Prime Minister take care

Chapter 266 General Liang Jun
In the dim light of the morning, Huan Biao was half-kneeling on the ground with a knife in his hand, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

After a bloody night of fighting, the shouts of killing gradually faded away.

The personal guards near Huan Biao were gathering around him, and more and more troops were approaching the military camp.Among them, there are banners of the Shu army and those of the rebels.

There is so much noise that it’s hard to see clearly.Huan Biao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and watched the guards around him die one by one. He wanted to stand up, but he was a little reluctant.

After a night of fierce fighting, Huan Biao had exhausted most of his strength.But he couldn't show his weakness, because he was surrounded by a pack of hungry wolves.

Disheng, Jiang Zhou, Fang Pei, and Xu Ji were all staring at him. They were attacking him. Even though they were all injured, the light in their eyes that chose others and devoured them was not there at all. weak.

That blood-red light is so familiar!
Recalling the past, Huan Biao also had this kind of light in his eyes.This is the desire for merit.But he is old now, so old that he has become the old guys he looked down upon in the past, and so old that he has become the prey of others who have made great achievements.

Huan Biao stood up, like an old lion king, bursting with residual power after his territory was violated.

The sword flashed repeatedly, and Huan Biao cut a rebel general who took advantage of the opportunity into two halves with one strike.Blood was splattered on his face, Huan Biao's face was full of murderous intent, his eyes were red and full of murderous intent.

"Shu Zi, do you dare to take my head off my neck?"

With the power of the sword, none of the rebels dared to enter.But a loud roar was heard, and Disheng held the knife forward and shouted loudly.

"Why don't you dare!"

Then, Jiang Zhou, Fang Pei and others came up one after another.The lion's remaining power is still there, but how can the wolves let go of the delicious meal?

Huan Biao's sword was still strong, and it still showed no sign of decline, but the scars on his body gradually increased.

Compared with the others, Huan Biao's cultivation was far superior to that of the generals present, but he lost because of his age.A group of rebel generals were like a pack of wolves fighting tigers, advancing one after another. Even if Huan Biao could support him, he could not support him at this time.

Huan Biao swung Di Sheng's deadly knife away, and the long knife made of fine steel that Di Sheng picked up from the ground was also broken.

"Old guy, you are really awesome!"

Disheng took two steps back, looked at the broken knife in his hand, and cursed bitterly.

“Boy, do you think I’m just messing around in these decades of conquests?”

Huan Biao said this from time to time while resisting the attacks of Jiang Zhou and others.

"Okay! How long can you last?"

Disheng picked up another knife from the ground, held it in his hand, and rushed into the battle group.

Among these rebel generals, only Disheng could rival Huan Biao.He was trapped in a tight siege, but he became more and more courageous as he fought, but in the end he could not sustain it.

Besieged from all sides, the force of swords and guns was as rapid as rain, and Huan Biao didn't know whose hand the weapon was piercing his shoulder.

Although this injury was not fatal, it greatly weakened his combat power.Then came the second and third blows
The blood blurred his eyes, and by the end, Huan Biao couldn't tell who was who.He was just fighting back instinctively, relying on experience and feeling.

But suddenly, Huan Biao seemed to feel that everything had disappeared.

The sounds of killing, the clashing of weapons, the resistance of the soldiers around them, and the bloodthirsty murderous intention of the rebel generals that never disappeared from the beginning to the end.

Everything is quiet, just in this summer morning, in the dilapidated camp that is slightly cool.Everything around Huan Biao seemed to have disappeared.

The mountain wind blew on his face, bringing a chill, inhaled into his lungs, and the pungent smell of blood lingered for a long time.Huan Biao tried hard to open his eyes, he didn't understand what could make all those beasts go dormant.

But he saw a four-wheeled vehicle slowly approaching. The man on the seat was wearing a feather-shaped turban, and his clothes, which were not stained with any blood and were as white as snow, seemed to be the greatest irony of this battlefield.

"Prime Minister!"

Both the surrounding Shu army and the rebel generals had folded their wings at this moment, cut off their edges and corners, and did not dare to reveal a trace of murderous intent.This traitorous general did not show any of the ferocity he had when he besieged and killed Huan Biao, and some of them were just submissive.

"Yang Xian!" Huan Biao suddenly laughed, hoarse and shrill, "As expected of Yang You'an's grandson, you look exactly like him. That disgusting face is equally disgusting!"

At this moment, all the people were subdued, but Huan Biao stood alone in the center of the battlefield, holding a sword.

Yang Xian said nothing, but there was a sound of horse hooves beside him.Qin Feng was dressed in armor and rode a Xiliang horse to the four-wheeled vehicle. He looked like a god of death, with a human head on his long spear in his hand.

"My lord, I have taken the head of Liang General Sun Hu, but it's a pity that that boy Huan Bin ran away."

Qin Feng flicked his hand, and the man rolled down and arrived in front of Huan Biao.Looking at the blurry face, Huan Biao covered his chest and exhaled a breath.

Sun Hu had been with him for many years. He was a general under his command and was highly regarded. Now looking at his empty and absent-minded eyes, Huan Biao was heartbroken.

Huan Biao raised his head and looked at Yang Xian with hatred in his eyes.

"Child Yang Xian, you are really cruel!"

There was a wild shout, and the sound of attack and killing sounded outside the camp. The rebels and the Shu army were attacked by a Liang army, and the formation was scattered.

This Liang army's offensive was very fierce, and the vanguard advanced steadily. Soon they were less than fifty feet away from here, and Huan Zilu's shouts suddenly sounded.

"Uncle, go quickly!"

Qin Feng was about to stop him with his horse, but both the Shu generals and the rebel generals of the Liang army were ready to make a move.

But when Yang Xian waved his feather fan, all the generals became quiet.

"Huanwu had been in the Central Plains for so many years, and he only managed to accumulate a total of [-] heavy armored infantry. In the battle just now, the last three troops that followed you into Shu were lost here. More than [-] Liang troops were lost in your hands. Here, Huan Jun is also missing at this time, and the Liang army has been completely defeated. Huan Biao, as a general of the Liang army, do you still have the face to see Huan Wu, the Huan family, and all the generals again? "

As soon as Yang Xian finished speaking, the vitality that had surged on Huan Biao's face was instantly wiped out.Huan Biao's face was full of deathly silence. He roared, holding a long knife in his hand, and turned towards Yang Xian.

Ah ah ah ah ah!
Break the Seven Seasons Order!
Seven turns in a row, the gods and ghosts are unstoppable.

Huan Biao vowed to strike with a fatal blow, stimulating all the blood in his body.The power of the sword has not yet been exhausted, and the vitality in his body has been extinguished. He vows to kill Yang Xian here.

Yang Xian refused to hide, but a rebel general beside him quickly walked out.

They held various weapons in their hands, and when the sword seemed to have not yet been fired, they attacked Huan Biao.

But seeing a pack of wolves fighting a tiger, the old tiger king finally fell to the attack of a group of wild beasts. His body was covered with swords, spears and halberds, and the power of the unused sword was blocked.

Huan Biao spurted out a mouthful of blood. He stretched out his hand and pointed at Yang Xian, as if cursing.The wrinkled face was very scary, and as he breathed his last breath, there was still anger and unwillingness in his heart.

　~~~~Thank you Abe-chan for being such a great leader~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)