The city is full of Yellow Turbans

Chapter 437, bloody battle continues

Zhang Fei shook the tip of his gun, and Hu Che'er felt a blur in front of his eyes, and the cold wind came over his face. He hurriedly waved his mace to block it, but Zhang Fei shot a feint, and quickly changed direction with his backhand. Whizzing!Several bows and arrows came from behind, and they were the archers who had been waiting by the side. They saw that the master was in danger, so they naturally couldn't ignore it.

With the wind blowing from behind, Zhang Fei hurriedly dodged sideways, and continued to attack Hu Chi'er madly without stopping the moves in his hands.

"Pfft!"

Zhang Fei dodged the cold arrow that was shot, and as he turned sideways, another cold arrow hit Hu Chi'er's thigh. Hu Chi'er immediately froze and grinned in pain.

"It won't hurt any more!"

As Zhang Fei grinned, a cold light flashed in front of Hu Chi'er's eyes, and a meteor-like white light pierced his throat quickly. Zhang Fei shot Hu Chi'er over with a single shot, and when he turned his head, he still didn't forget to shoot at the "kind" archer Say thanks.

The archer immediately vomited bitterly in shock, what?General Hu Chi'er, whom I actually killed, was killed, what should I do?
"Court death, you idiot!"

Hu Che'er stepped forward, shouted angrily, and smashed the flustered archer with a stick, instantly smashing his head and brain.

"General be careful!"

Suddenly a soldier next to him gave a warning to Hu Che'er, and Hu Che'er felt the wind behind him, and an inexplicable chill hit him, he turned around and dodged aside, puff, a snake spear came towards the wind, brushing Hu Che'er's body. The left rib was piercing the heart of the soldier in front.

Zhang Fei picked up the pawn with one shot, and threw his backhand at Hu Che'er. Hu Che'er took another step back, Zhang Fei rushed forward, and with a shake of the snake spear, he stabbed fiercely at Hu Che'er's chest. , Hu Che'er hurriedly raised his stick to resist.

Dang!

Flames blazed and the stars were shining brightly. Zhang Fei shot Hu Che'er's mace away. The tip of the gun trembled. Involuntarily covered in cold sweat, Zhang Fei hurriedly dodged towards the crowd with a mace in his hand. Zhang Fei didn't give him any chance. He landed on his tiptoes, jumped onto a high platform beside him, sprinted for a while, and shook the tip of his gun again. Using his strength, Feishen stopped Hu Che'er again.

The snake spear in the right hand hangs directly to the sound of the wind, piercing Hu Che'er's heart. It pierced towards Hu Che'er's left rib, with a sound...the sharp military thorn cut open Hu Che'er's rib armor, and with a puff, it pierced deeply.

Hu Che'er let out a scream, swayed his body, retreated a few steps, and screamed in pain. Dozens of soldiers saw that the master was in danger, one by one, like tigers coming out of the cage, trapping Zhang Fei in the crowd again.

Zhang Fei shouted angrily: "Whoever blocks me will die!"

I saw the snake spear in Zhang Fei's hand like a dragon going out to sea, dancing fast, the offensive shot was as fast as a shot, and each move was as strong as a move. Under the shadows of thousands of spears, the cold light was shining, the blood was shining again and again, and the screams were endless. Limbs and corpses splashed everywhere, and blood sprayed everywhere. Although there were many enemy soldiers, no one could stop Zhang Fei who was mad.

Hu Che'er was injured in the ribs, so he hurriedly hid in the crowd, took the opportunity to retreat, Zhang Fei swept Hu Che'er in the crowd who was stalking away from the corner of his eye, shouted angrily, shook his left arm stab, ran towards Hu Che'er's back and threw it away , With a whoosh, a white light flashed in the air, Hu Che'er suddenly felt a chill, and hurriedly dodged sideways, but the military stab came like wind, fast as lightning, and the speed was too fast, even though Hu Che'er dodged Hu Che'er gritted his teeth and rolled on the ground in pain.

Zhang Fei's snake spear swept across his waist, and dozens of soldiers were swept aside by his strange force. Along the gap just made way, Zhang Fei jumped up and rushed towards Hu Che'er like lightning. When Hu Che'er looked up and found Zhang Fei , Zhang Fei had already killed him in front of his eyes.

"Crazy, die!"

With an angry shout, before the words fell, Zhang Fei's snake spear and fierce tiger came out of the cage. With a gust of wind, a shot pierced Hu Che'er's heart fiercely. With Zhang Fei's arms, he lifted the spear weighing several hundred catties. The big man was picked up in mid-air by Zhang Fei.

Zhang Fei laughed wildly in the sky, flung the snake spear in the air, Hu Che'er let out a scream, and smashed the blood mist towards the crowd in the distance, bang bang bang, more than a dozen bandits in a row were knocked down by Hu Che'er. From then on, Zhang Fei once again entered the wolf pack and killed the Quartet.

An hour later, Zhang Fei's majesty remained undiminished. Even though he was covered in blood, he was still invincible, and his fighting spirit was high. Hundreds of Liu Bei's soldiers had already been killed or injured in front of him.

Three hours later, Zhang Fei was still fighting bloody battles. Although he was a little out of breath, his eyes were still wide open.

Five hours later, Zhang Fei was already a little out of breath. The prefect's mansion was full of dead bodies piled up like a mountain, and the stumped limbs were in a mess. The number of enemy soldiers killed and injured had reached 3000.

Fighting from the early morning till dark, Zhang Fei suffered two stab wounds and two arrow wounds, and stood proudly in the courtyard with his spear. The enemy soldiers had already been terrified. No one dared to take a step forward, they were all dumbfounded, looking at the bloody man who was still standing in the crowd with horror.

The lights in the courtyard were brightly lit, and the bright pine trees shone like daytime. Liu Bei once again led Wenwu to the high platform and raised his eyes to watch. , full of blood, fishy smell, choking smell, suffocating, the whole Taishou mansion is gloomy, extremely tragic, it is like Shura's purgatory, extremely permeating.

On an open space in the courtyard, Zhang Fei stabbed the ground with a snake spear, holding the gun shaft in his hand, panting heavily, two sharp arrows on his thighs, which were particularly eye-catching, and white bones were exposed on his chest, the wound was extremely deep, Within a [-]-meter radius, no soldier dared to bully him. Zhang Fei stood proudly on the spot, like a god of hell or a demon Shura, making people frightened and chilled.

"Liu Bei, could it be that you want to change your mind?" Zhang Fei sneered disdainfully when he saw that Liu Bei had brought someone here.

Liu Bei shook his head and sighed, "Third brother, Liu Xuande is not a man of no faith, please take care." After speaking, Liu Bei turned around and left again.

The soldiers around couldn't help but feel chilled. Thousands of people died like this. Liu Bei didn't even have a word of comfort. Could it be that he regarded himself as a chess piece that could be discarded at will.

Seeing that Zhang Fei was seriously injured, everyone did not believe that he could still turn the tide and turn the tide of the battle.

After resting for a while, Zhang Fei stood up straight again, glanced disdainfully at the arrow on his leg, laughed, bent down and pulled out the sharp arrow, and two pieces of flesh and blood flew out.

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