"Dingdang!" Huo Jun drew his sword and stabbed Ji Sang's big knife. The two weapons clashed and made a harsh friction sound. Huo Jun flew backwards, his mouth cracked, and he vomited a mouthful of blood in his chest. If it weren't for the soldiers behind him, Huo Jun would have lost his life.

It's no wonder that Ji Sang is the number one strong general under Zhang Jiao, with a total force of 99. With Huo Jun's force of 87, it's already very good without being stabbed in one second. It's not Ji Sang's opponent.

"Kill you! A great achievement! Take your life!" Ji Sang picked up the big knife in his hand and slashed towards Huo Jun's throat. If this knife continues, Huo Jun's life may be explained here.

"Shoot the arrow..." Huo Jun shouted angrily and spit out a mouthful of blood stasis in his chest. The soldiers under his command took out the Zhuge crossbows that had been prepared long ago, and shot arrows towards Ji Sang in one after another.

Ji Sang rushed a few steps, and as dozens of cold crossbows shot towards him, Ji Sang's pupils shrank and the cold sweat on his forehead couldn't help but flow down. Ji Sang subconsciously lay on the ground, and the sound of arrows came from behind.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Although Ji Sang avoided, dozens of close-fitting Yellow Turban troops under his command could not avoid it and died under the arrow.

"Damn it! I have to kill you! Come on!" Ji Sang knelt on one knee with a knife and spit out a mouthful of dust on his face. Because he was afraid of the power of Zhuge's crossbow, Ji Sang did not dare to rush forward easily, so he could only greet the soldiers behind him.

Two brave generals also emerged from the Yellow Turban Army. One on the left was named Nangong Niu, the one on the right was named Mou Rong, and the two generals, one on the left and one on the right, heading towards Huo Jun's two wings.

Huo Jun swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and a salty smell spread throughout his taste buds. The brave soldier behind him shouted angrily: "Hurry! Protect the general!"

Dozens of elite soldiers protected Huo Jun under his command, fighting with Nangong Niu to death with the weapons in his hands.

Huo Jun reached out and snatched the Zhuge crossbow from the soldier beside him, shouting a breath of cold air in the air, forcing his spirits, staring at Mou Rong's direction, and directly pulling the trigger in his hand: "Swoosh!"

The cold arrow passed by, and the silver-white arrow emitted a heart-wrenching cold light. Mou Rong was fighting with the soldiers in front of him, but he noticed the cold arrow in front of him, and shot directly into the throat. He couldn't even scream. He covered his wound and eventually died here.

"Puchi..." Huo Jun saw that he could no longer hold on when he shot Mou Rong. He vomited an old blood and fainted. After all, it was not easy for Huo Jun to survive until now by Ji Sang's knife.

"General Huo! General Huo!" The soldiers on both sides saw Huo Jun unconscious. Geng Gong, who rushed over, looked at Huo Jun who was unconscious, and his face changed: "Bastard! Take it down to cure the wound!"

"promise!"

At the entrance of Nancheng Square, Tian Gong Zhang Jiao rode his war horse into the city and shouted angrily: "Soldiers! Bounce for me! Kill! Grab!"

"Defend the city gate!" Geng Gong took a spear and personally led his soldiers to encircle the Yellow Turban Army at the entrance of the south city, using this as a defense line, making it difficult for the Yellow Turban Army to move forward.

"Zhang Tiangong! What a plan!" A shout came from behind Zhang Jiao, and the man had a fat head and ears, black skin, riding a white war horse, with a faint smile in his eyes.

"What is General Wang saying? You and I are just taking what you need!" Zhang Jiao stared at Wang Shichong with a faint expression on his beard, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, as if he planned to have a black and black fight for what he said, and wait for the war to end.

Since Wang Shichong lost power in Yan State, he has gone south, and joined forces with Zhang Jiao and the Tian brothers, becoming a cancer of going south. This time they seized the opportunity for today, and Tian Qi is staying in the camp in Heishan.

"Swoosh!" Wang Shichong had just greeted Zhang Jiao, and the hidden arrows on the corner of the city shot at Wang Shichong.

"King, be careful!" Lu Shunmi, in front of Wang Shichong, hurriedly blocked Wang Shichong with his body, and shot an arrow on his shoulder.

"Not good! Defend to the scattered arrows!" Wang Shichong's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly called on the soldiers around him to defend. He didn't want to explain here. The longer he enjoyed, the more timid he became.

On the dark corners of the city wall, Xin Qiji looked at Lu Shunmi who was caught in the arrow, and felt a little unlucky. Looking at Wang Shichong who was protected, Xin Qiji felt helpless. As for the one named Lu Shunmi, he couldn't survive anyway. Xin Qiji applied poison on the arrow, and there was no antidote. The time for a stick of incense was explained here.

A middle-aged man in black walked out from behind Xin Qiji. Looking at Xin Qiji who was frowning secretly, he asked subconsciously: "I missed!"

"Not bad!" Xin Qiji answered truthfully, put away the Zhuge crossbow in his hand, looked at Zheng Zukai behind him, and asked, "How is the arrangement of Heishan?"

"I have already explained that Han Long, Nie Zheng, Gai Nie, and Wu Sui will definitely not leave any grass!" Zheng Zukai's expression looked gloomy. He had some understanding of the strength of these four people. This time their characters were to solve these restless factors such as Zhang Jiao! Wang Shichong! Tian Yinqi.

"The battle situation is wrong! These rebels have all entered the city. Should we help?" Zheng Zukai stared at the killing below with a serious expression. The shouts of killing around him and the burning flames formed an auditory and visual feeling.

"No! The camp in the army has not been in chaos. Geng Gong can handle it himself. No need to take action. Let's deal with Wang Shichong first. As for Zhang Jiao!" Xin Qiji rubbed his nose with his index finger, took a deep breath and said, "Wait a moment!"

"Start the action now?" Zheng Zukai stared at Xin Qiji with confusion.

"right!"

"Okay, let's go!"

The noisy shouting to kill people was like a person who was overturned. Zhang Jiao broke several generals, but he had not yet failed to take them down. This made Zhang Jiao very angry. He looked at Wang Shichong beside him, and Zhang Jiao shouted angrily: "What are you still standing there? You haven't taken action yet!"

"Yes!" Wang Shichong was a little tired of the arrogant Zhang Jiao, but now he had to put the overall situation first, so he could only endure the dissatisfaction in his heart and shouted angrily: "Attack!"

"Kill!" Pei Fangming and Liu Yigong led two hundred iron cavalry under their command to rush towards the enemy's army formation. This is Wang Shichong's trump card and it is also where Zhang Jiao fears Wang Shichong.

"Caval!" Geng Gong's brows were tightened, and he simply did not mess up. He waved his left hand, and the spear was in front, and the wings were spread out. The powerful crossbow in the middle was ready. The archer on the female wall lit the rocket, waiting for Geng Gong to give the order.

"put!"

"Swoosh swish swish swish swish...swoosh swish!" The cold arrows shot straight towards the cavalry like spring rain. Pei Fangming was skillful in archery and horses, avoiding these cold arrows one by one. Liu Yigong was not so lucky, and was directly penetrated by a heavy crossbow and died on the battlefield.

"Brother...!" Liu Yigong's mouth was flowing with blood, his eyes were filled with regret. He had not achieved great success, but he fell here, and his success or failure turned to nothing.

"Ah... Help." Nangong Niu, who was eight feet long, was caught in a rocket. The raging fire burned his armor. The soldiers on the city wall poured down half a barrel of tinder oil. In just half a while, Nangong Niu had become a fireman, fluttering around, as if he wanted to illuminate the darkness. The people who saw it were chilly and showed a look of fear.

"Setting tin oil"

"Waola...Waola!" The sky covered the entire city gate from high places in the inner wall, igniting the entire city gate, forming a large area of ​​joint effects. Livestock are afraid of fire, and horses are no exception. At this moment, the war horses were shocked and began to get angry.

Pei Fangming is worthy of being a general who has experienced many battles. Looking at the frightened war horse, he hurriedly tore off the cloak behind him, covered his urethra, and shouted angrily: "Don't be messed up! Cover the eyes of the war horse! Don't be messed up!"

"Die!" Xiong Kuohai's head was shaking his weapon in his hand and hit Pei Fangming's forehead. Pei Fangming, who was comforting the war horse, was smashed with blood and blood on his face. There was no possibility of survival, making people feel trembling.

"Call me!" Geng Gong had explained to the soldiers behind him in advance, and he was waiting for the order, and shouted angrily: "Zhang Jiao! You have been trapped! Come on your life!"

As soon as this said, Zhang Jiao was shocked and let out a cold sweat. He didn't care about thinking, and quickly turned his horse's head and shouted angrily: "Retreat! Retreat!"

"Brother...!" Zhang Xianzhong was about to pull Zhang Jiao and signaled him not to be too panicked. Zhang Jiao ran faster than a rabbit, so where could he wait for Zhang Xianzhong to talk nonsense here.

Wang Shichong also felt something was wrong. In addition, he could not attack strongly and lost his troops and generals, so he didn't care much. Looking at the dark battlefield, Wang Shichong had no time to hesitate and greeted the soldiers around him: "Go away!"

"I want to leave" Xin Qiji disguised himself as a yellow turban hero and quietly approached Wang Shichong. Seeing Wang Shichong leaving, Xin Qiji drew his sword and flashed. The three-foot sword in his hand emitted a creepy cold light under the moonlight. Wang Shichong was only concerned about running away and was separated from the soldiers around him. At this time, Xin Qiji suddenly attacked and caught Wang Shichong off guard.

Wang Shichong's martial power is not as good as Xin Qiji. With the addition of Xin Qiji's possession of the sneak attack, Wang Shichong was directly sealed with blood. Blood flowed on the ground, and the deep sword marks on his throat made people frightened. The soldiers on both sides reacted and shouted angrily: "The Yellow Turban Army killed the lord! Brothers killed them!"

Xin Qiji staggered and hid in the Yellow Turban Army. Zheng Zukai, who had been protecting Xin Qiji in the dark, stared at the soldiers who were chasing him behind him, waved his sword and shouted angrily: "Shot the arrow"

"Swoosh swish swish swish swish swish swish!" Taking one meter behind Xin Qiji as the starting point, he shot at the Wang Army, and countless casualties were immediately killed and injured. Xin Qiji took the opportunity to escape, and the hatred between the Wang Army and the Yellow Turban Army was also formed.

Geng Gong's tiger's eyes swept up and down to the enemy's movements, and looked at Xiong Kuokai behind him and said, "General Xiong! You lead a thousand elite troops, equipped with Zhuge crossbows, and expand the results of the battle!"

"Leave it to me!" Xiong Kuohai turned over the horse, and the Zhuge crossbow behind him pulled the trigger together. When the Yellow Turban Army saw the enemy chasing him, his face changed drastically, his expression was frightened, and he stepped on each other and suffered countless casualties. In order to expand the results of the battle, Xiong Kuohai chased for three miles.

"It's too much!" Zhang Jiao looked at Xiong Kuohai who was chasing him behind him, rolling upwards, looking at Zhang Dehui and Ji Sang behind him, and cursed angrily: "Go and kill him! Kill him for me!"

"As for the order" Zhang Dehui got the order to urge the horse to come out, but Ji Sang did not rush to take action. Just kidding, he had seen Xiong Kuohai's power in the city, and he could not walk three rounds in his hands. He didn't understand how to die. Moreover, the enemy also had the damn Zhuge crossbow, which made people annoyed. Ji Sang did not plan to die. At the moment, Ming was destroyed by everyone, and he did not seem to want to do as Zhang Jiao's instructions.

"Kill!" Zhang Dehui shook the big knife in his hand and fought towards Xiong Kuohai. But Xiong Kuohai suddenly smashed it down, and Zhang Dehui's tiger's mouth cracked and blood surged like a spring.

"Even a native chicken and a tile dog dares to be rampant! Die!" Xiong Kuohai suddenly killed him with a stick, and Zhang Dehui immediately told him his life.

"Do it" Zheng Zuo opened his sight at Chen Youliang in front of him, took off the arrow box of Zhuge's crossbow, took off the wooden box that had been prepared long ago at his waist, and marked with the word "wolf". The cold arrows inside were all wolf poison arrows. With the development of Bian Que over the past few years, the poison inside was no longer the same.

"put!"

"Swoosh swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish!" Zhuge's crossbow shot nine arrows in a row, and Zheng Zukai directly shot Zhuge's crossbow in the air.

Chen Youliang, who was rushing to the road, didn't notice the cold arrows shot behind him. Wu Guang, who was beside him, saw them, swung his knife to block the three arrows for Chen Youliang, and shouted angrily: "Be careful!"

"Ah!" When Chen Youliang reacted, it was already too late. He was hitting three arrows behind him, urging the horse to run for half a stick of incense, and finally died of poison.

Zheng Zukai took off the crossbow and looked at Wu Guang. He was too lazy to bother with him. He could complete his task. Don’t make any troubles. As for the rest, just leave the rest to Xiong Kuohai.

"It's over!" Xin Qiji pressed the bronze sword in his arms, looked at Zheng Zukai with a proud look on his face, and asked subconsciously.

"It's over! It's a pity that Zhang Jiao was let go!" Zheng Zukai put away the Zhuge crossbow in his hand, reinstalled the arrow box he had taken off, frowned, obviously feeling secretly annoyed because he failed to kill Zhang Jiao.

"Who said Zhang Jiao ran away!" Xin Qiji stared at Zheng Zukai with a touch of teasing, with a faint smile in his eyes.

"What does this mean..." Zheng Zukai looked suspicious, not knowing what Xin Qiji meant.

"You will know when he comes back!"

Zhang Jiao led three hundred Yellow Turban soldiers to a riverside and rested. Because the enemy was chasing him relentlessly, Zhang Jiao and his army ran apart. Now there is only one Zhou Cang left by his side. Most of the troops of tens of thousands of people were lost. He was chased by Xiongkuohai for five miles. Zhang Jiao wanted to die, but this was just his idea. He dared not do so.

"General! Drink some water!" Zhou Cang took out the gourd, looking stupid.
Chapter completed!