Chapter 78 Leave? Why leave? Death of Song Xian!

Style: Historical Author: Qingchuan waterWords: 2541Update Time: 24/01/12 03:51:36
"Gift bag?"

Diao Chan was stunned for a moment when she heard these two words. She didn't understand what he was talking about, but she was still willing to explain to the dying person:

"You've never heard of Song Xian?"

"This man is one of Lu Bu's generals. He is a fierce general alongside Zang Ba and Wei Xu. Cao Cao once praised his bravery in front of the battle!"

While talking.

Diao Chan couldn't help but raise her beautiful eyes and look at Jiang Yue carefully, bit her red lips slightly and said:

"But... his target is me, it might be too late for you to leave now!"

Diao Chan didn't think Jiang Yue could beat Song Xian.

The reason is not only because this person has little knowledge and loves to talk big words, but also because this person is too outrageous.

Who does he think he is?

The world is in such troubled times today, even those veterans and warriors will hide away when they see someone fighting, not wanting to cause trouble.

It would be nice for him to dare to come up alone when he sees what seems to be a treasure?

Has he really never seen battlefield killing?

Have you listened to too many storytellers?

Do you really think that with a sword on your waist, you can kill people like chickens and treat enemy war horses like pigs and dogs?

On the battlefield, once the enemy's war horses charge forward, their power and impact will be unstoppable even for the bravest soldiers. Otherwise, you will only deserve to be trampled to pieces.

The longer the weapon, the better, as it can reach the enemy first.

That's good for him.

He threw the spear away after using it once, and sat on the top of the carriage with the hilt of the sword in his hand, looking majestic and unafraid.

Really looking for death!

"Walk?"

"Why should I leave?"

However, what made Diao Chan even more speechless.

After hearing Song Xian's name, this man not only refused to leave, but his eyes lit up. He spat out a few words and jumped off the roof of the car. He stood on the side of the car and waited patiently for Song Xian to rush over.

He really looks like an arrogant and incompetent young man who wants to kill famous generals to gain fame.

She no longer wanted to see how this person died!

Diao Chan glanced at Song Xian, whose horse was strong and armored in the distance, charging like a bell with murderous intent. She raised her hand and slowly lowered the carriage curtain, closed her eyes, and stopped thinking about it.

She tried her best.

He tried his best to help the people of the world to kill the evil leader Dong Zhuo, and played his part.

Try your best to stay alive and escape.

I also tried my best to die.

But for something like death, as long as you don't do it the first time, it's hard to have the courage for the second time.

She even tried her best to persuade the nameless idiot outside the window who didn't know how to kill.

But it didn't work.

Then let everything be left to fate.

Just like the people outside the window are seeking death, how can I not be seeking death myself if I am reduced to this situation?

Not that it was the wrong choice.

But when you have no power, no matter what you choose, it will be wrong, because you are not worthy of choosing at all!

Sadness filled the carriage.

Killing intent permeated the outside of the carriage.

The breeze picks up.

The car curtains shook.

The light flashed, as slow as a clock, and extremely dazzling.

This made the beauty with her eyes closed couldn't help but look up in a daze and take in the scene outside.

Just for a moment.

Song Xian's war horse had already rushed forward, showing no signs of stopping.

Facing the man whose hand was still on the hilt of the sword.

Song Xian didn't even raise his sword, but with a ferocious smile on his face, he drove his armored war horse towards him.

He's going to do it.

Just simply crush that man with a war horse!

And that man, at this moment, still stood motionless, not even using the knife...

wrong!

suddenly.

A killing intent purer than that of a war horse, making Diao Chan tremble slightly for a moment.

She looked into the eyes of the man outside the car in disbelief.

I saw that the man's eyes flashed with light for an instant as if they were covered by mercury water.

That is this moment.

Song Xian, who had never seen Jiang Yue before, suddenly widened his eyes at this moment, and the ferocious expression on his face turned into fear.

Hitomi kills!

Others won't understand.

Nor would I believe that there are people in this world who can suppress others with just a hint of murderous intent in their eyes.

But Diao Chan and Song Xian have one thing in common: they both had frequent contact with Lu Bu and often saw Lu Bu being able to kill his enemies.

How could they not know that the coercion displayed by the unknown person in front of them at this moment was the killer that only Lu Bu had in their eyes!

But who is this boy?

Why can he be compared with Lu Bu, the best general in the world, at this moment? !

Song Xian wanted to ask.

I even wanted to stop my horse and say something to ease the situation.

But everything.

From the moment Jiang Yue learned that his head was valuable, it seemed to be too late.

In Diao Chan's eyes, the moment he suppressed Song Xian with coercion, the originally motionless sword in Jiang Yue's hand was unsheathed.

wrong.

Not just unsheathed.

Even, almost at the same time, it returned to its sheath.

The only trace that could prove that it had been unsheathed was the fleeting sword light in the air.

as well as.

A blood line suddenly appeared on the neck of that majestic war horse.

Bah!

Tuo often accompanies Lu Bu, and he has the ability to see a lot.

At the last moment.

Song Xian finally raised his sword.

Perhaps because of his combat prowess and the fact that he often killed Lu Bu's enemies, he finally had some experience in dealing with top warriors.

He should have had a real punch.

but.

He underestimates the enemy on the battlefield.

From the moment he wants to crush the enemy general with just his horse's head.

He himself knew it.

Own.

Dead!

In fact, this is exactly the case.

The knife he had just raised was taken out of his hand in an instant.

His wrist, which was on the same arc as the horse's head and head, also flew out together.

Blood splattered.

It hit the ground almost at the same time as the head and the horse's head.

The area next to the carriage was bloody and dazzling, and the dead grass looked even sallower.

"call!"

Diao Chan's chest rose violently, and her eyes were dull for a moment without regaining consciousness.

The Bingzhou Wolf Riders in the distance stood there side by side, staring at Song Xian's fallen head without realizing what happened.

Song Xian.

died?

A general under the command of Lu Bu, the most powerful general in the world.

Fighting on the battlefield countless times.

Even Cao Cao once praised the brave general.

at this point.

A corner that no one knows about.

Being killed by a junior who didn't know where he came from, right next to the carriage?

This...why? !

Just for a moment.

After the first Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry reacted.

Hundreds of cavalrymen drew their swords on the spot, and their horses neighed.

This made Diao Chan finally come to her senses in a daze, and looked at Jiang Yue in surprise.

The Lord is dying.

The lieutenant general shall be punished with death!

This is a common military law in many armies.

Therefore, if Jiang Yue's head cannot be brought back, these Bingzhou Wolf Riders may not give up easily.

now.

She believed in Jiang Yue's strength.

But in her eyes, Jiang Yue was still too reckless and too ignorant.

Kill enemies on the battlefield.

Even Lu Bu didn't dare to let himself be trapped in a tight siege!

Where did this man get the courage to stand here alone?

But under her gaze through the curtain.

Seeing that Baiqi was ready and waiting, Jiang Yue formed a formation and was about to rush in. Not only did he not panic, but he took his hand off the hilt of his sword and spoke easily?