A Weird Theater That Started In London

Most of the Yellow Turban soldiers in ambush on the south bank of Wenshui were armed with spears, about 500 in number, and there were also bowmen, about 300 men.

It was divided into three parts, the largest of which was killed by flying sergeant Lu Bu, almost out of form.

However, Lu Li led the song alone, used himself as an arrow to form a front-line formation, and rushed in first to fight.

Seeing that the two masters were so brave, all of them sacrificed their lives and fought **** battles, with their hands up and down, their heads soaring into the sky one after another.

As time went by, the blades of the refining ring's first knife were rolled up.

And the Yellow Turban thief seemed to have lost his reason by killing, the robe in front was newly dead, and the successor filled in again, so back and forth, as if endless.

At first, Lu Li didn't care, but gradually, he realized something was wrong.

Although he hadn't awakened the soul of war, so did Lu Bu, but the two of them can still kill people like a dog. After such a long time, let alone ruining a thousand souls, 800 people will have them.

"Exit!"

Suddenly, an illusory voice came.

Left and right, up and down, front and back, as if coming from all directions, it is difficult to distinguish between reality and reality.

Bang! Bang bang!

The muffled sound was endless, and arrows struck from the darkness.

The end of the cluster protrudes three wings and gathers into a sharp peak.

Three stone crossbow!

Lu Li danced the iron halberd in his hand to block the tide of dark arrows, while watching carefully.

This bow has a limited range, only two hundred steps, and can become extremely powerful under the control of an unknown person, piercing the shield with several crossbows in succession.

The sharp guards who were in the front position all started to get injured.

One person, his hand was nailed to the shield, blood flowed down his forearm;

One person was shot on his shoulder blade, but fortunately he was wearing a profound armor, and the arrow didn't penetrate deep into the flesh.

However, there was also a Qingqi who had not carried a buckler. He was shot during a galloping horse. The whole person was staggered backwards by the crossbow, and he fell off the horse. If he hadn't been physically strong, he would have died long ago.

"Line up, hold your ground!"

Seeing that Lu Bu was still playing cat and mouse games and had no time to direct the battle, Lu Li didn't hesitate to give orders.

When the words fell, the reins pulled, and the black mane horse speed increased again, leaving countless afterimages in the air.

Sorcery?

Or, Taiping Taoism.

Lu Li stood up the iron horse halberd and rushed into the dark churning front.

"It should be, only this method corresponds to the scene in front of you."

While whispering, a yellow turban soldier slapped his horse and rushed up, Lu Li raised his halberd, drawing a cold light.

Self-defeating...

He shifted his gaze slightly down, and stopped there.

I saw that the incoming enemy was curled up on the ground, his face was bloodstained, and his eyes were full of panic. While shouting [Li Me Huang Tian], shaking his hands and holding up a section of intestines scattered on the ground.

"The sky is dead... the great virtuous teacher protects..."

With a whisper, the young man with a beard at the corner of his mouth and still with fine hairs seemed to have borrowed strength from Huang Tian, ​​grabbing his intestines and stuffing them into his belly with the dirt and ice dipped in it.

After a long battle, the self-proclaimed stone-hearted Lu Li saw his eyelids jump, and was distracted for an instant, so he immediately stabilized his emotions, pulled out the saber around his waist, and waved it hard to free him.

The blood splashed into the air and spilled all over the floor.

"Murder, Taiyuan Lu Mengming!"

Since the enemy's military ambush here first, it means that the first opportunity for this trip has been missed.

What's more, the situation is so strange now, he must find out the reason as soon as possible and kill it——

From crossing the river to the present, one of the thousand wolf riders has not died, but is injured. If left alone, I am afraid that their morale will start to decline before they reach Wenshui City.

An ambush force with less than a thousand people is so difficult to deal with, it shouldn't be!

At the beginning, he realized the battle spirit for the first time and went northward with the two names. After a little effort, he captured the enemy generals alive, and wiped them out without letting one go.

Not only that, there are no generals in this force...

Alone plunged into the darkness, Lu Li was never timid. He looked around, his gaze flicked from one thief after another until he saw a touch of yellow.

"Lightning and thunder, another day and another!"

"The ghost is open, and the peaks are turning!"

I saw the Taoist holding a small streamer and shouting, strange winds were everywhere, and the snow and dust on the ground were dancing all over the sky, and there was also the sound of thunder. Where did the horse see the sight?

They raised their four hooves one after another, instinctively wanting to leave, while the wolf-riding sharps riding on their backs hurriedly controlled the reins, and kept hissing in their ears to calm the mounts, but even so, they continued to retreat. but.

Horseshoes are in a hurry!

Lu Li turned his horse's head, regardless of the yellow turban warrior standing in front of him, rushed directly to the Taoist holding flag.

At almost the same time, dozens of strong swords wrapped in yellow turbans held high, like a short arrow, stab Lu Li.

"It looks quite bluffing, die for the Lord!"

"If you go against the sky, you will be condemned by the heavens!"

"die!"

"Huang Tian... can't help me..."

With a wailing, the wind and thunder stopped, and the gray mist covering the line of sight gradually dispersed.

At this time, Lu Bu, who was constantly harvesting the lives of the enemy forces, suddenly raised his head and looked at the area where Lu Li was.

The sights intersect.

Lu Li's back was immediately chilled, like falling into an ice cellar. He had planned to arrive at Wenshui City, and the battle spirit who was confronting the main force of the Yellow Turban army awakened actively, because he had sensed a fatal threat.

However, after seeing the peeping person clearly, Lu Bu's fierce eyes changed immediately, "I'm still distracted on the battlefield, are you afraid of capsize in the gutter?"

"There is a brother, some stupid thieves can't turn the sky."

Subconsciously, Lu Li complimented, no, complimented Lu Bu in a realistic manner.

It's so fierce.

During the whole process, without using the battle spirit, relying solely on his own experience and strength, he killed...

I saw that within 100 meters of Lü Bu's whole body ~www.NovelMTL.com~ there were fragments of limbs and human-shaped flesh and blood smeared on the frozen soil.

He couldn't bear to stare at him, and he couldn't count how many people he killed. It could only be described by the phrase "being killed without count".

...

Under Wenshui city, the killing sound shook the sky.

The stone bullet flew into the air and fell into the crowd.

The main force of the Han army is 80,000, and the main force of the Yellow Turban army is known as 350,000. There is no water in it. The actual number of people adds up to 400,000!

Today, Qi Qi gathers in the wilderness outside the city. The darkness is so heavy that you can’t see it at all. It is difficult for even a warrior with amazing eyesight to do it, especially in the place where the front army confronts, and there are only a few steps between the soldiers and the soldiers. After ten steps, the surging of people and horses is like a sea tide!

The blue-robed Taoist stood at the head of the city, looked down, and saw the chaos under the west wall, a big flag like an arrow, rushing in front, leading a steel horse to rush from left to right, as if entering an uninhabited state.

The surrounding yellow turban sergeants had no tactics for a long time, holding all kinds of weapons, just besieging them from a few sides.