Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 62 Feng Qiuhuang Sword Dance, lore without amnesty!

I think it should be that Old Huang Zhong is slightly better.

Huang Zhong among the Five Tiger Generals is a fierce and fierce man who can still rush to kill Xiahou Yuan at the age of 70. His martial power is at least above 95!

"I'm almost a little worship value, so I can change to a diamond card, and I'll draw a great man when the time comes."

Liu Hao smiled and walked for a while. He saw a strange terrain in front of him. Outside the wilderness, there were two densely-wooded hills.

"Stop for a while, Zhan Zhao will check the situation."

At this time, the sky was gradually getting darker. Liu Hao could instinctively feel something was wrong and raised his hand to stop the team from moving.

This kind of terrain is so suitable for ambushing.

Everyone held their breath and focused, putting their hands on the weapons.

Not long after, Zhan Zhao, who was standing guard in front, suddenly rushed over and shouted: "Lord, no, there are ambushes in front!"

"Sure enough, how many people are there?"

Liu Hao was very calm and asked slowly, which was a sign of expectation of Mount Tai but his face remained unchanged. Hua Rong held the spear tightly and nodded respectfully.

"The sky is dark and it's not very clear, but roughly estimates are about 300 people, with loose disciplines and ambushing in the valley."

Zhan Zhao told the situation he saw one by one, and Liu Hao was immediately sure.

There were only more than 300 people, there were no horses, and the discipline was poor. Basically, the remnants of the Yellow Turban fled into the mountains and became bandits.

In the chaotic times, there are countless bandits, and it is not uncommon to meet a group of bands in the wilderness.

"There are nothing to be afraid of only these people. We are in charge of the eight hundred white horses and defeated thousands of Xianbei cavalry."

Zhao Heiniu was indifferent, holding the thick-backed machete that Liu Hao gave him, with a look of eagerness to try: "Lord, just rush over and kill them all."

He has seen the world, but his mind is too simple.

Baima Yicai is well-equipped and is the most elite cavalry among Youzhou and even the world. Liu Hao has only a few dozen people under his command. Of course, he must be cautious when dealing with bandits who are several times more than him.

Zheng!

Liu Hao drew his sword and said solemnly: "General Zhao is very brave. Next, he will listen to my order and attack together, and there must be no mistakes."

"Yes, lord!"

Everyone held the weapons tightly and responded with a loud bang.

"Zhao Heiniu, you lead fifteen people to the left wing, Hua Rong, and lead fifteen people to the right wing, Dian Wei, you follow me and lead ten people to advance for the central army. Zhan Zhao and the remaining seven people protect the frame. Each unit must obey the orders of their own generals and do not rush around."

The young and strong men under Liu Hao are all from their own family, and their loyalty can be guaranteed.

In addition, they have instilled a lot of combat knowledge in their daily lives, but they have no combat experience.

"Here!"

Dozens of people roared lowly and looked at the valley in the distance, their eyes full of murderous aura.

Liu Hao was still very satisfied with the mental outlook of these more than 30 people.

"Lord, let me lead the army."

Zhan Zhao heard that Liu Hao was going to rush to the formation with his body, so he hurriedly advised him.

Zhao Yu also said anxiously: "Brother Liu Hao, I want to kill the enemy with you."

Liu Hao said earnestly: "I have decided, and this matter cannot be discussed again. There will be thousands of bloody battles waiting for the front in the future. Now I am hiding in the back formation. How can the soldiers convince me?"

"kill!"

Accompanied by Liu Hao's majestic and cold roar, the dozens of people under Liu Hao were excited!

Under the leadership of Liu Hao, Hua Rong and Zhao Heiniu, he rushed towards the hillside like a ghost.

The bandits who were still huddling in the valley to prepare for ambush were not aware of it at all.

Among them, some were impatient and lying on the ground, snoring loudly when they were sleeping, some were still fighting each other, and some were sitting on the ground to pick their feet, and began to dream about robbing money and spending it.

Are you going to the kiln in the county town to find a red card girl to come and play?

I'd better buy some girls to enjoy

When they realized that Liu Hao and others had approached quietly.

"kill!"

Liu Hao used the Nine Yang Divine Art, and with a long roar, the skill spread through the meridians and the dragon scale armor began to flash brilliant golden light.

He was not ruthless, and the sword in his hand shook and directly used the Fengqiuhuang Sword Dance.

The whole person jumped up from the horse's back, like a phoenix flapping its wings. Countless cold sword lights scattered in the air, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of the bandits in front of them.

"The lord is invincible!"

"Kill!"

Seeing Liu Hao's heroic performance, the blood of his young and strong men instantly boiled and all of them rushed forward bravely.

"Miscellaneous, looking for death!"

Dian Wei held two halberds in his hand and slashed his arms suddenly, each halberd could take away several lives.

"Kill!"

Zhao Heiniu smiled and waved the thick-backed sword, cutting off the head of a bandit, and blood spurted out Lao Gao!

Hua Rong had a cold face, and a long spear in his hand also transformed into dozens of spear tips, directly pointing to kill several bandits who did not react in time!

Confused!

Faced with the storm rushing like a storm, the bandits lying in an instant were stunned!

What if the young master of a wealthy family has no power to tie a chicken?

Where is the promised fat sheep fleet?

Why are they all so violently unreasonable!

Liu Hao led Dian Wei and others to kill people without blinking, but like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, slaughtering them one-sidedly.

The Yellow Turban Thief was originally a mob with incomplete weapons. Some of them took wooden sticks and had no discipline. Once they were attacked, they would immediately disperse in panic.

Only a few bandits were resisting and were immediately killed ruthlessly. Most bandits spread their feet and ran towards the depths of the mountains and forests with no chance.

"Damn it, I'm going to be a slut, but I'm going to be a slut."

The leader of the bandit wanted to cry without tears.

This is a man in his thirties and forties. He hurriedly turned over the horse. His pair of dead fish's eyes cast a vicious light, and he waved his sword and shouted: "Brothers, fight with them. We have an advantage in numbers. We have snatched their money women!"

It’s a pity that he looked up to his restraint ability and even killed several of his own people, he could not save his defeat.

Once the morale of the army is disintegrating, it can only wait for destruction.

"I still want to touch my woman? Die me!"

Liu Hao smiled coldly, and under the infusion of the inner power of the most yang and pure Nine Yang Divine Power, a sword light came out of his hand.

The sword light was like a dream, transforming into a phoenix with red flames!  ..
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next