Xue Ju looked surprised and looked at the white-robed ghost soldier in front of him, with a look of surprise in his eyes, and said in his heart: There is such an army in the world! If he doesn't kill him today, I'm afraid.........!

Xue raised the overlord gun in his hand and greeted the deputy general beside him: "Hurry! Tell Xue Rengao quickly and let him occupy the city wall. The others follow me to rush forward and trap this army no matter what!"

"No!" Tens of thousands of people shouted and killed Zhentian, leading the weapons in their hands to rush forward.

It was so dark that it rushed towards the team of ghost soldiers. Xue raised his pussy palm, held the overlord gun in his hand, held the horse rope in his other hand, and stared at Zhao Hu in front of him, sneered: "Come on! See who is the master of this battlefield!"

The defenders on the city wall looked at Xiang Bing who was slowly approaching, and gradually wanted to surround the ghost soldiers at the door. The defenders on the city wall looked calm and said calmly: "Shoot the arrow!"

"Swish!...swish...swish!...! The rain of arrows is like a protective film, separating the Xiang soldiers of the front and rear armies, giving the ghost soldiers a chance to breathe.

But how could the archers under the city pull the bow with one hand as he wished and began to suppress the archers on the city wall?

"Ha! Xue Ju is here! Those who block me will die!" Every voice was like a tiger roar in the mountains. Xiang soldiers on both sides quickly made way out and said, "This master general got crazy and even killed his own people, so they dared not offend him."

"I've been waiting for a long time!" Zhao Hu rode the war horse under his crotch, with a grim divine look in his eyes. He lifted the White Tiger Seven-Star Sword in his hand that had not dried up, and rushed the horse forward. He took the lead. The white-robed ghost soldiers on both sides hurriedly followed. They were just a sharp sword, while Zhao Hu was the sword edge, Chen Qingzhi was the sword hilt, and the others were just for assistance.

"Get up!" Xue raised his horse and raised his horse. The overlord spear in his hand was as cold as a dragon. The illusory energy around him turned red slightly. The thin red aura appeared on his body. The overlord spear in his hand was like a dragon going out to sea. The surging aura contained in this spear, as if there was a force of ten thousand pounds.

"Ding, Xue Ju launches his brutal attributes, reduces the enemy's military value by 1∽3 points, and reduces the enemy's attributes by 1 point for ten rounds of each battle. The personal military value is 8, the Overlord Gun adds 1, the Black Purple Thunder Hoof military value is 1, the basic military value is 101, and the current military value is 111!"

"Ding, Xue Ju was activated by Chen Qing's ghost general attribute, reducing the enemy general's military power value by 3 points, and the current military power value is 108 points! Abolish the skills of all enemy soldiers!"

"Good come!" Zhao Hu was not afraid either. The sword in his hand came up towards him, like a crescent moon, and the cold light was revealed all over his body. The sword technique was like waves of the sea, and the waves came up with each wave.

"Ding, Zhao Hu was affected by Xue Ju's cruel attributes, and his martial power value was reduced by 1 point, and his current martial power value was 107!"

"Crack! Dingdang!" With the attack, sparks flew everywhere, and the weapons were anxious, and no one could take any of them. However, the black purple thunder hooves under Xue Ju's crotch were the king's general among the horses, and the ordinary war horse under Zhao Hu's crotch was the black purple thunder hooves. The black purple thunder hooves relied on their horsepower to step forward step by step.

Zhao Hu's face was dark and he glanced at the war horse under his crotch from time to time, and said in his heart: "This war horse is really not good. After the war is over, he will change the batch of things!"

Xue Ju stood up, his heart vaguely excited, but his heart sank. Zhao Hu was able to take this shot and he must still have some skills in his hand. If he wants to defeat him, he still has to waste some effort. At this moment, he boasted: "The Thirteen Generals of Shangdang! It's true that he is worthy of his reputation!"

"Where is it! General of the Five Tigers! It's true that they are not worthy of fame!" Zhao Hu and Xue Ju came over and competed with force, which was quite a match.

"Come again!" Xue Ju was also unwilling to accept it, and fought with Zhao Hu again. The two fought back and forth for more than 30 rounds, and they were not divided. In addition, with the help of the ghost soldiers next to him, it was difficult to distinguish between the upper and lower parts for a while. However, the Xiang soldiers around him suffered a lot. The ghost soldiers either died or were injured in every sword. The soldiers around him tried their best and might not be able to drag one to death. The rest were all meaninglessly massacred. The 50,000 soldiers were blown up by a 5,000 soldiers. No one could believe it, but this really happened.

The battle at the North Gate was in full swing. Xue Rengao, who had been dormant in the West Gate for a long time, was anxious in his eyes. He rode a war horse. Xue Rengao held the heavy gun in his hand and said half a sound: "Don't wait! Kill it!"

"No!" The tens of thousands of people under his command had long been impatient, and urged the horse to go up and tens of thousands of people walked away. Xue Rengao's eyes were filled with a hint of rebellious expression, and he spat and shouted: "Crush!"

The deputy general, who had been guarding Ximen for a long time, pressed the sword in his arms and snorted coldly: "Shoot the arrow!"

The wars on both sides were in full swing, but Xue Rengao took the lead, which obviously boosted the morale of a large number of soldiers and vaguely gained the upper hand.

On the distant hillside, Guan Yu traveled for three days, and bypassed the Mi River with the help of Han Shizhong's water camp to Xuecheng. The soldiers behind him were exhausted and they couldn't bear it for three days of travel.

Guan Yu looked at the smoke and war in front of him, with a solemn look in his eyes, stroked his beard with a look of vigilance in his eyes, and said in a short while: "Tell me the order! Go and kill me!"

"Father! The soldiers under his command have been traveling for three days in a row and are exhausted. Xuecheng is guarded by General Chen Qingzhi, so I must be foolproof. Brother Ling and I went to explore the way. My father took a break here. How about it!" Guan Ping looked at the panting soldiers behind him, with a worried look on his face. He used a tired army to fight the energetic soldiers. This is a taboo for military strategists.

Guan Yu held his Changhu and said, "It's good to do that! Go!"

"No!" Guan Ping and Guan Ling rushed up with four or five clever cavalry behind them, with a calm look in their eyes, and the soldiers under their command were able to breathe, leaning on the trunks in this dense forest, resting with heavy breath.

Guan Yu closed his eyes, with a calm look in his eyes. He held a knife in one hand, and asked the other to stroke his long Hu. He got off the war horse, sat on the stone, nodded and closed his eyes, recalling the achievements of the years, killing the general of Zheng, Meng Juehai,! He fought hard against the general of Qin, Wang Yanzhang, and never lost. The thirteen generals of Shangdang were also known, but a few months ago, defeating Xiang Yu was always a shame in Guan Yu's heart. When he thought of Guan Yu's heavy eyebrows, the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand made a sound.
Chapter completed!