"Ha!" The Snake Spear in Zhang Fei's hand was as fast as a silver snake, wandering beside Zhang Fei, protecting him tightly, and attacking him from time to time, revealing his sharp fangs. Each shot was covered with a violent aura, and a roar. Coupled with Zhang Fei's swelling hair, he was like a furry lion, and the roar was shocking the sky.

"Well!" Emperor Xin held the Qinglong Fangtian Ji in his hand. With each blow, he was like a dragon and Pojun. Zhang Fei was entangled. After more than thirty rounds in a row, the two of them still did not decide the outcome. Zhang Fei became more and more brave as he fought. The fighting spirit on his body never retreated and shouted: "Kill quickly! Come again..."

"Ding! Zhang Fei's fierce fighting attributes are activated, his fighting spirit is getting stronger and stronger, his martial arts value is added to 5, and his martial arts value is added to 1 for every ten extra rounds of battle. The current fierce battle is more than 30 rounds, Zhang Fei's martial arts value is added to 3, the basic martial arts value is 102, the martial arts value is added to 1, the martial arts value of Dark Cloud Steps Snow is added to 1, and the current martial arts value is 112!"

"Drink!!" Zhang Fei's energy was frozen on the serpent of the serpent, and a red smell appeared on the gun body, like a giant python spitting out its scarlet snake shape.

"The air enters the instrument!" Di Xin narrowed his eyes, his face looked a little embarrassed, and his left hand, which had been shaking, became firm at this moment. Di Xin's expression gradually became cold and his expression was grim. He said in his heart: "You can't defeat! You can't defeat! But what should I do... What to do... Let's fight!"

"Hahahaha! Death!" Zhang Fei didn't care about his scattered weapons, and the wind was cold and the snake spear was holding the sky with one move, heading straight for Di Xin's throat.

"Kill!" Emperor Xin's eyes were clever, and the energy on his body condensed and appeared on his body. The armor moved with the wind, holding his breath in his heart. Emperor Xin knew very well that the aura in his heart had ejaculated! He was finished! He didn't have time to think too much and went to kill with a gun.

Han Yi bent his index finger, pressed his beard against his nose with the joints of his index finger, then spread his hand, stroked the three-character mustache on his chin, and sneered: "Interesting! Interesting..."

Compared with Han Yi, who was calm and gentle, Le Yi had already begun to calm down. He had already seen the danger of Emperor Xin, and pulled out the sword in his arms and snorted coldly: "Tell me the order, and the whole army will charge!"

"Woo... Woo...! Boom... Boom... Boom!"

With the war drums full of war, the soldiers of Yan State were all in agitation. Han Yi narrowed his eyes and stretched out his two fingers, his expression seemed calm, and he smiled and said, "Kill!"

"Kill!" With a gentle word, tens of thousands of people became turbulent and began to fight. The two armies confronted each other and began to fight. On this day, the wolf smoke rose everywhere, and the shouts of killing were shocking! Nine battles a day, blood was pouring on.

The battle between Yan and Han armies was equal in size and it was difficult to distinguish between the top and bottom. Lixia was also unstable. Han Qinhu showed his sharpness with his contribution to the battle of Zhongshan, and everyone in his command dared to fight. Including the help of Jia Fu, Li Cunxiao and others, he fought with Tian Ji three times in a row, vaguely put Tian Ji at a disadvantage and could only retreat to Lixia and wait for the rescue of Yan State.

At the foot of the mountain, a team of people transported food and grass. The generals were led by a general wearing front Lu armor, accompanied by a sword at the waist, holding a spear in his hand, and holding a horse rope in his hand, making the wine gourd in the other hand, drinking from time to time, and taking a few sips, the whole abdomen was hot. Cao Mo, who had been silent, suddenly smashed the wine gourd in his hand on the rock on the top, with his red cheeks and shouting: "I, Cao Mo, are the twenty-four generals in the world, don't want to give food to this person who is dependent on his power! It's a great shame! A great shame!"

Every time Cao Mo said, the more powerful the fire in his heart was, why? Why are the benefits all from others? But he can only be so cowardly here.

"General Cao, don't be drunk and crazy! Escort food and grass is a major military event! The king is the general, and he is named General Jienan. Why do you complain here?" A man standing behind Cao Mo, nine feet tall, and took a big knife in his hand. He seemed dissatisfied with Cao Mo who was resentful. Han Yi named him General Jienan. He was complaining. He was a miscellaneous general and still had his loyal duties. This guy is really shameful.

"General Jienan! Hahahaha! General Jienan! This military rank is located behind the General Four Characters, only one level higher than you generals with miscellaneous numbers. What is this title? I, Cao Mo, is one of the twenty-four generals in the world. What kind of face do you have? How dare you speak in front of me?" Cao Mo was furious and accused Zhang Dingbian of his nose and cursed him overwhelmed.

"You...!" Zhang Dingbian was furious. Looking at the drunk Cao Mo, he wanted to put him on the spot to rectify the Dharma. However, this man's military rank was higher than him. When he thought of this, Zhang Dingbian put down the big knife he raised and said in secretly: "Forget it! After pressing this piece of food, he would go back to General Han's command! He would not transport food with this guy!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Dingbian held the big knife in his hand, looked at the long dragon-like horse team behind him, and immediately said, "Hurry up! Before dark, you must send the food and grass to General Han Qinhu's tent!"

"No!" Some soldiers were helpless and could only keep urging the war horse under their crotch.

However, this matter was not as simple as imagined. I saw a few soldiers lying dormant on the grass, looking down at the soldiers who were transporting food one after another below. They gradually lowered their heads that had just emerged, slowly retreated behind them, and ran towards the top of the mountain.

Liu Yu was wearing black armor and sat on a stone, drinking wine, and the wine slid down his lips from below. Liu Yu wiped the wine at the corner of his mouth, looked at the messenger who ran back and said, "How is it!"

"Report to General! The enemy's grain transport is here, and there are only 20,000 troops!" The scout led him quickly reported.

Liu Yu pulled out the bronze sword in his arms, looked at the clever cold light on it, and snorted coldly: "Get on the horse! Today I will avenge my previous shame!"

"promise!"

Tens of thousands of black clouds and iron cavalry rode their war horses, picked up the spears in their hands, and waited for Liu Yu to give the order.

Liu Yu looked at the earth with his tiger eyes, and only pieces of turf could be seen in the hills. Liu Yu raised his hand to look at the sun in the sky. After a while, he picked up the weapons in his hand and shouted: "Soldiers! Follow me!"
Chapter completed!