The number of the Yellow Turban Army was ten to twenty times that of the men in Chenjiabao. Even the old, weak, sick and disabled in Wubao picked up their weapons and stood on the wall to fight the enemy.

Now if he wants to turn defeat into victory and rescue Chen Jiabao, Chen Dao can only fight into the Yellow Turban Army alone and kill their commander He Man.

As long as He Man dies, the Yellow Turban Army without his command will be like a pile of yellow sand, self-defeating without attack.

Even if the probability of capturing He Man was extremely slim, he would risk his own life to increase the probability.

Chen Dao roared, a cold light flashed in his eyes, his true energy exploded, and his whole body's energy and blood surged, like a silver dragon emerging from the abyss, exuding an infinite murderous aura.

The silver spears were like dragons, and the gun light was like thunder. The young generals in white robes and silver armor rushed into the formation, as unstoppable as a dragon entering the sea. The blood of the Yellow Turban Army continued to splash in the air, forming a bloody storm.

The dragon roars in the sky, and the phoenix dances across the sea.

Chen Dao's spear kept spitting bright silver light. No matter the low-level Yellow Turban soldiers or the Yellow Turban personal soldiers, they were no match for him.

The hot blood fell onto the white robe and was instantly dispersed by the white energy, turning into a coquettish blood flower.

The sound of horse hooves rumbled, and the little yellow turban leader sat high on his horse. The cold light flashing from his weapon was frightening, and he rushed towards Chen Dao with the momentum of a tiger descending a mountain.

"roll!"

Chen Dao shouted loudly, the silver spear pointed at the opponent's weapon, and huge force was sent from the gun barrel, making the opponent's arm numb and making it difficult to grasp the weapon.

The barrel of the gun shook again, and the tip of the gun pierced the air, making a harsh hissing sound. Countless energy was swept up, forming white waves that hit the little boss one after another.

The little boss was no match for Chen Dao. Bailang rolled him up so that he was dazzled and his figure kept swaying on the horse.

Poof!

I saw countless gaps in the weapon's blade, a large amount of blood spurting out from large and small gun holes, and the entire body was crushed to pieces by the sharp spear light.

Chen Dao took a deep breath and forced himself to steady his surging blood.

He had just withstood the impact of the opponent's horse and almost suffered internal injuries.

Grasping the reins with his left hand, Chen Dao skillfully climbed onto the horse's back, stabbing out his silver spear continuously, killing the Yellow Turban soldiers who wanted to get closer.

The horse's head was turned, and the spear point was pointed at He Man, the commander of the Yellow Turban Army.

A fierce general charges into battle relying on his unrivaled martial arts skills and his keen sense of the battlefield.

Know where the key point of the opponent's military formation is, so you can avoid the most important points and take advantage of the easy ones, and spend less energy to get in front of the opponent's general.

The spear followed him like a shadow, constantly piercing the Yellow Turban army blocking the front.

The tip of the spear pierced the neck of the Yellow Turban Army, causing mist and blood to scatter. They even screamed before being trampled to death on the ground.

Chen Dao relied on the speed of his horses to drive out traces of blood on the weak Yellow Turban Army, and the flattened flesh and mud covered the ground.

His beard was furious, his eyes were like lightning, his spear was swimming left and right like a silver dragon, and his sharp claws cut the soldier's throat in half.

The horse galloped through the formation of the Yellow Turban Army and reached He Man in an instant.

"Yellow Turban Warriors, quickly stop him and summon other soldiers to come quickly to protect him."

He Man was startled by Chen Dao's bravery, and immediately mobilized the remaining dozens of yellow scarf warriors around him to intercept.

The yellow turban warrior, who looks like a little giant, has bare hands and bare upper body, without even a piece of armor to protect himself.

They clenched their fists and blasted out, their target was Chen Dao's horse.

The fist wind was so fierce that it seemed to be able to shatter the void, and it was full of pressure.

The horse underneath him was just a bronze-level war horse. It was suddenly frightened and jumped around without control.

Chen Dao's face darkened, and he grasped the reins tightly with his left hand, relying on the strength of his waist and abdomen to suppress the horse's uneasiness.

The power of the spear was released like mercury, traveling thousands of miles, blocking the fist of the yellow scarf warrior.

The spear point turned, and the silver spear attack fell on the yellow scarf warrior.

Like Mount Tai collapsing, like a river bursting its banks.

The cold spear point struck the yellow scarf warrior's body with terrifying momentum, splashing blood one after another.

The yellow turban warrior showed a painful expression and fell back, but before he could counterattack, the spear pierced his throat, and the light in his eyes quickly faded.

Roar!

The remaining yellow turban warriors let out a very human roar, their bodies swelled up, an earthy yellow halo attached to their bodies, and their defense power increased.

Chen Dao followed the same method, using his spear like a dragon, and kept hitting the Yellow Turban Warriors. Unfortunately, the Yellow Turban Warriors' defense increased, and it took more energy and time to kill them.

"They must be killed as soon as possible, otherwise there will be more and more yellow scarf thieves!"

Chen Dao's heart skipped a beat, his whole body's energy was mobilized, his physical strength dropped rapidly, and his momentum continued to rise.

The spear light slowly moved forward, causing a huge storm, and a silver dragon seemed to emerge from it.

The storm swept everything around it into the air, dragons roared in the sky, and the silver scale claws cut open the body of the Yellow Turban Army. Blood rain mixed with a large number of internal organs fragments fell from the air, and countless broken arms and legs fell to the ground.

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Chen Dao's blow instantly killed nearly a hundred soldiers including the Yellow Turban Warriors!

His breathing gradually became heavier, and beads of sweat fell from his face onto the blood-red silver armor. Chen Zhiduan sat on the horseback, feeling that the silver gun was not as light as before.

Suddenly, the war horse let out a painful whine, and one of its legs flew up.

The Yellow Turban Army made a sneak attack and cut off the legs of the war horse.

Chen Dao's face finally showed a trace of fluctuation, his body fell to the ground, and he stabbed the attacking Yellow Turban Army to death with a backhand shot.

The war horse had no legs, so he was forced to abandon the horse and fight on foot.

"Who are you!"

He Man asked.

"My name is Chen Dao!"

Chen Dao let out a loud roar, took fighting steps and kept moving forward. His spears left fatal scars on the surrounding Yellow Turban Army like a stream of light.

The sturdy Yellow Turban soldiers were like paper in front of him, with no power to resist.

Killing one person in one step, the blood splattered, extremely enchanting, and a large amount of blood flowed on the ground to form a winding river, soaking his boots.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Dao advanced dozens of steps toward He Man, and he could clearly see the face of the culprit.

"If you surrender to our Yellow Turban Army, I will recommend you to a great master in the future and ask him to promise you money and beauty."

He Man persuaded, but his eyes suggested that the Yellow Turban Army was pressing towards Chen Dao.

"You killed my people, destroyed my Wubao, and destroyed my Chen family. There is a blood feud between you and me. You must die and I must die!"

Chen Dao roared wildly, and his spear directly pierced the forehead of the Yellow Turban Army in front of him. There was something white hanging on the tip of the gun, which looked extremely scary under the sunlight.

A cold light flashed from behind, and the yellow scarf soldiers seized the opportunity and cut the white robe to pieces, leaving a bloody mark on Chen Dao's body.

After all, Chen Dao had not yet reached his peak, and his flaws were exposed under the heavy siege of the Yellow Turban Army.

"If I don't die, I will cut off your head!"

He Man was angered and waved the remaining men to attack.
Chapter completed!