Weird Three Kingdoms

Chapter 401 The Blooming Flower of Death

When Fei was lurking in Jingzhou before, he thought that since he already had a douhou, why not put a mask on it?
If there was a mask, Xia Houdun in the Three Kingdoms would not be one-eyed...

Of course, if you want to create a fine mask with a nose and a mouth that fits the facial curve, it is of course somewhat difficult, but probably make an arc to drill some holes while it is hot for seeing and breathing, not just like the armor Is the difficulty of drilling a hole in the iron sheet for weaving the same?
Of course, the flat and curved visor does not seem to have any deterrent effect, but it can be painted on!
Using white and red to draw a pattern of blue-faced fangs on the black visor, Fei Qian thought it was a very simple matter, but Fei Qian did not expect that people in the Han Dynasty really lacked imagination...

The master craftsman Huang Dou who followed Feiqian to the Beiqu camp, held back for two days, and finally handed it to Feiqian. The final design was to draw two red dots on the eye circles and a red line on the mouth, that's all. .

Is this a painting of Pleasant Goat or a robot Watt!
At that time, Fei Qian was almost choked to death by his own saliva...

Well, it is understandable, after all, no one in the Han Dynasty has seen horror movies.

Later, it was Fei Qian himself who drew a more decent ghost-like mask——

White base, no eyebrows, blood red eye corners and red brow wrinkles divide the white forehead into three pieces, the eyes are originally iron black, expanding the eye sockets, and then a circle of white is dotted in the middle, making it look like Like huge eyeballs protruding from the sunken eye sockets, the outlined staggered fangs occupy the entire lower half of the mask, matching the white air that comes out of breathing due to the cold weather after wearing it...

Of course, according to Fei Qian's own standards, it still doesn't feel scary enough, but according to the current situation, the effect seems to be pretty good.

Although the street has been cleaned, there is still a lot of plaster.

Er Gouzi trembled, howled, and rushed over step by step. The soles of his feet stepped on the muddy street, and circles of yellow dust rose up. His neck was chopped off with a knife.

Huang Cheng stood steadily, as if the person rushing in front of him did not exist at all, his whole body was completely motionless, only his fingers tapped lightly on the handle of the long Mo Dao, as if he was counting Er Gouzi pace and distance...

Er Gouzi took another step, and the dust under the soles of his feet billowed up...

I only heard the sound of "Woo Weng...", a bright light shone between the sky and the earth, and then I saw a line of blood drawn on Er Gouzi's waist, and in an instant, it was like a water source that was about to be blocked, "噗嗤" There was an explosion and sprayed out, and it was cut into two sections at the waist!
The surroundings suddenly became quiet, as if all the voices had been emptied by the knife...

"what……"

Er Gouzi howled in pain on the ground, trying to grab back the intestines that had flowed out, as if by doing so, he could live for a moment longer, but it was obvious that all the efforts were in vain, Er Gouzi writhed on the ground with half of his body Twitching, twitching, like a fish dying from dehydration, making its final struggle...

"Ghost... ghost..."

I don't know if it was a coincidence, or a phantom appeared in his head before he died. Before Er Gouzi swallowed his last breath, he suddenly yelled this one last time, and died immediately.

The Baibo army was suddenly in a commotion. They had seen dead people, those whose hands and feet had been cut off, and those who had their stomachs disemboweled. seen!

This is obviously the power that only ghosts and gods can have!

Even human beings have the power of ghosts and gods!
The Baibo soldiers turned pale with fright, and many of them subconsciously touched their bellies, only to breathe a sigh of relief when they found that it was not broken into two sections.

Ghosts and gods!
That would be the same as General Tiangong and the others, this... this...

How could mortals like me beat it?

Quite a number of Baibo soldiers backed away in awe, and leaned against other soldiers, feeling the body temperature of others, and barely suppressed the chill rising in their hearts.

Feiqian watched from behind the formation, shook his head, and then ordered: "Light up the smoke." This Baibo army has already been defeated, lost its vigor, lost its courage, and ran around for a whole day, exhausting seven weeks of energy. Seven or eight, the rest is to see how long it can last...

A troop that relies on the belief of ghosts and gods to arouse fanaticism in soldiers is very terrifying, but once it loses its faith, this kind of troop will quickly fall to the bottom of the valley, and the original courage to fear death will disappear.

The Yellow Turbans raised their troops, relying on the sermons of General Tiangong. Under self-hypnosis, many fanatical believers can burst out with power beyond the reach of ordinary people. After General Tiangong's head was cut off, he lost the support of his faith and completely became an ordinary knife-wielding gangster.

"These are people! They must be people!" Hu Cai murmured, and then suddenly shouted, pulling his neck, "Don't be afraid! There are only a few of them! Let's go together! Let's go together! Don't retreat, those who retreat will be killed!"

Hu Cai didn't realize that his voice had changed a little at the end of the shout, like a rooster whose throat was half-choked, and could only make a sharp cry, but not as thick and powerful as before...

"Rush forward! Rush forward!" The guards around Hu Cai raised their knives one after another, drove the soldiers forward and surrounded them, and hacked to death two or three soldiers who were cowering behind and unwilling to move forward. The pace of soldiers.

Huang Cheng smiled disdainfully behind the mask. If he galloped his horse, he might not be able to resist. However, stragglers surged up like this. ,Ha ha……

Bai Bojun dawdled, moved in small steps, and when they reached a certain distance, they looked at each other, suddenly uttered a cry, and rushed towards them with all their strength!

Huang Cheng shouted: "Get up!"

The soldiers of the black-armored formation followed Huang Cheng and put the handle of Mo Dao on their waists...

"Spin!"

With an order, the Mo Dao with a blade length of more than three feet was rotated parallel to the ground at the waist of the black armored soldier. The distance from Miduo began to shine coldly, like blooming flowers of death...

　When Guan Yu came back, he lifted Huaxiong's head and threw it on the ground...

　　Cao Cao said, "I know that Second Master likes to drink hot wine, so why are you in such a hurry today? I'll pour another cup and let's drink it together. Hua Xiong's bastard doesn't know how to play, so he just chased him away from afar. Why bother to kill him?" he~

　　
　
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