"not good!"

Commander Qu Wu Huan led his personal troops to the rear army, but found that the Yellow Turban Army was beaten so hard that they dared not fight back, so they retreated repeatedly.

If you come again, you will probably not be destroyed by Li Ji's troops. Not to mention conquering Shanyin County, even whether these 30,000 Yellow Turban Army can return to the city safely will be a question.

Even if Wu Huan did not understand military tactics, he knew that they had to consolidate the existing defense line and rely on their number of advantages to block the invading military and horses outside.

"Stop them!"

The horse whip was raised and a call was heard. All the personal soldiers behind him were sent everywhere, intending to stabilize the formation of the Yellow Turban Army.

But the coalition forces had a combat effectiveness beyond his imagination. The defeated Yellow Turban Army fled everywhere, and it was difficult to gather again to form a basic military formation.

Wu Huan's face turned pale and went into battle himself. A long spear was like a dragon, shuttled back and forth among the coalition soldiers, and fresh lives were taken away.

"Don't be able to do anything bad!"

A long sword came from the slanting place, and He Qi arrived with a fierce blade holding the opponent's spear.

He Qi wandered around and killed the thief, and found that the evil man with bulging muscles all over his body was extremely fierce, so he quickly stopped him.

"Noisy!"

Wu Huan roared, his spear was filled with extremely sharp energy, and he hurricane hidden in the thunder and hurricane, and rushed straight to He Qi.

He Qi's face changed. He originally thought that this was just an ordinary little leader, but he didn't expect that his martial arts skills were so superb, far better than the leader he met before.

He Qi's waist and horse united, and a long sword danced in the lightning and flint, blocking the deadly spear. The true energy overflowed into a blue divine dragon, and the water dragon roared.

The ancient water dragon poked out its scales from the deep place, and the long sword countered, stirring everything in the world.

It seemed like a wet sea breeze blew, and Wu Huan was shocked. He didn't expect that this little kid would have such a sharp sword at such a young age.

The spear stabbed out, and the thunder roared, and the lightning flashed by, and the tip of the spear rolled up a hurricane, as light as the finishing touch, piercing the pupils of the water dragon's eyes.

The water dragon made a painful roar, and cracks appeared in the body paraded in the air.

Only a tearing sound was heard, and the water dragon turned into a waterfall and fell down, washing the earth soaked in blood.

Through the blue waterfall, Wu Huan clearly saw He Qi's panicked face.

"Little brat, hurry up and go home and find your mother to drink more milk for a few years!"

Wu Huan smiled grimly, and the spear in his hand surrounded by lightning and lightning, rolling up strange winds, like a giant python of lightning attacking from the waterfall and heading straight for He Qi's throat.

He Qi clamped the horse tightly with his legs, twisted his waist and abdomen, and narrowly avoided the deadly gun tip.

The water dragon slashed out again and fought with the thunder python. The two of them tried their best to go back and forth, and they were fatal. The invisible storm of air scattered everything around them, and ordinary soldiers dared not approach them.

"Forehead……"

He Qi caught the incoming spear, let out a muffled groan, and a trace of fatigue flashed across his face.

After all, he was young and had not yet fully grown. Facing Wu Huan, who had been fighting on the battlefield for a long time, he was still a little more immature.

"Don't worry, I'll help you!"

A spear attacked out of thin air and headed straight for Wu Huan's head. Wu Huan had to guard against it and was forced to put away his spear to block the opponent's sneak attack.

The thunder python bit and shattered the tiger and the red tornado. Wu Huan frowned and found that the other party was of average strength, and he was half a pound of pound with the yellow turban leader under his command.

The visitor was Li Ji.

"Lord, please leave, this person is extremely fierce, I will try my best to hold him back!"

【Name】Wu Huan

【Profession】Military General (War Series)

【Identity】One of the 36th Party Queues in the Yellow Turban Army

【Level】100

【Brave】80

【Commander】52

【Wisdom】38

【Political Strategy】15

【Character】30

【Full】20

【Personal Characteristics】

1 Violent (gray): When fighting with people, their wisdom decreases and their combat effectiveness increases (the amplitude is affected by the degree of wisdom decreases)

2 guns (blue): When using gun weapons, personal combat power is 5%; gun skills are 25%

3 Yellow Turban Bandits (Blue): When attacking enemy towns, the public security of the people in the enemy towns declines

4 Evil thieves are showing off their evil spirits (purple): When fighting a general, the personal combat power is 10%. When facing generals whose courage is lower than theirs, the additional 10%

5 Thirty-six-party Queering Coach (Purple): Each additional Yellow Turban Queering Coach on the battlefield has 3% of personal combat power

[Skills] Thunder flashes and winds (level a), monster winds (level a), bloody thunder (level a)…

【Mind Method】Full of Taiping Sutra

【Equipment】Zhan Lei Gun (Gold Level), Gold-level Iron Armor, Gold-level War Horse

【Special Army】None

Li Ji has the skill of knowing people, so of course he knows that the other party's strength is far superior to him.

But he did not come here to die.

The spear was thrust out, and the sound of dragon roars and tigers sounded, but it had no deterrent effect on Wu Huan.

Wu Huan snorted coldly, waved the spear in his hand at will, and knocked it away directly.

In his eyes, Li Ji's spear was weak and powerless, without any threat, and it was not worth the effort to take action.

Just when they were about to deal with Li Ji and He Qi, there was a sound of horse hooves trampling on the ground in the distance.

Immediately afterwards, a thin general as thin as a scholar broke out from the Yellow Turban Army formation. The blade was filled with warm blood. Every time he waved it, a head flew up, and the weak body of the Yellow Turban Army fell to the ground.

"I'll kill you!"

Lu Xiangsheng arrived on a horse, surrounded by qi and blood, which was extremely terrifying.

The long sword rolled up strong wind and fire, and flames appeared on the horse's hooves of Wumingji, leaving behind hot flames on the earth.

He shouted angrily, danced his sword and slashed across the sky, and the fire ignited the entire space, whistling with heat waves.

Wu Huan, who was targeted, was frightened and seemed to think that the other party was not an ordinary person, but an ancient god who came up from the underworld to take his life.

He roared wildly, completely ignored Li Ji and the others. He surrounded the spear, lightning and hurricane in his hands, and the murderous aura filled with his desire to stab the other party under the horse.

clang!

The long sword and the spear slammed into each other, and the sound of soldiers breaking through the clouds and rocks exploded, and the invisible sound waves started to blow, causing the armor on everyone's bodies to rattle.

"Great teachers help me!"

Wu Huan felt that the other party was strong and did not dare to be careless at all, otherwise he might die at the other party's hands.

With a roar, the yellow turban on his head emitted a yellow halo, which made him feel a little more peaceful.

Wu Huan's body soared, his eyes as big as a copper bell were covered with bloodshots.

A non-human roar came out of his mouth, and the spear stabbed out again, a few minutes faster than usual.

Lu Xiangsheng fought with the Yellow Turban Army many times, and it was obviously not surprising that such a sudden outbreak was even under his expectation.

The long sword rolled up the red fire wave, and the blade was mixed with energy, and the killing moves to fight against the opponent

The two soldiers fought each other again, causing heavy smoke and dust, and no one could see what was happening inside.

The sword light and the gun shadows, the two weapons in the smoke and dust fought countless times, the wind swept the remaining clouds, and the lightning flashed with lightning, and sometimes the fire appeared.

Suddenly, a scream echoed through the sky, and a general sat in the horse proudly, holding a head in his hand that was dying with his eyes open.
Chapter completed!