When Ji Han and his men traveled to the Three Kingdoms crew

Chapter 384: National Destiny Cut Off
Damn Han people!
Today I will let you know how powerful we Champa people are!
Fan Jian's expression became more ferocious and ferocious, his eyes were filled with dense bloodshot, and he roared at Dian Wei, "Kill!"

"kill!"

The remaining seventy or eighty county soldiers were also infected by Fan Jian's emotions. They were like a pack of wolves responding to the wolf king, roaring and baring their fangs and claws at Dian Wei.

Dian Wei clenched his short spear and responded calmly, as if in his eyes, the people led by Fan Jian were not a pack of wolves at all, but a group of old, young, sick and disabled people.

This made Fan Jian furious. He admitted that the three Han people in front of him were indeed powerful, but that was just the extent of their strength. He did not admit that these three people could defeat him!
"Come die!"

A dry and hoarse roar came out of Fan Jian's throat. He rushed to Dian Wei, the veins in his hands holding the long sword were throbbing with anger, and even the veins on his forehead were bulging, as restless as a snake!
He had never practiced any swordplay or knife skills. He had been hanging around in the streets since he was a child. He was brave and aggressive, and his peers were afraid of him. They all followed his lead, relying on his strong body and mad dog-like fighting style!

In order to kill the enemy with one blow, Fan Jian squeezed out all his potential and used all his strength. He swung his knife much faster than any previous blow. Even the county soldier behind him was amazed by his knife.

"I am the bravest warrior in Champa!"

Fan Jian roared at the top of his lungs, as if this would make him swing his sword faster.

However.
"clang"

A sharp sound of swords clashing jumped out between Fan Jian and Dian Wei, followed by a sore feeling in his arm. The long sword almost fell to the ground from Fan Jian's hand. Fan Jian trembled with fear, and the brutality on his face was replaced by fear. What did he see?
The close combat that he was so proud of was unexpectedly... unexpectedly stopped easily by Dian Wei with a short spear!
"Quick! Quick! Brothers, come and help me!"

While calling for help from the county soldiers, Fan Jian wanted to leave. However, when he looked back, he saw several corpses of county soldiers lying on the ground. The rest of the county soldiers had already kept a long distance from him. Shamoke and Shalishi were like tigers charging into a pack of wolves, chasing the fleeing county soldiers with their halberds. Some of the county soldiers tried to fight back and slashed at Shamoke, but the knife broke. They looked puzzled and astonished, and then their lives were taken away by Shalishi and Shamoke's short halberds.

Fan Jian's heart instantly sank and he felt depressed.

It's over, it's all over.

How can these three people be considered human beings? They are clearly monsters in human skin!
Fan Jian wanted to cry but had no tears, but fortunately the other side had few people, and at least a few of them could escape out of the hundred. As long as Qu Lian received a tip-off from one of the hundred people, then everything could be salvaged!

Thinking of this, Fan Jian's eyes gradually became firm. He gave up the idea of ​​turning around and running. He wanted to stop Dian Wei!

Fan Jian turned around and rushed towards Dian Wei, but at this moment Dian Wei made a move that puzzled him. Dian Wei raised his left arm high.

What is this going to do?
Doubts instinctively emerged in Fan Jian's heart, and the next moment, reality gave him the answer.

Dozens of 'whooshing' sounds were heard in the woods at the same time. Although no human figure was seen, dozens of arrows were shot out. Each arrow was so accurate that it terrified Fan Jian. All of them hit the vital parts of the fleeing county soldiers. The county soldiers who thought they had survived the disaster just breathed a sigh of relief, but they felt a piercing pain in their chests. They looked down and found that the arrows had pierced their hearts. Without even leaving a last word, they fell to the ground and died.

fear.

Fan Jian felt a great fear, his whole body was shaking, even his teeth were chattering, it turned out... it turned out that what Qu Ze said was true! The big man was so strong.
Unfortunately, once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. Just when Fan Jian was preparing to fight to the death, a cold voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"You are the one who is insulting the great Han Dynasty's majesty?"

The sun was clearly scorching overhead, but Fan Jian felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave, sweating profusely. He realized that he was blind, and the man in front of him was the most honorable person in the Han army!
Fan Jian tried his best to calm down and curse Dian Wei, but Dian Wei in front of him said calmly: "Never mind, just barbarians, afraid of power but not virtue."

After that, Dian Wei swung several halberds at Fan Jian, each one so fast that Fan Jian couldn't see clearly, and it was futile to think of using a long sword to counter it. "Ah——!"

"what--!!"

"what--!!!"

Fan Jian let out a heart-wrenching cry. None of Dian Wei's halberd attacks were fatal and each one avoided the vital points, but it still caused him immense pain. He was in so much pain that he couldn't even hold on to his long sword and fell to the ground.

Finally, Dian Wei kicked Fan Jian on his chest which was bleeding profusely. Fan Jian felt as if he was hit hard by a heavy hammer, causing him to wail in pain. His sternum broke and he flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, hitting the trunk of a thick tree. His head tilted and he was completely silent.

Qu Ze opened his eyes without knowing when. He saw the scenes just now so vividly that his eyelids kept twitching. Fan Jian from Champa, Xianglin County, who was famous for his military power, was just... dead, dead?
He had anticipated Fan Jian's defeat, but he never expected the battle to end so quickly. It was over before he could even react.

Qu Ze had never underestimated the Han army. Xianglin County had been under the rule of the Han Dynasty for hundreds of years. Even if there had been rebellions over the years, they were quickly suppressed by the Han Dynasty.

Even the Huns, who were so powerful hundreds of years ago, have now been defeated, but what about the Han Dynasty?

The big man is still standing, still there, influencing every aspect of their lives.

He thought he had taken the Han Dynasty seriously enough and tried his best to guess its military strength. Today, he was shocked to find that he had underestimated the Han Dynasty. The strength of the Han Dynasty's soldiers was far beyond his imagination. Their arrows never missed their targets and they moved as fast as the wind. According to common sense, Fan Jian and his men should have occupied the geographical advantage in Xianglin County, but who knew that they did not gain any benefit at all.

The so-called thousands of warriors of his brother Qu Lian were simply vulnerable in front of the Han soldiers. If there were only a hundred people, they would be able to wipe out Qu Lian's troops.
Just as Qu Ze was stunned, Shamoko walked up to him, untied the hemp ropes that bound his hands and feet, pulled off the rags that blocked his mouth, and then asked in a gentle voice, "Who are you?"

Qu Ze immediately reacted, stood up and bowed, and replied in the standard Chinese language with a local accent: "My lord, I am from Champa, Xianglin County, Rinan Prefecture, the Han Dynasty."

"You're not bad!" Shamoko laughed. He turned his head and shouted towards the forest, "Come out, all the rebels have been killed, and only one Han citizen has been saved!"

Under Qu Ze's incredulous gaze, soldiers in green uniforms walked out of the forest one after another.
puff

Qu Ze's knees softened uncontrollably and he fell to his knees.

the other side

After capturing the county government office and killing the county magistrate, Qu Lian's smile gradually faded.

The people around him noticed that something was wrong with Qu Lian. They looked at each other, not knowing why he was like this. Someone asked, "Brother Qu, why are you so unhappy?"

Qu Lian covered his chest, frowned, and muttered to himself, saying some incomprehensible words.

"I felt like something was broken."

"I always feel that occupying one side has become an empty talk."

(End of this chapter)