The Conquest of the Three Kingdoms

The sky full of rockets descended from the sky, where they went was a sea of ​​flames; the whole piece of rocks rolled down, and where they passed was a pool of blood...

"Withdraw, withdraw."

Zhang Xiu commanded the army to withdraw from the valley, and it was only then that Hu Che'er felt Zhang Xiu shouting: "Master, retreat quickly, there must be an ambush here."

Zhang Xiu led the soldiers and horses to march towards the mouth of the valley, but at this time Lu Bu was already waiting for Zhang Xiu with Fang Tian's painting halberd in hand.

Zhang Xiu couldn't believe it, Zhang Xiu's horse stopped suddenly, and took two steps back, saying: "Impossible, impossible."

Lu Bu took the lead and shouted: "Zhang Xiu, don't get off your horse and surrender."

At this moment, Zhang Xiu regained his composure and said, "Lu Bu has been strangled by the prime minister to go to Picheng. This is something that everyone in the world knows. Who are you?"

"Zhang Xiu, you really know how to play tricks. When I was a general under Dong Zhuo with your uncle Zhang Ji, you were a school lieutenant. I don't know your seniority when I meet you today, Prairie Wolf? "

As soon as Zhang Xiu heard "Prairie Wolf", he immediately knew that he was really Lu Bu, because only his uncle and Lu Bu knew this nickname, and this nickname was given to him by Lu Bu.

At this time, Zhang Xiu could only stand with Lv Bu bravely and horizontally. Zhang Xiu and Lu Bu had a fight, but today Zhang Xiu's battle with Ma Chao has been exhausted. I lost my mind, and in the midst of all these thoughts, Lu Bu suddenly stabbed Zhang Xiu's horse with a halberd. The generals went up and rushed to the front to rescue Zhang Xiu. With one stroke of the halberd, he shouted, "Come on."

However, in Lu Bu's Chitu Horse Track Team, the Xiliang cavalry suddenly had a bow and crossbow in their hands, and after pulling the string.

"Search - search - search"

A cavalry and infantry who were lining up and galloping instantly fell down. "Withdraw. Withdraw."

Hu Che'er issued an order to return to the valley, and Zhang Xiu also rode on the horse of the general and turned around to ask for it back to the valley.

Because soldiers were stationed at the top of the valley and at the mouth of the valley, Zhang Xiu could only move in the center of the valley, and they were suffering helplessly.

At this time, Jia Xu led the army to rescue Zhang Xiu, but Gao Shun's trapped camp carried out a brutal massacre, and everyone returned to the camp with injuries. Jia Xu hurriedly asked Xu Chu for help, but Xu Chu met his nemesis , Chen Dao.

Xu Chu led [-] Huwei cavalry, all of whom were elites and experienced in many battles. Xu Chu also believed that no one in the world could defeat him except Lu Bu.

He crossed the road and immediately went straight to the general who blocked him.

A big man with a purple face, a big man with a yellow face, and two Kanmen knives were together. The fight between the two sides was really dark and dark, and the soldiers on both sides took it seriously.

At this time, Jia Xu is like an ant on a hot pot, thinking about countermeasures, thinking about how to survive.

At this time, Nie Zefeng and Ma Chao dressed up as servants and brought tea in.

"Sir, have some tea, please."

"Where to put it."

Jia Xu walked up and down in front, restless all the time.

"Sir, this tea has the effect of relieving troubles, please taste it."

"You boy, you are clever in speaking, okay, let me have a taste."

Jia Xu picked up the teacup with a smile and took a sip, full of praise, "Not bad, not bad."

"You're new here, what's the name of this tea?"

"Sir, this tea is called Wancheng tea."

As soon as Jia Xu heard it, she knew that there must be some knowledge in it, so she hurriedly asked, "Who are you, who are you?"

At this time, Nie Zefeng slowly answered with his fists clasped: "Mr. Wenhe, I am Nie Zefeng, the self-proclaimed Marquis of Wancheng, and I am here to pay a special visit to the general today."

"Who's coming, who's coming."

Jia Xu shouted, "Sir, don't shout, my army has already controlled the army in the camp."

Jia Xu also showed his indifference at this time, then smiled, and slowly sat down on the seat and asked, "Why are you here, isn't it just to offer me a cup of tea?"

Nie Zefeng also smiled calmly and said: "The world is in chaos, the literati want to find a king who appreciates them, and the generals want to find a master who can make them rich, but these princes are so dignified, they are all fighting for a little profit. I can't see the great achievements of this great China......"

Jia Xu listened, listened, and felt more and more that he hadn't misjudged this is the Mingjun, this is the Mingjun.

"My lord, pay my respects to my lord."

Jia Xu fell to the ground with tears in her eyes, "It's been so many years, no one has ever understood and understood me like Jia Wenhe."

Nie Zefeng hurriedly leaned over to help each other, "Mister is a great talent, I should bow down to you."

At this time, Nie Zefeng knew that he had conquered the ghost Jia Xu, and Ma Chao was stationed outside with a team of soldiers, watching the continuous bursts of laughter from the big tent, unconsciously it was dawn.