Fang Guang pulled Xu Ding over and decided to charge into the battle on his own. Xu Ding still wanted to argue, but turned around and glanced at the look in the eyes of the East County Sheriff, who was so frightened that he even took a few steps back.
In his heart, Fang Guang, who was as elegant as the Chang'an Imperial College student, finally revealed the murderous intent of General Cao Ying.
It seems that the Yuzhou Yellow Turbans have been reduced to the level of bandits. Half of Fang Guang's hair is standing on end, just like when he faced the enemy in Juancheng and merged with Zhang Liao in the state.
Fang Guang's eyes are different from Liu Xuande's eyes, which are as deep as the abyss when his aura explodes.
In Fang Guang's pupils, silver electric light and faint golden light alternately flashed. If Liu Bei is the ultimate darkness, Fang Guang represents the golden color and the light of great justice that Huang Tian pursues!
Xu Ding was such a strong man. Under the intimidation of this momentum, the hairs on the back of his hands stood up instantly. He rubbed his eyes that were staring at Fang Guang, and his tears were stung by the light of the Great Righteousness, causing a few drops to flow.
"Protect the people well. Xu Chu and I have a life-long friendship. Today, he can't even keep his relatives, so why talk about Qilin?"
"Open the city gate, but without my order, anyone who comes out of the city to rescue me will be killed!"
Fang Guang squeezed out a smile on his face, trying to comfort Xu Ding, but his stiff expression only made Xu Ding more afraid.
This time when he came south, he only had Cao Ang and Xu Shu with him, and no other fierce generals. He had to do this dirty work by himself!
Fang Guang glanced at Xu Chu's twenty-year-old brother. He was indeed a tough guy. Blood was drawn on his neck from the blade of a Yellow Turban soldier. He gritted his teeth and remained silent for fear of disturbing the mood of everyone in the city.
"drive!"
With a loud shout, a black horse and a brave general rushed out like lightning, taking two hundred steps to arrive in an instant.
There was a flash of black light, and the yellow scarf swordsmen beside Xu Qing, one had a short halberd in his throat, and the other had a long halberd in his chest, and he fell down!
Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao did not expect that Cao Jun in Wubao would react so quickly. Those who participated in the battle of Woniu Mountain that day looked at Fang Guang's figure and shouted.
"This is Fang Datong, Cao Ying Qilin!"
"You are so young, you are a hero!"
"What nonsense are you talking about? This is our mortal enemy. Kill him. Kill him to avenge Liu Shuai!"
"I forgot what Commander He said. If you catch him alive, be easy to talk to Cao Cao. If you shoot arrows casually, behead him!"
In the fields, the Yellow Turban soldiers were chattering away. Pei Yuanshao and Zhou Cang, who were a little further away, looked at each other and saw the ecstasy in each other's hearts.
"Okay, Lao Zhou, you guessed it right, Fang Datong, he insists on doing whatever others do!"
"You all get out of the way and leave this boy to me. Can his muscles compare to mine? |
While shouting, Pei Yuanshao struck a pose, exposing his tendons, and rode his horse from the side towards Fang Guang's rear, trying to cut off Fang Guang's way back to Wubao.
Fang Guang, with gold and silver lightning flashing in his eyes, rushed to the side of Xu Chu's little brother, and the anger that only wanted to kill people dissipated.
Brother Xu Chu, who is still young now, has already developed the rudimentary shape of a door panel.
The ten-year-old child, who was fourteen or fifteen in height, looked at Fang Guang who rushed in front of him, his clear eyes full of joy.
"Are you Fang Datong, the person that my second brother respects the most?"
"I heard the Yellow Turban Army shouting, and it was exactly what my letter said!"
The child's words were a little tight, so Fang Guang chuckled, and imitated what Zhao Zilong had seen in the TV series, lifting the little giant onto the horse, taking off a layer of armor, and wrapping him up.
"Take you home and don't tell your second brother that you can still be bullied by others in front of me!"
"Also remember, the people here don't deserve the name Yellow Turban Army, they are just Yellow Turban thieves!"
Fang Guang's last words were spoken in a loud voice. After he finished speaking, he glanced at the surrounding Yellow Turban veterans. After hearing what Fang Guang said, half of the Yellow Turban veterans looked ashamed and lowered their heads.
In the distance, a thousand steps away from Wubao, Sanhan'er, Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao arrived at this moment and heard Fang Guang's words clearly.
Two young and beautiful girls from Jiangdong, only one boy could be seen, tenderly protecting the child in his arms, with a halberd in his hand, like a dragon crossing the river.
There are more than a dozen halberds behind the young man, which are standard equipment for charging into the formation. He shakes his shoulders, and a short halberd that even Lu Bu is afraid of will fly out. The yellow scarf in front of him will definitely cause someone to fall.
"It turns out this is Fang Guang, Fang Datong. He is so young and so brave. I thought he was as good as Baoyu!"
Da Qiao covered her mouth, her face full of tenderness and domineering people. She had seen many domineering people. Her first suitor, Jiangdong Sun Ce, was a famous little bully in the world.
It's just that this is the first time a young girl has seen such a star-studded righteousness among the tyrants.
In Da Qiao's heart, although Fang Guang was born in Baiding and a Yellow Turban Colonel, his domineering attitude was extremely noble.
Compared with him, Sun Ce's domineering spirit is more like that of a brave and ruthless business man!
"Wow, he is so handsome, and his aura is really unique. If he had a sword, could Fang Datong open the Heavenly Gate?"
Xiao Qiao's eyes were filled with stars like her sister's. For the first time in her life, the unruly girl's heart felt warm, like a swallow flying into her heart.
The two girls were whispering softly, and Sanhan'er, who was not far away from them, didn't hear anything clearly. Looking at Fang Guang Yingwu, the Yellow Turban Primary School naturally wanted to destroy his prestige.
"Don't look at his cheerful smile, he will soon be dismounted!"
"Did you see that, it's our Yellow Turban Pei Shuai who has cut off his escape path?"
"Shut up!"
"Don't talk nonsense!"
The three idiots made random comments, but they elicited two angry scoldings.
The frivolous little school boy in Yellow Turban quickly stopped talking, wondering in his heart, how could he have found out about Master Jiangdong Yan’s personal general?
Fang Guang wounded people with his short halberd and bought time to put on Xu Qing's protective armor. In an instant, the two hundred steps back to Wubao were filled with yellow scarf soldiers!
The leader, Pei Yuanshao, had a ferocious smile on his face and a spear in his hand, making a whirring sound as if acrobatic.
The Xu family members at the top of the city, Fang Guang Buqu, were afraid of hurting Fang Guang. The young master did not dare to shoot arrows casually, and the Yellow Turban Army came and went without any hindrance.
"Fang Datong, surrender, you are originally from our Yellow Turban lineage, why are you pretending to be the spokesperson of the army?"
"With your talent, it would be difficult for you to become a deputy commander under He Shuai. Why should you sacrifice your life for a descendant of a noble family?"
Pei Yuanshao raised the corners of his mouth and spoke to Fang Guang with a sarcastic tone.
I don't know why, but Pei Yuanshao, who was born in the Yellow Turban, is the most unlucky to see Fang Guang, who was born in his own lineage, always speak as the son of heaven and the embodiment of justice in the face of battle.
In Pei Yuanshao's opinion, after joining the Yellow Turban, the only way to go is to fight to the death with the officials.
"You are worthy of being called Yellow Turbans, but you are nothing more than thieves. Wrapped in red scarves or green scarves, it's all the same1"
Fang Guang's words were sarcastic, and Pei Yuanshao was furious. He raised his gun and came towards him. The two of them were instantly killed.
Fang Guang's martial arts skills were superior to Pei Yuanshao's. Firstly, there were countless yellow scarf soldiers around Pei Yuanshao, helping the muscular man. Secondly, Fang Guang's most intimidating short halberd had already been shot.
On top of the city, Cao Ang saw the crisis situation, put on his armor several times, and shouted loudly.
"Open the door, open the door for me, I want to save Datong!"
"What are you doing standing still? My father is Cao Mengde. Don't be afraid of military orders!"
Cao Ang's words, I am afraid that Fang Guang has heard, the cutest father is the model of so-and-so. What he saw was yellow in front of him, but behind him, the formation of the Yellow Turban Army was looser.
Fang Guang was thinking about riding back and riding alone when a mighty voice came from his ears.
After the Yellow Turban Army, a young general with a white helmet and a white horse rushed towards this place like an arrow. The genuine Zhao Zilong sat on the horse and kept shouting.