The gate of the village was knocked down, and because of Guan Yu's power, no one dared to come forward.

Guan Yu was filled with murderous aura, his eyes were like daggers, he swept across the crowd of yellow scarves behind the door, his eyes widened, "Whoever surrenders will avoid death!"

Guan Yu gave a sharp shout, which made some of the Yellow Turbans' hearts tremble and they couldn't help but take half a step back.

The yellow turban leader who was mixed in the crowd saw that Guan Yu was alone. He drew his sword out of its sheath with a loud sound, "Kill!" The leader shouted, urging his troops to surround Guan Yu.

"kill!!"

The Yellow Turbans were frightened by Guan Yu at first, but then relied on the strength of their numbers and raised their guns to assassinate Guan Yu.

In an instant, three or five spears stabbed at Guan Yu who was standing at the gate of the village. Guan Yu roared angrily and swung his knife to chop. There were two clicks and the knife went down. The two spear shafts were cut off and the spear heads fell to the ground. The knife got stuck in the ring.

On the third gun, the fourth one poked towards Guan Yu's chest. Guan Yu raised his free hand to grab it. When the gun pierced his chest, still half an arm's distance from his chest, he held on tightly.

Caught the barrel of the gun.

The Yellow Turban Lancer gritted his teeth and pushed his gun forward, but the gun barrel didn't move at all.

There was an instant stalemate. Seeing that they had an advantage, the other Yellow Turbans swarmed towards Guan Yu. They slashed at him with their long spears and stabbed him with their spears. Guan Yu had to face at least seven or eight long soldiers in an instant.

After all, Guan Yu is extraordinary, his strength and reaction speed are unmatched by ordinary people.

Guan Yu retreated suddenly, dodged this round of gunfire, and dragged the Yellow Turban spearman back. The spearman was not as powerful as Guan Yu, and the spear was pulled away from his hand.

With the weapon in hand, Guan Yu exchanged the sword in his right hand with the spear in his left hand, and then charged towards the stronghold again.

The Yellow Turban Spear came again. Guan Yu dodged and blocked the two spears sideways, and knocked away a long sword with his short sword in his left hand. When the opponent's sword was horizontal and ready to pull back, Guan Yu had already taken the lead with one hand.

He sent the gun and thrust the tip of the gun into the chest of the yellow scarf soldier. The tip of the gun penetrated the chest.

Huangjin Ge's hand was stabbed by this, and he lost all strength in an instant. He pulled back, and the Ge blade weakly slid under the thin fish scales of Guan Yu's body.

With a knife in one hand and a spear in the other, Guan Yu moved forward step by step, killing every step of the way. The yellow turbans he killed kept retreating.

When out of the corner of his eye he saw a yellow turban archer on the sentry tower high up bending his bow, Guan Yu threw his spear and killed the yellow turban archer on the sentry tower. Guan Yu no longer had any soldiers to use.

The ring-headed dagger was good at close combat, but was not suitable for fighting with spears. Guan Yu simply rushed into the enemy group and fought closely. He used the ring-headed knife to chop and chop. After a while, the blade was cut and curled.

Guan Yu used the momentum of a tiger to join a flock of sheep, and his sleeves were full of blood from the direct killing. He had to tear off his sleeves, grab the sword and fight again.

While Guan Yu and Huang Jin were facing each other at the gate of the village, Centurion Gouzi and more than a dozen people finally arrived.

Two small formations of mandarin ducks, one on the left and one on the right, attacked both sides of Guan Yu.

The yellow turban spearmen came up and stabbed with their spears, but the shield soldiers immediately used their shields to block.

The spear pierced the shield. If the blow failed, the Yellow Turban spearman was about to retract the spear and stab again. At this time, the spearman in the rear of Yuanyang's small formation took advantage of the enemy's retraction and shot back.

The Yellow Turban Lancer was at a loss for a moment. He put away half of his gun and tried to block the incoming spear. Unfortunately, he was too weak to block it successfully.

The gunman of the Yuanyang Formation stabbed the Yellow Turban Army spearman in the neck, and the gun blade instantly cut the carotid artery. The Yuanyang Formation successfully obtained one for free.

A group of Yellow Turban soldiers with swords and shields surrounded them. They slashed their swords and axes at the shields of the Yuanyang formation, blocking one or two swords. The Yellow Turban army also had ruthless men, a fat and strong Yellow Turban leader wearing good armor.

He kicked the shieldman's shield with one kick. The thief was so powerful that he kicked the shieldman back. If the spearman behind him hadn't stepped forward and shouldered the shieldman in time, the shieldman would have fallen to the ground.

In the melee, if you fall to the ground, you will have a wide gap, and it will take time to get up. Once you fall to the ground, the enemy's gun will come at you, and you will not be able to hide. If you fall to the ground, you will be half dead.

Because of the bravery of the Yellow Turban General, the Yuanyang formation was forced to retreat slightly.

The brave thief continued to press forward, and struck the shield soldier with another knife. At the same time, he wanted to repeat his old trick, and raised his foot to kick again. The spearmen behind him were already on guard. Just as the thief was about to raise his foot, he shot from the left.

Weaving in and out, he stabbed the thief in the face.

The thief was really brave. He raised his knife and knocked the spearman's gun off guard. However, he was caught off guard and another shot came out from the right and stabbed directly into the thief's ribs. The thief couldn't dodge and was stabbed by the gun.

However, the thief's armor was good, and when he stabbed him with the spear, the tip of the spear slid away along the scales.

The thief was furious, roaring and trying to fight bravely. Suddenly, the thief screamed, and when he looked closely, he saw a crossbow arrow nailed to the thief's abdomen.

The crossbowmen who flashed out from behind the formation finished firing their crossbows, then hurriedly flashed back to the back of the formation to reload their arrows.

The thieves were hit by an arrow in the abdomen, and the crossbow arrows penetrated the armor. Under the sudden and severe pain, the thieves' body was stooped, and the knife in his hand almost fell off.

Seeing this opportunity, the shield hand pushed back and chopped off the thief's head with a knot of sword, killing the thief.

Yuanyangzhen had another prostitute for nothing.

Then more Yellow Turban troops blocked the way. The spearmen stabbed them with their spears one after another. The shield soldiers blocked them from the left and from the right. Danger was everywhere, so they had to block and retreat.

At this time, although they were retreating step by step and the shield soldiers were unable to fight back, the spearmen in the rear of the Yuanyang Formation would occasionally try to shoot back. The yellow scarf shield soldiers could easily block the spears, and the thieves' spearmen had no swords or shields to cover them.

, although the Yuanyang Formation was forced back outside the village gate, but at this moment, another yellow scarf soldier who was not afraid of death rushed forward and was shot to death.

Another prostitute for nothing.

When the slow-loading arm crossbowman finally loaded the crossbow, he stepped out sideways, took aim, and clicked the trigger. There was a crashing sound of the bow string vibrating, and the crossbow arrows were fired into the crowd, killing another person.

It's free prostitution again.

Although they are inconspicuous one by one, within a short time, two Yuanyang formations tried to support Guan Yu, but were pushed back. During the period of time when they were fighting at the gate of the village, the Yuanyang formations killed one after another, and no one was killed or injured.

More than a dozen people were prostituted.

For a while, nothing would appear, but soon, the most courageous and daring Yellow Turbans died one after another, and the frequency of Yellow Turbans' proactive attacks began to decrease.

The Yuanyang Formation began to take the initiative to attack, trying to press into the gate of the village. Guan Yu, who was in the village, killed him in the middle of the village. The Yuanyang Formation was at the gate of the village. After a while, the Yuanyang Formation wasted no time, and gradually suppressed the outnumbered Yellow Turban Army.

, the village gate is just so narrow, and only a few dozen people can fight.

Judging from the enemy-killing efficiency, the five people in the Yuanyang Formation are as one, and the enemy-killing speed is not much slower than Guan Yu.

Finally, when other village warriors from the bottom of the mountain climbed up one after another, they attacked fiercely at the gate of the village. The Yellow Turban Army who were in a stalemate at the gate of the village finally could no longer resist and began to retreat.

At this time, Guan Yu was in the Yellow Turban camp and was killing himself. Suddenly he noticed that the Yellow Turbans around him ran towards the gate on the other side regardless of the situation.

Guan Yu calmed down and took a look, and saw that his subordinates were filing in, and the whole village was chasing yellow scarves.

When Guan Yu entered the enemy's stronghold, the stronghold was full of enemy troops. Guan Yu knew that he only had a dozen local warriors behind him and that the battle was dangerous. So he fought bravely to kill the enemy in order to win.
Chapter completed!