Chapter 132: Kamui

In the past, Lu Zhi's army was defeated, and Dong Zhuo replaced Lu Zhi and attacked Zhang Jiao, but he was also defeated. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Unlike Liu Bei, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei in history, who rescued Dong Zhuo who was defeated, this time, the great virtuous teacher got the proposal of his junior brother Lu Yun, and took a slightly heavier shot, so he detained Dong Zhuo in front of him.

Of course, the great sage and good teacher did not kill Dong Zhuo.

He planted a talisman on Dong Zhuo's body and said something at the same time.

Dong Zhuo had to listen to the orders of the great sage and good teacher.

Otherwise, the consequences are difficult to predict......

This time, the Han Dynasty led an army of 200,000 troops with the great general He Jin to start a decisive battle with the Yellow Turban, and Dong Zhuo followed the general He Jin in front of him.

At the moment when the Han army launched a general attack, he violently attacked and killed He Jin, the commander of the 200,000 army!

On this battlefield, the most important people of the Han Dynasty, even those who might cause fundamental changes to the situation of the war, died worthless.

Exceeded all expectations.

It is beyond everyone's awareness of prevention.

Because from a certain point of view, it is impossible for Dong Zhuo to kill the general!

From a certain point of view, Dong Zhuo was promoted by the general He Jin.

Once He Jin is killed, Dong Zhuo will be infamous for treachery, and he will not be treated anywhere.

But he killed it anyway.

He had no choice!

The first knife was the most sudden and difficult to prevent, and Dong Zhuo successfully killed He Jin.

He didn't stop.

Now that you've started doing it, let's do it harder!

His next knife slashed at the white-faced man who was also stranded in the Han camp.

I heard that this person's name is Liu Bei, who is a descendant of the Han royal family after King Jing of Zhongshan.

That's even more valuable!

Kill him, and the great sage and good teacher will be even happier!

Dong Zhuo's scimitar is fast.

He has been guarding the bitter cold land of the border pass for decades, if he doesn't have a skill, how can he suppress the fierce generals of Xiliang, and how can he suppress the evil people in the border pass?

His martial arts are actually very high.

And his knife was even more unexpected.

With a slash, he was very sure that this guy named Liu Bei would definitely die under his knife.

It's just that, I don't know why, the lightning-fast knife didn't fall on the top of Liu Bei's head, and the big knife that originally slashed over Liu Bei's head had already deviated from the direction in an instant and slashed on Liu Bei's arm!

One of Liu Bei's arms flew out in an instant.

At this moment, Liu Bei's face suddenly turned pale.

One of his arms was gone!

Even, he hasn't figured out what's going on yet!

But the ensuing life-and-death crisis has forced him to stop thinking about anything else, and endure the pain and pull out the sword in his hand to prevent the madman on the side from killing again!

At the same time, the entire Dahan camp was finally alarmed.

One by one, the big Han soldiers who stayed behind, watching their generals being hacked to death with a knife like this, their eyes welled up with extremely strong fear, as well as countless grief.

"General!"

A Han general looked at the general's head rolling to the ground, his face was pale, his eyes were full of horror, as if he was frightened, and kept shouting, wanting to call his general alive.

If the general can't come back to life, then he will inevitably die, and today's countless Han soldiers will become a puddle of flesh and blood in the near future.

......

Although he cut off one of Liu Bei's arms, Dong Zhuo was not satisfied. In his heart, the doubts deepened.

With this knife, he can hack the white-faced man in front of him to death!

but not hacked to death.

He couldn't figure out why.

He simply didn't think about it anymore.

If he can't die with one sword, he will cut twice,

Two slashes can't kill, he slashes three.

He slashed three times.

Every time it seems that Liu Bei is about to be killed by the knife, there is always an irresistible force, crooked Dong Zhuo's big knife, and stopped him from killing the killer!

Dong Zhuo was a little confused in his heart, and even more infinitely angry, but he didn't make a move anymore.

The soldiers of the Great Han had already reacted, and he had to leave.

Three thousand Xiliang iron cavalry followed him out of a bloody road, and along the direction of the Han army's charge, they killed the Han army that had already charged.

The Han military camp and the front line were suddenly in chaos.

At this time, the Yellow Turban launched a counterattack and attacked the Han army with Xiliang Tie's belly and back.

......

Dong Zhuo didn't kill Liu Bei, Dong Zhuo didn't understand.

However, the great sages and good teachers understood.

"I see!"

At a certain moment, in the middle of the Yellow Turban Army, the great sage and good teacher Zhang Jiao's eyes burst with divine light, and his eyes were wide open, and he suddenly showed an expression of sudden realization, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

If it is said that all people in this world are created equal, the great sage and good teacher Zhang Jiao does not believe it very much.

People are born with innate inequality.

Some people are naturally lucky, while others are as lucky as hair.

There are always some people who are born with the luck of heaven and earth, and they are people with great luck.

And the most powerful luck is the child of destiny.

Of course, in this world, there are three people who are born with the greatest luck.

Cao, Liu, Sun.

They are the children of destiny, the sons of heaven.

Or, the Son of Heaven.

The son of destiny, the son of heaven, is lucky, often turns evil into good fortune, but it is not unexpected that he cannot be killed.

It's just that it's harder to kill.

For example, Dong Zhuo cut off one of Liu Bei's arms!

This time, Zhang Jiao intends to kill.

He wanted to kill the Child of Destiny.

So, he prepared to unblock his combat power.

The nine-section staff in Zhang Jiao's hand hit the ground heavily for the first time.

The vast ground seemed to be unable to bear the weight of the nine-knotted scepter, or rather, unable to withstand the strength of Zhang Jiao's own strength, and trembled violently.

Immediately, the world was turned upside down.

The earth began to crack.

It seemed that there was a violent plate movement underground, and every moment, countless huge cracks were struck, like a hideous monster, opening its bloody mouth and constantly devouring the soldiers of the Han army.

For a while, I don't know how many soldiers fell into the ravine, and fell to pieces.

The attack of the Han army, at this moment, was directly stopped.

was forcibly stopped by a blow from the great sage and mentor Zhang Jiao.

They looked at the apocalyptic landscape, speechless in horror, where did they still have the courage to attack.

Even the fourth and third dukes, such as Yuan Shao and Yuan Benchu, also gathered their sergeants and did not dare to take a step beyond Lei Chi.

As for the other sergeants, it is already rare to be able to stand firm.

However, what they experienced was only a blow from the great sages.

Then, other attacks followed.

A terrifying aura erupted from the body of the Great Sage and Mentor, heading straight to the sky.

The sky in early spring was originally extremely clear, but suddenly countless black clouds suddenly appeared, instantly enveloping the entire battlefield, and the sky suddenly became extremely dim.

The cold wind blew in the mountains and forests, and the trees and trees swayed, and everyone was unsteady on their feet.

High in the sky, countless lightning bolts were generated among the black clouds like golden threads, and then fell, bursting into countless dull thunderclaps.

There was a loud bang, and a series of muffled thunder fell from the depths of the black clouds, smashing into the people of great luck.

Another rainstorm fell, and the rain poured down, and the soldiers of the Han Dynasty were so cold that they couldn't even stand.

Their combat power is gone......

"That's what it is...... Great sages and good teachers!"

In a talisman car in the distance, Lu Yun sighed with emotion.

Behind him, there were 30,000 Youzhou iron horses, black and overwhelming.