The Strongest Overlord of the Three Kingdoms

Unfortunately, unexpectedly, Sun Ce and others did not go due south.

As a result, the ambush point is useless.

If a wave of arrows can solve it, no matter how capable the little overlord Sun Ce is, no matter how capable the soldiers are, it will be useless.

"In the end, Sun Ce called out his real name. This matter should not be delayed, otherwise the morale of the army will not be suppressed."

"The whole army is on!"

A group of rebel cavalry charged into Zhao Yun and the others at high speed, and the airflow almost cracked and twisted.

The war horse collided with the war horse, and in an instant, there was a shrill neigh.

The side of the war horse crashed to the ground, kicking its limbs and struggling to stand up.

As for the cavalry on the mount, they have long been crushed into meat sauce.

The cavalry in the back row held their spears and let go of their charge. The spears collided with the armor, almost sparking.

When the wave of shock was over, few of the Jingzhou soldiers brought by Sun Ce could stand.

The rebels were also in disarray, and their deaths were miserable.

Only the guard cavalry, commanded by Zhao Yun, maintained a complete establishment.

The shield soldiers gathered into iron shells to protect Sun Shangxiang moved forward slowly with a slight gap.

"drink!"

Viscous blood spattered from the wound, and a rebel got up from the ground, and was instantly turned into a hedgehog by the stabbing guns.

"You are all Jingzhou soldiers, why do you do rebellious things? Put down your weapons, I, Sun Bofu, hereby promise that this matter has nothing to do with you."

A feathered arrow shot at Sun Ce. Sun Ce straightened his chest and caught the arrow with his armor.

Sun Ce has always had the habit of A, even when seeing off friends.

He couldn't describe the scene at this moment, and the anger was spreading, like a fishbone stuck in his throat.

"I, Sun Bofu, ask myself, I am not sorry, come on, kill me!"

The iron spear pierced the neck of a school lieutenant, and Sun Ce pulled it out fiercely, the wound expanded, and blood splashed on his ferocious and roaring face.

The opponent's head was raised up, his body twitched and spilled blood, and he fell backwards to the ground, motionless.

Sun Ce wanted to open his eyes, and roared like thunder:

"Chaos - subject - thief - son!!"

The sweaty BMW under the seat paved the ground, roaring and roaring, his arm suddenly raised, and the iron gun swung away, making the sound of howling wind.

There were figures falling down constantly.

Zhao Yun glanced at him. Sun Ce is brave, but it is impossible to expect this brother to protect Sun Shangxiang from leaving.

The rebels didn't dare to go forward, a school lieutenant roared angrily:

"Fire the arrow! Shoot him to death!"

Whizzing--

Sun Ce raised his head, grinned the corners of his mouth, let out a rough breath, and snorted coldly.

In the field of vision, arrows rushed like locusts, and Sun Ce's figure on his horse flew over, the iron spear was already spinning in his hand, and the wind howled.

Not one arrow touches the body.

Occasionally, an arrow was missed, and the sweaty horse stepped on its feet, like a dance.

Every time he moved a step, the arrow suddenly fell down, but it was always half a beat slower.

"How can such a horse not have a name?"

"I'll call you Overlord from now on!"

The war horse neighed long and answered Sun Ce's words.

"Okay!" Sun Ce roared again.

ding ding dong...

The iron gun rotated to block the rain of arrows, and the sparks flickered and jumped on the swaying gun shaft one after another, making the sound of fine clashes.

"kill!"

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"kill--"

On the battlefield, countless footsteps shake the ground, life roars, and death screams.

The sound of shouting and killing was like a raging tide, sweeping across the gloomy sky.

Shouldn't you run away?

How did it become a head-to-head confrontation?

And he played it with such a forceful momentum!