Lu Bu's Ambition

Chapter 443 The Flying General Arrives! (seeking a monthly ticket)
The personable image of Zhou Yu on the top of the mountain when he faced tens of thousands of enemy troops has long since disappeared, and a bandage dyed red is tied on his shoulder.

Both arms kept drawing the bow and shooting arrows, but the barbarians all over the mountains and plains seemed to be crazy, rushing forward without any scruples about life and death.

"Where's the lord's army? Why haven't they arrived yet!"

There was a chaotic rhythm in the army. When Zhou Yu saw someone collapsed, he turned around and shot the feathered arrow in his hand with a buzz.

The collapsed soldier looked at the feathered arrow on his chest in horror, raised his head and looked at Zhou Yu in disbelief, why did his general want to kill him.

"Those who shake the morale of the army will be killed without mercy!"

A few cold words spit out from Zhou Yu's mouth, but the indifferent eyes at this time are even more frightening.

I set fire to the mountain just now, although it was to stop the enemy army, and I also had the idea of ​​​​depleting the morale of the enemy army, but what is more important is to send a signal to the lord.

Such a big black smoke is enough for the army within a hundred miles to see clearly. Seeing the retreating Han army and the tragic death of countless Han family sons, Zhou Yu's eyes showed a look of pain.

Forty thousand troops!In his hands, it has already lost more than half of it. My lord, if the reinforcements do not arrive, I am afraid it will not be able to hold on.

After recalling Lu Bu's domineering and indifferent face, every trust and attention, and that mischievous and coquettish peerless face in his mind, Zhou Yu smiled.

My lord, if there is an afterlife, Yu will definitely devote her whole life to repay the lord and achieve hegemony!Ling'er~ There was a gratified smile on the corner of her mouth, he didn't feel ashamed when he died in battle.

That coquettish and mischievous peerless face, every time she listens to the stories on the battlefield with her beautiful eyes, and every time she yearns for the hero shrouded in horse leather.

"General, brothers can't hold it anymore!"

The soldiers pulled Zhou Yu aside at once, dodging a feathered arrow, the soldiers roared unwillingly, and pulled Zhou Yu back from his dream.

Zhou Yu regained his senses and calmly watched the fierce fighting on the battlefield. Countless Han family men were fighting crazily, and some of them lost their weapons and rushed to bite the enemy directly, like mad dogs.

The madness of the Han army is not inferior to that of the barbarians. They all hold the will to die together. The battlefield is extremely tragic. This is a choice between life and death. Everyone has abandoned reason and revealed a wild and crazy side.

Slowly stroking the silver armor with trembling palms from constantly drawing the bow, Zhou Yu smiled confidently, and the longbow in his hand fell to the ground.

Slowly pulling out a sword from his waist, the word Yitian appeared in front of his eyes, Zhou Yu exuded a wanton smile.

"Once the barbarians of the prairie go out, the territory of the Han Dynasty will be reduced to iron cavalry. At that time, Yanmen! Bingzhou! Even the Han Dynasty will be full of flames. Today, I will stand at the mouth of the wind and sand, and fight to the last soldier. The brothers will follow me. To fight to the death or to be a slave to the grassland barbarians!"

The elegant Zhou Yu growled ferociously when he said the last sentence, watching the Han army all over the mountains and plains issue the final general order.

"Haha~ I can do everything in this life, but I won't be a slave to a barbarian dog!"

"That's right~ I killed seven barbarian dogs today, even if I want to be a slave to the dogs, I'm afraid I won't have a chance haha~"

"Kill~ My lord will kill all the barbarian dogs one day!"

haha~
"Yes~ my lord will kill all the barbarian dogs in the world!"

Kill all the barbarian dogs!Kill all the barbarian dogs!

The soldiers of the Han family all over the mountains roared crazily one by one, their ferocious and bloodthirsty eyes revealed their determination to die.

Under the howling wind, the cloak behind him rattled, and Zhou Yu heroically raised the Yitian sword in his hand, and shouted from the top of the mountain: "Kill all the barbarian dogs!"

hooho~
The Han army roared crazily and launched the final attack. Murong, who was being protected by the army in the distance, stared at the silver-armored general of the Han army commanding the army on the mountaintop in the distance, with a look of admiration in his eyes.

"There are such generals in the Han army. I, Murong Chui, lead an army of 50 to hate Yanmen. I don't complain when I lose, and I am convinced when I lose."

"Decree to the three armies that the silver-armored generals of the Han army shall not harm their corpses, and the heroes shall not be insulted!"

With a deep sigh from the bottom of his heart, Murong Chui began to reflect on the right and wrong of this attack on the big man. In order to pass on the changes on the grassland, he attacked the big man's territory, but he got nothing compared to the casualties.

There is a saying circulating on the grasslands, as long as the Yanmen Pass of the Han people is conquered, then the land of the Han people will be full of wealth and honor, and they are free to choose.

But this time Murong Chui deeply understood the error of this sentence, as long as there are such generals in the Han country, they will not be able to take down the Han country in one day.

Zhou Yu led the last [-] soldiers to kill from the top of the mountain, and the last troops had all been put on the battlefield. Under the sharpness of the Yitian sword, the barbarians' wooden shields and swords were chopped into two pieces one after another.

The murderous swordsmanship was full of elegance. At this time, Zhou Yu seemed to be invincible among all the troops, and directly led the five hundred Han troops to kill a gap.

Although Murong Chui admired him after seeing it, he still issued the military order indifferently, "We are sending five thousand warriors, and we must take down Fengshakou!"

promise!
Zhou Yu's silver armor, which was constantly waving the Yitian sword on the hillside, was already stained with blood, but after seeing the enemy in the distance sending reinforcements again, his bright eyes gradually revealed the will to die.

The palm of the hand holding the Yitian sword trembled continuously, as if the arm was no longer his own, the usually light sword was extremely heavy at this time.

It seems that the Yitian Sword cannot be returned by hand!Looking at the arm that no longer has the strength to lift the sword, Zhou Yu's eyes flashed with deep regret and helplessness.

Looking at the barbarian who was slashing at him with a knife in front of him, Zhou Yu showed a relieved smile, his eyes gradually blurred, and that coquettish girl might blame him for not returning the Yitian sword.

I don't know if the lord will blame Ling'er for stealing the Yitian sword, maybe the lord knew it long ago, but he just turned a blind eye.

Under the ferocious yell of the barbarian, when the long knife in his hand was about to cut off the head of the general of the Han army, there was a sound of piercing through the air.

The black arrow pierced through his head like lightning, and the back of his head was shattered by the huge force of the feathered arrow. Under the blood mist swaying in the air, the strength of the black feathered arrow remained undiminished, piercing through one after another. After touching the bodies of the three barbarians behind him, he hit the stone with a ding, and the shaft of the arrow was shattered by the shock.

Murong Chui looked at the figure on the top of the mountain in disbelief. Zhou Yu, who was already waiting to die, turned his neck stiffly, and saw the suffocating figure exuding strong arrogance under the sun.

Under the reflection of the sun, the red rabbit horse on the top of the mountain raised its front hooves high, and the neighing of the horse echoed in the valley, and the figure on the horse's back was clearly exposed in everyone's eyes.

Exquisite and dazzling Fang Tian painted a halberd, with the other hand hanging a longbow on the horse's back, wearing a three-pronged purple gold crown on his head, a Xichuan red brocade robe with hundreds of flowers on his body, wearing a chain armor with a beast face swallowing his head, and a leotard around his waist The exquisite lion belt.

After this scene fell into the eyes of the soldiers of the Han family, they roared crazily with tears in their eyes, and the morale of the Han army boiled instantly.

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