One hundred and nine black-clothed brocade-clad officers and soldiers didn't have more than a pillar of incense to clean up the Yellow Turban Army in the northwest, what is this? cut down the soldiers under Hu Zuo as turnips and cabbage. They're like a pack of wolves entering the flock!

"Merge together and crush Hu Zuo's army." Fan Xiwen ordered loudly. The two black torrents quickly converged, and the cavalry opened the way in front, and the foot soldiers guarded the sides. Target: Hu Zuo's southwestern formation.

"Yikes!" Hu Zuo saw the enemy cavalry rushing towards the phalanx where he was, and he was afraid to death. However, after shaking the weapon in his hand, he obviously had a hint of confidence. Hu Zuo's weapon is a sledgehammer, named White Tiger, weighing 45 kilograms, given by Tiangong General Zhang Jiao, which is Hu Zuo's favorite item in his life. Before Zhang Jiao's death, Zhang Jiao had always been Hu Zuo's spiritual pillar, it can be said that Hu Zuo was a fanatical supporter of Taidao, and in Hu Zuo's eyes, Zhang Jiao was a god, an omnipresent and omnipotent god. So when Hu Zuo held this white tiger hammer, Hu Zuo believed that Zhang Jiao would give him strength.

It's just that someone seems to have forgotten that just before that, he had prayed for Zhang Jiao's blessing in the hope that the rear army would be able to resist the one hundred and nine officers and soldiers in black brocade, but his expectations were disappointed.

Hu Zuo pushed aside the guards around him, and rushed towards the enemy cavalry that was sprinting.

In today's situation, Hu Zuo knows that he will be defeated, and under the condition that there is no hope of survival, Hu Zuo certainly hopes to find a few backs together, so as not to be too lonely on the most Huangquan Road. As for the surrender that others will consider, it will not happen here in Hu Zuo, as Zhang Jiao's most loyal fan, what Hu Zuo expects to do the most is probably to go to the bottom to accompany his idol!

If you want to say who Hu Zuo has the deepest resentment, it is, of course, Fan Xiwen in front of him who is wearing white armor and dressing up! Whoever told his soldiers to be some goods for ten was a ten, and who told him to take a group of perverted men to his camp without sleeping in the middle of the night. Oh! By the way, if the white-armored cavalry is dragged to the Heavenly Master underground, it is estimated that he will also be attracted by the Heavenly Master's Taoism and become a loyal believer in the Taiping Dao.

"Trash, you're looking for death." Fan Xiwen saw Hu Zuo dancing with a war hammer rushing towards him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but have a hint of ridicule, and the smile was very strong.

"The brocade guard divided a squad to scatter at the enemy general, interrupting his attack, and the cavalry connected to charge the enemy general. After a blow, retreat to the Mausoleum of the Heroes. Fan Xiwen ordered loudly.

After receiving Fan Xiwen's order, all the energy of the Jinyi Guard and the cavalry company was focused on Hu Zuo, especially the Jinyi Guard, as a unit converted from a sharpshooter unit, the Jinyi guards were all good at shooting. Fan Xiwen gave an order, and one after another armor-piercing Mitsubishi arrows shot straight out, heading straight for Hu Zuo's key points. The arrow seems to want to die, once again reflecting the wealth and defeat of the Le'an army.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

The sledgehammer in Hu Zuo's hand kept swinging, and from time to time an arrow fell from in front of him and plunged into the underground soil, and his white tiger hammer was even more terrifying, and some red sparks came out at any time.

Hu Zuo found out that he was wrong, the mistake was outrageous, and he should have taken the initiative to grab the right to attack. Now he is like a lonely boat in the sea, swaying in the wind and waves. And the armor-piercing Mitsubishi arrows of the Le'an Army are the wind and waves, endless. When Hu Zuo resisted the first arrow, Hu Zuo felt that he was trapped, yes, trapped. Without waiting for Hu Zuo to have a chance to react, the second arrow came, the third followed but blocked some of Hu Zuo's dodge space, the fourth began to block Hu Zuo's retreat, and then the fifth, sixth, one connected the other, completely forcing Hu Zuo to a dead end.

Now all Hu Zuo can do is defend and block.

The enemy's arrows are like endless, and if he continues to be so passive, Hu Zuo will not even suspect that he will soon be consumed by the enemy's arrows here. In addition, the cavalry had already rushed over, and the oncoming killing aura had gradually become heavy, and Hu Zuo's heart was beating faster and faster, and he was becoming more and more uneasy. The cavalry on the opposite side seemed to have locked onto themselves, and it felt like they were being targeted by a poisonous snake, which made Hu Zuo very unhappy.

"Kill." The cavalry company was less than ten meters away from Hu Zuo, and suddenly a strong shouting sound broke out, and the spear in his hand came out one by one, which made Hu Zuo a little dumbfounded, what is this? Even if you don't plan to kill me, you can't throw your own weapon away, this is looking down on him Hu Zuo, so he Hu Zuo resolutely disagrees. As a military general, Hu Zuo thinks that he should fight with dignity, even if he dies, he must die under the opponent's gun, and let others abandon the gun and let himself go, Hu Zuo can't do it. However, Hu Zuo seemed to have forgotten that the spears were fired at him.

Hu Zuo has never encountered a cavalry that uses a spear in his hand as a hidden weapon, after all, weapons are the second life of cavalrymen, and you throw away your weapons on the battlefield, what kind of war! If you don't get hacked to death, it is estimated that you will burn high incense.

By the time Hu Zuo's head turned around, it was too late for Hu Zuo to run, and the spear covered a wide area that made it impossible for him to evacuate from the battlefield in an instant.

Hu Zuo didn't have any preparation, a pair of white tigers hammered in front of his chest, but unfortunately the coverage area of this hammer was still much worse than the strike area of the spear, plus the spear far exceeded the power of the arrow under the bonus of impact. So Hu Zuo was very sad, a spear shot Hu Zuo's thigh, the overwhelmed Hu Zuo instantly leaned downward, and the other spear shot into Hu Zuo's chest. Blood poured out, spurting high.

The Yellow Turban General, Hu Zuo died.

The cavalry company soldiers originated from the elite of the previous left guard, right guard, and military guard, and they were all skilled in archery and throwing. After being converted into cavalry, he still practiced, and it was easy to deal with a stupid big man who didn't know the situation.

The range of the spear throwing this time was not limited to Hu Zuo, and it was also very light on some of the Yellow Turban troops around Hu Zuo. After all, the spear in this hand was thrown out so easily, and they had to prepare for the next battle, and the nearly 100 Yellow Turban Army was the obstacle that prevented them from getting back their weapons, so it was also appropriate to clear the obstacle in advance!

A round of spear throwing blows, and then the ruthless killing of Jinyiwei, the yellow scarves of the entire Hu Zuoqian battalion were directly emptied.

"The whole army listened to the order and retreated to the Mausoleum of Meritorious Heroes, with the infantry as the front army, the cavalry company as the middle army, and the brocade clothes as the rear army." Fan Xiwen saw that Hu Zuo was dead, so he ordered someone to collect his white tiger hammer, and looted all the valuable things on Hu Zuo's body. As for the cavalry company, they picked up their weapons and then mounted their horses and left.

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