It's already autumn, but it's still extremely hot.

Zheng Yu was sweating profusely, and couldn't help but curse: "Damn it, it's like being in a steamer, it's so hot!" After cursing, he picked up his spear and stepped on the steaming ground, and then rushed into the formation to fight with Heishan.

Thieves tangled together.

A lone cloud drifted by, blocking the hot and poisonous sun.

Under the shadow, more than 10,000 Qingzhou officers and soldiers were fighting with tens of thousands of Black Mountain troops and Yellow Turban troops.

On the battlefield, there were bursts of killing cries, the sound of swords clashing, the neighing of horses, the dying cries of the slain, and the roars of the murderers, all intertwined and rising straight into the sky. People fell one after another, and the air

It was filled with thick blood energy and faint corpse air, which made people feel sick. The scene in front of them was like a hell on earth.

A breeze blew through the wilderness, bringing some coolness.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"

Zheng Yu's comfortable roar sounded like a wolf far away, causing the surrounding people to scream "Ouch, Ouch, Ouch".

After hacking an enemy soldier to death, Zheng Yu raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his face. His hand was sticky and full of a mixture of blood and sweat. His face showed a look of fatigue and worry, facing the inexhaustible killing force.

The enemy, he thought, was probably doomed this time.

The official army was alone, but the Yellow Turban Army and the Black Mountain Army continued to come from all over the country to join the battle.

This time, the official army was in trouble, and Zhang Yan, the leader of the Black Mountain Army, threatened to annihilate the official army. In the wilderness, the official army built forts and stood firm, and the Black Mountain Army and the Qingzhou Yellow Turban Army jointly launched an attack. Three days passed.

Although the officers and soldiers paid a huge price, the position was still in their hands.

In the enemy formation, a sound of "哐, 哐, 哐" sounded, and the Yellow Turban Army retreated like a tide.

The soldier was overjoyed and said: "Sir, the enemy has offered gold to withdraw his troops!"

Before Zheng Yu could reply, his own side beat the war drums "dong dong dong", and then a large number of officers and soldiers jumped out of the earthen base and chased the enemy.

"Replacing defense with attack, and counterattack with defense." General Liu decisively issued the pursuit order. He has been using this tactic for the past three days. Zheng Yu murmured while chasing, "The general has used this trick nine times." He thought in his heart.

There is a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the enemy made a premeditated retreat this time, and soon the enemy's rear team changed into the front team, and they came up to surround us.

"Retreat, retreat quickly!"

Zheng Yu shouted while commanding the troops to evacuate quickly.

He attacked decisively when the war drums sounded, leading his centurions to the front. His centurions were the sharp knives of the official army, and he was the tip of this sharp knife. What was frightening was that the Montenegrin Army cavalry came up and killed this

The officers and soldiers who took the initiative to pursue him surrounded him. Zheng Yu fell into the enemy's formation and encountered the biggest crisis since time travel.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Zheng Yu yelled loudly. He didn't want to die, so he could only fight against death tenaciously.

This year is the sixth year of Zhongping, that is, 189 AD. Three months ago, 20-year-old special soldier Zheng Yu traveled back to the Three Kingdoms while performing a mission. He was captured by the army in a city and passively participated in the suppression.

The bandit army started as a soldier. Due to its strong martial arts and outstanding military exploits, it didn't take long for him to become a corps commander, and now he is a centurion.

Fast, fierce, ruthless.

Zheng Yu rushed into the enemy's formation with a spear like a snake coming out of its hole, slashing left and right, killing several enemies as quickly as mowing grass. He led his hundred-man team to charge into the enemy's formation! But his comrades around him fell one after another.

Below, a large number of enemy infantry surrounded us, and the situation was extremely serious.

Zheng Yu secretly cursed: "These Montenegrin Army and Yellow Turban Army are like monsters. Damn, they always engage in deceptive tactics." Previously, Zhang Yan of the Montenegrin Army defeated this team of more than 10,000 soldiers in a nine-game losing streak, deceiving them.

To encircle and annihilate them in the wilderness, this time they adopted deceptive tactics to lure the officers and soldiers away from their positions.

Although Zheng Yu immediately organized a retreat, he was already at the forefront. This time, the front army changed to the rear army, and he became the man in the rear. Although he was brave and powerful, he was surrounded by heavy enemy troops and was surrounded by dangers. His life was at risk at any time.

Danger.

Seeing that Zheng Yu was surrounded, his hundred-man team and his own soldiers turned around and killed him. Other officers and soldiers also jumped out of the trenches and rushed in this direction for reinforcements. They fought with each other on the battlefield and became a mess. The battle was very tragic.

Zheng Yu was able to kill without mercy, and as he kept killing, he had hallucinations in his mind, as if he saw a strange face smiling at him in mid-air.

"The God of Death, the damn God of Death!"

Legend has it that death is not far away when you see the God of Death. Zheng Yu thought to himself, it seems that he is really going to die here, but he thought that he had only been back to the Three Kingdoms for three months, and he felt unwilling to do so. He couldn't help shouting with pride: "Damn it!

If you dare to take my life, I will kill you even when I get to the underworld!"

At this time, Zheng Yu was really like a murderous god. Even ghosts and gods had to avoid the roar of this murderous god.

After shouting, Zheng Yu regained his energy, and the strange-faced man in the sky disappeared, but the thought of death still occurred in his mind from time to time. Facing this meat grinder-like battlefield, he had a strong ability to fight alone.

I can only look at the formation and sigh. The personal strength that surges in my heart is really insignificant in a large-scale offensive and defensive battle like this in ancient times.

During the three days of siege, he thought of death countless times.

"I can't die!" Zheng Yu shouted. He understood that this was a critical moment of life and death, and he had to stay strong. Otherwise, he would be killed in the enemy's formation at the next moment, and the entire army of officers and soldiers would be wiped out in the wilderness.

He didn't want to die, so he had no choice but to grit his teeth and kill the enemy!

A spear was stuck in the stomach of a soldier. It was stuck in the ribs and could not be pulled out, so he had to abandon the spear.

Then, Zheng Yu drew his sword and went to kill the next enemy. He thought that he must break out of the encirclement as soon as possible, but the terrible thing was that he was drowsy at this time, and he was severely exhausted both mentally and physically.

He looked up at the sky and saw no more Death. Instead, he saw the sun hanging high like a hot and poisonous fire pancake. The heat waves were rolling, which made Zheng Yu feel burning in his heart. It was already afternoon, but he was thinking in his heart.

, I wonder if we can highlight the encirclement this time? Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous.

He shuddered at the thought of his entire army being wiped out.

Another sword pierced the abdomen of a yellow scarf soldier, and the sword got stuck. At this time, his arms were numb and his strength was much weaker. He had no choice but to lift his foot and kick the opponent's abdomen before pulling out the sword.

"Sir, watch your back!"

A loud shout came from the front, reminding Zheng Yu that it was his own soldiers.

Zheng Yu tilted his head subconsciously, and a sharp arrow flew past his cheek less than an inch away. The swaying tail feathers scratched his face, causing him a burning pain. Then, he heard bursts of shouts of killing.

There was a rapid sound of horse hooves, and Zheng Yu felt a bone-deep chill in his heart.

This is his sixth sense, and he will feel this way when the most dangerous situation is approaching.

Zheng Yu wanted to turn his head to fight, but he resisted. He still looked ahead and looked for fighters. The purpose was to paralyze the enemy coming from behind. He knew that this was extremely dangerous, but it was also an opportunity. His ears perked up and listened.

The sound of horse hooves trampling on his heart was getting closer and closer.

The horse paused for a moment, but Zheng Yu still heard the sound of a spear being pierced through the air with full force coming from behind, and he understood that the thief on the horse was using a spear.

At the moment when the gun body was about to reach his body, Zheng Yu suddenly took a big step to the right, and a long gun passed through his ribs less than ten centimeters away.

Taking advantage of the opponent's opportunity to stab him in the air, Zheng Yu swung his arm to clamp the spear and dragged it forward. The knight fell off the horse. Zhao Long raised his sword and wiped his neck. He didn't have time to see what was going on. He turned over and got on the horse with a big mouth.

He shouted: "The enemy general is dead, the enemy general is dead!" Taking advantage of the panic of the enemy soldiers, he waved his long sword and ran towards his own position.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh."

The enemy troops who reacted immediately shot arrows at Zheng Yu.

Zheng Yu hurriedly leaned down and swung his sword to block the sharp arrows. He dodged the shower of arrows, but the horse was hit by several sharp arrows. Not far away, the horse stumbled, and with a bang, Zhao Long was thrown several times.

Zhang Yuan, almost chewed a mouthful of mud.

The soldiers rushed over, helped Zheng Yu up, held him and retreated to the rear.

When he came to a small tree, the soldier took out the water bag and opened the lid. After feeding him a big sip, Zheng Yu regained his breath and muttered: "Damn, I don't have any strength in my body. I'm so tired."

It’s killing me.”

The soldier said with lingering fear: "Sir, it's so dangerous. It's really dangerous this time. Damn it, this bastard Zhang Yan is always cheating. This time General Liu was deceived again. Unfortunately, our centurion died again."

Made a lot of brothers."

Zheng Yu sighed helplessly: "Damn, I've survived this battle again, but I don't know if I can survive the darkness? Oh, damn, it's better to die early than to die late. It's really exhausting." At this moment, his

His body was completely exhausted and limp, and he seemed weak even when he spoke.

The three people sitting around him were all his own soldiers, Zhao Yong, Wang Meng, and Sun Qi. Their faces were helpless and numb, and they were thinking in their hearts that they would probably die here this time.

In the past three months, Zheng Yu's soldiers have changed countless times, and only these three people are left to follow him from beginning to end. Although they are small soldiers, they have their own unique abilities. The war taught them many skills, so they can survive until now.

"Sir, it doesn't seem right. The Yellow Turban bandits have increased their strength today. Now they are surrounded on all sides, and we are alone. We will probably die here this time."

Wang Meng spoke loudly, his face serious, as if he could no longer see a way out.

Sun Qi's eyes darkened, and he said with a helpless expression: "I heard that the Black Mountain bandit Zhang Yan sent someone to send a letter to General Liu to recruit us. I don't know what the adults think? Really, suppress the bandits.

It's really embarrassing to be kidnapped by bandits."

Zhao Yong snorted coldly and said angrily: "Damn it, there must be some powerful people in the Black Mountain Army and the Yellow Turban Army. They deceived us with nine consecutive defeats. Nine consecutive defeats. General Liu will not be fooled."

What a liar. It's a pity for us little pawns. I have long felt that something is wrong. The Yellow Turbans and Black Mountain Bandits today are very different from the Yellow Turban Army back then. They have been fighting for more than five years. It's time for them to leave.

Well, you still think that the other party is a mob? How ridiculous!"

Zheng Yu thought that he was right. The Yellow Turban Army and the Black Mountain Army that he was fighting at this time were no worse than the official army in terms of the quality of the soldiers and the tactics of commanding the battle. It was unreasonable to lose nine consecutive games. He also felt that there must be a certain number of soldiers in the opponent's army.

There are powerful people directing the battle, otherwise it would not be so organized.

General Liu threw himself into a trap this time, but he still has some skills.

After learning that he had been lured into the enemy's position, he immediately ordered to build a three-foot-high earth fort and began to hold on. After facing tens of thousands of Yellow Turban Army and Black Mountain Army that continued to come later, he still held on to his position in an orderly manner. However, he was alone at this time.

There is only a dead end if you wait any longer.

Besides, there are not many arrows left, and the food and fodder will be exhausted. This is the so-called situation of running out of ammunition and food.

Zheng Yu looked at the enemy formation in the distance with a stern look on his face. He thought for a while before shaking his head and saying, "Forget it, these are things adults should consider. What we have to consider is how to survive tonight." He was thinking, what if tonight?

General Liu has not yet ordered a breakout, but he is about to start a breakout.

Although the Black Mountain Army and the Yellow Turban Army have surrounded the official army, there are still many gaps for the small army. In short, he must give it a try. If he does not break through tonight, even the gods will not be able to save this army.

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