Three Kingdoms: The son-in-law was lying flat, and Lu Bu eavesdropped on his heart

In the battlefield, the wolf horse has been surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside.

Hou Cheng was injured in his left shoulder, and he endured great pain: "Brother, I'm afraid we won't be able to rush out." "

Hao Meng was hit by an arrow in his leg, trembling: "If you can't rush out, you will die together! "

Hou Cheng was annoyed and snorted his steel teeth: "It's a pity, Ding Yuan's horse ran away, I really want to slaughter him with a knife." "

Hao Meng glanced back at Hou Cheng and smiled lightly: "No hurry! "

Phew~~~

A long exhale was turbid.

Hou Cheng raised the big gun in his hand and let out a thunderous roar: "Brothers, we are a wolf riding in the state of Union, even if we lose, we will defeat our momentum!"

"Pick up your weapon!"

Suddenly, the gazes of all the wolf cavalry soldiers focused on Hou Cheng: "Come with me, charge again at the end, even if you die, you will die on the way to the charge!"

"Kill !! with me"

"Kill ~~~"

In an instant, the wolf rider let out a roar.

The soldiers were really like wild wolves, raised the weapons in their hands, scarlet eyes, and rushed up with a scream.

Chu Yan, the main general of the yellow turban, was shocked, he had never seen a soldier with such a strong will to fight.

But alas....

Their gas will run out.

Chu Yan did not hesitate, and ordered sonorously: "Don't let go of a single person, kill them all!"

Yellow Turban Mountain shouted: "Kill ~~~~"

The two armies collided again.

Oh! Oh! Oh!

Swords and shadows, blood flows like rivers.

In the blink of an eye, groups of soldiers and horses lay on the ground.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

Hou Cheng was holding a large gun, his eyes were like cold stars, and he stabbed down several yellow turbans in an instant.

Then, he swept the thousand troops with a backhand, forcing all the thieves who attacked around him to retreat.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he rushed to kill with an extremely fast move, leaving an afterimage on the ground and rushing straight at the yellow turban general in front of him.

In the face of Hou Cheng's rapid slaughter, the other party faintly felt that his body was a little stiff, and his hands were a little shaky.

Hou Cheng saw the opportunity and shot at the other party.

Bell ~~~

A crisp sound.

In the diagonal thorn, a large iron gun was unbiased and blocked in front of Hou Cheng's weapon.

Hou Cheng was shocked and subconsciously turned his head to look.

That person was Chu Yan, the yellow turban general.

"Hmph!"

Chu Yan snorted coldly: "Want to break through? It's not so easy!"

Bell~~

Chu Yan separated Hou Cheng's weapon, the iron gun shook, the tip of the gun was like a flower, up, middle, and down, pointing at Hou Cheng's chest.

The marksmanship is mellow, it is really extraordinary!

Hou Cheng hurriedly retreated, but was tripped by the corpse under his feet, and his body suddenly leaned back.

"Not good!"

Hou Cheng subconsciously felt bad.

He could clearly feel that the opponent's gun was close at hand.

"Sima ~~~"

Suddenly, a wolf cavalry soldier rushed out and protected him.

He desperately grabbed this Chu Yan iron spear, let him stay in his belly, and turned back to Hou Cheng and said, "Sima, go quickly!"

"Ah~~~~"

This roar.

It was like spring thunder bursting out of the mouth, and the archery shook the thunderbolt.

Hou Cheng's small universe completely exploded.

He couldn't bear it anymore, picked up his weapons, and fought wildly:

Damn yellow turbans, labor and management are going to kill you!"

"Kill you all ~~~~"

"Kill !!"

“......"

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swish!

Suddenly, arrows were overwhelmed, and the yellow turban screams continued.

A familiar figure rushed from afar.

He held a Fang Tian Painting Halberd, wearing foxy armor, his face was like a crown jade, and his sword eyebrows were starry.

Not Lv Bu, who is it?

"Are Hou Cheng and Hao Meng okay?"

"Lv Bulai also ~~~"

But seeing that dozens of feet away, Lü Bu accelerated abruptly, let out a roar, and the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand cut a wonderful curve in the air, and quickly stabbed at the neck of the yellow towel beside him.

Poof!

Cold flashes, blood flies.

At this moment, Hou Cheng couldn't bear it anymore, and two lines of tears couldn't help but burst out of his eyes: "General! Hou Cheng is alive, Hou Cheng is alive! "

"Rush ~~~"

When Lü Bu's figure appeared on the battlefield.

In an instant, the soldiers of the wolf horse rode as if they were resurrected in place full of blood, one by one, they rose up to resist, fought to the death, and rushed up with a cry, not afraid of knives and guns, not afraid of life and death!

"Zhang Liao Laiye!"

"Song Xian is here!"

"Lao Hou, Wei Xuan has come to save you. "

"Brother Hao, Cao Zhilai ~~~"

"The momentum of the charge, there is no advance or retreat, the will to fall into battle, there is death and no life!"

Each sound is like a shot in the arm.

Directly pulled the wolf ride back from the brink of death.

The situation on the battlefield was reversed in an instant!

Before the Yellow Turban could resist, it was rushed by the wolf horse and could not be defeated.

Chu Yan was so frightened that her eyes almost didn't pop out.

Without hesitation, he gave a sonorous order: "Brethren, retreat quickly, go to the woods!"

Suddenly, the yellow turban was so frightened that he turned around and left, like a group of rats, and got into the jungle.