Cai Yan out of the carriage, put it on top of Cai Jing's carriage, and then surrounded Cai Jing's carriage together, launched defenses, and looked for opportunities to break through.

The three of them stood in the triangle of the carriage.

"Give me death!"

Dian Wei was the most ferocious of the three of them.

A pair of iron halberds, blood constantly dripping, and the body was also stained red with blood.

All of them were the enemies who were blown up by the iron halberd, and the blood beads splashed out, Dian Wei didn't seem to be tired, the more he fought, the more brave he became, and the more fierce he killed, like a beast coming down the mountain.

The dragon guard beside him, seeing that Dian Wei was so fierce, also forgot about his tiredness, and kept cutting out the ring head knife.

"Die!"

Dian Wei has a feeling that one husband is a pass, and ten thousand people are not open.

A pair of iron halberds were smashed out fiercely, and there were two yellow turban soldiers who approached, and they didn't even have a chance to resist, their heads were beaten to pieces, and red and white sprayed out.

Then his iron halberd danced beside him, and several enemies who were about to come to sneak attack were knocked away on the spot, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

There are more and more corpses piled at Dian Wei's feet.

The remaining Yellow Turban soldiers were scared of being killed, and they no longer dared to attack in the direction of Dian Wei, and turned to Yang Zhao to kill.

But Yang Zhao, who was holding a spear, although he was not as fierce as Dian Wei, he killed a lot of people.

The spear in his hand picks, pierces, or sweeps.

A little chill, shimmering in the twilight.

Every bit of cold flashes that there must be blood splashing.

He speared like a dragon, killing the enemy even so that he did not dare to approach.

Yang Zhao stood at the entrance of the carriage, leading several dragon guards around him to fight, and the degree of accumulation of corpses in front of him was not much worse than that of Dian Wei.

Those yellow scarves were also afraid of Yang Zhao.

So they turned their eyes and went to Zhou Cang to kill.

Zhou Cang is not as powerful as them, but his strength is not weak, and he happens to be able to hold it.

Wu Ba, the leader of this batch of yellow turbans, couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw this scene.

The wedding team they robbed casually was so powerful, who are these people?

Those three fierce people led dozens of elite soldiers to protect the wedding team, and there were more than 600 people in their yellow scarves, and they attacked together, and now there were only more than 200 left, most of whom were killed by Yang Zhao and Dian Wei.

This also ...... Terrible, right?

Wu Ba couldn't help but swallow his saliva, unable to believe that what he saw in front of him was real.

Is it really that powerful?

If Yang Zhao was given another fifty dragon guards, even if he could kill all the more than 600 people, if it wasn't for the protection of the carriage, Wu Ba might have died.

Seeing his subordinates, more and more people are falling.

Wu Ba reacted violently and ordered everyone to retreat, but continued to tighten the siege so that they could not be killed.

The Yellow Turban soldiers didn't want to fight for a long time, and after receiving the order, they all retreated.

Yang Zhao and the three of them were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief and take a break.

"Come on!"

Dian Wei didn't seem to have killed enough, and roared angrily, but without Yang Zhao's order, he wouldn't rush out recklessly.

Those retreating Yellow Turban soldiers were frightened by this roar, and when they saw Dian Wei's fierce appearance, more than a dozen people fell to the ground with weak legs, almost crawling away.

"How many people are left in Longwei?" Yang Zhao asked.

"Eighteen."

Zhou Cang gritted his teeth and said.

Fifty people came out, and now only eighteen are alive.

But it was worth killing hundreds of enemies.

"Evil, do you remember, the fifty dragon guards brought out, all the names?" Yang Zhao asked again.

Dian Wei nodded and said, "I remember the names of all fifty of them." ”

"Just remember, the brothers who died in battle, I will treat their families well, and the brothers who can survive will be promoted when they go back!"

Yang Zhao boosted his morale for a while, and then said: "Rest well, and we will fight later." ”

The remaining eighteen dragon guards exhaled and inhaled vigorously, and when they heard Yang Zhao's words again, their fighting spirit instantly returned, and their eyes stared fiercely at the enemy.

Yang Zhao is preparing for the worst.

If he can't kill the enemy in front of him, he will protect Cai Yan, Dian Wei and Zhou Cang protect Cai Jing, and fight to the death.

"Husband, let's go!"

Just as Yang Zhao was thinking so, Cai Yan said as if he had a heart in his heart.

They all understood that they were a burden to Yang Zhao.

If it weren't for them, Yang Zhao and the others would have broken through and killed them a long time ago.

"Don't say stupid things!" Yang Zhao clenched the gun in his hand and locked his eyes on Wu Ba.

Wait until Wu Ba is killed first, the enemy is leaderless, and he can retreat from the enemy.

Wu Ba felt that the gaze that came over him was like a sharp edge, as if penetrating his soul, and he couldn't help but tremble.

He felt that death was at hand, and he was being targeted by it.

"Who are you?" Wu Ba said in a trembling voice.

Yang Zhao sneered: "You are not qualified to know. ”

What are you kidding, the Holy Maiden of Taiping Dao is chasing and killing herself, if her identity is exposed, these Yellow Turban soldiers will not wait to drag them to death here, and then call someone to come over to take revenge.

Yang Zhao said again: "If you are not afraid of death, let's fight again to see who can fight to the end, if you are afraid of death, retreat now, let us leave." ”

"Get out!"

Dian Wei cooperated and shouted angrily.

Although he didn't have the same voice as Zhang Fei, his voice shouted like thunder, shocking the enemy's morale.

Yang Zhao wanted to change his mind.

This group of Yellow Turban Army, when the time comes, will kill as many as they can.

He doesn't want to dig into the wall, they don't deserve it!

This account should also be settled.

"General!"

At this time, there were hundreds of Wu Ba's subordinates, who saw that Wu Ba had not come back from the mountain to rob for so long, so they went down the mountain together to see what was going on.

I saw that in the woods at dusk, hundreds of people walked out, and Yang Zhao's faces sank.

It's harder to break through now!