The city is full of Yellow Turbans

Chapter 8 Reversing the Tide
"What a stupid pig!"

Seeing Cheng Yuanzhi going into battle, Xu Feng was so angry that he cursed and singled out Liu Guanzhang. Isn't that too much life?Cheng Yuanzhi really thinks of himself as a character.

"Greeting brothers, get ready to fight." Xu Feng hurriedly told Xue Cheng and others.

Cheng Yuanzhi had just entered the arena with a big knife in his hand, when Zhang Fei was about to step forward and shoot him over, but Guan Yu slapped his horse and rushed over with a knife, and shouted in the air, "Third brother, step back and take a rest, second brother come and meet him." meeting."

The Qinglong Yanyue Knife in Guan Yu's hand waved in the air. Under the scorching sun, the light of the knife was dazzling, and the cold light made people suffocated. Guan Yu's phoenix eyes were slightly opened, and the corners of his eyebrows showed disdain. Pendulum, majestic, extraordinary momentum.

Guan Yu urged the horse to move forward, and as soon as the horse came, the knife also arrived. The speed was fast and the moves were fierce. The 82-jin Qinglong Yanyue Knife danced in the air. With a strong wind, there was a sound of whining, the cold light passed by, people's heads flew up, and hot scarlet blood shot out, like a bloody fountain, the blood splashed everywhere, the blood mist filled the air, and the strong smell of blood filled the surroundings. This scene was completely stunned.

Qu Shuai, whom he worshiped like a god, was hacked by others in less than one round, which was too surprising.

"Haha! The second brother is mighty, he killed Cheng Yuanzhi with one blow, brothers, what are you still doing, let me kill you."

Seeing this, Zhang Fei laughed loudly, waved his hands behind him, and was the first to rush towards the camp of the Yellow Turban Army.

The snake spear is waving, and the shadow of the spear is flickering. The snake spear in Zhang Fei's hand dances in a way that is impervious to wind and rain. Every shot can take away a fresh life. No one is his enemy. Zhang Fei, like a god of killing, rushed and killed in the Yellow Turban formation at will, slaughtering wantonly, screaming, crying, wailing, and the sound was endless.

In the blink of an eye, the ground was covered with countless dead bodies. Zhang Fei, covered in blood, became more and more courageous as he fought, shouting and rampaging in the Yellow Turban formation. In addition, the main general was killed, the dragons had no leader, and they lost their backbone. Seeing such a brave and invincible Zhang Fei, they were immediately frightened and depressed, and retreated one after another.

"Brothers, follow me to kill!"

Seeing the [-] army fleeing in embarrassment instantly being chased by [-] defenders, Xu Feng was furious. Someone from the Yellow Turban Army must stand up at this moment, otherwise it would be all over. For the first battle in his life, this ending is simply humiliating.

"Brothers! Let's go with Brother Feng. We will never be cowards. The opponent only has 500 people, so there is nothing to be afraid of."

Xue Cheng yelled, while waving the steel knife, he chased after Xu Feng in the direction he was charging.

Xu Feng held the steel saber, his eyes glaring with anger, and killed the pawns rushing towards him. As soon as the two sides met, the steel saber in Xu Feng's hand swung in the air. With a slash full of anger, the knife flashed, and a pawn of the opponent was split in half by Xu Feng, and bright red blood sprayed Xu Feng all over.

The strong smell of blood made Xu Feng even more excited. Without any hesitation, he landed on the ground and swept across the waist. Several soldiers who approached, screaming for their father and mother, all made a move, and Xu Feng chopped off both legs. There was one unlucky guy whose thigh was directly cut off by Xu Feng, and the fellow who was in pain shrank into a ball on the spot, crying like ghosts and howling like wolves.

"go to hell!"

Xu Feng was impatient to hear this, and aimed at the opponent's chest, stabbing the tip of the knife fiercely. With a puff, the opponent's face was full of unwillingness, mixed with a trace of relief, and he was completely breathless.

"Kill!"

Xue Cheng and others followed closely behind, and also rushed over. Zhou Cang and others were encouraged to see Xu Feng so brave and fearless. As Xu Feng's general, Zhou Cang felt very guilty. It's a shame that he can't compare to a small corporal leader under his command.

Zhou Cang held the big knife, urged his horse to swing the knife, like a tiger descending the mountain, he went up to meet Zhang Fei who was chasing from the opposite side.

Boohoo!

With a loud bang, Zhang Fei's spear and Zhou Cang's broadsword collided heavily, the sound shook the sky, sparks shot all over the sky, both of them are rare and peerless generals, duel by strength alone, between brothers, no difference Win or lose.You must know that Zhou Cang was Guan Yu's knife-handler in the Three Kingdoms. With a 82-jin sword, Zhou Cang still walked like flying with his hands. How can this power be underestimated!
"Okay, okay, I finally met a guy of some importance, come here, report your name, your third master will not kill unknown rats." Zhang Fei shouted excitedly.

"I am Zhou Cang in Kansai, Zhang Fei, you are crazy, I will meet you."

Zhou Cang had long held back his anger, and naturally he would not hold back when facing Zhang Fei. Moreover, the excitement and anticipation of facing a master had already made him feel fighting in his heart, and he wanted to try it too. Is it the sharpness of my knife, or the speed of Zhang Fei's spear.

"Okay, okay, I have the ability to fight with your third master for three hundred rounds."

Zhang Fei grinned and said, the tip of the spear in his hand flicked, and a burst of trickery gunshots were pulled out of the air, and suddenly stabbed at Zhou Cang's chest.

"Good come!"

Zhou Cang secretly praised in his heart, but his movements were not slow at all. He leaned slightly on the horse's back, passed Zhang Fei's spear, swung the knife with his right hand to slash Huashan Mountain, and slashed towards Zhang Fei's face very quickly.

Two horses fanhuan, you come and go, the two fight together, with Zhou Cang blocking Zhang Fei, Xu Feng and others have less resistance and more killing intent. Encouraged by people, many people came to their senses, waved their weapons, and joined the formation against the defenders. The number of people was increasing, like a flood, and instantly killed all the officers and soldiers who were not many on the opposite side. Not much left.

"Kill me with anger!"

Guan Yu was furious, seeing that the situation was not good, he urged his horse to charge up with a knife, the Qinglong Yanyue knife was waving all over the sky, the light of the knife was flickering, and the cold air was overwhelming, the yellow scarf soldiers who approached did not wait to understand what was going on, either their heads moved, or The body was split in two, and the death was so miserable that the second and third younger brothers rushed over.

Liu Bei did not show weakness, the three of them were like three fierce tigers, killing Buddhas when meeting Buddhas, and punishing gods when meeting gods. Except for Zhang Fei who was blocked by Zhou Cang, the other two, like entering a land without people, cut melons and vegetables. , Although the number of Yellow Turban soldiers is large, they do not have any advantage.

"A bunch of trash, are they just waiting for others to kill them? Why are the archers still standing still? They haven't released their arrows yet." Xu Feng shouted angrily at the archers in the crowd.

"But it's going to hurt us."

"What time is it, mother-in-law and mother, if you don't shoot arrows, can your own people survive?"

Xu Feng scolded angrily, although he couldn't bear it in his heart, but with so many people, if the rise of being killed by three people, no one will have good fruit to eat.

(End of this chapter)