"Drive."

The horses neighed and the hooves galloped. The army of 6,000 is like a black torrent, rushing out from the top of a thousand mountains.

Majestic and surging.

The sun is setting, and the dust is like smoke. Three thousand Wei warriors and three thousand foot soldiers followed the official road leading to Changshe, desperately chasing after them.

"Drive."

A war horse, galloping from the front. The knight's face was hurried and anxious.

"Phew."

Ying Fei's eyes flashed, and she lifted the reins. The black horse was extremely spiritual, and immediately stopped, and with a rise in his left hand, he drank, and said, "The army has stopped advancing."

"No."

"Phew."

At the same time, the knight rode up. His color was in a hurry, and his lips were dry and cracked.

"Most of the protections."

"Give him water."

Waving his hand to stop his words, Ying Fei's eyes narrowed, and he said. Xiao Zhan untied the water bag from his horse and handed it over.

"Boom."

"Boom."

"Boom."

Three salivas in a row, pour it down. Sun Shi'an, breathing rapidly, this is a little steady.

"Dadu Guard, Taiping Road and ten miles away, fifteen miles away, set up a large army to block."

"Hmm."

Nodding, Ying Fei's eyes froze, and said, "How many enemy troops are there?"

"Set up three roads, more than 20,000 all the way."

Guo Jia's expression changed, and he said in a deep voice: "Although the yellow scarves are numerous, they are just the ears of the people. The Yellow Turban Army was not well armed and its armor was not fine. It's basically a rabble. ”

Ying Fei's heart moved, and her thoughts became more and more determined. His expression became cold, and the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, hiding a monstrous murderous intent. In his eyes, he shot out a shocking sharpness, and said.

"A group of local chickens and dogs, dare to stop the general."

"Drive."

Wu Hu took the lead and ran towards the long club. Yingfei has an iron sword in his hand, and the killing machine rises against the storm.

"Drive."

……

The army followed closely behind, like a black dragon. Enraged by a weak enemy, hiding anger. It's a depression, like the whole sky is falling.

galloping all the way, the war horse howled. The banner is waving, the army is mighty, it is not hidden at all, and the end is extremely domineering.

It's a kind of self-confidence, even conceit. It is a disregard for the Yellow Turban Army, a kind of blocking by tens of millions of people, and I can kill them.

Whatever you do, all kinds of magical powers, my sword is enough.

The world is vast, and I only kill.

This time, it is an excellent time to solve the difficulties of the long-term society. Ying Fei will never give up. Therefore, if the Yellow Turban Army wants to stop it, it doesn't mind killing a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Ten miles of land, but not overnight. Ying Fei and others, with one charge, the two armies faced each other.

"Kill."

The killing machine is rolling, like clouds in the sky. Ying Fei's eyes froze, and he shouted.

"Kill."

……

Ying Fei did not stop, and directly charged while advancing. The army of 6,000 shouted angrily, murderous, and almost became a substance.

"Poof."

Pulling out an iron sword, he shouted angrily, "Wei Wushu, rush forward and tear a hole." Dian Wei led the foot soldiers and accompanied him. ”

"No."

"Fill in."

Wei Liang's eyes flashed, and there was a murderous aura in it.

"Ding, Ding, Ding......"

His eyes condensed, and he shouted angrily, "Front, middle, and two curved shots, and the back curve covers."

"No."

"Huh."

"Huh."

"Huh."

……

The overwhelming arrows, like dark clouds, covered the heavens and the earth at once.

"Poof."

"Poof."

"Poof."

……

The sound of arrows entering the flesh and wailing are intertwined, like the drums of a demon's war, being beaten. The Qin crossbow, which was personally developed and assembled by Ma Jun, is extremely powerful, and the impact force has increased geometrically.

Repeater.

A suit of six shots is a well-deserved killing weapon in today's world. This is the Qin crossbow, and it is the nemesis of the light cavalry.

The smell of blood was pervasive, and the blood sprayed, staining the ground red for a while. Corpses piled up and stumps were strewn all over the place. The Yellow Turbans were powerless to fight.

"Aftercurve, shoot."

Wei Liang's expression was cold, even calm. In the face of such a tragic situation, emotions have never fluctuated. His eyes flashed, and a fierce killing machine raged.

"The first and middle two songs, fill in."

"Huh."

"Huh."

"Huh."

……

Arrows rained down. One yellow turban after another, fell, and became a corpse. This one-sided slaughter made everyone frown.

The Yellow Turban Army, nine times out of ten, are cloth shirts. I don't even have a decent weapon in my hand. It couldn't stop it at all, and the Qin crossbow had a sharp penetrating power.

"Kill."

Dian Wei's tiger eyes were red, and the iron halberd pointed forward. The three thousand foot soldiers behind him thundered, and they all raised their arms and shouted.

"Kill."

Three thousand soldiers, its momentum is like a tiger, overwhelming the heavens and the earth. Led by the evil wolf Dian Wei, with three thousand soldiers, the morale skyrocketed, and it was almost bursting.

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand."

Liu Wuhu's eyes were red, and he looked up to the sky and snorted. The big knife in his hand was raised, and he slashed down angrily.

"Kill."

The big knife in his hand is shiny, and he keeps slashing. Its eyes were scarlet, like a wild bull.

Liu Wu worked hard, however, but did not turn things around. Wei Wushu's ruthless slaughter, Dian Wei's god-like battle, all of this is like the most powerful shockwave.

Sharp and domineering.

Defeat the hearts of the Yellow Turbans. This group of people is a group of peasants who have never been on the battlefield and have never seen blood. They, in a moment's spirit, dared to rise up.

"Run!"

"The devil. Killing. ”

……

The cry suddenly erupted and became the strongest voice at the moment. The Yellow Turban Army, in an instant, was in chaos and faded backwards.

"Chase."

With a wave of his left hand, Ying Fei drank and said. Its tone is like a cold winter, killing red fruit.

"No."

……

"Drive."

As soon as Wei Liang urged the war horse, the spear pointed forward, looked up to the sky and howled, and said, "Chase."

At the sound of an order, the army quickly withdrew. Ying Fei's eyes shot a touch of fierceness, turned his head and drank, and said.

"Speed up."

At this moment, everyone is a little anxious. The first line of defense was broken, and within five miles, it was the second.

20,000 people, which is not a small number. Not to mention that behind it, there is a third line of defense. Even, more than 100,000 troops led by Bocai.

"Evil comes."

"My lord."

Dian Wei urged him to step forward, his eyes flashed, and he said. It was covered in blood, as if it had been infected with blood. The pungent smell of blood, extremely strong.

Glancing at Dian Wei, Ying Fei nodded, pointed at Liu Wu, and said, "Shoot him."

"No."

Dian Wei nodded, and then galloped forward. After more than a dozen consecutive thrashes, the war horse under his crotch neighed in the sky and let out a burst of wails.

It is as fast as lightning and as thunder.

"Die."

With a roar, the halberd in his hand came out. The halberd was as swift as a venomous snake and unleashed the deadliest blow.

"Huh."

"Whew."

"Whew."

"Whew."

……

The sound of breathing was heavy, and Liu Wuran was out of breath. His legs and feet were numb, as if they had been filled with lead, and he could not lift them.

"Poof."

The evil wind hit the back of his head, and Liu Wugang wanted to dodge. The short halberd, which was as sharp as lightning, shot into Liu Wu's throat.

"Uh."

"Plop."

The halberd wore out, and the blood spilled like boiled water that didn't need money. Liu Wu's life was exhausted, and he fell to the ground in an instant.