Late at night, the night is full of ghosts.

On the vast land, there is a sea of ​​cold light, slowly advancing towards the northwest.

Golden flags are like golden fires flying under the moonlight.

Although the visibility is relatively low, it cannot be identified. There is a heroic word "Sun" engraved on the flags.

This is Sun Ce's Jiangdong soldiers.

At the front of the array, Sun Ce held the Overlord Golden Spear in his hand, took the lead, leading the five thousand vanguards, escorting the baggage behind him, and advancing towards Shouchun to the west.

"Yuan Shu... My imperial seal that I, Sun Bofu, left with you back then, was finally able to return it to Zhao intact today."

Sun Ce breathed a sigh of relief, holding the golden spear in his hand tightly. On the face that was clearly angular and masculine, a smile that was determined to win was raised.

Because in the past half a month, he has been in dozens of cities in a row, and within ten days he can conquer Shouchun in one breath and conquer the Central Plains since then.

Considering that there was Liu Biao, the enemy who killed his father, in the south, Sun Ce wanted to attack in a blitzkrieg manner. The soldiers were very fast, so he left Zhou Tai, Cheng Pu and others to guard the city they captured a few days ago, and he was He led his army to marches at night, and only brought one deputy general Ling Cao.

Five thousand soldiers and horses, horses wrapped in hooves, and people held a slate, just like an army of ghosts, silently touching westward.

The journey was silent and did not run into Yuan Jun's patrol scout.

The tense expression on the faces of the soldiers gradually eased, and a smile of gratitude appeared on the corners of their mouths.

"Liu Jingsheng, Liu Jingsheng, when I take back the imperial seal, I will lead the army south to tear you to vent my hatred. By then, my Sun family holds the land of the three states in Jiangnan and will surely achieve a king's plan. Hegemony..."

Sun Ce sneered in his heart, recalling his plans with Zhou Yu, as if he had seen the distant future, and a sense of heroism arose.

"kill--"

"kill--"

"kill--"

Just then, the sound of killing suddenly sounded loudly, and in the dark, a shocking sound of killing sound suddenly sounded, and countless soldiers rushed over.

I saw dust and smoke rising, and horse's hooves were like rolling thunder.

A few hundred steps away from the front, there was a thousand-man cavalry ramming towards Sun Ce.

Sun Ce's heart was shocked, and the heroic spirit that had just been ignited was shaken by the appearance of the iron cavalry in front of him.

Looking up, I saw a cavalryman wearing red armor, holding a blood-colored iron halberd, a purple gold crown on his head, and a full body of a murderous spirit. The cavalry was the first .

The iron cavalry was all red and black from head to toe, like a dead soul coming out of the Nine Nether Hell. Under the cold moonlight, it entered Sun Ce's vision and the Jiangdong Army's vision.

All the generals were suspicious, and the five thousand soldiers behind them were all in an uproar, not knowing where the iron cavalry came from.

They didn't know that this person was Lu Bu who led his army back to the rescue.

"Who is here? Let's sign up!" Sun Ce recovered, and with a golden spear struck, he immediately shouted loudly.

However, Lu Bu had no intention of paying attention to Sun Ce, but instead clamped his legs and the red rabbit under his crotch tore the Ye Feng apart, like a stream of fire pounced in.

It is an enemy or a friend, the current situation is already very clear.

"Arrogant, lord, wait for me to kill his head!"

Just as Sun Ce was about to fight, Ling Cao, who was beside him shouted loudly, then carried a long sword in his hand, pulled out his horse and headed towards Lu Bu to fight.

This Jiangdonghu General relied on his eighth-grade martial arts and his heroic spirit remained the same as before. Each person and one sword passed by like a gust of wind, and rushed away with Lin Fei's murderous intent.

On the way, the cavalryman holding a red halberd was like a black iron tower, still moving. The red Fangtian painting halberd was dragged under the horse, tearing apart the dust and sand, and it was deeply trapped in the mask. His eyes were filled with arrogance and disdain, and a cold light as cold as ice.

The look of eyes was extremely disdainful, as if he didn't take Ling Cao as he was catching up.

In an instant, Ling Cao had already shot at the horse, swept out the long knife in his hand, and took the power of thunder and took the iron cavalry Lu Bu's chest.

"Native chickens and dogs, seeking death..."

At a certain breathing moment, Lu Bu's throat suddenly rolled and he let out a low and disdainful sneer. Just as Ling Cao cut his long sword into his chest, his arms, as thick as the mouth of a bowl, suddenly trembled.

A cold light flashed, and just before Ling Cao could see clearly how the opponent made a move, the blood-red and transparent painting halberd had already arrived first and rushed in.

Chichi--

The halberd's speed was as fast as lightning, and its strength was as strong as Mount Tai. When it cut through the air, it made a sharp friction sound.

Wherever the halberd blade passed, the extremely powerful force swept the ground under the horse and the dust suddenly rose.

Before the halberd tip arrived, Ling Cao was already shocked to feel the overwhelming air pressure, an almost invisible huge wall, with the power to destroy everything, pressing towards him.

The speed is so fast that it is faster than the blast of wind and lightning.

The strength is so strong that it is stronger than Mount Tai.

"How is this guy actually..."

Before Ling Cao could be shocked, the cold halberd was already coming, and the strong wind wrapped around him, with nowhere to avoid him. He could only change his moves halfway, raise his long sword and block it with all his strength.

The next second, the red halberd hit.

Bang-

A dull and long metal bombardment sounded the sparks splashing in the wilderness, shining like the light of day.

Accompanied by a painful muffled groan, Ling Cao's chest was filled with blood and could not control it at all.

"puff......"

Ling Cao opened his mouth and squirted blood wildly. The five fingers holding the knife were instantly shocked to crack, and blood overflowed.

After just one encounter, Jiang Donghu General Ling Cao was shocked to vomit blood.

Seeing this incredible scene, Sun Ce's entire army was filled with shock, as if he had seen a ghost, and could not believe what he saw in front of him.

"I am so incompetent that I dare to come forward to fight."

A cold shout sounded from the blood dust, and the force on Lu Bu's arms was heavier, and the Fangtian Painted Spear was pushed.

Click.

The long knife in Ling Cao's hand was shattered, and the broken blade was shattered like a ripples in waves.

The next moment.

The halberd in Lu Bu's hand hit Ling Cao directly through the barrier of the blade.

Puff.

The air was filled with disgusting smell, and an extremely bloody scene appeared before everyone's eyes.

Under the surging slash of Fang Tian's painting halberd, Ling Cao was instantly torn into two halves by one man and one horse.

Jiangdong Tiger General - Ling Cao, die!

At this moment, whether it was the enemy or the own army, they all fell into an incredible state.

Lu Bu was too lazy to even look at the terrible corpse. He slowly raised the bloody Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand, and a pair of cold and icy eyes swept across the audience, as if Shura was standing in the moonlit night.

One person moved, the whole audience was quiet.

He only heard him ask coldly: "Wait, who is Sun Ce?"
Chapter completed!