The wind is howling.
Arrows flew in from all directions like locusts. Lu Li danced the long knife in one hand like an airtight weapon, and the black-maned horse's agile body forced him to cut a bloody path.
There is no doubt that it is only a matter of time to penetrate the enemy camp. Because of this, the pressure on Pang Chun and Jizhong, who are responsible for dealing with ordinary yellow scarf sergeants, is instantly relieved.
"Protect the general!"
"I will be your opponent."
I saw those old soldiers with yellow turbans on horseback rushing towards the camp. They were all wearing armor, and they were definitely not comparable to a mob.
The Lord humiliates the minister and dies!
Not to mention being in the military.
Guo Qushuai had already made a rule: if a general is lost in battle, the entire team will be executed!
Afterwards, those new joiners may be punished lightly, but the old soldiers will not have such treatment.
It would be better to rush forward in one fell swoop and rely on the strength of their numbers to hack down the enemy who invaded in the future.
With this desperate mentality, the A stream rushed towards Lu Li, who was invincible in the crowd.
It's a pity that there are too many ants to kill an elephant. It's only thirty horses. Lu Li can't be frightened. At this moment, his fingers are full of minced meat. He holds a knife in one hand and a large flag he grabbed casually in his other arm. With enough strength, he waved forward, and two soldiers flew out upside down.
"kill!"
At this time, Yiqi rushed in front of him, roared and launched his spear, trying to use the momentum of the horse to stab Lu Li to death. If not, it would distract him and give others a chance.
Lu Li laughed loudly, and without even pulling the reins, the black-maned horse knew what to do. He stepped forward with all four hooves and easily changed direction to avoid the blow.
Almost at the same time.
In the expectant eyes of the Yellow Turban soldiers, the long sword and the lance each swung an arc. Suddenly, a blood mist exploded between the two of them, and the old pawn who was regarded as hope fell off the horse.
"Huang Tian is standing up!!"
Two more cavalrymen arrived, with yellow smoke billowing from their bodies. Their skills became more and more agile. One raised his spear and stabbed Lu Li in the eyes, the other in the chest, both going straight to the vital point.
Xilulu!
People immediately hissed.
Lu Li stood condescendingly, with the big flag tucked under his arm sweeping across. He didn't pay attention to them at all, and stared straight at the camp with the big banner in front of them.
At the same time, a bare-chested strong man wearing only hakama opened the tent and looked over.
Eyes collide.
Against the general!
At this thought, Lu Li leaned back slightly, threw the flagpole with one hand, penetrated the fish lying in front of him, and pounced directly in front of the enemy general without losing momentum.
Where did the fierce man come from?
He doesn't look like an officer in his attire!
Why do you know the movements of the food requisition troops? !
A series of questions poured into Meng Liang's head, but he didn't have time to think deeply. With a sudden break of hair, he raised his spear and thrust it in front of him. The pointed flagpole stained with minced meat hurriedly swung aside, and with the sound of wind and thunder, it was nailed to the grain in the tent behind him. on the car and threw out some blood stains.
Not far away, Ji Zhong and Pang Chun looked dumbfounded. It was obvious that their master could be so brave without even trying his best.
A thought suddenly appeared in my mind:
Almost like a god!
The thief general Meng Liang's expression was solemn. He felt strong murderous intent from Lu Li's body, and his legs trembled involuntarily.
At the tenth step, a strange phenomenon appeared behind Lu Li. The green wolf looked up to the sky and roared. A continuous strong wind shook the surroundings, and a violent roar sounded: "Remember, the one who killed you is Bingzhou Lu Mengming!"
The sword was gleaming with light, and it struck down with a whistling sound that was an analgesic to the eardrums.
clang!
There was a loud bang.
At the critical moment, Meng Liang's body glowed with starlight, and he raised his spear in front of him, seeming to be able to calm the mountains and rivers.
In an instant, the surrounding land cracked and dust and snow rose up, making it difficult to see what was going on inside.
Numbness in hands and tightness in chest.
The stalemate lasted only a few breaths, and tiny cracks began to appear on the iron spear.
In one move, a decision was made.
However, before Meng Liang could react, there was a sudden movement in front of him, and he staggered forward and fell forward, like a three-year-old child being teased.
Lu Li retracted his long sword, but the cyan wolf was still standing behind him, stars appeared in his eyes, his aura was cold and aloof.
There was a huge difference in strength. Frankly speaking, Lu Li felt that this guy was not as good as the Pei Yuanshao he met before. Therefore, he immediately gave up his thoughts of fighting with him and said instead:
"Those who surrender will not be killed."
When the sound reached his ears, Meng Liang felt ashamed and angry. He raised his numb arms, squeezing every ounce of strength in his body, and the stars that were floating on the surface of his body solidified again.
"Huang Tian is here to kill!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the steel spear looked like a snake, its shaft was half-bent, and several shadows emerged from the tip of the spear, making a sonic boom as it stabbed at Lu Li cunningly.
However, these are all useless efforts, and the gap between the two is too big to be bridged by willpower.
Amidst the roar of the wolf, the long sword swung out a huge cyan light blade. After shattering the spear, it slashed towards Meng Liang who was fighting to the death without losing any force.
Bingzhou Lu Mengming?
As he stood still, Meng Liang muttered the name in his mind, but another person's appearance emerged in his mind: a purple gold crown with three-pronged hair, an exquisite lion belt, and a sword under his ribs...
Um?
Why am I not dead yet?
As soon as he thought this, he opened his eyes and saw the cold light hitting his chest. Then his mind went blank and he flew out——
It turned out that before the light blade approached, Lu Li still restrained his murderous intention and quickly chopped out a ray of blue light to offset it.
Not long after.
The smoke and dust that shrouded in front of the camp dispersed, leaving only one man and one horse on the battlefield.
"Where is the famous Yellow Turban general?"
"I really want to find a suitable opponent, weigh my own strength, and see how good I am in this troubled world."
Lu Li whispered and raised his eyes to stare at Meng Liang who was coughing up blood dozens of meters away. He was neither happy nor sad, thinking about whether he could block the sword of Martial Saint Guan Yu.
Because he knew that the guy lying on the ground was just a nobody, not worth mentioning at all.
But the black-maned horse was very proud. Under the gaze of everyone, it raised half of its body and paused its hooves in the air. In an instant, the light and shadow swayed, making it even more extraordinary.
Fortunately, Lu Li reacted quickly and tightened his grip on the horse's belly to prevent him from falling.
"Coward... He's still pretending."
Before he could lift the back of the sword, the black-maned horse instantly fell to the ground and became more obedient. It just kept snoring in protest.
The law.
People are afraid of being famous just as pigs are afraid of being strong. Because he doesn't want to attract too much attention, this guy even knows how to deliberately hide his screams.
"Walk."
Lu Li pulled the reins and turned the horse's head towards the place where Meng Liang's body lay.
Looking at the lord who was mentioning the enemy general sideways, Pang Chun's face turned red. He wished he could break through on the spot, comprehend the legendary fighting spirit, and take the enemy's head from the tens of thousands of troops.
"What are you stunned for?"
"Chasing the remaining bandits, my lord said before, don't let anyone escape!"
After all, he was a pavilion chief. Ji Zhong was the first to react. He galloped on his horse and used Lu Li's great victory to harvest heads wantonly.
You know, in troubled times, these are all military exploits and can be used as qualifications for advancement.
