"Ahh

"Don't!"

"How is this possible, don't come here!"

The Yellow Turban Archers were frightened, and after 2 seconds of confusion, they found that Zhao Yun led thousands of officers and soldiers to the front, Sen Han's blade had been raised, and the sharp qi was almost close to his neck, and the shadow of death shrouded his heart, making everyone fear and tremble.

"Kill!"

Zhao Yun was merciless, and the Yellow Turban soldiers who reacted behind him were chasing after him in a hurry, but at this moment he did not choose to turn around to resist, but led the army to rush into the ranks of the Yellow Turban archers, galloping and killing recklessly!

With the addition of the four generals' skills, the weak officers and soldiers turned into wolves and tigers, and they roared and roared, and they all killed red eyes.

These are the people who are unscrupulously attacking themselves under the cover of the wind!

These are the people who killed their comrades-in-arms, brothers!

It was these people who were still mocking their incompetence just now, but they didn't expect General Zhao's divine power to be invincible!

These are the people!

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

Every officer and soldier was killed, they instantly rushed into the depths of the Yellow Turban archers' ranks, the raid judgment took effect, and the archers who had no ability to resist were even worse, they couldn't dodge and block, and suffered heavy casualties in an instant!

This is a battle of revenge, bloody and brutal!

An officer and sergeant howled, and his opponent had been cut into a human shape: "Brother, I have avenged you!" Go all the way! ”

Relatives, friends, brothers, died under the knife of the Yellow Turban archers, died in front of these people, many people went crazy, the blades in their hands were rising and falling, there is no good and evil here, there is no so-called cruelty and extermination of humanity, the Yellow Turban archers are tortured and slaughtered, slaughtered!

"Ahhh These people are devils! Run! ”

"They are demons of the underworld, not people! Come on! ”

The Yellow Turban archers trembled with fear, and their comrades fell one after another, not knowing when it would be their turn, they no longer had the courage and strength to fight, so they turned around and ran, hoping to get out of the battle, and then look for an opportunity to escape.

It's a pity, Zhao Yun won't give them this opportunity, he looked around with a pair of tiger eyes, and when he saw an escaped Yellow Turban archer, he caught up with a blow, no one could speed up his war horse, and no one could stop his spear, leaving only a corpse on the road, with round eyes, looking into the distance......

Almost in a moment, thousands of archers had been slaughtered, and Zhao Yun ordered the officers and soldiers to take off their quivers and carry them behind their backs, these were important strategic materials, and they were also what Zhang Fan's army urgently needed.

From the approach to the end of the battle, it seemed to be just a blink of an eye, and when the Yellow Turban Army arrived behind, it was already over, and the ground was stained red with blood, and the officers and soldiers who stood proudly on the spot were also dyed red, all of whom were soaked in blood, and all of them became bloody.

The scene is extremely quiet, extremely quiet......

The Yellow Turban sergeants hesitated, they did not dare to step forward, they doubted whether they could resist the anger of the other party when they went up, and the archers lying down at the bottom were proof that the opponent had more strength than one qiē!

Suddenly, the Yellow Turban Army collectively took a step back, and the sound of gasping cold air sounded from the army, because they saw a war horse coming from the depths of the bloody battlefield, blood dripping down from the shiny spear, and the faint sneer had a pride that ignored Yiqiē, he slowly walked forward, and waved his spear lightly.

Just one wave! Thousands of officers and soldiers who were soaked in blood raised their heads at the same time, revealing bright red eyes!

The battlefield was silent again, the Yellow Turban Army was afraid, the sneer on Zhao Yun's face was even stronger, and the spear pointed forward: "Kill!" ”

"Kill!"

Almost without the slightest hesitation or pause, the officers and soldiers let out an earth-shattering roar at the same time, the blades in their hands reversed, and they quickly sprinted under their feet, charging towards the Yellow Turban Army!

The Yellow Turban Army here had 20,000 horses, and the officers and soldiers were now only more than 7,000 men, so they actually attacked first, which was unimaginable in their previous lives.

A white shadow is always flickering in front of them, vertical and horizontal, that is the source of their courage, is the target they follow, he is in front, then he must rush, kill, and explode!

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

Crazy, everybody's crazy! The meaning of life is shown at this moment, the anger is burning at this moment, and there has never been a moment when the officers and soldiers feel that their lives are so meaningful and powerful!

"Fight! Let's fight! Die for Lao Tzu! ”

The two armies came into contact in an instant and launched the most tragic attack, the Yellow Turban Army occupied a numerical advantage and surrounded from all directions, trying to surround this crazy army, but Zhao Yun only recognized one point, attacked against attack, and fought the world with iron-blooded means!

The officers and soldiers followed closely behind Zhao Yun, they did not stop for a moment, although from time to time there would be comrades killed, but they were still not afraid, everyone gathered into a one, turned into a bloody torrent, followed Zhao Yun galloping and fighting, they walked through the dense Yellow Turban camp, and in an instant they had turned around twice, leaving countless corpses on the road, both the enemy and their own, this is war!

Killing has become the main theme at the moment, and it has become the only color between heaven and earth, the officers and soldiers only care about slashing and killing, and they don't care where they are, the white figure in front of them is still shining, and this is enough.

Both sides are frantically attrition, but the death speed of the Yellow Turban Army is undoubtedly faster, and it is increasing at an incomparably terrifying speed, Zhao Yun's tactics have his uniqueness, he sees the Yellow Turban Army as a pool of clear water, and he is a dragon in the water, swimming around, churning, endless splashes are swallowed and splashed out by him, the pool of water is rapidly decreasing, and it will dry up immediately at this speed!

This is extremely difficult, because he will always see the Yellow Turban soldiers in front of him blocking the way, if the front row of generals is not strong enough, or the rear soldiers cannot keep up, then the whole army will have difficulty moving forward, and will be left in the Yellow Turban Army forever.

Whether it is the dragon taking water, or the flooding of the world, it depends on whether the spearhead is sharp enough for a moment, and whether it can break a qiē resistance?

And now it is Zhao Yun who acts as the tip of the spear, he is one of the strongest generals in the world, and he is naturally invincible, and now it is up to him whether the officers and soldiers can keep up with his footsteps!

At this point, the officers and soldiers did a good job, Zhao Yun's leading role as a general played an extremely good role, and all the soldiers fought with their lives and refused to lag behind.

Unconsciously, the ranks of officers and soldiers have shrunk a lot, and the rest are all wounded, all of them blood red, and the Yellow Turban Army in front of them suddenly disappeared, and when I look back, I ......

Corpses on the ground!