"Tell me again...what the fuck are you?"

The leader was shocked by Lin Junshu's fierce look, and then reacted immediately. He glanced at the seven or eight weapons beside him holding swords and guns, and then looked at the two people in a dirt face, and their courage increased again.

"It's quite arrogant? Are you not sure about the situation? I'm a general under the command of the General of God! The Yellow Turban Army knows it? What treasure is in your arms? Look at your rare appearance, you are a valuable person, right? Hand it over, I'll spare you a life!"

Lin Jun touched the long knife around Hu Jian's waist expressionlessly.

The magic tricks of the Qi-Resisting Sword Light are proficient in operation.

The sword light flashed and cut into the man's mouth, blood gushed, and half of the broken head slid down.

The man who was still arrogant and domineering just now collapsed on his legs. The people surrounding him were shocked by Lin Junshu's sudden attack. He raised the weapon in his hand in a panic to protect him and involuntarily retreated back.

Lin Junshu took two steps forward, took off the blood-stained yellow turban from the half of the head that fell beside him, and tied it to his left arm.

Pick up the big knife next to the corpse and pointed it at everyone.

"Come on, tell me, which subordinate of the Yellow Turban Army, you are? See if I know each other?"

"Get out of your mind! Retreat! Retreat quickly! Go and meet with Chief He Tun!"

The tall and thin man shouted in panic to ask everyone to evacuate, but the rest of them were hesitant, as if there was some reason to evacuate easily.

The stimulated Lin Junshu didn't care about this at all. He lifted up the big knife and slashed at the person who was shouting.

The tall and thin man hurriedly raised his spear to block it, and the big knife slashed at the gun bar. The wooden gun bar was immediately slashed into it by the blade.

Because the blade of the big knife was thick and dull, this attack did not cut the spear, but the huge force coming from the gun rod still made his hands numb.

I don’t know if there is any systematic contribution. Since the pollution level reached level 2, Lin Junshu has not lost much to Hu Jian just in terms of physical fitness.

Compared with the slightly famous generals, he may not be able to take a few moves under his command, but it is easy to deal with this group of bandits who appeared in unknown places and pretended to be the remnants of the Yellow Turban Army.

The big sword raised again and slashed hard at the same angle.

"Click—"

This time the gun rod could no longer block the heavy sword and broke in response to the sound.

The front end of the big knife was deeply embedded in the man's neck. The man tilted his neck in horror, and his feet kept retreating.

Lin Junshu held a knife in both hands and followed the man's step back without any haste.

The steps stopped, and the sword slashed hard, and blood splattered.

Lin Junshu turned around and looked at the other people with a big knife. Looking at his bloody appearance, the people finally lost the intention to persevere.

"run!"

I don't know who shouted loudly, and everyone fled to the outside of the canyon.

Lin Junshu followed closely behind, first stepped forward a few steps, pulled out the long sword inserted into the earth wall, and threw it to Hu Jian casually. He carried the big sword and chased and slashed at the people running away.

"Junshu, don't chase..."

Hu Jian was worried that there would be ambush behind him, so he wanted to speak out to stop him, but in the end he let go.

He held the long knife in his hand tightly and followed Lin Junshu to chase him.

The valley is not long, it looks about less than a hundred feet long.

The last bandit who pretended to be the Yellow Turban Army had just run out of the valley two steps, and a big knife flew over and penetrated through his back.

A team of cavalry rushed over outside the valley. The man with a knife on his back crawled on the ground, looking at the figures running from afar, with the light of hope in his eyes.

"He...He Tun Chief..."

Lin Junshu had already walked out of the valley, stepped on the bandits' back, reached out and held the big knife and pulled it out.

"Save...ah..."

The general wearing Han army armor took the lead and rushed to Lin Junshu.

“Yu--”

The horse's hooves were raised high, and the general stopped the horse and looked at the corpse on the ground with a gloomy face.

"You killed my people?"

Lin Junshu looked up at the Han army general who was called He Tun-Chief by the bandits.

"You look like a big man's officer."

"The officer of the big man..."

Lin Junshu's words made He Tun Chang notice the abnormality. He glanced at the yellow turban tied to Lin Junshu's arm, and his eyes lit up.

"It turned out that I met the real Yellow Turban Remnant Party. I said that this group of waste can't even do the little thing of blocking the road and robbing people."

"You are the general of the Han Dynasty, but you collude with bandits here to pretend to be Yellow Turban to commit money and kill them?"

Listening to what the Han general said, Lin Junshu had just felt a little angry and rose again.

The general immediately smiled coldly: "Pretended? Who said he was pretending? The Yellow Turban thief tied to his head is the Yellow Turban thief. This is something that a three-year-old child knows. When did this general collude with them? Even if the Yellow Turban silenced party was not killed by you, you can't get out of this valley. Have you seen the soldiers behind me? I was ordered to pursue the Yellow Turban silenced party!"

After hearing the general say this, Lin Junshu finally understood.

The group of people pretending to be Yellow Turbans were found by the soldiers of the great man in front of him. They blocked the road and robbed money at the junction of these two states. Finally, the group of soldiers captured all the cheated bandits in one go, and the money was put into their pockets, and the military merits were counted.

It's a great abacus!

Lin Junshu took a deep breath, retreated to the mouth of the valley, and stood side by side with Hu Jian.

Hu Jian also heard the general's words. This was a long time ago. No matter whether they chased and killed the bandits or not, they could no longer escape after entering the valley.

The two looked at each other without saying a word, silently raising the knife in their hands.

When Chief He Tun saw the two of them, he seemed to have seen a huge joke.

"Oh? You two of you remnants of the Yellow Turban Army, are you still planning to resist our team of regular soldiers of the Han Dynasty? Hahahaha, do you think we are the group of waste on the ground?"

He Tun Chang smiled and raised his right hand:

"Go and crush these two eye-brow bugs to death!"

With his arms swung, the cavalry behind him divided several people and charged towards the two of them.

The two of them were guarding the valley entrance. Even if they were more powerful than ordinary soldiers, they would still be far more powerful than the horse when facing the established cavalry charge.

After all, this is not unparalleled mowing grass, and Lin Junshu is not even a general with a public face. Only by taking advantage of the terrain at the valley entrance can there be a glimmer of vitality.

Four cavalry charged towards the two of them side by side. The horse's hooves splashed with dust, the spears brought wind, and the people used the horse's stance to pierce the two of them!

The spear had arrived, and Lin Junshu danced his sword and smashed it towards the full-strength gun.

"when--"

The sound of metal hitting sounded, and this time it was Lin Junshu who almost lost his hand.

The impact of the cavalry carrying horsepower charges is far from comparable to that of the previous bandits.

Lin Junshu used the power of recoil to dodge to the side and narrowly avoided the charge of the first cavalry.
Chapter completed!