The rise of heroes who dominate the Three Kingdoms

"Don't kill me, don't kill me! Do you want gold, or beauty? Or do you want an official position? I'll give it all to you, give it all to you, don't kill me!"

Looking at Xiang Ji standing in front of him, Dong Zhuo's lower body was already wet.

If you don't face it yourself, you can't realize it, this book is not a human being at all, he is a devil who came out of hell.

Looking at the corpse of Xiliang Jun who fell to the ground in front of him, Dong Zhuo was scared.

Finding that Dong Zhuo was so unbearable, Xiang Ji sneered again and again.

That's it, the prime minister of the Han Dynasty, the demon king Dong Zhuo, the root of the troubled times

, and when facing death, isn't it a dick.

Without any words, Xiang Ji raised the overlord halberd in his hand towards Dong Zhuo.

Seeing Xiang Ji like this, Dong Zhuo knew that begging for mercy was useless.

"Do you want the old man to die, the old man will kill you first!" In the

face of death, Dong Zhuo's ruthlessness in fighting with foreigners all the year round when he was young came up.

At this point, Dong Zhuo's personality is still somewhat similar to Xiang Ji.

The ghost head knife was drawn, and with a clumsy step, the obese Dong Zhuo launched the attack first.

However, although Dong Zhuo is already desperate, it is a pity that the gap in strength is too obvious.

Looking at the overlord halberd inserted in his chest, and looking at the ghost head knife that he had not yet chopped, Dong Zhuo unwillingly fell to the ground.

"Prime Minister!"

At this moment, Fan Chou, who had come from the back to find the riot, saw Dong Zhuo's death.

"Xiang Ji, I'll die for Lao Tzu!" As

an old brother who has been fighting with Dong Zhuo for many years, Fan Chou is obviously not as righteous as Li Dao.

Seeing another red-eyed desperate one, Xiang Ji's head suddenly grew.

I'm done now, so I don't bother to pay attention to you crazy people.

With a wave of his halberd to block Fan Chou's attack, Xiang Ji turned around and ran wildly.

Just kidding, in this chaotic army, if one is really accidentally besieged again, there is no good teammate like Xu Huang to rescue.

However, because of the pursuit of Dong Zhuo, Xiang Ji had already left the place where he had been ambushed.

Looking around, Xiang Ji was stunned.

The previous location has long been the place where the Royal Forest Army and the Xiliang Army will fight each other, and I am afraid that it will not be possible to pass it at all.

Damn, where am I going to retreat from this special old man?

Without waiting for Xiang Ji to think about it, Fan Chou, who was repulsed, rushed again.

At the same time, there were also a large number of Xiliang troops behind him who came with Fan Chou's opponent.

Seeing

the situation in front of him, Xiang Ji knew that it was impossible to retreat without damage.

In this case, when the brave meet on the narrow road, the scum on the opposite side will die to Lao Tzu!

However, the Xiliang Army in front of Xiang Ji is not the same as the previous one.

This time, the Xiliang army besieged by Xiang Ji was all Fan Chou's personal entourage, and they were all old brothers who had accompanied Dong Zhuo for many years.

Now that I have seen the tragic death of my lord, it is that everyone is fighting bravely, everyone is competing for the first, what fear of death has long been forgotten.

Damn it! These guys, aren't they afraid of death?

After fighting for a long time, the Xiliang army around him still did not decrease.

In the face of these Xiliang troops who were not afraid of death at all, Xiang Ji was helpless.

Kill one yourself, and immediately two rush up to fill the void left by the fallen man.

Even if Xiang Ji is brave and invincible, there is nothing he can do if he falls into this kind of wheel battle without a mount.

"Lord, Zhao Yun is here!" Just

when Xiang Ji was helpless, Zhao Yun of the white horse and silver spear came out of the oblique stab.

It turned out that although Xiang Ji asked Zhao Yun to take care of the horses, Zhao Yun, as a military general, was unwilling to say anything if he couldn't go into battle.

Out of concern for the safety of Xiang Ji, Zhao Yun hid Xiang Ji's war horse in a proper place and then ran towards the canyon.

Coincidentally, when Zhao Yun arrived, he saw that Xiang Ji was under siege, what else is there to say, let's go.

With Zhao Yun's help, the pressure on Xiang Ji suddenly decreased.

At the very least, you don't have to guard against the enemy behind you.

"Hahaha! Okay, Zilong, today you and I will break through again.

Let's kill it together!" The

pride suddenly came to life, and the lost power quickly returned, and the overlord halberd in Xiang Ji's hand was once again whirring with its dance.

With the addition of Zhao Yun, the Xiliang Army, which only relied on a fierce blood in its chest, gradually became unable to stop it.

At this moment, the neighing of a war horse was heard.

When I looked up, a snow-white war horse rushed straight down from the canyon as if it was stepping on the clouds.

"White Dragon!" Seeing

the old man, Xiang Ji was even more excited, and when the white dragon rushed closer, he turned over and jumped directly on the back of the white dragon horse.

It wasn't just Zhao Yun who cared about the item, when Bai Long saw Zhao Yun leaving him alone, he immediately tore the rope open with his teeth and chased Zhao Yun's figure all the way.

"Xichu Xiang Ji is here! Dong Zhuo is dead, if you are not afraid of death, come here!" Stepping

onto the white dragon, Xiang Ji regained the demeanor of the proud god of war.

Shocked by Xiang Ji's momentum, Xiliang Jun unconsciously took a step back.

"Don't be afraid, brothers, they are just two people, kill him and avenge the prime minister!"

Seeing that Xiliang Jun was timid, Fan Chou was anxious.

Waving the sword, Fan Chou took the lead in charging at Xiang Ji after shouting.

With the white dragon, Xiang Ji's strength increased by a few points, and he smiled contemptuously at Fan Chou, who was attacking, and the overlord halberd in his hand swept out.

Although Fan Chou is also a fierce general of Xiliang, his strength is far from that of Huaxiong, although he came to fight Xiang Ji with the heart of death, he still couldn't chop the war knife in his hand to Xiang Ji.

"Don't be afraid, brothers, it's just two of them... For the Prime Minister... Revenge!" was

swept by Xiang Ji's overlord halberd, Fan Chou saw that he couldn't live, and after using the last strength of his life to encourage the Xiliang army, Fan Chou fell from his horse and died.

Seeing

that Fan Chou did not forget to avenge Dong Zhuo until he died, Xiang Ji was in awe.

This is the real warrior, the real friendship from blood and fire, regardless of status or identity.

Presumably Dong Zhuoquan knew that there was such a real good brother who could die for him, and he was afraid that he could also turn a blind eye.

However, the situation in front of him did not allow Xiang Ji to show respect to Fan Chou.

Stimulated by Fan Chou's death, the blood qi that had originally dissipated in the Xiliang Army surged up again.

"Brothers, fight, for the prime minister

, for the general, for our Xiliang army, fight with him!" When the first Xiliang army soldier gave up his fear and raised his weapon to Xiang Ji, a large number of Xiliang soldiers also raised the weapon in their hands along with the first person.

"In that case, then I'll give you a warrior's way to die!"

Seeing this situation, Xiang Ji knew that he couldn't be good anymore.

Although I admire Fan Chou's loyalty, I admire the bravery of the Xiliang army.

However, one will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither.