The word "Han" means a handsome flag, fluttering in the wind, showing its teeth and claws, with a strong momentum. The whole world is not the king's land, and the shores of the land are not the king's ministers.
The word "Han" means the commander's flag, which not only represents the Han Dynasty, but also represents the military spirit condensed by thousands of Han people. It has the highest significance. When the commander's flag moves, the army will move and those who retreat will be killed.
The person standing under the banner is even more extraordinary. He is the crown prince of the Han Dynasty, the king's general, the man who is popular among the people, and the true hegemon of the world.
Liu Feng is a more ferocious person than Shuai Qi.
When Liu Feng went to the rear to fight, even if he did not use military law, no soldiers would choose to retreat. They would fight to the death, and they would not hesitate to shed the last drop of blood for Liu Feng.[
Liu Feng is such a character.
"Huhuhu."
"Whoa whoa whoa whoa."
Driven by the strong wind and beaten by the current, the boat rode the wind and waves, passed the floating corpses, and reached the bottom of the chain-locked warship.
"General."
When Liu Feng Xiaozhou approached, a soldier immediately dropped the rope after putting it on.
"Shuai Qi goes first."
On the boat, Liu Feng took a deep breath and ordered.
"promise."
The flag bearer made a promise, and he and the soldiers raised each other, and carefully carried the commander's flag onto the chain-link warship. After the commander's flag was mounted, Liu Feng climbed onto the warship step by step.
The moment Liu Feng stepped onto the warship, the first thing that caught his eyes was a pair of admiring and fanatical gazes. These gazes all came from the soldiers who stayed behind.
Liu Feng has such charm.
Facing these gazes, Liu Feng nodded slightly, then raised his head and looked forward. He saw the army fighting in front of him in endless chaos, while the generals were accumulating their strength, waiting for the opportunity to explode.
Liu Feng paused for a moment, and then strode forward. Behind him, more than ten soldiers were surrounded by the "Han" flag, protecting Liu Feng as he moved forward.
After walking for a while and approaching the water stronghold, Liu Feng stopped again, took a deep breath, and shouted: "Anyone who stands alone in front of you is a rebel. Those who obey will prosper, and those who rebel will perish. All generals will not be captured alone."
How long will we wait for these rebels?"
"Those who stand alone in front of us are rebels. Those who obey will prosper, and those who rebel will perish. If the generals don't capture these rebels alone, how long will it take?"
"Those who stand alone in front of us are rebels. Those who obey will prosper, and those who rebel will perish. If the generals don't capture these rebels alone, how long will it take?"
Liu Feng shouted angrily, and his voice was like a sharp sword, penetrating the air around him and spreading in all directions.
It was as shocking as a rock, with a majestic momentum. And word for word, it reached the ears of the generals and soldiers.[
Immediately, they all knew that Liu Feng had landed on the shore. In the dangerous Yellow River, he took a small boat and rode the wind and waves with the flag on his head.
A surge of hot blood welled up in the chests and abdomens of the soldiers. Even though they had been fighting for more than half a day, and even though they had not even eaten lunch, the soldiers at this moment felt energetic, as if they had endless strength.
"Those who follow will prosper, those who go against will perish."
"Those who obey will prosper, and those who go against will perish."
Zhao Yun moved, roared, and pointed his gun at Ma Teng and Han Sui's soldiers on the opposite side.
Wei Yan moved, roared angrily, unleashed a powerful aura, and strode forward.
Zhang Liao moved, just like his style, calm but quick and domineering.
Dong Gai moved, as if he were a furious tiger, rushing towards a group of jackals with a raging momentum.
Countless Han soldiers moved, roaring and killing, as if they were cheetahs, charging forward with agility and fierceness.
As Liu Feng said, those who stand in front are all rebels. Those who obey will prosper, and those who rebel will perish. For this reason, those who obey will prosper and those who rebel will perish, the soldiers are willing to throw their heads and blood.
At this moment, the Han army was in great momentum.