The Conquest of the Three Kingdoms

However, the soldiers of Fan Zhao's camp saw that Zhu Ling's camp was in flames, and Fan Zhao's soldiers rushed to Fan Zhao's camp to report.

But at this time, Fan Zhao was really fighting against a woman on a big bed in the army.

Like a hungry wolf, Fan Zhao pounced on the weak woman in front of him.The woman on the bed hummed softly, leaned slightly, and catered to Fan Zhao's comfort.I don't know how long it has passed, and the two of them have embraced each other and rolled under the curtain of summer.Fan Zhao's hands, like the claws of a giant dragon, fiddled with the black pearl-like peak stone wantonly on the top of the snow mountain.The woman under her was panting coquettishly, humming and chirping to express her infatuated mood.After several times, the woman was no longer a green fruit, and she could only passively let Fan Zhao pick it.Now her arms and legs are like snakes, tightly wrapped around Fan Zhao's solid body, as if they want to pull her into his body and melt the two into one.The woman's flattery and desire aroused Fan Zhao's masculinity.After several times of soothing, Fan Zhao took a deep breath, and the lacquer-like giant roared, passing through the misty and rainy cave, and reaching the sacred place where life was bred.At that moment, the hostess there couldn't help letting out a long gasp from her nose.Like pain but not pain, like drunk but not drunk.The woman bit her red lips tightly, her hands tightly wrapped around Fan Zhao's shoulders, her fingernails were deeply wedged into Fan Zhao's skin, leaving deep scars.Fan Zhao felt pain, but the pain made him even more excited.Fan Zhao, who was stimulated by this, was like an angry lion, unstoppable, galloping indulgently in the territory that belonged to him.The woman was already drunk, enjoying the joy of Wushan unrestrainedly.The panting sounds of men and women echoed in this spring-like room.After a long time, only a low growl like a beast was heard, and the raging conquest began to end.Fan Zhao, who was behind him, lay powerlessly on the woman's body.And the woman hugged Fan Zhao tightly as if she was out of strength, gasping for breath.Beads of sweat gathered where the skins of the two touched, like glue, tightly sticking the two bodies together.The two of them hugged each other like this, enjoying this kind of pleasure in the world.And the moonlight, like milk, passed through the crack of the window, dripping tiny specks of light onto the two tightly embracing bodies.

They are enjoying this caress.

Suddenly a soldier barged in.

"General, general, something is wrong."

At this time, Fan Zhao happened to be naked with the woman on the bed. At this time, the soldier dared to barge in. Fan Zhao hurriedly stood up, pulled out the long sword beside his bed, and asked: "What's the matter? Tell me quickly."

And the woman behind him yelled, and hurriedly pulled the clothes next to him to block his body.

The soldier reported: "General, General Zhu Ling's camp is in flames and under siege from three sides, but Liu Bei's camp has only a few hundred people. General Zhu is in danger now!"

Fan Zhao raised the long sword in his hand and stabbed the reporting soldier with a sword, then wiped the blood on the sword with the soldier's clothes.

Then he said to himself: "Understood, I will send troops."

After speaking, Fan Zhao hurriedly put on his clothes and walked out of the big tent, calling on the soldiers to help Zhu Ling.

Cursing in his mouth: "Liu Bei, Liu Bei, I didn't expect you to betray the prime minister in the end. I knew it a long time ago. I should have killed you with a single knife."

"Mount the whole army to me and reinforce General Zhu Ling."

After about two-thirds of their army went out, suddenly, countless Molotov cocktails were thrown directly over.The burning bottle emitted a dazzling light, and the dazzling fire instantly stabbed Cao Jun's soldiers, at least temporarily unable to open their eyes.

And above the heads of Fan Zhao's army, there were chaotic sounds of Molotov cocktails and crossbow arrows.

In the space above their heads, many huge pieces of iron cracked and fell down one after another.

Above the head, Molotov cocktails project blue in all directions.

gray light.In the visible world, from one end to the other, the fields swayed, sank, and dissolved, and the immensity of space trembled like the sea.

Cao Jun has witnessed such a formation again, because during the Three Kingdoms period, gunpowder had not been used in wars, and only Jingzhou soldiers who had fought against Wancheng Army for a long time were used to it, but this was only the first time fighting Cao Jun, so Cao Jun I was stunned for an instant.

Coupled with crossbow arrows, Fan Zhao's army suffered heavy casualties in an instant. In an instant, Fan Zhao's war horse was hit by an arrow and fell to the ground.

As soon as Guan Jing raised his hand, he attacked me. Guan Jing took the lead in commanding the soldiers to rush over. The thick smoke from the raging flames of the battle filled Fan Zhao's camp, billowing and filling the entire camp.

The flag with the word 'Fan' fluttering in the wind was already in tatters and seemed to have fallen down in an instant.

On the left and right sides of the camp were dead bodies lying on the ground, bleeding profusely, but no one moved forward to clean them up. The strong smell of blood and sweat mixed with each other and filled the air, making it pungent and unpleasant.