The Strongest Overlord of the Three Kingdoms

Thirty thousand horses are like a long dragon, and Cao Chun is the one leading it.

Unconsciously, the flames of the dragon's tail became brighter and brighter, and the tail became shorter and shorter.

In the chaos, Cao Chun rushed left and right, and the contact with the school captains had long been broken.

"General, this is the middle of the barracks, where are you going?"

As soon as the personal guard finished speaking, the turbulent Tiger Guard soldiers rushed over, stabbing out with spears.

The personal guard fell to the ground, the tip of the spear still kept up, and in order to avoid the spear, he unknowingly rolled into the fire.

"Ahhhhh!" The shrill screams spread throughout the night, and when he struggled to get up, the tiger guard infantry who was facing the shield rushed over with a knife.

The screaming stopped abruptly.

The pawn stepped on the burning corpse and pulled out the knife.

"kill!"

There are figures everywhere, and fighting everywhere.

The corpse burned under the flickering flames, and the smell of burnt flesh permeated the air.

Spots of blood spread out on the ground, all the corpses of people and horses.

"Do you really think I was made of mud?"

Cao Chun gave a loud shout and broke through the siege himself. Encouraged by Cao Chun, the soldiers behind him rushed forward, trying to fight a bloody path.

Now is the time of life and death, and everyone is starting to work hard.

"Cao Zihe is captured without a fight!"

During the fight, Zhao Yun chased after him again.

Fluttering the white robe, the peerless figure in the silver armor is chilling.

Zhao Yun held a gentian gun, rode a majestic war horse, stepped through the bloody water, and assassinated several people in succession. His icy eyes swept across, and Cao Chun trembled all over.

Several tiger and leopard knight soldiers were frightened, raised their hands, and knelt on the ground unconsciously. Blood splashed from the blood puddles on the ground, staining their knees red.

After seeing this scene, Cao Chun was not afraid anymore.

Compared with shame, what is life?

"Cao Zihe is here, come! Come and kill this general! Let's see if you have the ability!"

Cao Chun rode out and fought Zhao Yun for a blow.

It took all his strength in just one click.

"Come again!"

Bang!Bang!Bang!

After fighting for several rounds in a row, Cao Chun suddenly fell into a disadvantage. He panted heavily, and was about to go up again, when someone ran in front of him.

"Protect the General!"

Armed with sabers and swords, several personal guards passed Cao Hong and killed Zhao Yun.

As soon as Zhao Yun fired the gentian gun, the tip of the gun was dripping with blood.

"It's loyal, leaving your whole body."

Cao Chun took advantage of this to take a breath, and the veins in his arms became stronger again.

"Come again!"

Bang bang bang!

After more than ten rounds, Cao Chun's teeth were bleeding.

"Surrender, you are not my opponent." Zhao Yun said lightly.

Cao Chun seemed to be humiliated, and cursed: "I have received the kindness of King Wei, and I will never be able to repay it in my life. Zhao Zilong, you are just an ordinary person!"

After speaking, they fought for three more rounds.

"Suffer to death!"

The gentian spear pierced the air and descended suddenly. Cao Chun panicked and rolled off his horse.

Zhao Yun was about to pursue, when suddenly, a figure appeared in front of him.

"Zihe, don't worry, brother, I'll come too!"

Xia Houshang shouted loudly and faced Zhao Yun.

Cao Chun thought he was going to die here, but he didn't expect the reinforcements to appear in time, and he was immediately moved.

It really is my good brother!

"oops!"

Xia Houshang screamed, and his weapon was blown away by Zhao Yun.

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