Chapter Fifty-Eight: One Husband Should Be Closed, Ten Thousand Husbands Don't Open!

The level of the generals is only the basic force value, and what really determines the combat power is the value after the superposition of various buff effects.

In short, if a third-rate general has a base attack of 10 and has an attack power of +10%, then the combat power is 11.

After being upgraded to a second-rate general, the base attack power becomes 100, and the combat power with the trait is 110.

However, if a third-rate general has the characteristics of hundreds or thousands of buffs, he is not an opponent of a famous general or even a legendary general!

So.

And Guan Yu, who has the two anti-heaven characteristics of Wuqu Star Descending to the Mortal and the Sect Master of Sword Technique, as well as the powerful skill of Spring and Autumn Sword Technique, his combat power can no longer be measured by ordinary second-rate martial arts.

It's enough, one husband is a pass, and ten thousand people can't be opened!

If there is only one person, in the face of these 5,000 yellow turban wrestlers, he may still be invincible.

But now, the five thousand Yellow Turban wrethes are facing not only Guan Yu alone, but also the five schools of the Northern Army, the most courageous Central Forbidden Army.

Not to mention, there are also two generals, Gu Rubing and Zhang Fei!

Therefore, this group of Yellow Turban wrestlers who should have taken the lead in penetrating the southwest front and forming a two-sided attack with other Yellow Turban armies were directly caught in a bitter battle and could not advance a bit!

In the face of these yellow turban wrestlers wearing golden armor, although Guan Yu could no longer be the same as before, with one sword, he would kill all the enemies within the attack range like mowing grass.

But.

Every time the knife goes down, it will still take the life of a yellow turban wrestler.

Seeing that he couldn't attack for a long time, a trace of anxiety appeared on the face of one of the Yellow Turban warriors.

Their batch of yellow turban wrestlers is related to whether they can successfully break through this time.

And the news they had found before was that the southwest front was the weakest place in the defense line of the Han army's camp, and the terrain was easy to attack and difficult to defend, which could be called the best place to break through.

But now it seems that where is this weak, it is clearly comparable to an iron wall!

"Damn."

The Yellow Turban General scolded secretly and moved his gaze to Guan Yu.

He had already seen that the biggest reason why the southwest front could not be attacked for a long time this time was this red-faced and long-bearded general, otherwise with the terrain in the southwest, which was easy to attack and difficult to defend, they would have already killed through the enemy formation.

"Watch me take you!"

The Yellow Turban General no longer hesitated, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly burst into a shout, galloped his horse, and began to charge towards Guan Yu!

As he got closer and closer to Guan Yu, the momentum on his body became stronger and stronger, and the monstrous ferocious intent spread from him, and a strong sense of oppression, like a stormy wave, drowned over.

Feeling this momentum, Gu Rubing's face changed slightly.

This momentum had never been felt by any military general before.

First-class generals!

Only first-class generals have such an amazing momentum.

Guan Yu watched the Yellow Turban generals get closer and closer to him, still riding a horse, standing in place, standing still, only the green robes in the battle armor were hunted by the strong wind.

The expression is extremely cold.

The night wind blew whirring and crashed into Guan Yu's chest.

When the Yellow Turban General's big knife was about to hit him, the Green Dragon Glaive Sword in Guan Yu's hand finally made a move, turning into a green mang mixed with snow lines, and brazenly facing the long-handled broadsword in mid-air!

"Death to the puffer!"

As Guan Yu's voice fell, the two big knives instantly converged.

There was silence for a moment.

And then!

Zheng!

The piercing sound of the exchange of soldiers exploded, and it instantly resounded throughout the audience.

Horses neigh, dust!

A powerful wave of qi surged in an instant!

As soon as the weapons were combined, the eyes of the Yellow Turban generals widened violently, and his face was full of horror!

He felt that the qi and blood in his body were constantly surging, and the tiger's mouth was cracking, if he hadn't clenched the long knife tightly, the long knife would almost come out of his hand!

You know, he charged all the way, relying on the strength accumulated in the charge, when the big sword fell, the power was even far greater than his full strength!

In order to kill the enemy with one blow and kill the enemy general as quickly as possible!

But he never expected that this knife was actually blocked by Guan Yu.

And Guan Yu, but he didn't charge like him, but stayed where he was!

This made him feel extremely shocked and a little incomprehensible, but he didn't have time to think about it so much, because at this moment, Guan Yu's long knife had already been raised again.

Chop!

The cyan sword light pierced the sky, emitting a roaring air explosion, and suddenly slashed at the Yellow Turban General!

The Yellow Turban General took a sharp breath and roared, and the long knife in his hand also slashed towards the Blue Dragon Glaive.

How similar is this scene to the previous moment?

It's just that the offensive and defensive trends are different!

Qiang !!

There was another deafening roar, and then the monstrous waves swept away, and just the aftermath of the attack made the surrounding Yellow Turban soldiers snort and take half a step back.

But, unlike just now-

The Yellow Turban military commander got off the horse, and the horse's leg was first broken directly, accompanied by a terrible neigh, and he was directly shocked to death!

And the Yellow Turban General also snorted, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth!

"Impossible! That's impossible! ”

Feeling the sweet taste of blood in his mouth, the Yellow Turban General looked at Guan Yu with a crazy look on his face, and roared hoarsely.

Guan Yu didn't speak, holding the Blue Dragon Glaive Sword high in both hands.

The next moment!

Carrying an incomparably terrifying battle intent and ten thousand powers, the Green Dragon Glaive was like thunder, accompanied by a roaring gas explosion, like a green dragon roaring into the sky, slashing down with a devastating momentum!

"It can't be!"

The eyes of the Yellow Turban military general were full of madness, and the long knife in his hand was intertwined with thunder and fire, pouring twelve points of strength, instantly slashing the air, and slashing towards the Qinglong Glaive again!

Boom!

Another roar rang out, rolling up the dust!

And then.

For!

For!

For!

The Yellow Turban General took seven or eight steps backwards before finally stopping his figure, and each step was imprinted on the ground with deep footprints!

Before he could stand firm, he only heard the neighing of the horses, and Guan Yu rode his horse and rushed over.

The blue light flashed, and it was slashed again!

The Yellow Turban General's mouth completely cracked, blood kept gushing out, and the whole person once again took a few steps back because he couldn't bear the huge force.

Guan Yu did not pause, and charged again, catching up with the Yellow Turban Army general, and then the big sword fell.

The Yellow Turban General felt extremely aggrieved, although Guan Yu couldn't kill him in a short time, but from beginning to end, he couldn't even fight back, every time he just stood firm, he would be stabbed head-on by Guan Yu.

With each slash, the injuries on the Yellow Turban General's body increased by one point.

And every time he slashes out, Guan Yu's momentum is a little more blazing, and Guan Yu's sword intent is also more powerful!

Finally.

Guan Yu's last knife is slashed!

The head of the Yellow Turban military general fell to the ground, and blood spilled in the sky!