Chapter 279 Bloody Night (1)

Iron filings were flying, and Hu Cai found a hole in the saber in his hand, like a tooth missing.

The fierce general of the Han army!

In an instant, the elegant man in purple robe and golden helmet in front of him rose infinitely high in Hu Cai's eyes, and an unspeakable fear quickly hit him and grabbed his heart.

"The thief is so brave."

As the words fell, the crescent halberd in Zhang Liao's hand drew a half-moon arc in the air, and in a daze, Hu Cai heard a cry, like a bird of prey neighing.

Immediately afterwards, a figure flew out backwards.

Because everything happened so suddenly, even Qu Shuai Guo Tai, who personally supervised the battle, didn't react, let alone rescue——

With a bang, sand and stones flew up.

Hu Cai knocked dozens of riders into the air before barely stopping his charge and falling to the ground.

At this moment, he was in such a panic that he collapsed into the gravel, most of the tassel on his head was broken, and blood dripped down the mottled armor to the skirt of his legs.

When his consciousness was dying, Hu Cai opened his eyes and looked at the night sky with a touch of yellow halo.

When will the auspicious day of the world come?

His lips moved, countless emotions welled up in his heart, and finally his eyes widened and he fell silent.

The gap between the two is like a moat.

"The end of the future is late, which frightens the lord."

At this time, Zhang Liao glanced at the corpse in the distance, then looked away and bowed to Ding Yuan.

"No problem, no problem."

Ding Yuan waved his hand, acting very relaxed, with a posture of Taishan collapsing in front of him, because he knew that Zhang Liao and other generals were always protecting him, so there was no need to worry about his own safety.

However, Hu Cai's move to go straight to the banner of the Han army attracted a lot of attention, especially after he was beheaded by the enemy generals, the sound of fighting in the center of the battlefield became much quieter in an instant. Because of this, the movement from the west side It seemed so harsh.

Shouts of killing and begging for mercy shook the sky.

Looking from a distance, it looked like a boiling porridge pot. The dust raised by the cavalry floated like a fierce flood, flowing wantonly across the land.

In fact, the Yellow Turban Army guarding the flanks were mainly new recruits. Although they had a lot of courage after witnessing the methods of the Taiping Dao, under the destructive offensive of the raiders, they collapsed instantly and ran around aimlessly, making the battlefield even more difficult. Add confusion.

"Feng Xian and Meng Ming are here."

Ding Yuan reined in the horse, clamped the horse's belly with both legs, and stood up to look at it.

With just one glance, I can see that there are two extremely brave cavalry among the rebellious army. One cavalry is wearing black armor without a hood, riding a black-maned horse, and the other cavalry is wearing a purple gold crown with three-pronged hair and a beast face. Swallowing the chain armor, holding a painting halberd, and sitting on a Dawan Tianma.

Under the charge of the two cavalry, more than a thousand wolf cavalry were able to penetrate deep into the enemy. At first, some nearby enemies still had the courage to fight with spears, but they were killed in just three or two breaths.

Where the two passed, it was like a strong wind blowing through the forest, and the culprits fell to the ground one after another.

"Brothers, establish Huang Tian again, and create a peaceful world!"

When the array was about to be torn apart, dozens of old soldiers turned into giants and tried to stop them. Unfortunately, they were stabbed to death by wolf knights or shot down by bow-wielding knights before they approached. Lean over.

"Who will fight with me?"

Lu Bu's chest was full of fighting spirit, seeing no one responded, he said again: "Who dares to fight!"

After the words fell, the golden-red arrogance rose, and gradually condensed into substance, like a god-man.

Until now, Lu Li still doesn't know what kind of phenomenon this flying general who is capable of fighting the world alone is——

Song Xian, Xiong Wei.

Zhang Liao, fierce bird of prey.

And he himself was Sirius.

With the exception of the lord and Pei Yuanshao, who have mediocre combat effectiveness, the more brave they are, the more majestic and extraordinary the vision of the battle spirit manifested.

Therefore, Lu Li dared to conclude that the golden-red armor that condensed into substance was just a prelude——

No matter who the opponent is, no matter how weird Taipingdao's methods are, it is not worth his all-out efforts.

"The thieves are going crazy!"

Suddenly, a fierce man came to fight head-on. It can't be said that he was reckless, but in front of hundreds of thousands of soldiers, if he couldn't avoid the battle, it would undoubtedly damage his morale.

I saw that fellow riding on a tall and healthy horse, holding an iron shield in one hand and a mountain axe in the other, his arms were ridiculously thick, like a lump of square iron.

Seeing this, several wolf knights rushed forward, wanting to weigh the opponent's strength and whether he was qualified to fight with his own general. In the end, the fierce man swung a sharp ax left and right, killing several people in a short while , stopped Mahler a hundred meters in front of Lu Bu, and shouted: "Come and fight!"

Hearing this, Lu Bu didn't answer, so the fierce man waved his hands, as if calling a dog.

"Shuzi is rampant!"

"Eat me with an axe!"

After the words fell, a dull sound resounded, the ground was cracked, and the two war horses neighed one after another because they had endured too much force.

And Lu Bu knew that the opponent was two pounds after receiving a move. He was born with supernatural power, and with the blessing of the battle spirit, it was a bit exaggerated to say that he could split Mount Tai with strength, but it was really not a big problem to split a small mountain.

"Master, with Li Le here, we will be able to stabilize the flanking positions."

"I hope so."

When the incident happened suddenly, Guo Tai couldn't care about his nephew Hu Cai who felt sorry for his opponent's tragic death. After sending someone to collect the corpse, Guo Tai focused on watching the west side.

Without any fancy skills, let alone verbal provocations, Li Le swung his half-foot-long mountain axe and slashed at Lu Bu. As for defense, he relied entirely on the giant shield in his other hand.

"Master, the corpse of General Hu has been brought back, and the Han army did not intervene on the way."

"Understood, take it to the city."

After saying that, Guo Tai glanced at his nephew who was dying, his figure seemed to be a little stooped.

"The shroud of horse leather is the best home for General Hu, the master doesn't have to be like this."

A clear voice sounded.

Gao Gong Xuancheng of Taiping Dao, who was originally standing on the top of the city to watch the battle, appeared beside Guo Tai.

"Poor my old brother who lost his blood..."

"Master, did you regret it?" Xuan Cheng squinted his eyes and looked at the distant battlefield, his tone was inexplicable.

"Nine deaths without regret, it's just that people are old, and it's easy to have too many feelings in their hearts."

As he said that, Guo Tai shook his head, and continued to look at Li Le who was fighting against the enemy general on the west side: "This man was born with supernatural powers. He was able to drive tigers across streams when he was seven years old. Seeing his bravery, this old man adopted him as his adopted son."

"It is indeed brave. If the master is still alive, he will definitely be named a Dharma protector."

The two looked at the battlefield and praised it.

At this moment, the thirties had passed, and Li Le was still wielding the sharp axe, without any change in his tactics, as if he regarded Lu Bu as Mount Hua, while he himself was Chen Xiang.

Hmm... the rough version of agarwood.

For some reason, Lu Li, who felt that the general situation was settled, began to get distracted.

However, Ding Yuan's voice came: "Feng Xian, make a quick decision, join me with this old man!"

"promise!"

With a shout, Lu Bu raised Fang Tian's painted halberd, and lifted it up forcefully, while Li Le subconsciously raised his huge shield to block, and took the opportunity to squeeze the handle of the ax tightly, preparing for the next attack.

It's a pity that the expected thing didn't happen, the tried and tested block failed, a huge force struck from the shield, and Li Leru was struck by lightning.

Click!

The sound of bones breaking reached Lu Li's ears.

"Skills don't stop there? I thought you were so strong, you're the one who sells the best!"

With a sneer, Lu Bu exerted his strength again, and directly lifted Li Le into the air. At the same time, Fang Tian's painted halberd deflected slightly, and the crescent-shaped sharp blade pierced through with arc light. cut.

Why bother, he insisted on wrestling with the flying general Lu Bu, and he couldn't even leave a whole body behind.

Lu Li shook his head secretly. Even if he was a spectator with all his attention, he still didn't see where the limit of Lu Bu's combat power ceiling was.

However, one thing is certain, if I have worked hard to polish my martial arts for a year, and continue to fight against the enemy, I will still not be his opponent——

Barely parry a hundred and eighty moves.

After all, Li Le, who was just killed, persisted for a total of forty-two rounds before being defeated and killed. Lu Li calculated that his state was fully activated, and at most thirty rounds would be able to take his head...

Of course, the account cannot be calculated like this.

Considering that Lu Bu kept his hand, and taking into account other factors, rounding it up, it is not too much to parry a hundred and ten moves against a flying general in his prime, right?

At the same time, Guo Tai, who was watching the battle, was choked up. He just told Master Gao Gong of Taiping Dao that Li Le was born with supernatural powers, but he picked and killed the enemy general on the spot.

As for Xuancheng, he also didn't know what to say, the other party was indeed quite brave, and it was because of this that he would call out the title of dead master: if the master was still alive, he would definitely be named a Dharma protector.

These words kept echoing in my ears.

At this time, Ding Yuan once again urged the two to join up, the battlefield was too chaotic, some places were quiet for a while and started to fight again, many yellow scarf commanders went to fight in person to boost morale.

Due to the lack of generals, some of the phalanxes were unguarded, and they collapsed under the deliberate targeting of the thieves.

Up to now, there are at least 300,000 soldiers left in the 450,000 army who are still fighting. They and their corpses are crowded in this "small area" between the city and Wenshui. Regardless of the indiscriminate attack, the cavalry's activity space is continuously compressed, and its mobility is greatly reduced, directly turning into infantry on horseback!

In other words.

Except for the elite of the two armies, the county soldiers conscripted to participate in the battle and the new soldiers recruited by the Yellow Turban Army no longer obeyed the command, and they were all fighting their own way.

Seeing this, Lu Li made up his mind. With Lu Bu and Zhang Liao leading the battle, it is impossible for him to lose in the battle of Lang, but he has to make a contribution and earn a lot of money.

"Behead the general and mow the flag for the lord!"

"rush!"

When crossing the river, the wolf riders had already seen Lu Li's bravery, and they all admired him. Now that he has been silent for a while, and charged forward again, he can naturally attract everyone to follow.

Rumble!

The sound of horseshoes was deafening.

The stagnant cavalry marched forward again, like a fire cooking oil, and even the elite of the Chinese army began to turmoil.

Ding Yuan sent fine cavalry to meet them, while Guo Tai sent old soldiers to prevent the two groups from meeting.

And somewhere on the flank, Du Quan's eyes widened, looking at Lu Li who could fight side by side with Lu Bu, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.

In the past, it was possible to compete with it, but now it can only stand on the sidelines from a distance, reduced to an outsider, and dare not get close at all.

"The thief confers the head!"

When he was distracted, Yiqi rushed towards him with the ring head knife in his hand!

Zhang Zhao!

The captain who once competed with Lu Li in the school field, he immediately fell in love with Du Quan, knowing that he was a big fish.

Due to the great gap in his heart, no, the blow was too great, Du Quan had no intention of fighting, and was squatting on the ground, looking up at the wonder of the yellowed night sky.

Therefore, Zhang Zhao, who was wearing armor and charging unstoppably, gave him a feeling of suffocation that he couldn't breathe.

The iron hoof stepped on the ground, rumbling, and the thick sound seemed to be stepping directly on Du Quan's chest, and the figure was constantly enlarged in the pupils.

My life is over!

At the moment of dying, Du Quan heard the sound of his heart beating in his chest, like a drum beating.

However, out of survival instinct, he still straightened out the blade to block, and there was a bang, and the violent impact of metal sounded.

For a moment, Du Quan felt his body lighten, and he flew backwards.

cough!

Blood mist sprayed from the mouth.

Zhang Zhaoli was only a step away from comprehending the battle spirit, and with the help of the horse's sprinting momentum, even if Du Quan was on guard, he still couldn't stand it.

In the blink of an eye, Du Quan fell to the ground and flew into his own camp, coughing up blood from his mouth.

And the left and right quickly rushed to protect him, but unfortunately there were only about thirty people, so they couldn't stop them at all.

It seems that Lao Tzu's trip to the Eastern Han Dynasty has come to an end here, and I have a lot of grudges!

Seeing the guards fall down one after another to protect him, Du Quan struggled to get up, he didn't allow himself to kill himself, and he wanted to leave some mark on the other party even if he died.

At this moment, a yellow-turban warrior gave up his charge, got off his horse, handed over the reins, and said with a stare: "General, I live in Shilou, Xihe County, and my name is Zheng Shuanglian!"

Du Quan was slightly taken aback, and immediately understood the meaning of this sentence, without hesitation, took the reins and turned on the horse, saying: "Brother, I remember."

"Stand up with me, Huang Tian!"

With a long roar, a giant who lost his mind appeared and blocked Zhang Zhao's way.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

At dawn, the chaotic situation of the two armies changing from side attack, flank attack, and confrontation between the Chinese army gradually turned into a confrontation between the north and the south.

Then, Master Gao Gong of Taiping Dao made a move.

Thunder method, ghost way, all kinds of methods are used together.

Later, the commanders of the two armies knew that it would be difficult to decide the outcome in a short period of time, so they simply retreated three miles to rectify their morale and prepare for the next battle.

At this time, the sun had not yet risen, the air was cold and humid, filled with an unspeakable stench, and the fire was flickering in the ice fog. The soldiers of both armies were cleaning the battlefield, looking for the wounded who did not die.

Du Quan went back and forth, and this place was taken back by the Yellow Turban Army again. He coughed and rummaged through the pile of corpses.

If you encounter those soldiers whose faces are covered with blood and cannot be identified, turn them over and wipe them with your sleeves.

Life-saving grace... life-saving grace...

Relying on his memory, Du Quan, whose ten fingers were dipped in blood, finally found the yellow scarf warrior. He was stabbed in the chest, and after so long, he didn't solidify, and was still bleeding!

After hearing the news, Zhou Tian came to help him lift him up, "Brother, he is dying, there is no way, there is no way to save him..."

"If you don't die, you will be saved!"

"That blue-robed Taoist can change the day and change the day. For him, healing the wounded and saving the life is not easy?"

Xu heard someone arguing in his ear.

The wounded soldier squinted his eyes and panted, "General...my eldest son, over half a year old..."

Du Quan ignored the dispute and nodded vigorously, but couldn't say a word. The battle was changing rapidly, and he didn't know when he would die.

And the yellow turban warrior's voice became weaker and weaker, "I don't rest in peace, without my father...it's going to be hard..."