"That's it?"
The blade in Zhang Kun's hand jumped slightly.
"Qiang..."
Like a sharp blade coming out of its sheath, there was a soft sound.
The boundless gun light phantom immediately dissipated.
The big black gun was like a dead snake, and bounced back after being struck by a knife.
Sun Ce had just rushed forward, and the two horses were intertwined. His body felt like an electric shock. His upper body was numb, and his energy and blood seemed to have frozen.
While feeling frightened in his heart, he saw a hand reaching over like lightning and placing it on his chest.
Then, the whole body flew up like clouds and mist, and landed on the ground. His whole body felt pain, and his body seemed to fall apart.
A soft laugh was heard in the ears.
"It's tied."
One move, just one move, and he was already defeated.
He was even captured alive and thrown into the rear.
Seeing several Xuzhou soldiers step forward and drag Sun Ce back like a rice dumpling, all the generals in the Wancheng camp became red-eyed.
Zhou Tai is the fastest runner. He does not ride a horse, but when he runs, he is faster than a horse.
He held a shield in one hand and slashed with a sword in the other.
There was also a roar of filial piety from the mouth.
The fierceness is shocking.
Zhang Kun could even see the large and small scars on his bare skin.
This man is obviously a desperate man who is not afraid of death.
If it were anyone else, they would probably be entangled.
But in Zhang Kun's case, Zhou Tai's desperate fighting style was of no use at all.
The three-pointed, two-edged sword was like a flash of silver light, breaking through the shield in a flash.
Under the crushing force of infinite force, the shield was like a paper lake, breaking into countless pieces in an instant, and the blade was tilted and struck.
He hit Zhou Tai so hard that he flew up and landed behind him, unable to move.
"Tie them up."
Zhang Kun shouted coldly.
The three cavalry in front rushed towards them with fierce momentum.
The leader galloped forward on horseback, drew his bow like a full moon, and fired three arrows, which had already hit Zhang Kun's chest.
He didn't care whether he hit the target or not, he threw the long bow casually and swung the big halberd, slashing it diagonally.
His bravery and ferociousness were not inferior to Sun Ce's.
Looking at this man's long beard, he looks handsome.
Zhang Kun knew that this person might be Tai Shici, one of the most famous generals in Soochow.
As soon as his smile lines appeared, he knew the heat had arrived.
Because, there were seven or eight people on the other side rushing over, roaring and roaring.
After capturing Sun Ce, it was like poking a hornet's nest.
General Soochow, who had the fastest reaction, immediately couldn't hold himself back and rushed to the rescuer.
Even a few civil servants dressed as scholars could not help but rush forward on horseback with eager expressions on their faces.
'I'm afraid this kind of battle can only be fought once. If you see me again in the future, no one will be stupid enough to fight against me. '
Zhang Kun laughed.
With a slight swing of the long knife, three powerful arrows were smashed into pieces.
As soon as he destroyed his mount, the red rabbit horse leaped forward, facing the direction of the seven or eight people's sprint, and took the lead.
"A single spark ignites a prairie fire."
This move is the fastest and most complicated.
The only thing you need to worry about is hitting too hard. If the sword is too strong and the blade is too sharp, it may cut all these generals into pieces.
Just like when he faced Zhang Fei, with one hit, the opponent's head was blown off.
At this time, Zhang Kun's arms swayed, and he could easily have more than 8,000 kilograms of strength. He didn't dare to use all his strength, but just like holding an embroidery needle, he carefully pointed at the seven people.
He rides a red rabbit horse, and the horse and man are one, and they rush back and forth like lightning.
With one move, seven people were hit at the same time.
Including Taishi Ci, everyone screamed in pain, their bodies flew up like clouds and mist, and they fell down so disgraced that they could not move.
However, the sword light reached his body, scattering his blood and energy, and he could no longer fight for the time being.
This even included two civil servants.
The faces of the few civil servants who were preparing to rush forward suddenly turned as white as snow, and under the scorching sun, they looked like ghosts without any blood.
"This... this, this is a demon."
On the Xuzhou Army side, Liu Bei was stunned.
His mouth opened wide, and his big ears beat wildly uncontrollably.
Guan Yu held the knife shaft tightly, and cold sweat broke out in his palms and back.
Such martial arts is simply miraculous. It doesn't make any difference if you go up by yourself. You can't catch a move and just fly away.
Seeing this, he felt severe pain in his bones again.
The bad thoughts in my heart completely disappeared.
Compared with the last time I saw him, this "lord" is much more powerful. He can lift his weight as lightly as he can, and his sword power is subtle. He looks as light as a Hongyu, but he has the power to lift mountains. Even if the King of Chu is reincarnated, it is very likely that in front of him, he will be able to lift mountains. I can't even move a few moves.
Guo Fengxiao saw it clearly. A mouthful of spit hit his throat. He was coughing crazily at this time. His face turned red and he suppressed the itchiness of his throat: "Ahem... I haven't come forward to tie him up... Ahem, Wen Yuan came forward with his troops. Ah, what are you waiting for?"
Zhang Liao's face turned red.
He was also stunned and lost his nerve for a moment.
Upon hearing the greeting, he immediately waved his gun and roared, the battle flag waved, and the whole army began to press forward with a rumble.
"What else are you fighting for?"
Liu Xun stood on the tower, his heart feeling cold.
He had just taken refuge with Sun Ce, and he felt aggrieved. He thought that if Yuan Shu had not died too early, he would not have taken refuge with Jiangdong Xiaoer like this.
He didn't want to give in, but since he had decided, Liu Xun must of course do his best to help Jiangdong forces compete with Xuzhou's troops. At this time, it was a situation where everyone would be prosperous and the other would suffer, and he could not afford to slack off.
The front is fine.
The two sides fought back and forth, and even one's side still had some advantages. If the fight continued, the other side was short of food and had to retreat. Jiangnan was occupied by Wu Hou, and future development was unlimited.
Unexpectedly, it was just a routine battlefield battle, and even the civil servants and generals, including the leader Sun Ce, were defeated by the opponent in one fell swoop.
It's like child's play.
It can look like anything, but it doesn't look like a battle between dynasties and armies.
There wasn't even a bit of blood or murderous aura.
The figure riding a flaming red horse on the opposite side, like a demon or a god, rushed towards the formation easily. With the army in front, no one dared to block the way.
He could only watch as the other party rode straight to the city gate.
"Close the door, drop off the drawbridge, and shoot the arrow."
If you shout now, it will be too late.
As the red rabbit horse jumped up, the bright silver light flashed, and the suspension bridge that had just been hoisted halfway fell again, making a loud noise. The light of the sword hit the city gate like a wave, and dozens of soldiers flew out. The city gate is open.
"Surrender without killing..."
The black army pressed forward.
The Soochow army no longer had the will to fight, and they only resisted symbolically for a while, and everything inside and outside the city calmed down.
The battle was finished in less than one meal.
One person defeats the general.
One person rushes into battle.
One man destroyed the city.
There was only one man, one horse and one sword on the opposite side.
The 50,000 troops are gone.
Looking at the mountain col in the northwest outside the city, the flags of Zhou Yu's 20,000 troops had already fallen, and Liu Xun knew that that army was finished.
In fact, this battle has become a foregone conclusion since Sun Ce was captured and the generals failed.
It doesn't matter whether the battle is fought or not, no one is willing to fight desperately anymore.
…
"Sun Ce, are you willing to surrender?"
Zhang Kun sat high in the prefect's office, with two rows of civil servants and generals. Xu Chu, the tiger fool, stood in front of the steps with a bored face, looking at Sun Ce who was kidnapped like a mountain.
"Child of the Chen family, do you dare to let me go back and fight for another three hundred rounds?" Sun Ce's face was filled with violence.
This defeat was too bizarre.
He just went into battle and was captured, and then all his generals were captured. Even Jiangdong's 100,000-strong army was wiped out in one fell swoop. There was no serious fight.
He felt dissatisfied, unwilling, uncomfortable and desperate. Under the impact of all kinds of emotions, his heart was about to explode with anger.
"You won't die until you reach the Yellow River."
Zhang Kun shook his head and laughed.
He has seen Guo Fengxiao and Xu Chu who surrendered as simply as eating and drinking, and he has also seen Liu Bei who had to surrender for the sake of brotherhood after weighing the pros and cons.
I have never seen a person who is still awesome even after being caught.
"Bring Zhou Yu also."
Zhou Yu is an extremely handsome man with a white face. Although he is tied up, he still has a calm demeanor.
Sure enough, he is worthy of being called "Mizuro".
In sharp contrast to Sun Ce's heroism.
At the same time, it also has its own personal characteristics.
One is elegant and romantic, the other is strong and domineering.
"Sun Ce, the Zhou Yu army you relied on has also been defeated. Except for some defensive troops left in Kuaiji, the entire army is basically exhausted. No matter how ambitious you are, there is no way to recover. It is better to just surrender. Wouldn't it be nice if you make great achievements in the future and be granted public and lordship titles to protect your family's prosperity?"
"Bah... I am the prince of Wu who was personally appointed by the imperial court. Chen Yuanzhen, you are a white person, and even the title of governor is self-proclaimed. How do you have the qualifications to compare with me? Let alone surrender to you. If you have the ability, you will kill grandpa. Wrinkle. His eyebrows are not a good man."
As soon as these words came out, the whole room changed color.
Some people shook their heads and sighed.
"Bo Fu is such a hero, I'm not as good as far away." Zhang Kun looked up to the sky and sighed, and ordered: "Come here, behead Sun Ce, and spread the word to all the counties in the east of the Yangtze River. If he doesn't surrender, all will be beheaded."
"yes……"
The tiger idiot Xu Chu responded angrily, led his guards forward, covered Sun Ce's mouth, and blocked his screams. Soon, there was a half-scream of pain from outside, and someone was holding Sun Ce's blood. Lin's head entered the lobby.
"Bo Fu!"
Zhou Yu screamed, his eyes shed tears, and he turned to glare at Zhang Kun, "There is no need to persuade him to surrender. Bo Fu is dead. How can I live alone? I can also let the world know that even Jiangdong's son is not afraid of the dead."
"Okay, I'll make it happen for you."
Zhang Kun's smile did not change, but his eyes narrowed slightly. He waved his hand, and his own soldiers escorted Zhou Yu out and beheaded him.
"Who else is unwilling to surrender?"
"I!"
"It's Zhou Tai, pull him out and chop him."
Three heads were presented to the hall.
At this point, no one was insisting on shouting anymore.
Zhang Kun's eyes became cold, and after waiting for a while, his eyes became a little impatient.
Guo Jia came out and said with a wry smile: "Everyone, you have made great contributions today. Sun Bofu's bravery as an overlord and Cao Mengde's majestic appearance are not defeated by the sword of the lord. Xu Yang has made a decision, Jiangdong is leveled, and now the army is straight. Referring to the land of Jingyu, Liu Biao and Cao Cao must not be able to stop our attack. The situation in the world is already clear.
Since ancient times, a good bird chooses a good tree. Great talents, why bother to throw away a useful body? The world is about to be peaceful, why not take part in it, fight in all directions, appease the common people, and also have a wife and a son to comfort the ancestors. "
Guo Fengxiao had to persuade.
If all these civil servants and generals were heroic, wouldn't it make him, Guo Fengxiao, spineless?
Sun Ce is indeed very popular, and it can be seen from this.
However, no matter how you win people's hearts, defeat is defeat, and there is no reason to find it.
The civil servants and generals in front of them just couldn't save their dignity and couldn't find any steps. As long as a line of defense was opened, everyone would naturally surrender.
really.
As Guo Jia persuaded him to surrender, first of all, Liu Xun surrendered.
Then, Zhang Zhao, Zhang Hong, and Lu Meng bowed in submission.
Then Taishi Ci, Jiang Qin, Chen Wu, Dong Xi, Ling Cao, He Qi, Yu Fan, Lu Fan and others also surrendered.
"Okay, okay, with your help, the world will be settled."
Zhang Kun raised his head and laughed.
A piece of golden light seemed to appear in the mid-air, and stars of dragon aura appeared bit by bit.
10 O'Clock.
20 o'clock.
50 points, 100 points, a full 183 points, and then the influx of dragon energy stopped. He laughed more and more happily, making the roof tiles tremble.
Three feet above the head, a wisp of black air evaporated like the blazing sun turning into snow.
Then, his eyes passed through the mansion door and looked straight into the distance.
Among the dense crowd of people with different expressions, an old man in Taoist robes with an ancient face and green eyes swayed, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Collect Jiangdong, your energy has greatly increased, and you have broken the art of hating victory. Yu Ji, you finally show up."
Zhang Kun jumped out in one step, and in an instant, he passed through a hundred meters of space and arrived in front of the old Taoist priest. He stretched out his hand, and the silver-red elixir surged, and the entire space turned into glass, which shattered with a grab of his big hand.
"So fast."
All the civil servants and generals in the hall felt their eyes blurred. They turned around and saw that the white robe and golden armor had arrived dozens of feet away. As soon as they took action, the sky collapsed and the earth fell, and the wind howled furiously.
"What kind of martial arts is this?"
"No, the demon is coming!"
Guo Fengxiao saw the truth at a glance and immediately understood who the visitor was. At the same time, he also knew that the other party was seeing that the secret plot had not worked. At this time, he made a desperate move and made a last ditch effort.
"Lord, be careful about the sky."
The words have not yet fallen silent.
There was an ear-splitting thunder in the sky, black clouds floated in, silver snakes danced wildly, and a zigzag silvery glow as big as a water tank fell towards Zhang Kun.
"Heaven is irreversible and the people's will is irreversible. Punishment..."
The old Taoist priest did not dodge, but stood on the spot using his body as a bait, chanting a mantra, his brows flashing with light, and the thunder struck Zhang Kun like a silver wave of water.
There was a smile on his face, as if he wanted to watch Zhang Kun disappear under the thunder.
The next moment, the smile on Yu Ji's face quickly froze.
The thunder struck down like a phantom, without causing even a single ripple.
?
There was only an afterimage left on the spot, and the strong wind was blowing hard and had already reached behind him.
A look of shock flashed across Yu Ji's face, and he suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
He took advantage of the deaths of Sun Ce and Zhou Yu to lay down a blood curse, and then aroused the people's rebellious heart, causing the celestial phenomena to lose balance, in exchange for thunderous murderous intent.
The methods are really cruel.
Nothing like his kind-hearted look.
Zhang Kun's palm fell from behind, and the old Taoist priest's figure was torn into pieces, and blood spilled all over the ground. Then, not far away, another commoner turned around and smiled strangely: "You can't kill me, Chen Yuanzhen. Just accept death."
As his voice fell, hundreds of people rushed out with red eyes, teeth and claws, and fierce eyes.
…
Asking for a monthly ticket.
