Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 239 Ding Luo Yang III

In the east of the battlefield, Cao Cao Yuan Shao's Xiyuan elite soldiers and Huang Shao's Nanyang army are fighting.

This is the most stalemate battlefield.

Cao Cao and Yuan Shao are both young talents who know the soldiers. Although the Xiyuan elite soldiers they lead have not been in the army for a long time, they can gather the efforts of the eunuch group. The combat effectiveness of these soldiers is not low. The generals recruited were all direct descendants, so they prevented the Nanyang Army from entering the palace.

As for Huang Shao, the Nanyang Army only has more than 1 troops. Compared with the offensive, its strength is somewhat insufficient. However, Huang Shao always wins with surprises. His defeated troops are comparable to Cao Cao and Yuan Shu. It will take time to break through.

So it became a battle of attrition.

"My lord has personally entered the battle!"

Huang Shao's eyes lit up, and he immediately gave up paying attention to the battlefield at Shangxiting Pavilion on the west side, and rushed forward wholeheartedly: "Order the Nanyang Third Battalion to advance at full speed, and I will crush them!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The Nanyang army began to push forward layer by layer, and the oppressive Xiyuan elite soldiers retreated step by step.

"Brother Mengde, this battle is over!"

Yuan Shao beheaded two Nanyang soldiers, rode his horse over, gathered Cao Cao who was fighting, and said in a deep voice.

"Brother Benchu, this battle has already been defeated. We can't stay here for long. Withdraw, we will go to the Sunset Pavilion, serve the crown prince and return to Luoyang. There is still a chance of life!" Cao Cao reacted quickly. He glanced at the man killed from the hillside. He Jin, with a twitch in his heart, knew that the opportunity had come, and said in a deep voice.

"it is good!"

Yuan Shao also came to his senses, the opportunity that they missed these days is now a good opportunity, as long as the Crown Prince is in hand, he believes that the Yuan family will accept him again.

The two began to gather their soldiers and horses slowly, and headed towards the sunset pavilion on the hillside. They wanted to take advantage of the emptiness of the sunset pavilion and take advantage of the chaos to take the prince away, so that the bargaining chips could be returned to Luoyang instead of dying here in vain.

"They want to withdraw?"

Huang Shao sneered: "Can we retreat now? Let me chase after you. The whole army will kill you. Go ahead!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Nanyang Jun continued to push in, directly supplying up the hillside.

……

In the western part of the battlefield, on the frontal battlefield of the Upper Sunset Pavilion, following He Jin's suicide, the morale of the remnants of the northern army increased a lot, and instead they blocked the fierce attack of the violent bear army.

"General He Jin?" Mu Shan raised his hammer, narrowed his eyes slightly, and his fighting spirit was leaping in his expression.

"Master Taifu, let me do it!"

An old horse, a middle-aged man, and a long knife slowly walked into the battlefield, looked ahead, and said calmly.

"Huang Hansheng!" Mu Shan frowned. The resentment between his brows did not disappear, but it did not flare up either. After all, he was a vassal, not a simple general on the battlefield. At this moment, if someone blocks He Jin, with his destructive power, Enough to win.

"Even if you helped X, X won't accept your favor!" Mu Shan said a little hypocritically, the resentment between them still exists, the dead people will die forever, it is a scar that cannot be erased.

"I do not need!"

Huang Zhong rode out and ran to the battlefield.

He could have refused to fight, but Mu Jing said something, he became famous all over the world, and He Jin was beheaded in today's battle. He, Huang Zhong, is a fierce general known to everyone in the world.

In this life, one cannot escape the temptation of fame and fortune.

Just a matter of severity.

The same is true for him, in the past he gave up fame and fortune for his son, but now he has the opportunity, he will not give up this great opportunity.

"So-and-so, Nanyang Huang Zhong!" Huang Zhong's saber, at the moment his voice fell, slashed towards He Jin with thunderous force.

"Om!!!!"

He Jin raised his head and stared, raised his gun to block, the blade collided with the tip of the gun, and the sound was so sharp that the air between the sky and the earth reverberated. Hundreds of soldiers around them suddenly felt ringing in their ears, red pain, and hurriedly hugged their heads. Call.

"Huang Zhong didn't even use [-]% of his skill before. If this knife strikes, I will definitely not be able to stop it!" Mu Shan is close at hand, and he is the most skilled in martial arts among the spectators, so the feeling is the most real.

He had fought against Huang Zhong before, although he knew that he was not Huang Zhong's opponent, but he always thought that the gap was not that big. It was only at this moment that he clearly felt that even if he and Huang Zhong were in the same realm, it was an impossible match. The chasm was crossed.

"Where did this guy come from?"

Although He Jin blocked the knife, his tiger's mouth was in pain, his pupils changed color, and he felt a little panicked.

"Come again!"

Huang Zhong borrowed strength from his backhand, and slashed again between the lightning for the second time. The simplest move, the most violent attack.

"block!"

He Jin continued to block, but his waist was already pressed down by half an inch: "Damn it, the power of this knife is actually superimposed!"

"Take my third knife!" Huang Zhong's eyes were shining extremely brightly, and he switched hands to release the knife. The knife rebounded and went down with the force of ten thousand jun, as fierce as splitting the mountain.

"Crack!"

He Jin blocked the knife, but the horse's legs were half bent, and the bones in his body made the sound of being broken.

"Worthy of being a great general, he really has extraordinary martial arts skills!" Huang Zhong's fighting spirit became more and more intense. His three sabers are well-known. They overlapped, until the third cut, it was super powerful, few people could stop it, but He Jin did it.

Although He Jin's kung fu is not as powerful as his, it is still incomparably thick, reaching the pinnacle, with such a strong energy that it is rare in the world.

"puff!"

He Jin spat out a mouthful of bruises, his eyes were cold and cold: "I really underestimated the people of the world, I didn't know there was such a strong general like you in the world, but today you want to kill someone, it is impossible, your momentum has been broken, it is my turn Come on, take my shot and kill——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————— shall and whom I shoot, to kill!"

He Jin's marksmanship has a strong killing spirit, and it is even more powerful on this battlefield. His unrelenting killing intent makes people fear before fighting.

"Pre-Qin killing god Bai Qi's marksmanship?" Huang Zhong's eyes lit up: "What a fierce killing intent!"

Most of the world's martial arts are inherited.

How brilliant the ancestors are, there are countless swordsmanship and spearmanship inherited, but not many can be counted as famous. He Jin's spearmanship is obviously inherited from the pre-Qin period, when the famous warrior killed the god Bai Qi.

This kind of marksmanship is the marksmanship on the battlefield, which pays attention to the fusion of killing intent and spirit, even he dare not underestimate it.

"Good come!"

Huang Zhong's fighting spirit was fully aroused. Only when he meets an opponent can he explode his potential. He is eager to fight.

When the two confront each other, the aura covers a radius of [-] meters, and the blade and spear light can explode apart from the body, forming a tornado blade. No one dares to get close to this place.

On the battlefield, as He Jin was blocked by Huang Zhong, Mu Shan was completely liberated, leading the army, and the remnants of the Northern Army retreated steadily, falling down one by one. In Mu Shan's eyes, the Sunset Pavilion was already within reach...

At this time, on the hills to the east of the battlefield, troops and horses gathered in rows.

Ding Yuan looked down ahead, waiting for news.

"Report!"

"Say!"

"Mushan's army has attacked within 50 meters of the Sunset Pavilion!"

"It seems that He Jin has been defeated!"

There was a flash of determination in Ding Yuan's face, and he ordered directly: "Zhang Liao, Zhang Yang, immediately lead the army, go straight to the rear wing of Mushan's army, and break through their rear!"

"promise!"

"Huangfulian!"

"exist!"

"Go straight to the sunset pavilion, and take back the prince before them!"

"Yes!"

"Yuan Shu!"

"exist!"

"Lead Tiger Ben to attack the viewing platform of the Mushan Army, and I will set their backyard on fire!"

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)