Chapter 125 One man and one shot shocked the Han army

In the vast dark night, when Zhu Jun saw Cao Mengde, he felt like he had met a savior and shouted as hard as he could in the dark night.

However, what greeted him was Cao Cao's cold face, and the cold arrows all over the mountains and plains flashed with a faint cold light in the darkness.

Zhu Jun's expression of surprise froze, and he said with an ugly face: "Meng De, what are you doing?"

Cao Cao and Han Xin looked at each other, and at the latter's signal, they clapped their horses and said in a deep voice: "I'm sorry, the generals in the middle and right are their own masters. Meng De is rude!"

"Each one is his own master?

What does this mean?"

Hearing this, Zhu Jun was puzzled and thought Cao Cao was joking, so he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Isn't it my Han Dynasty that your Cao family is loyal to?

What does it mean to each have his own master?

Meng De, this joke is not funny! Hahaha——

Why don't you tell your men to put down their bows and arrows? It's no joke if the soldiers lose control!"

"General Zhu, Meng De is not kidding, please order your people to surrender immediately!

Otherwise, we will kill you without mercy!"

Seeing that Zhu Jun still couldn't believe it, Cao Cao had no choice but to keep a cold face and shouted in a deep voice.

Zhu Jun's laughter stopped suddenly. At this moment, he seemed to suddenly think of something. His face turned livid, he pointed at Cao Cao and said in a trembling voice:

"Mengde, don't tell me that you also defected to the Yellow Turban Army?"

"Yellow Turban Army? That's right!"

Cao Cao looked strange, but had no explanation.

It would take a lot of time to explain this situation clearly, so he didn't bother to explain.

As if Zhu Jun was struck by lightning, his hands involuntarily tightened the reins, pulling the horse underneath him to the point of suffering and screaming repeatedly.

"Mengde, do you know what you are talking about?"

His expression made Cao Cao sigh inwardly, and his hand holding the reins couldn't help but tighten, and he said in a deep voice: "General Zhu, there are some things that can't be explained right now!

If you trust Mengde, please order the surrender, otherwise...

Otherwise, Mengde will only be offended!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Han Xin raising his right hand at the same time. Immediately, the Daqin crossbowman who was ambushing beside him raised his powerful crossbow at the same time.

The two parties are very close to each other, only five or six meters away. At such a close distance, the lethality of the crossbow will be maximized.

With Zhu Jun's eyesight, he could naturally see the equipment of Cao Cao's soldiers at a glance, and he was frightened for a moment.

Even the strongest army of the Han Dynasty may not be able to carry such a well-made and expensive weapon.

With Cao Cao's power, where did he get so many sophisticated weapons?

Zhu Jun was extremely puzzled, but at this time he couldn't help but think too much. His face darkened and he shouted: "Mengde, you and I are both generals of the Han Dynasty. Do we really have to fight against each other?"

Cao Cao shook his head: "General Zhu, Cao Cao will say for the last time, surrender!

Just like General Huangfu!

In this way, you and him will still have a chance to meet each other!"

Hearing this, Zhu Jun's face was as gloomy as the bottom of a pot, and he shouted angrily: "Nonsense, Brother Yizhen will not surrender to the enemy!"

Cao Cao said calmly: "General Huangfu is now our colleague. Even if you don't believe it, you have to believe it!"

Seeing that Cao Cao was so determined, Zhu Jun was so angry that he went to kill Cao Cao single-handedly.

"How dare you, a common man of the Cao family, insult our great Han general Zuo Zhonglang—Huangfu Yizhen!"

Along with Zhu Jun's anger, a ferocious aura spread from his body, and the spear in his hand was like a giant beast breaking through the shackles, roaring, and smashing down on Cao Cao's head.

"The white tiger roars——"

Upon seeing this, Cao Cao did not show any panic, but took a step back, leaving the battlefield to Han Xin.

Han Xin chuckled lightly, and a bright silver spear appeared in his hand at the same time, stabbing at the flaw in Zhu Jun's offensive at a strange speed.

Clang!

Under the strong collision, bursts of sounds of gold and iron clashing were heard.

Zhu Jun didn't expect that someone in the opposing army could compete with him. His breath trembled and he almost didn't even hold the gun in his hand.

He took a step back, stared at Han Xin with eager eyes, and shouted angrily: "Who are you? Are you the son of the Xiahou family, Xiahou Dun?"

In Cao Cao's army, Xiahou Dun silently rode forward and said quietly: "Sorry, General Zhu, Xiahou Dun is here!"

Zhu Jun originally just asked tentatively, but he didn't expect that Xiahou Dun was really here. He looked stunned and said incredulously: "How come people from the Xiahou family are also here?

Could it be that even the Xiahou family have defected to the Yellow Turban Army?"

Seeing that Cao Cao had not explained before, Xiahou Dun naturally did not talk much. He just shrugged and said: "You say yes, that's it!"

Such an understatement made Zhu Jun even more furious: "Both of your families have been deeply favored by the imperial court and have developed to this point. Why do you want to betray the Han together?"

Cao Cao's face twitched slightly, but he still said: "Because the big man is seriously ill, he must scrape his bones to heal his wounds, so that the world can be reborn!"

"Then why don't you help the big man and join a group of thieves composed of refugee soldiers?"

After hearing Cao Cao's explanation, Zhu Jun was even more puzzled and shouted violently.

At this moment, Han Xin's figure emerged like lightning.

In an instant, a gust of wind and thunder followed, accompanied by bursts of fierce spears, forming a thundering dragon that stretched several feet and beheaded Zhu Jun.

"Stop talking nonsense, if you don't surrender today, I'll kill you first!"

Han Xin, who has experienced hundreds of major battles in the Great Qin world, has long been accustomed to life and death, and his temperament has become increasingly cold.

Seeing that Cao Cao still cared about his old relationship and was entangled with Zhu Jun, he became impatient, pointed his troops directly, and attacked suddenly.

As if facing a formidable enemy, Zhu Jun gave a deep shout, raised his spear in response to the situation, and unleashed a ferocious power. He created an endless wave of waves in front of him, and he fought with Han Xin.

Boom!

The two collided powerfully, and endless gunfire surged from all around.

Amidst the thunder and gunfire, Han Xin's figure loomed in the sky, attacking Zhu Jun quickly and wantonly.

Although Zhu Jun is also a warrior at the peak of the Furnace Realm, he is unable to match Han Xin, who is at the same level but obviously younger and more fierce.

When the two figures separated in the chaos of the battle, Zhu Jun was already a bloody man. In the end, he was kicked hard in the chest by Han Xin and flew backwards towards his own soldiers.

"General, catch the general quickly!"

Seeing his defeat, Sergeant Zhu Jun quickly fought with his body, trying to catch Zhu Jun's flying body.

But they didn't expect that Han Xin's kick was extremely heavy and he still had enough strength to knock down hundreds of them before he could take off Zhu Jun's body.

The scene is horrifying!

Xiahou Dun couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, and looked at the figure in front of him who usually showed a cold face but was polite, feeling inexplicably fearful in his heart.

"Who are you? Why would someone like you join the Yellow Turban Army?"

After being caught, Zhu Jun felt that his sternum had been broken by the last kick. He was vomiting blood and stared at Han Xin angrily.

Han Xin said calmly: "I, Han Xin, will become one of the generals of the Qin Dynasty!"

"Da Qin...general?"

Hearing this, not only Zhu Jun was stunned, but also the soldiers under his command were confused.

After leaning a little, Zhu Jun came to his senses and asked with a frown: "Could it be that Zhang Jiao has already founded a country? It's called Da Qin?"

"Zhang Jiao? He deserves it!

Now that he has surrendered, he is still under my command, Da Qin!"

Han Xin, one by one, slowly approached Zhu Jun and his army. Although his expression was indifferent, there seemed to be endless murderous intent pouring out of the spear in his hand.

"Zhu Jun, Zhu Gongwei, I ask you one last time, do you want to surrender, or do you want your subordinates to die with you?"

Zhu Jun was almost suffocated by the murderous aura that filled the sky. When he saw all the soldiers under his command looking at him, he felt cruel and struggled to speak: "What if I say, I won't surrender!"

"Then go to hell!"
Chapter completed!