Li Yi raised his head in surprise. He looked around blankly, and suddenly found that the defensive position on the hill had a fatal hole due to the excessive consumption of the defenders in the middle, and it was about to collapse. In order for the reinforcements on both flanks to arrive in time, it is necessary to block the rushing Yellow Turban Army from the front and buy them time.

Suddenly with infinite strength, he stood up suddenly, turned to face the soldiers behind him, raised his hands and shouted wildly: "Brothers, let's kill them." ”

Li Yi pulled out an overlord gun stuck in the corpse of an enemy soldier, held it high above the top, and shouted again at the soldiers who ran towards him: "Kill it......"

"Kill ......"

Without hesitation, the soldiers followed Li Yi and bravely rushed towards the oncoming Yellow Turban soldiers.

As the remnants of the Northern Army, although they were not from the Youzhou Army, after a month of fighting side by side, the man in front of them had left a deep imprint in their hearts. It was this man who led them to wash away the shame of the fiasco at the foot of Guangzong City that day and to victory again.

Today, they are convinced that as long as they follow in the footsteps of this man, no one in this world will be able to stop them.

There was a loud "......boom", and the two teams collided with each other with a dull sound. The loud bang overshadowed the drums of war, overshadowed the shouts, and resounded across the battlefield.

The sound of swords clashing, blades breaking flesh, spears piercing through bodies, roars, screams, all converged into a deafening roar in an instant.

Li Yi couldn't hear anything.

In fact, he didn't need to hear the sound at this time, he just had to kill the enemy. He did what he could, bravely fighting into the enemy's horde.

There are too many enemies, like one wave after another, surging. Li Yi quickly devoured the lives of the enemy, and at the same time saw his soldiers being devoured by more enemies. One by one, the surrounding soldiers fell, disappearing.

"Kill ......"

Li Yi roared angrily, and the overlord gun in his hand accurately stabbed into the body of a Yellow Turban soldier, and then pulled out like lightning, once again like a poisonous snake swallowing letters, flashed slyly, and pierced the throat of the enemy soldier next to him. Before the blood could spurt out, the Overlord Gun had swept into the chest of another enemy soldier with a shaking.

The three Yellow Turban soldiers fell at Li Yi's feet almost simultaneously.

Li Yi raised and kicked away the sword of an enemy soldier, turned and swept, and killed two more enemies.

"Kill ......"

Li Yi roared again, raised the overlord gun, and slashed at him head-on. The Overlord spear flicked off the knives of the Yellow Turban soldiers and plunged into the throat of the enemy.

Li Yi snatched the knife of the Yellow Turban soldier, stabbed it back, and stabbed one person to death.

Then he saw a spear, a Hessesen spear.

Li Yi took two steps back, dodged with his sword, and beheaded one more person.

The spear stared at him as it flew faster and faster.

Li Yi stepped back and stepped on the head of the corpse of a Yellow Turban soldier, one of the countless Yellow Turban soldiers he had just killed. He couldn't control his balance and fell on his back.

Li Yi roared, and before his body fell, he aimed at the spear and threw his sword.

The spear shook suddenly, and the force of the flash immediately shattered the sword that had fallen in the air.

The momentum of the spear is undiminished, like a flying piercing.

Li Yi's body fell in mid-air, with a wry smile on his face.

On this life-devouring battlefield, personal force is not enough, and the protagonist's aura can't save his life, and the super system that can summon famous generals and ministers of all dynasties can't help him at this moment of life and death. What is competing for the world, what is the emperor's plan to dominate the industry, it has become empty at this moment.

He closed his eyes tiredly, his heart was as calm as water, and he let his body fall to the ground, let the spear poke into his body, and did not struggle again.

An ear-piercing roar broke through the air and pierced Li Yi's ears like a sharp arrow.

Li Yi fell heavily to the ground.

The huge roar of the galloping horses suddenly came to his ears clearly.

He heard voices, and he heard earth-shattering cheers coming from the battlefield behind him.

He snapped his eyes open.

The short sword, a pitch-black short sword, it let out a terrifying roar, flying like lightning in front of Li Yi's eyes.

The spear roared with a fierce murderous aura, and suddenly, it stopped above Li Yi's heart, and then beat a little.

Li Yi used all his strength to lift his body and dodged two or three inches to the side.

In the moment when half of his body was off the ground, the spear grazed his ribs and stabbed hard, three inches into the ground, and the long barrel shook violently.

Li Yi looked sideways, and saw a yellow turban general standing with a gun, his eyes wide open, staring at the opposite side. The dagger was half-cut into his chest, blood slowly oozing through his clothes.

Suddenly, a flash of pain flashed across his face, and he let go of his big grip on the barrel of the gun and fell to the ground with a bang.

Li Yi's heart was relieved, and he suddenly felt endless exhaustion and darkness hit him.

At the last moment before he lost consciousness, he heard the prompt sound of the system: the lord has broken through life and death, personal force and resourcefulness growth1, and the lord's five-dimensional data is now 95 for commander, 98 for force, 96 for resourcefulness, 92 for politics, and 98 for charisma.

"Investigate your sister's life and death......"

………………

The soldiers of the Youzhou Iron Cavalry shook the sky, and one by one they followed behind the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army like arrows from the string, killing down the hill and killing towards the river valley.

In an instant, the sound of killing shook the sky.

Yue Fei jumped off the war horse, climbed with a roll, picked up Li Yi, shook his body frantically, and roared: "Lord, lord......"

Yue Fei's heart was dripping blood. Why is this battle so cruel and bloody, every battle has to lose brothers and comrades, and now even the lord has died on the battlefield.

Yue Fei was confused, he didn't know why he suddenly appeared in this world, but there was a will rooted in the depths of his soul, that is, he was born because of the lord, and he would fight for the lord in this life. However, now that the lord has died in battle, what will he live for? What are you fighting for?

"Lord......" Yue Fei looked up to the sky and roared, crying blood.

Li Yi heard Yue Fei's cry of pain, and suddenly felt in his heart that he was dead now, but it was worth it to have such a brother who knew each other in life and death. Although he was summoned to this world by himself, his existence is so real, so flesh and blood, affection and righteousness.

Li Yi let Yue Fei shake his body violently, tears welling up in his eyes.

A personal soldier behind Yue Fei discovered Li Yi's abnormality and shouted loudly: "General, general, the lord is still alive, he is injured, don't shake it anymore." ”

Yue Fei was stunned for a moment, hurriedly stopped, and looked carefully.

Li Yi opened his eyes with difficulty, reluctantly glanced at Yue Fei, and finally fainted again due to excessive blood loss.

Yue Fei's heart suddenly fell. He hugged Li Yi tightly, as if he was afraid that as soon as he let go, Li Yi would die.

The soldiers of the Iron Cavalry are still galloping, and the soldiers of both sides are still fighting fiercely on the battlefield in the river valley.

Li Zhong, Li Xin, and Li Yi were among the several military officers who were given their names by Li Yi at the beginning, and they had also witnessed Li Yi's distress just now, and they didn't find out that Li Yi was not actually dead, but they didn't lose the courage to fight because of this, on the contrary, at this moment, their hearts burned with fierce hatred. They rushed to the front, and they carried Youzhou Iron Cavalry, like a sharp sword, accurate and incomparably sharp into the heart of the Yellow Turban Army.

The dense and fierce drums of war on the embankment shook the battlefield.

The soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army were swept away by the unstoppable iron horses, although they tried their best to resist, but the huge and fast horses could not be resisted by flesh and blood, they were like crops in a flood, mercilessly rammed, crushed, and submerged by the raging flood, without any ability or opportunity to resist. They were swept away by the iron horsemen.

Li Zhong's broadsword roared, and the three enemies in front of him couldn't stop the sword that swept through the thousands of troops, they were beheaded, their arms were cut off, they were disemboweled, and they fell into the crowd with a miserable howl.

"Zihou, rush into the car formation, rush into ......"

Li Xin roared, wielding his bloodstained mace, and struggling forward.

In front of us is the enemy's car formation. The soldiers on both sides were entangled layer by layer, not to mention that they couldn't push the cart to close the formation, and even if they wanted to withdraw their own soldiers, it was impossible.