"Saying anything today won't make you moth thieves take a step forward!" When the words fell, Xian Yuyin's figure flashed, and he killed Deng Mao again!

"It's not life, but the strength between you and me can't be made up for by sacrificing your life." Deng Mao sneered, the spear swung, and his body did not move, so he sat and waited for Xian Yuyin to rush to kill, and when he got close, the crescent halberd suddenly stabbed out, dancing like flying, and finally slammed into Deng Mao's head with the momentum of Mount Tai. Just when he cut down angrily, the spear in the latter's hand suddenly came out, and he went the opposite way, not dodging, not blocking, and sneered in his mouth: "Let you know the gap between you and me." ”

Immediately, the spear swung and actually slammed directly at Xian Yuyin's wrist, swept the edge, and slapped his wrist heavily, and the crescent halberd in Xian Yuyin's hand was thrown out because of this blow, and finally fell far away in the distant battle, but Deng Mao did not stop attacking because Xian Yuyin's crescent halberd took off, and the figure that had not moved suddenly moved, and the figure appeared in front of Xian Yuyin at the same time, but did not use the spear to collect his life but kicked him away with a leg whip.

At this moment, only in this way can they be shocked, only in this way can they give up resistance, and they must be afraid, from the depths of their hearts, only in this way, this Zhuo County, this Youzhou, this world will be Taipingdao, and it will be the Yellow Turban Army.

Sure enough, after Xian Yuyin was knocked away again, these county soldiers no longer had any wailing and care, instead of confusion and uneasiness in their eyes, they were not real soldiers, they were like the Yellow Turban Army, they relied on a breath of blood to fight, and now the blood was beaten to ashes little by little, how could they have the courage to stop the enemy again.

However, when they began to retreat quietly, they saw General Xian Yu's eyes, and for a moment they were a little hesitant, no one was retreating for a while, and no one was resisting for a while.

Deng Mao was very satisfied with the situation in front of him, and looked at Xian Yuyin, who was struggling to stand up even if he was seriously injured, and his trademark smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Only the weak will be sympathetic, only the loser will be respected, he moved lightly, and then slowly walked to the side of Xian Yuyin, who was not lightly injured, and asked with a smile: "You don't have to look at me like this, you must know that the end of the weak is doomed in the morning, are you willing to surrender?" ”

At this time, the surrounding county soldiers and the Yellow Turban Army all stopped, especially the county soldiers, the reason why they didn't run away was just to see General Fenwei on his last journey, but it wasn't until Deng Mao appeared in front of Xian Yuyin that they found that the former was not trying to kill him, but to recruit him, and for a moment, they were a little hesitant whether to surrender with the general or to escape?

"I'd rather die than surrender!"

"Very good, the county magistrate of Beixincheng also said such things like you, but he has more nonsense than you, so I will give you a good time, because you deserve sympathy and respect!" Deng Mao didn't intend to use the spear, but drew the long sword at his waist, pointed at him and said, "Don't worry, I will wrap your corpse with horse leather, this is the best ending for you." ”

The long sword shook out a few sword flowers at random, Deng Mao looked up to the sky and laughed, he liked the posture of the winner, and there was a feeling of mastering the overall situation, because the fate of the loser was in his mind, and it was all up to personal preference.

Deng Mao enjoyed this feeling, slowly, his eyes became colder and colder, and suddenly, the long sword in his hand suddenly stabbed into Xian Yuyin's heart, such a move caused the sorrow that had been following Xian Yuyin's personal guard.

The long sword gradually enlarged in the pupils that were fresh in silver, and at this moment, there was no other choice for him than to close his eyes and wait for death.

"Bang!"

Under the horrified gaze of the surrounding county soldiers, the sword was getting closer and closer to Xian Yu Yinxin's mouth, and just when everyone's heart was raised to their throats and they thought that it would definitely die, a sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded from the distant sky!

The wind broke out, and a feathered arrow pierced the sky like lightning, and finally slammed into the saber like a precision-guided missile.

And with a crisp sound, the sword in Deng Mao's hand was actually shot five or six meters away by the long arrow, and finally fell to the ground silently.

A sudden cold arrow broke the peace around him, not so much a surprise as this sudden change that made everyone stunned, the first to bear the brunt was Xian Yuyin, who had slowly opened his eyes, looking at the long sword and the Mitsubishi arrow on the side of the long sword with a blank and bewildered expression.

looked at the feather arrow blankly, but after a while, he heard the sound of a horn sounding in the distance, a color of ecstatic excitement, and even mixed with tears of excitement: "You kid, it's finally here!" ”

In this stunned moment, the guards stepped forward to take Xian Yuyin back as soon as possible, but Xian Yuyin, who was rescued, was ecstatic.

But when they saw the fiery red horse a hundred meters away, the man was dressed in jet-black fish scale armor, a jet-black scimitar in his waist, jet-black coiled hair, jet-black eyes, and all of them were black, but they were shining like stars, especially after many people saw this dress, their faces were filled with incomparable joy at this moment, especially on the city wall, especially his old subordinates.

"Who are you?"

The previous arrow was only shot on the back of the sword, but the huge force transmitted from it made his hands numb and felt that it could not be dissipated so far, and he looked back at the man who suddenly appeared a hundred meters away, he knew that it was this strange man who saved people before, not only because of the platinum bow in his hand, but also because there were more than thirty corpses of the Yellow Turban Army lying down around him, as well as the Han army that was rapidly gathering in the distance.

"Sima!"

"Sima Liu!"

"Liu Lan Bing Cao!"

The excited voice has been affected from the top of the city tower to the bottom of the city tower, looking at the familiar figure, many old people are relieved, and the bloody face shows a relieved smile, Sima is here, their task is completed, the counterattack is about to start, and the decisive battle with the Yellow Turban Army is naturally about to start.

"Hey, hey, who the hell is this person, what's wrong with you?" There were too many such inquiries and whispers beside Xian Yuyin, most of them were from Gu'an City, so for the man in front of him, the Sima and Bing Cao in the mouths of those people were very unfamiliar, and they didn't know what these common names such as Sima represented.

There were a large number of such people, their eyes were suspicious, and there were people everywhere asking the insiders about the gossip, and when they knew the origin of this person, they all suddenly exclaimed, and said in disbelief: "Liu Lan? He is the Liu Sima who led the troops into the grassland, made a big fuss about Hanshan, and killed Lord Xianbei and Lord Wuding of Lianyoubeiping Karasuma? Liu Bingcao?"