Tens of thousands of stones of grain were robbed again, Bu Ji's face was pale, and there were no less than tens of thousands of stones, and there were so many left in Puyang City, what did this Liang Boning eat? What else can you do but lose the battle?

"Where's Liang Boning?"

The Yellow Turban Warrior who escaped in the rout heard the cold voice of the Divine Envoy of Bu Shen, who has always been known for his ruthlessness in the Taiping Road, and his cold voice made the Yellow Turban Warrior who was lying on the ground fall into the ice cellar, and trembled: "Liang Qushuai led his subordinates to fight and died. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Hearing that Liang Boning was dead, Bu Ji's anger suddenly subsided, and another Yellow Turban Qu Shuai died in the hands of Liu Xuande, who is this Liu Xuande? Bu Ji's brows didn't frown for too long, and he shouted in a low voice: "Divination of the enemy, divination."

"Big brother."

Two young Taoist priests responded with their swords behind their backs.

Bu Ji looked at his two younger brothers and said, "Our last grain and grass has been captured by the official army, and you and the two of you will lead 1,000 Yellow Turban Warriors and 2,000 Yellow Turban Warriors to go, so you must take back the grain and grass for me."

"No!"

The two of them have long wanted to go into battle to kill the enemy, but since the Yellow Turban Rebellion broke Puyang City overnight, Bu Ji ordered the two to train the army, train the army, and train the army again until now, in a fashionable phrase, the big knife of the two has long been unbearable!

Bu Ji looked at the hurried figures of the two and suddenly called out to the two, and said affectionately: "Sixth brother, tenth brother, these grains and grasses are related to the fate of the Bu family, and we must go all out to recapture the grains and grass."

Bu Xuan said confidently: "Big brother, you can rest assured!"

Divination and divination of the enemy's troops and horses followed the scattered Yellow Turban Rui Shi towards the place where the grain and grass were lost, and a large number of Yellow Turban thieves were placed on the ground haphazardly, and hundreds of grain trucks disappeared.

Bu Xuan rode on the horse and frowned at the scene, the grain and grass were gone? How do you explain it to the eldest brother? Bu Di pointed to the messy car marks in front of him and said: "Tenth brother, you see that the car marks have turned here, and in front of them is the official army camp, we may be able to recapture the grain and grass while we catch up now."

"Then what are you waiting for?" Sixth brother, you led two thousand Yellow Turban Rui soldiers behind, and a certain Yellow Turban Rui rode to chase the official army. ”

After the calculation was finished, he led the headquarters to chase in the direction of the car mark. Seeing that Bu Xuan was in a hurry, Bu Di hurriedly chased after him and shouted: "Ten brothers, be careful, Mo Zhongguan and the army are tricky?"

Bu Di didn't hear Bu Suan's answer, only saw Bu Suan's horse whip raised high, and Bu Di helplessly urged his subordinates to hurry forward and chase forward.

Less than a mile ahead, Lu Bu's three subordinates were pulling the grain cart forward, Zhang Fei's drooping eyelids complained: "With the war horse-drawn grain cart, such a bad idea can only be thought up by Hua Ziyu, if the Yellow Turban Thief takes advantage of the gap to kill the horses, will there be any strength left to fight again?"

Lu Bu sneered, I don't know if he was mocking Zhang Fei or the person who came up with the idea. Guan Yu Danfeng's eyes narrowed into a line, and said helplessly: "Third brother, don't talk nonsense, Ziyu and eldest brother have their own considerations."

"What's going on?"

Zhang Fei said disdainfully: "I hope I don't run into the yellow turban thief again."

As soon as Zhang Fei's words were finished, Zhang Da led the scouts to come: "Report to the three military marquis that the yellow turban spirit rider has appeared in front of you."

"Whew!" Zhang Fei sneered: "Second brother, what do you think will happen next?"

Guan Yuqing blew a breath: "Put the grain cart in a circle and wait here for the arrival of the eldest brother's reinforcements."

"Stationed for help?" Lu Bu raised his eyes: "It's better to rob and kill him before the main force of the Yellow Turban arrives."

"Yes!"

Zhang Fei praised when he heard this, Guan Yu frowned: "But the messenger sent by the eldest brother has repeatedly instructed us to be stationed and wait for help!"

"Ugh!"

Zhang Fei was immediately stunned when he heard this, and Lu Bu said: "The general will not be subject to the order of the monarch outside, why is Yide afraid?"

Lu Bu's provocation made Zhang Fei furious: "Go and go, who is afraid of whom?" I'll only take a hundred people there, cloth, do you dare? ”

Lu Bu couldn't smile bitterly when he heard this, obviously he suggested it first, and Bu, do you dare? What do you mean? Shouldn't you be called Brother Wu Fengxian?

Zhang Fei was afraid that Guan Yu would stop him and galloped towards the road without waiting for Lu Bu to come to his senses, Lu Bu also led his headquarters away, Guan Yu opened his mouth but didn't say anything, Zhang Fei was more and more persuasive, and Lu Bu was not even very easy to use Liu Bei's military orders. Fortunately, the two of them are superior in force and each lead more than 100 personal soldiers, as long as it is not for the great sage and good teacher to lead 5,000 Yellow Turban wrestlers to come to the material, it will be fine.

While ordering his subordinates to surround the grain carts in a circle, Guan Yu placed all the bows, arrows, and javelins in his hand, and ordered Guan Ning to inform Liu Bei.

Zhang Fei and Lu Bu each led more than 100 soldiers to rush towards the way they came, and Bu Shu also led more than 1,000 Yellow Turban Sharp Cavalry to chase this side, both sides had a clear goal, so no one sent scouts, the two sides suddenly appeared in each other's eyes, Zhang Fei and Lu Bu rushed towards the Yellow Turban Sharp Cavalry with great momentum.

Bu Xuan saw that Lu Bu and Zhang Fei only led two hundred horses and dared to rush towards him and sneered, only two hundred horses dared to rush at him more than a thousand horses, did he only think that the Yellow Turban Ruiqi under his command was an ordinary Yellow Turban thief? This time, you must wait to know what the main force is?

"Kill!"

Bu Xuan burst into a shout, and a thousand Yellow Turban Rui Riders shouted loudly in unison, and rushed towards Zhang Fei and Lu Bu.

Bu Xuan saw that the greedy wolf and black Jiao above the heads of Lu Bu and Zhang Fei suddenly changed their faces, this is the momentum that only the generals (also known as the god generals) have in the god transformation period, and they also have to rely on the three thousand yellow turbans to reach the realm by riding together. The divination had the intention to withdraw, but the two sides were only less than 100 steps apart, and the divination could only be stubborn.

Call! Call! The two hundred horsemen on the opposite side suddenly threw two hundred javelins, and Bu Xuan looked at the javelins that were more than ordinary arrows and felt a chill, if this thing was stuck on his body, his body after condensation would not be able to bear it!

Bu Shu lay on the horse, a javelin wiped the armor on his body and inserted into the horse's stock, Bu Shu was hurt by the horse fell off the horse, Bu Shu waved the head knife in his hand to cut off the javelin that shot at him, and the body quickly fell to the ground.

Lu Bu saw the divination shining in the air, and the corner of his mouth pulled a javelin and quickly pierced the divination.

Bang Bang Bang! The fierce sound of breaking the air made Bu Xuan startled, and a javelin was launched after the first system, containing unparalleled divine power, and the pupils of Bu Shu shrank, and the head knife in his hand was handed out vigorously.

Zheng! The sound of gold and iron rang out, and Bu Xuan could no longer grasp the head knife in his hand, and the head knife was slashed by the crashing javelin against Bu Shu's face. Bu Xuan felt a hot pain on his face, his eyes were invaded by the hot liquid, and in the blink of an eye, another javelin pierced, and pierced into Bu Xuan's chest fiercely and accurately, and Bu Xuan was nailed to the ground.

Bu Xuan tried his best to see the person who shot him, but a horse's hoof the size of a bowl appeared in his pupils, and Bu Xuan struggled to spit out a word: "No, poof!"

Lu Bu saw the fortune calculation that was trampled on by the horse's hooves, and he was a little stupid to target another person, but Zhang Fei on the side nodded to Lu Bu proudly, as if to say what is the use of shooting accurately? If you want to kill, you have to shoot skillfully.

Lu Bu's face was pulling, what was he proud of? Didn't you just make up for it?