"Fifty moves?"

Hearing Zhou Xuan's words, a trace of doubt flashed in Sun Jian's eyes.

"Could it be that this Zhao Yun still has any hole cards?"

The four generals behind Sun Jian also looked at each other at this time, and a trace of doubt flashed in their eyes.

Is that Zhao Yun really that strong?

Zhao Yun, who was in the battle, also heard Zhou Xuan's words.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly: "Fifty moves?"

Then fifty moves. ”

Zhao Yun held the gentian bright silver spear in his hand, and the light surged, and the dotted spear flowers were like blooming pear blossoms.

Beautiful and dangerous!

At this time, there were already five large and small blood holes on Peng Tuo's body.

The powerful power of life invaded his body, wantonly destroying his vitality.

This made Peng's actions more and more sluggish, and the offensive gradually slowed down.

Even those Yellow Turban soldiers saw that something was wrong at this time.

His own invincible Qu Shuai seems to be about to be defeated.

"It's going to be the fiftieth move soon!"

At this time, Zu Mao roared.

Everyone's energy was concentrated in an instant.

Sun Jian guessed that Zhao Yun would defeat Peng Tuo after eighty moves, while Zhou Xuan guessed that Zhao Yun would defeat Peng Tuo in fifty moves.

Who guesses better?

Zhao Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, the gentian bright silver spear in his hand danced, and the extremely sharp shadow of the spear suddenly turned into a vision.

"Hundred birds towards the phoenix spear!"

With this shot, Zhao Yun's spear momentum exploded, and the power of life surged out with all his might, rushing out like a mountain and a tsunami.

Brilliant silver light burst out from the gentian bright silver spear in his hand, turning into hundreds of shadows like substances.

The shadows of these guns burst through the air, making a whistling wind.

Then they turn into birds, all of them chirping high-pitched.

Blockbuster!

Soaring!

Immediately, the hundred birds fused into the gentian bright silver spear in Zhao Yun's hand again.

A high-pitched phoenix roar resounded through the battlefield.

Everyone can see that the colorful divine phoenix has been flying out of the endless light, just like the resurrection of a real divine beast.

"Bang!"

The Colorful Divine Phoenix slammed into Peng Tuo's body with an astonishing force.

Infinite light and heat, terrifying energy rushed out.

Ripples rippled in the air.

Then, many fierce winds scattered and flew away.

In an instant, at least hundreds of Yellow Turban soldiers died in the aftermath of this blow.

After the light dissipated, Peng Tuo could be seen frozen in place.

In his chest, there was a huge hole that had been transparent.

"Ahem, how is this possible?"

A look of incredulity flashed in Peng Tuo's eyes.

He never imagined that he would end up so early in this way.

"I want to glorify my ancestors and tear the earth and seal the marquis"

Feeling that his life was passing rapidly, a trace of regret flashed in Peng Tuo's eyes.

The scene of youth appeared in front of him again.

He ruled over dozens of children, standing on high heaps of grain and directing the country.

"I will be a prince in the future. ”

He turned back to a timid little girl beside him and promised, "After I become a marquis, I will marry you."

It is also strange to say that the original appearance of this little girl has been gradually blurred by the passage of time.

But at this moment, her face became extremely clear again.

"It turns out that the idea of becoming a marquis and king that is ingrained in my heart started from this time?"

The light in Peng's eyes gradually dimmed.

When he was dying, he returned to the light and gathered all the strength of his body and roared.

"Princely generals, would you rather have a kind?"

"It's a hero. ”

Seeing this scene, Sun Jian was silent for a moment before speaking.

Zhou Xuan smiled slightly.

After several similar experiences, he had become accustomed to it.

"In life, there will always be one or two shining moments, there will be one or two glorious moments.

However, we should not ignore the sins they have committed because of these two shining moments, these two shining moments. ”

As the commander of the Yellow Turban, Peng Tuo led the Runan Yellow Turban to wreak havoc on this land, scourge the people, and cause how many human tragedies?

This is an indelible sin.

Killing on the battlefield is a medal, a glory.

But to turn the butcher's knife at those innocent people is sin, to fall.

"In life, there will always be one or two shining moments?

There will always be a moment or two?"

After Sun Jian heard Zhou Xuan's words, a trace of deep thought flashed in his eyes.

The four generals behind him also secretly thought: "When is my shining moment?"

When will my moment come?"

"Grandson, your Grandpa Xue is here!"

Just when the atmosphere was solemn, a loud roar came from inside the city gates.

As far as he could see, a young general rushed out with a loud shout.

The aura on his body jumped, and his momentum was extraordinary.

Zhou Xuan looked back and saw that the young man who rushed over was Xue Zhong.

His face was full of courage and his eyes flashed with a look of resurrection.

The atmosphere at the city gate changed in an instant.

From solemn, to witty.

"Huh?

And what about the grandson?"

The scene in front of him made Xue Zhong still have no reaction.

Hearing this, Sun Jian's face turned dark.

And not just because his surname is Sun.

And his ancestors have something to do with the grandson who compiled "The Art of War".

It is said to be a descendant of the side branch.

Seeing Xue Zhong look so embarrassed, the corners of Xue Xin's mouth twitched slightly.

He stepped forward and grabbed Xue Zhong's ear.

"You kid give me a little quiet, didn't you tell you to hide?

Why did it come out again?"

"Oops, it hurts!"

Xue Zhong screamed miserably as he opened his mouth to explain: "I have placed my brothers in place, aren't you worried about you?"

Isn't this here to support you?"

“”

Xue Xin was speechless and moved in his heart when he heard this.

"You fool, come and collect my body now or accompany me to die?"

Just when the two brothers were making trouble, the Yellow Turban soldiers at the city gate also reacted.

They knelt down in a big way.

"The general spares his life, the general spares his life, we were originally good citizens, and we were forced by that Peng Da fool. ”

Peng took off a little, and the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army were disheartened and powerless to resist.

They fell to their knees and begged for mercy.

Zhou Xuan was still thinking about how to deal with these Yellow Turban soldiers.

I saw Zhou Chen hurrying to the front again.

After he came to Zhou Xuan, he directly dismounted and knelt on the ground, and said guiltily: "The last general's command failed, if it weren't for General Zhao Yun's help, this battle would have suffered heavy losses."

Even the two brothers Xue Zhong and Xue Xin will die because of my negligence.

I also hope that the Lord will punish him. ”

"Reprimand?"

Zhou Xuan's eyes flashed, and then he asked with a smile, "What punishment do you want?"

[PS: The results are very poor and very poor, according to the current trend, the first order by 12 o'clock tomorrow is only about three hundred.

Thousand?

I was still naïve.

I'm in a really bad mood.,It was originally scheduled to send two more chapters at six o'clock.,But the mood was too bad.,I can't get in at all.。

Sitting in front of the computer in a daze all the time.

I've been swiping the data and looking at the results

I can't write anymore.

Wait for tomorrow, tomorrow at twelve o'clock, and I'll see the last result.

If it still doesn't work, I can only say sorry to everyone. 】

(End of chapter)