Imperial Power Of Han Dynasty

kill!

Two thousand sharp soldiers are selected in Changshe City, and the generals are generally in the center of command. Unlike Sun Duo, he is a rusher, so naturally he must take the lead and rush to the forefront.

Sun Duopi is firm and sharp, the axe in his hand sinks vigorously, and there are dozens of armored men beside him, each body is wrapped in iron armor, he only knows that he mechanically swings the battle axe to cover all obstacles in front of him. Chop up.

With these dozens of soldiers in the middle to open the way, two thousand sharp soldiers can be said to be morale, and from behind the Yellow Turban thief, it can be described as cutting melons and vegetables for a while.

The first to bear the brunt was the remnant of Huang Shao, who had just fought a fierce battle with the Licheng Army, but was suddenly killed by the two thousand Northern Army in Changshe City, which suddenly seemed to be defeated.

But at the moment when Huang Shao's remnant army was about to be defeated, he suddenly turned over a thousand soldiers and horses from the right side. Without a word, he was inserted into the two thousand Northern Army. Five big and three thick, strong and strong, the equipment is no less than the official army.

More than a thousand soldiers and horses cut into the two thousand Northern Army in an instant, completed the interleaving in an instant, and cut the Northern Army into two. Sun Duo didn't know yet, he only knew that he kept burying his head and rushing to kill, he was suddenly dragged from behind, turned around with red eyes, and almost hit him with an axe.

"Sima, it's me!"

The axe blade stopped on the forehead of the soldier, and Sun Duo took a rough breath and then got rid of his hand: "What are you doing holding me?"

"The Yellow Turban thief came from behind."

Sun Duo opened his eyes and saw that more than a thousand Yellow Turban thieves cut his subordinates into two sections, and he couldn't help being furious.

"Kill back!"

Nearly a thousand northern troops rushing forward turned around and killed them, and these more than a thousand sharp sharp, it was the commander-in-chief of Boqun who cut off the northern army. The handsome soldiers trained by Bocai's painstaking efforts are fully equipped with elite officers and soldiers. Combat effectiveness.

Sun Duo’s Northern Army was entangled with the elite soldiers of the Shuai Camp, and they were so inextricably killed for a while that the formation was completely disorganized. The two horses and soldiers faced each other, and they would catch and kill each other. It would be good if the elite battalion soldiers retreated.

when!

The sharp edge of the big axe in Sun Duo's hand fought against the ring-headed knife of the wave group, and the sound of gold and iron cried out. The blade and the axe slowly rubbed against each other. The heat sprayed onto the other's face, the two faces were almost stuck together, and the tip of the nose was only the slightest distance.

"Thief, someone must behead your dog today!"

"Huh! I don't know who killed who today."

Sun Duo's sergeant was entangled by the elite soldiers of the commanding battalion, and he couldn't be distracted at all.

But Liu Ye heard the sound of war drums on the top of the city. Without a word, he led his troops in. More than 600 cavalry took the lead to clear the way, and the more than 400 foot soldiers in the ban were behind the palace.

Bo Cai sneered when seeing the Licheng Army going away from a distance.

"It is said that this commander will order! The one who captured Liu Ye, was named a small commander, commanded 10,000 troops, and rewarded the four Meiji!"

Under the so-called great reward, there must be a brave man, and tens of thousands of Yellow Turban thieves immediately became excited when they heard Bo Cai's command. As long as you catch Liu Ye, you can be named Xiaoshuai. That's a step up! Back then, when King Xiang died in battle, didn't some of the Han soldiers' pawns be made marquees like this?

Tens of thousands of Yellow Turban thieves were besieged towards the Licheng Army, and there was simply a sea of ​​people around them, and there was no place to stand.

Rao was Liu Ye, a fierce general who spurred left and right, stabbed everybody, and killed dozens of people at once, but he couldn't move forward. Because just killed a yellow turban thief, two people immediately rushed forward. The number of Yellow Turban thieves in front of them has not decreased but increased.

Liu Ye frowned and jumped out of his horse. He was vulnerable to besieged from all sides when he sat down. Once he got off his horse and fought, he felt a lot easier.

Moreover, when practicing Chinese martial arts and competing with others, two martial arts masters can never ride a horse and carry a spear. They must stand on the flat ground, fighting each other with their fists and feet. Therefore, after Liu Ye got off the horse, the power of spearmanship increased greatly.

Sweep thousands of troops, drunk lying on the battlefield, the overlord lifts the tripod...

The powerful tricks among the eight great guns were displayed one by one. Liu Ye shook the spear in his hand and was covered in blood. One of the Yellow Turban thief came up and died. Liu Ye went all the way forward, and the Yellow Turban thief fell to the ground everywhere behind him. The corpse is really a **** road.

The black face of a yellow turban thief in front of him was long, holding a ring sword, and possessing a bit of courage. Seeing Liu Ye sweating profusely, panting slightly, he couldn't help but feel happy.

My chance to be promoted to make a fortune is here!

The black face Tun Chang looked at the timing, holding the sword in both hands, and leaped into the air forcefully, the blade in his hand fell heavily, just when Liu Ye's old power was exhausted and the new power was not yet born.

The roots of the cold hairs on the neck stood up, and a sense of crisis emerged spontaneously. Liu Ye didn't even think about it, and he put his hands behind his back without turning his head.

This long stick was a hard jujube. It was soaked in blood and cut off by the blade volley. It was instantly broken into two pieces, but it also blocked the momentum of the blade's falling.

Liu Ye whizzed around, his eyes widened and his hands raised.

"Hi!"

His palms were raised high, and he clamped the ring head knife that was smashed in front of him. With a clever effort in his hand, the ring head knife was already in his hand, and the long knife stretched out and pulled it horizontally, pulling out the long chest. There was a gap, the muscles rolled out, and it was estimated that he could no longer live.

"He doesn't have a long stretch anymore, everyone is sitting side by side!"

"Hey, this handsome, I have decided, don't want to compete with me!"

"What are you going to do, Xiaoshuai is almost the same."

The surrounding Yellow Turban thieves saw Liu Ye's hand being chopped off. They were overjoyed and swarmed up again. There were dazzling long-sword soldiers in all directions, shining with the cold light in the sun, which was like a sword forest.

Liu Ye didn't panic. Instead, he squatted down and grabbed a ring-head knife from the dead corpse, holding one in each hand.

As the saying goes, Yitong Baiyitong, this is a description of martial arts masters, don't look at Liu Ye's careful study of martial arts and marksmanship throughout his life, but other swordsmen also understand a little bit. He held the double knives and squatted down to slash the knives in all directions. The surrounding Yellow Turban thieves were suddenly pulled out a big hole in the legs and fell to the ground.

With the two swords in hand, Liu Ye was still brave, but even though he had killed a lot of Yellow Turban thieves, the Licheng Army actually stayed on the spot, and in a moment they only advanced more than two hundred steps.

Changshe City is still more than a mile away from Liu Ye's subordinates, but this mile and more seems to have become an insurmountable chasm, which can never be crossed in the immediate vicinity.

The number of Yellow Turban thieves is really too many, there are too many to count, and everything that comes into view is yellow, forcibly blocking the more than a thousand Licheng army in the center.