The wind is howling.

Arrows flew in from all directions like locusts. Lu Li danced the long knife in one hand like an airtight weapon, and the black-maned horse's agile posture forced him to cut a bloody path.

There is no doubt that it is only a matter of time to defeat the enemy camp. Because of this, the pressure on Pang Chun and Ji Zhong, who were responsible for dealing with the ordinary Yellow Turban sergeants, was instantly relieved.

"Protect the general!"

"I will be your opponent."

I saw those old soldiers with yellow turbans on horseback rushing towards the camp. They were all wearing armor, and they were definitely not comparable to a mob.

The Lord humiliates the minister and dies!

What's more, in the military.

Guo Qushuai had already made a rule: if a general is lost in battle, the entire team will be executed!

Afterwards, those new members may be punished lightly, but the old soldiers will not have such treatment.

It would be better to rush forward in one fell swoop and rely on the strength of their numbers to kill the enemy who comes to attack them.

With this desperate mentality, the A-type stream rushed towards Lu Li, who was invincible in the crowd.

It's a pity that an elephant can only be killed if there are too many ants. It's only thirty horses. Lu Li can't be frightened. At this moment, there is minced meat between his fingers. He holds a knife in one hand and a large flag he grabbed casually in his other arm.

With enough strength, he waved forward, and two soldiers flew out upside down.

"kill!"

At this time, Yiqi rushed in front of him, roared and launched his spear, trying to use the momentum of the horse to stab Lu Li to death. If not, it would distract him and give others a chance.

Lu Li laughed loudly and didn't even need to pull the reins. The black-maned horse knew what to do. He stepped forward with all four hooves and easily changed direction to avoid the blow.

Almost at the same time.

In the expectant eyes of the Yellow Turban soldiers, the long sword and the lance each swung an arc. Suddenly, a blood mist exploded between the two of them, and the old pawn who was regarded as hope fell off the horse.

"Huang Tian is standing!!"

Two more cavalrymen arrived, with yellow smoke billowing from their bodies. Their skills became more and more agile. One raised his spear and stabbed Lu Li in the eyes, the other in the chest, both going straight to the vital point.

The law!

People immediately hissed.

Lu Li stood condescendingly, with the big flag tucked under his arm sweeping across. He didn't take them into consideration at all, and stared directly at the camp with the big banner in front of him.

At the same time, a bare-chested strong man wearing only hakama opened the tent and looked over.

Eyes collide.

Admiral!

At this thought, Lu Li leaned back slightly, threw the flagpole with one hand, penetrated the fish lying in front of him, and pounced directly in front of the enemy general without losing momentum.

Where did the fierce man come from?

He doesn't look like an officer in his attire!

Why do you know the movements of the grain requisition troops?!

A series of questions poured into Meng Liang's head, but he had no time to think deeply. With a sudden break of hair, he raised his spear and thrust it in front of him. The pointed flagpole covered with minced meat hurriedly swung aside, and with the sound of wind and thunder, it was nailed to the grain in the tent behind him.

on the car and threw out some blood stains.

Not far away, Ji Zhong and Pang Chun looked dumbfounded. It was obvious that their lord could be so brave without even trying his best.

A thought suddenly appeared in my mind:

Almost like a god!

The thief general Meng Liang's expression was solemn. He felt strong murderous intent from Lu Li's body, and his legs trembled involuntarily.

When the tenth step was reached, a strange phenomenon appeared behind Lu Li. A green wolf looked up to the sky and roared. A continuous strong wind shook around him, and a violent roar sounded: "Remember, the one who killed you is Bingzhou Lu Mengming!"

The sword was gleaming with light, and it struck down with a whistling sound that was an analgesic to the eardrums.

clang!

There was a loud noise.

At the critical moment, Meng Liang's body glowed with starlight, and he raised his spear and held it in front of him, seeming to be able to stabilize the mountains and rivers.

In an instant, the surrounding land cracked and dust and snow and sand rose up, making it difficult to see what was going on inside.

Numbness in hands and tightness in chest.

The stalemate lasted only a few breaths, and tiny cracks began to appear on the iron spear.

In one move, a decision can be made.

However, before Meng Liang could react, there was a sudden movement in front of him, and he staggered forward and fell forward, like a three-year-old child being teased.

Lu Li retracted his long sword, but the cyan wolf was still standing behind him, stars appeared in his eyes, his aura was cold and aloof.

There was a huge difference in strength. Frankly speaking, Lu Li felt that this guy was not as good as the Pei Yuanshao he met before. Therefore, he immediately gave up his thoughts of fighting with him and said instead:

"Those who surrender will not be killed."

When the sound reached his ears, Meng Liang felt ashamed and angry. He raised his sore and numb arms, squeezing every ounce of strength in his body, and the stars that were floating on the surface of his body solidified again.

"Huang Tian is here to kill!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the iron spear was like a snake, with its shaft half-bent, and several phantoms shaking out from the tip of the spear, with a sonic boom sound, and it stabbed Lu Li cunningly.

However, these are all useless efforts, and the gap between the two is too big to be bridged by willpower.

Amidst the roar of the wolf, the long knife swung out a huge cyan light blade, shattered the spear, and then slashed towards Meng Liang, who was fighting to the death.

Bingzhou Lu Mengming?

As he stood still, Meng Liang recited the name in his mind, but another person's appearance emerged in his mind: a purple gold crown with three-pronged hair, an exquisite lion belt, and a sword under his ribs...

Um?

Why am I not dead yet?

As soon as he thought this, he opened his eyes and saw the cold light hitting his chest. Then his mind went blank and he flew out——

It turned out that before the light blade approached, Lu Li still restrained his murderous intention and quickly chopped out a ray of green light to offset it.

Not long after.

The smoke and dust that shrouded in front of the camp dispersed, leaving only one man and one horse on the battlefield.

"Where is the famous Yellow Turban general?"

"I really want to find a suitable opponent, weigh my own strength, and see how good I am in this troubled world."

Lu Li whispered and raised his eyes to stare at Meng Liang who was coughing up blood dozens of meters away. He felt neither joy nor sorrow in his heart, thinking about whether he could block the sword of Martial Saint Guan Yu.

Because he knew that the guy lying on the ground was just a nobody, not worth mentioning at all.

But the black-maned horse was very proud. Under the gaze of everyone, it raised half of its body and paused its hooves in the air. In an instant, the light and shadow swayed, making it even more extraordinary.

Fortunately, Lu Li reacted quickly and tightened his grip on the horse's belly, preventing him from falling.

"Coward...even pretending to be a coward."

Before he could lift the back of the sword, the black-maned horse instantly fell to the ground and became more honest, but kept snoring in protest.

The law.

People are afraid of being famous just as pigs are afraid of being strong. Because he doesn't want to attract too much attention, this guy actually knows how to deliberately hide his screams.

"Walk."

Lu Li pulled the reins and turned the horse's head towards the place where Meng Liang's body lay.

Looking at the lord who turned sideways and mentioned the enemy general, Pang Chun's face turned red. He wished he could break through on the spot, comprehend the legendary fighting spirit, and seize the enemy's head from the tens of thousands of troops.

"What are you stunned for?"

"Chasing the remaining poor bandits, my lord said before that no one should be allowed to escape!"

After all, he was a pavilion chief. Ji Zhong was the first to react. He galloped on his horse and used Lu Li's great victory to harvest heads wantonly.
Chapter completed!