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There was a stench on the battlefield, and as the new wind blew into Wenshui City, many people hiding at home couldn't help but retching.

This smell is not only bloody, but also contains the stench of excrement and urine, but it is no stranger to people who have been fighting for a long time. People die more, that's it, especially after fullness, post-mortem incontinence will be more serious.

"There is a murderous look on the west side, and the two generals Lu and Lu are in danger."

Above the city, a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe raised his head and glanced at the sky.

Ding Yuan ignored him. He was old, but his eyesight had not diminished. Even if he couldn't see the specific situation, he could still clearly see the smoke and dust rising there.

In this formation, I am afraid that there are tens of thousands of horses galloping!

I saw that the black and heavy cavalry was gradually eroding the open space on the west side...

"No wonder we can win so easily. It turns out that Guo Tai, an old thief, quietly withdrew the elite and turned to the flank."

Ding Yuan stretched his brows and said with a smile: "I don't know what Meng Ming and Fengxian did to make Old Thief Guo mess up the rules. I would rather look for their bad luck regardless of the frontal battlefield."

Looking at his expression, it seemed that he was not worried about the safety of his subordinates. Therefore, the middle-aged counselor couldn't help but reminded: "The lord, the flanks are thin. Originally it was only 20,000 troops. Now that the fight has come down, I am afraid that he will be half killed in battle. ."

"Thousands of veterans are nothing but a worry."

Ding Yuan shook his head and stroked his beard again and smiled: "It is worthwhile to have the courage to advance, and there is also Meng Ming from the side, so what can Huang Tian borrow from the old thief Wanqi?"

When the words fell, he turned around, smiled slightly, and said to the many counselors behind him: "You don't need to bother about the battle, and the most important thing is to search for the remnants of the peaceful path."

As the saying goes, there is a specialization in the arts, and the methods of Taiping Dao are indeed mysterious, but they are also branches of the arts.

Compared with Guo Tai and other military generals, Ding Yuan is more worried about the Taoists, who are good at deceiving people's hearts and proficient in all kinds of mysterious methods. As long as there is enough time, they can launch the mob to have another Yellow Turban uprising.

"promise!"

The counsellors all raised their hands together, and then turned into phantoms and disappeared above the tower.

at the same time.

On the west side of the battlefield, far away from the city, the two waiting people stopped talking, and the Yellow Turban reinforcements arrived late.

Boom! Boom!

First, the drums sounded, and then the vigorous horn sounded through the wilderness. Lu Liduan sat on horseback, looking forward, no more, no more, just three cavalry phalanxes, plus seven infantry phalanxes, now slowly Move forward!

Among them, a veteran with white sideburns was the most conspicuous. He was riding a red-colored horse of thousands of miles. Behind him stood four strong men who were guarding big yellow bows. All of them had muscular knots, so they didn’t need to be transformed. Than giants.

In addition, there is also a general leader in front of each phalanx, and looking at his demeanor and mount, I am afraid they are all those who understand the soul of war.

"Unexpectedly, there are other elites in the Yellow Turban Army. If the same number of people is used to fight against it, even the Wolf Cavalry is not an opponent."

After that, Lu Li planted the battle flags captured from Han Siem and Yang Feng on the ground and drew his long sword.

Lu Bu leaned on Fang Tian's painting of a halberd, his expression still calm, and commented: "The Yellow Turban thief can sweep the world and naturally has a lot of ability. I didn't expect that even the supervising team would have it."

"But there are not enough people."

I saw that behind each phalanx was an elite with a knife and axe on their shoulders. They did not pay attention to Lu Li and Lu Bu standing in front of the road. A soldier who flees without authorization.

"Meng Ming, it's better to hand over to me the ten generals and their subordinates."

At this time, Lu Bu mentioned Fang Tian's painting of a halberd, as if he had lifted the seal, his smile converged at this moment, and the lingzi on the purple gold crown with trident hair was dragged by a strange arrogance, and the armor began to flash red.

In an instant, a strong killing and cutting aura drifted between heaven and earth.

Lu Li was stunned, and said in his heart: Then what should I do, do I have to stand by and watch like a salted fish?

As for whether Lü Bu's remarks are boasting, or whether they will fall into the army, he is not worried at all.

Are you kidding me?

Three miles away, a flying halberd smashed two yellow turban fighters, causing one death and one injury.

In fact, there has always been a speculation in Lu Ziqi: Lü Bu may not have done his best yet, maybe only when the three brothers Liu, Guan and Zhang come out in Hulao Pass, will he burst out with shocking combat power.

However, these are not the key, the most important thing is to make a profit!

At this moment, in addition to the Taipingdao Master, the Yellow Turbans are all outstanding. It would be a shame to watch Lu Bu perform alone if he didn't participate in it.

Perhaps he noticed that Lu Ci had doubts, Lu Bu laughed and said, "Don't say brother, I don't take care of you. Can you get the first job of killing the thief chief?"

Hearing that, Lu Li felt dry and dry, and the expression in Guo Tai's eyes changed instantly, as if he was staring at a prey.

"Have!"

This is a great kindness, Lu Bu contained all the enemy forces and created opportunities for himself to kill alone.

Looking at the world, who can get this treatment?

If others know, they will be envious to death.

Frankly speaking, if he didn't know that Lu Bu was not a person who likes to joke, Lu Li would have suspected that he was lying to himself and had a good time.

Ding Qinyu, the lord's daughter.

Probably because of her.

In the eyes of the senior generals of the Bingzhou Army, after this battle, Ding Gong will have an extra son-in-law. Therefore, everyone is willing to give favors, not to mention that Lu Bu is Ding Gongyi's son, and in the future, he will be his own family.

But this soft meal, Lu Li did not resist, but felt very fragrant. It was Guo Tai's head. This person was not only the leader of the Yellow Turban Army in Bingzhou, but also the first time he stood up after Zhang Jiao was defeated and killed. The flag bearer—

The incident of gathering people to rebel in Baibo, Xihe County, spread to the world, and various ministries responded. In a sense, Guo Tai can be called the second corner.

In other words.

As long as he can cut off this guy's head, plus the previously beheaded King Guli, even if he doesn't go to Hulao Pass or participate in any major events, Lu Li dare to let go of his words:

This trip to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty was not weaker than others.

At this moment, the roar of horseshoes from the front became clear, and several iron knights had appeared hundreds of steps away.

The dazzling swords and guns, in a neat and uniform pace.

Lu Bu's eyes were contemptuous, it seemed that something was brewing, and the assured Lu Li was even more airy, behaving somewhat frivolously, no, he should be calm.

He returned the long sword to its sheath, and once again raised the general flag on the ground. As Yang Feng was killed by Fang Tian's halberd on the spot, the wolf rider cut off his head, and he is now hanging on the top of the flag. , Accompanied by a helmet,

Owned by Han Siam.

not far away.

The guards gathered next to Guo Tai's eyes were splitting, and they couldn't help but gather the reins, wanting to shoot the horse and regain the flag.

"Compared with four years ago, the Binzhou Army has become stronger and stronger. I am afraid Ding Yuan himself did not expect that so many heroes would emerge under his command."

Looking at Lu Li, who was constantly waving his flag and provoking his words, Guo Tai uncharacteristically exaggerated.

"Shi is also fate, isn't that person Lu Bu? I heard that this person is unparalleled in the world, and I thought he was exaggerated, but now after the two battles, the old man has distracted and looked down upon the hero."

Hearing the master's praise of the enemy general, the guards loosened the reins one after another, hanging their heads silent.

If it were before, someone would definitely be dissatisfied and ask for a fight, but now...

Hu Cai asked for a fight and tried to kill the enemy coach, but was cut off by a flying cavalry, barely holding on for two rounds.

Han Xian asked for a battle and tricked the enemy general to go deep alone and attacked with poisoned weapons. Nowadays, life and death are unknown. The only thing left is hanging on the battle flag, which has become a tool for the enemy general to praise the force.

General Yang Feng, who was supposed to go to the west to block the enemy and fight for a moment, was frightened and fled. He came to fight with Han Xian to get rid of his guilt. As for the result... his head was hanging high.

Lu Li, heroic is extraordinary.

Lu Bu is unparalleled in the world.

After nearly a day of fierce fighting, almost sleepless, no one in the Yellow Turban army knew them two, and labelled them not to be provoked.

"The old man was greatly favored by the great virtuous and good teacher, and originally wanted to be a useful person and set me up as a yellow sky."

"But because of the misjudgment of the war, the good situation was ruined, and all the guilt lies with the old man."

The encounter between the two armies was supposed to be murderous, life and death, but the result was somewhat unexpected.

Lu Li and Lv Bu stayed there in silence, as if waiting for the dying man to confess his last words, but Guo Tai, who had previously sworn revenge, was instantly old, like an old farmer in the country, talking about self-blame.

At this time, Guo Tai said more serious, and his tone became more and more high: "After the yellow sky is overturned, where is the life of the common people? The old man is convinced that only me with a yellow turban can change this troubled world, but the time has not come."

"Or, the important task of saving the common people from water and fire, and pacifying the world in troubled times, must be done by brothers in other states."

All the soldiers present have witnessed the demeanor of a great wise teacher and regarded him as a god. He said: The heaven is dead, and the yellow sky should stand, then it must be true.

Precisely because of this, the first two words of Guru Guo Tai did not shake them. In fact, they had long been aspiring to life and death, and the last two words from the bottom of the heart even boosted their morale.

"Huang Tian is here, blessing Wanmin!"

"Huang Tian's magic power, Ten Thousand Armies can be destroyed!"

With a loud whistle, thick yellow smoke rose up over the ten square formations, covering the sky and the sun.

Upon seeing this, Lu Chengcheng suddenly felt a sudden.

Frankly speaking, although he has Lü Bu as his backing, he has not yet expanded to the point of ignoring everything. Now, there is a strong intuition in his heart: stay away from here, otherwise he will be doomed.

At this time, Ding Yuan stopped stroking his beard at the head of the city, and glanced to his side. The big bun, a symbol of military power and identity, fluttered in the wind, but no vision manifested.

You know, this thing is made of pure color yak tail, and it is approved by the court and is worshipped by the army. It can break the law and suppress all the weird methods. Now it has become useless at all. There must be a strange...

At this point, Ding Yuan could not help but panic with confidence. Both the righteous son and son-in-law were on the flanks, and there were no soldiers around. What if there was a risk of life?

It just so happened that Zhang Liaoyue, who had settled the military affairs, went up to the head of the city. Seeing Ding Yuan's brows frowned, he calmly and comforted him: "Lord, don't worry, there must be no mistakes."

"Don't worry, let them tinker, and I will break it alone."

At almost the same time, Lu Bu was also dispelling Lu Li's doubts.

Seeing his well-established appearance, and thinking about the reputation of Wen Hou in the future, Lu Li swallowed back when he reached his lips, and kept reminding himself: You are by Lu Bu's side. What can you worry about? how? Never persuade people to look down upon.

Finally, under the gaze of the two, Guo Tai walked out of the phalanx solo.

It stands to reason that this trip should kill the enemy by surprise. It should be vigorous and vigorous, not trumpeting and trumpeting, but in order to increase its momentum, this yellow turban elite beats drums and trumpets along the way.

"Is this patrolling?"

"Well, UU read www.uukanshu.com for the last time, let him go."

The two still did not stop, like a charity battle in the Spring and Autumn Period, paying attention to "faith" and "righteousness"—

Before starting a war, you must wait for the enemy's tanks to be lined up, set up, and greeted.

At this time, old coach Guo Tai galloped through the ten phalanxes alone.

Facing the cold gust of wind, he felt his brain sober and his perception was also extremely keen:

The tense muscles of the war horse, the sound of the horse's hoof full of power, the bright eyes of the crowd...

"The stars are shining, it's not like a day of light, since then, we are the sun in the sky."

Every time he passed, he would repeat this sentence.

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