A Weird Theater That Started In London

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The enemy is far away and new arrivals, the ranks are undecided, and can be attacked;

The sergeant can be attacked;

Horrible and frightening.

At this moment, Qu Shuai Guo Tai left the Chinese Army alone, galloping among the ranks, boosting morale. Although the effect is outstanding, if he is attacked at this time, it will inevitably cause turmoil.

In other words.

Lu Li and Lv Bu can do it by themselves, and they can both achieve amazing powers——

This is called plundering the battlefield and showing courage, which can inspire one's fighting spirit and morale.

But, how can there be any soldiers behind them to inspire?

This match is one enemy ten thousand.

Lu Bu singled out ten elite yellow turbans, while Lu Li took the opportunity to fight the old man Guo Tai one-on-one.

"According to the order, I am the only one who Huangtian."

"According to the order, I am the only one who Huangtian."

The expressions of each enemy are different, some roaring, wishing to rush up right now, some raised their spears and waved upwards, some turned their heads to their sides, just to look at the master.

However, in Lu Li's eyes, these expressions were far less shocking than the yellow scarf they put on their foreheads.

Hundreds or thousands of yellow scarfs were gathered in one place, neatly arranged, even if they were only narrow, they were as magnificent as the ocean.

The soldiers killed before were completely different. Some of them tied the yellow scarves to their arms and some tied them around their waists. Only the ten square formations on the opposite side were truly unified.

"Xing, the people suffer; death, the people suffer."

With that, Lu Li shook his head.

Most of the Yellow Turban Army were bandits and peasants. Therefore, their discipline was lax. Although they fought fiercely, they committed adultery and looting and committed all kinds of crimes, which had already violated the original intent of the uprising.

The yellow turban army on the other side is different. These people have firm beliefs, otherwise they would not shout the slogan "Save the common people from water and fire, and calm the world in troubled times" and shed blood for it.

On the side, Lu Bu was riding on a horse, watching the yellow turban soldiers who were far and near. Hearing his own voice, Hengji said in a deep voice: "Meng Ming, Your Majesty is only temporarily blinded by greed. If I have a chance, I will take it. Soldiers enter Luoyang, punish the ten permanent attendants, and return the first one in the world."

Even though the emperor was faint, he couldn't say it, or many people would not believe it.

"A certain knowledge, the price of the king, and the worry of the king."

The sympathy was only for a moment, and Lu Li quickly pressed distracting thoughts, because he knew very clearly what his position was.

At the same time, Qu Shuai Guo Tai also returned to the Chinese Army, staring ahead.

Without waiting for him to speak, a general next to him asked for a fight: "Master, the final general Li Ming is willing to fight for Huang Tian."

Those who are to the teacher, the ambition to fight, first make the land of courage to attack the enemy, and watch the enemy for its might.

Fighting in front of the battlefield is a tradition left over from the Spring and Autumn Period and Warring States Period. It cannot be easily discarded. What's more, the previous actions of Lu Bu and Lu Li really created an atmosphere of righteous warfare.

At this time, Lu Bu had urged him to come to the front of the formation, Yang Ji said: "Who dares to fight?"

"Let's go, the old man personally beat the drum to cheer."

Guo Tai looked at the person who invited the war with firm eyes and did not hold back. He patted his horse to the war drum, took the drumstick from the hand of the warrior, and beat it continuously.

In the process, the rider had already rushed to the front of the formation, stubbornly grasping the spear in his hand, and looking up and down Lü Bu, as if looking for flaws.

Vision, yellow smoke.

It seems that this is the sign of the Yellow Turban generals.

"Let's do it, otherwise there will be no chance." Lu Bu held Fang Tian's halberd and looked at him. He was too weak in his heart. After waiting for so long, Guo Tai sent such a weak general.

Frankly speaking, he disdains the shot.

"The thief is mad!" Li Ming was furious, perhaps because he was underestimated and aroused the real fire, perhaps he wanted to use this to conceal his fear.

With a loud roar, I saw Li Ming's rider's four hooves moving under his hips, and the long sword turned into a cold light, and yellow smoke billowed in the meantime.

clang!

The metal symphony sounded.

Lu Bu lifted Fang Tian's painted halberd and blocked it at will, and he resolved the enemy's ultimate move, which seemed very relaxed, but the force of the counter-shock made Li Ming almost unable to hold the knife.

"Huang Tiandang..."

"Noisy!"

Even if he has respect for the army in front of him, Lu Bu is really tired of listening to such slogans, you know, he is a general of the Han Dynasty!

Therefore, at the moment Li Ming opened his mouth, the painting halberd smashed with great momentum.

As the blood fell, Li Ming's head separated from his neck, and fell to the ground with a sharp-edged sword, his eyes staring sternly, as if he couldn't believe it was true.

In this regard, Lu Li, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was not surprised. Apart from his loneliness and courage, this person was not as powerful as Han Siam.

Glancing at the dead body on the ground, Lu Bu inserted Fang Tian's painted halberd in front of him, and said in a flat tone: "Who else?"

"If there is no one to fight, let's go together."

Qushuai Guo Tai did not answer, but just raised the drum.

Not long after, two riders rushed out of the square at the same time, one left and the other right amid the blatant drums of war. From this point of view, it was not deliberately like this, they wanted to hit more and less.

In addition, Lu Li also saw that the two riders pulled on the reins at the moment they found each other.

And Lu Bu pulled out the halberd again and stated: "Let's go together, maybe this will help you get together."

Up to now, there is still no abnormal manifestation behind Lu Bu. If he hadn't witnessed his singularity when he was riding alone to help, and the overwhelming power of the flying halberd, I am afraid that some people would really think that he was posing.

"kill!"

After a period of silence, the strong man on the left took the lead and roared with great prestige.

It can be seen that this person is very skillful and flexible with the gun, and before a while, he has carried the gun and headed in front of Lu Bu.

Lu Bu glanced at the right side, and at the same time used his halberd to block it, causing pain in the opponent's mouth.

Without any pause, the sharp metal grinding sound followed, and Fang Tian's four-corner blade slashed across the gun.

The next moment, blood was spilled into the air, and the rider on the left finally reacted, covering his neck with his hands, and bending himself to fall from the horse's back.

Lü Bu looked at the undefeated people again, but looked at the right side and asked, "Why didn't you take action?"

"Fight with all my strength, let me see the gap between myself and the peerless warrior."

"Is this your last wish? It's as you wish."

Looking at the mediocre young generals in front of him, Lu Bu didn't want to waste any more time, because ~www.NovelMTL.com~ he couldn't find any generals worth fighting.

"Meng Ming, it's up to you what you can do next."

The voice reached Lu Li's ears.

Then, a wave of air was set off, and withered black leaves all over the area danced wildly, sweeping in all directions.

The red golden light soared into the sky, and Lu Bu was like a peerless sword that had been hidden in its sheath for many years, suddenly out of its sheath!

boom!

Immediately afterwards, the entire battlefield swelled out like paper, and the soldiers stuck on the ground instantly exploded into countless fragments, burning and rushing towards the enemy's phalanx.

A muffled sound came from the front one after another. In fact, every piece of burning fragment contained amazing power. It pierced through dozens of flesh and blood to stop the momentum, and its power was comparable to a crossbow.

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