"Long live the Yellow Turban! Long live Houtuying!"...
The blades flashed and the armor was bright. The twelve thousand death-defying army soldiers shouted long live and roared out the anger in their hearts. In front of them was the long-awaited supreme glory. They, the long-criticized warriors, were now carrying the entire
The fate of the Yellow Turban Army! On today's battlefield, they are the protagonists, and even the Montenegrin Army, known as the "Yellow Turban Sword", will be moved by it!
"Kill!" The brand-new armor was stained with blood, and the sharp weapons pierced the enemy's chest. Like the Black Mountain Army, the battlefield in Houtu Camp was a sea of fire that was still unextinguished above the Han River. Just now, among the fire and boulders,
The Montenegrin Army, which had gained a foothold in preparation for a counterattack, was hit head-on!
Different from the Montenegro Army, the Montenegrin Army has hope of survival. They want to kill on the other side with endless anger and use the blood of the enemy to pay tribute to the souls of their dead comrades. But the soldiers of the Death Army are determined to die.
No one is prepared to leave the battlefield alive. They are dead soldiers! The flames of death are flashing in their eyes! Just now, the banner of the "Yellow Turban Ming King" has been raised high behind them, and the gods in their hearts are using their eyes to
Watching his bravest warriors eagerly, the death camp is extremely excited. They want to shine the brightest light in their lives. This is the most glorious moment in their lives!
"Qin Yang is on the shore! Everyone rush! Long live the Yellow Turban! Long live the Saint! Long live the Black Mountain Army!" Zhang Yan looked at the banner of "Yellow Turban Ming King" in the distance. He was infinitely close to the goal in his heart. He didn't care who his opponent was.
Anyone who dares to block his way will die!
The banner of the "Yellow Turban Ming King" was like a powerful stimulant. The Black Mountain Army went crazy, and so did the death squads of the death squads! The three-meter-long spear pierced the enemy, but the soldiers of the death squads died.
He grabbed the gun barrel with a grin and let the spear slide through his body. He walked towards the opponent step by step, raising the long knife in his hand high in the opponent's frightened eyes! A man with one leg lame roared and rushed towards the horse.
Holding the Montenegrin cavalry's horse, he tried all his strength just to pierce the horse's neck with the weapon in his hand!...
Ten thousand, eight thousand, five thousand, three thousand... The soldiers of the death camp who rushed to the Han River in the sea of fire continued to decrease at a visible speed. The roaring Black Mountain Army relied on their bravery to kill blood.
Splash, kill until your eyes are blood-red, kill until you gnash your teeth, kill until your hands are soft, kill until your heart trembles, kill until you are terrified!
"His Royal Highness Prince Ming! Fire the arrows! Long live the Yellow Turbans!" The last two thousand death-defying soldiers held hands and formed the last line of defense with their flesh and blood. They faced the enemy, but they used their last strength to roar at their own camp. They
Knowing that he is powerless to stop the enemy's advance, he can only use his body to serve as the Yellow Turban and make the final contribution to the Yellow Turban King Ming!
"Qu Shuai, the ice surface of the Han River Fire has begun to decline. We must cross the river as soon as possible!" Yang Feng always paid attention to the surrounding situation. Although the fire ignited was not enough to burn off the thick ice, there was still a lot of fire under the ice.
He had to worry about the turbulent Han River that could destroy the entire Black Mountain Army.
"Charge the whole army! Fight to the other side!" Zhang Yan looked around and gave the order.
"Kill! Long live the Montenegrin Army!" The fire gradually died down, and the red-eyed Montenegrin Army soldiers roared wildly, their horses neighed, their swords were stained with blood, and their spear points were cold! The black storm blew up again in the thick smoke, and they wanted to kill them.
The Great Wall of flesh and blood formed by the death camp in front of me was trampled to pieces, trying to tear the banner of the "Yellow Turban King" on the shore to pieces!
"Fire... arrows!" Qin Yang looked at the wall of flesh and blood with his back and was moved. However, he had to give an order. He could not waste the time that the twelve thousand most loyal and brave warriors fought for him with their lives!
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" A dense rain of arrows descended on the Han River again, which was the anger of the archers. The indiscriminate shooting instantly caused blood to flow on the Han River again, whether it was the Montenegrin army or those who dared to die.
The soldiers were all shrouded in this dense rain of arrows, and their lives were like fireworks. After blooming the most gorgeous bloody flowers, they quickly withered.
However, this could not stop the Montenegrin Army. The Montenegrin general Zhang Yan, the military advisor Yang Feng, the cavalry commanders Yu Du and Sui Gu, the spearmen commanders Li Damu and Yu Digen, and the guards commander Zuo Mouzhangba. They all experienced it.
A fighter who has fought hundreds of battles, a hero of the world! When the Yellow Turban Army had no fighter to participate in the battle, they went on a rampage and were invincible!
The soldiers of the Montenegrin Army fell one by one, but their comrades behind them became more and more crazy! As long as the Montenegrin Army is still able to move, no matter how serious their injuries are, no matter how long their lives are left, they will
They are rushing forward firmly and even persistently! They want revenge, and they want to maintain the glory of the Montenegrin flag above their heads!
The black torrent flooded the flesh-and-blood walls of the death camp, passed through the whistling rain of arrows, and let out a roar of death! They rushed up! Two hundred meters! One hundred meters! Fifty meters! The Yellow Turban Army on the shore could even see
The red pupils of the soldiers of the Qingheishan Army can be felt by the strong murderous aura spitting out of their mouths!
"Protect His Highness Prince Ming!" Tao Sheng was anxious and ordered loudly.
"Why are you protecting me? Get ready to fight! Guan Hai, the Guards Battalion draw their swords!" Qin Yang looked sternly, looking at the hateful eyes of the Black Mountain Army that were enlarging in his pupils. The talisman had already appeared in his hand, ready to sacrifice at any time.
Go out to fight.
"Kill the Qin Yang dog thief! Long live the Yellow Turban!" the Black Mountain Army roared excitedly.
"Defend King Ming and kill the rebels! Long live the Yellow Turbans!" The Yellow Turbans and the Guards Battalion on the shore roared loudly!
The two sides are close at hand! Two monstrous murderous auras are constantly colliding in the air! The Black Mountain Army waves its saber and moves forward crazily. The Yellow Turban Army is as stable as a mountain and is ready! The final battle is about to begin!
"Rumble!" A sound like the earth was shattering suddenly sounded at this moment! The whole earth was shaking, the mountain peaks were swaying, and the raging river was roaring!
"The ice has collapsed!" the soldiers of the Montenegrin Army let out a shrill roar. The thick ice of the Han River under their feet was shattering, and the raging river water was constantly gushing out, covering their ankles in an instant. They did not dare to
I believe that why the river surface with thousands of troops walking on the ground suddenly collapsed! The sudden sudden change of heaven and earth is undoubtedly a terrible nightmare for the Montenegrin Army!
"Boom!" It's like a giant dragon is roaring, and the unstoppable force of nature is raging. The raging Han River sleeping underground is now exposed to the sky, and the huge waves that have been contained for many days are more crazy than ever! The Black Mountain Army "
Kill Qin Yang!" The roar was instantly drowned out, and the powerful Black Mountain Army was as helpless as catkins fluttering in the wind in front of the Han River dragon.
"Zhang Yan, even God is helping me, do you still want to defy God?" Qin Yang's voice sounded. Although it was not loud, it was clearly heard by Zhang Yan who was rushing to the front.
Zhang Yan was so angry that he couldn't understand why he suffered such a blow when he was closest to victory!
"Qin Yang! If I have to defy heaven to kill you, then I, Zhang Yan, will defy heaven!" Zhang Yan roared angrily and unwillingly, "Go to hell!"
The spear in Zhang Yan's hand turned into a rainbow in an instant. This rainbow penetrated the water mist and pierced the sky! The tip of the cold spear was wrapped with Zhang Yan's powerful fighting spirit and the most angry unwillingness of a general who was infinitely close to victory.
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"Ah! Protect..." This shot was too fast and too sudden. As soon as Guan Hai's panicked voice sounded, the spear had already flown in front of Qin Yang.
"Poof!" The spear was firmly nailed to the ground two meters behind Qin Yang, and the two Yellow Turban Army guards were pierced fiercely, groaning in pain.
Qin Yang reached out and wiped the scar left by the gun blade on his face. Although his face was calm, he was still afraid of Zhang Yan's shot. If it weren't for the instinctive reaction of the king's energy in his body,
After changing the direction of the spear, I am afraid that he is the one lying on the ground with his head penetrated.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, are you okay?"
"I'm fine. Let's carry these two brothers down for treatment."
Qin Yang quickly regained his composure. After appeasing Guan Hai, Tao Sheng and others, he looked at the river that had already submerged Zhang Yan and all the Black Mountain troops, and sighed secretly.
"Commander Tao, you stay here to clean the battlefield and count the casualties. Guan Hai, take the brothers of the Guards with me to the lower reaches. Send someone to cross the river from the upper reaches and tell Commander Pei Yuanshao that the battle of the Montenegrin Army is over and there is no need for them.
We are under attack. Let him lead his troops and wait in Nanxiang City first. I may have other tasks for them."
After simply giving the order, Qin Yang took a deep breath and looked towards the lower reaches of the Han River. "Zhang Yan, you are so brave, should I kill you or not?"
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