Super Cultivation System of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 163: The Land of Death
Da Meng's situation is completely opposite to his.

He was completely stubborn. When fighting, he only knew how to attack and not how to defend. Moreover, this guy had a ferocious face, which became even more hideous because of the anger in his heart.

"kill!"

"Roar!"

Every time Da Meng chopped someone, he would roar. As his voice became increasingly hoarse, more and more blood splashed on his body. He looked like a murderous demon!
He charged forward with a huge guillotine in his hand like the god of death, causing some of the surrounding enemy troops to shrink back.

Without the siege of a large number of enemies, only two or three people rushed over each time, which was completely a suicide mission. Da Meng became more and more jealous as he killed more and more, but the enemies became more and more frightened as they watched!

"Oh my god! Why are there so many monsters in Langdiao County! Are they still human?"

"The Great Sage Master clearly told us that if we believe in the Taiping Religion and fight bravely, we will have enough food and clothing and win every battle. But yesterday, more than a thousand people died in the battle. I just married my wife, and I don't want her to die yet!"

"Don't be afraid, there are only two of them. We can outlast them!"

"Yes! The Great Sage Master is the man of destiny and our benefactor. Anyone who dares to hinder our sect's plan will be torn to pieces! Kill him!"

"Old Wang is right. For the sake of the Great and Good Teacher, and for the good life of us and our descendants in the future, kill him!"

Some different voices were heard intermittently from the crowd. Although they were eventually drowned out by the voices of obedience, they still affected the morale of the small group of enemy troops around Da Meng.

Pan Yun was a little dazed.

"Is this possible? I thought they were really not afraid of death, but it turns out they are just mortals born of their parents, bullying the weak and fearing the strong. Then I will learn to be fierce. You are cruel, but I am even more cruel than you!"

Pan Yun gritted his teeth and stamped his feet. If he retreated he would surely die anyway, so he might as well be as ferocious as Da Meng. Even if he died, he would take a few more people with him. Then perhaps County Magistrate Liu would treat his younger brother well.

After figuring this out, he no longer had any scruples. He swung his spear, roared, and pounced forward!
The spear thrust up and down, stabbed left and right, and in the blink of an eye, three more people were killed.

The two men killed while moving slowly forward.

The Yellow Turban Army had won the first battle in Yu County and believed in all the statements made by the Great Sage Master in the past, as if the government army was really so vulnerable and that they were about to achieve success and fame.

However, after suffering a great setback in Langdiao County yesterday, many people with weak wills had already begun to waver. Now seeing the two men fighting so desperately, especially the big man who had just split a man in half on the top of his head, this horrifying scene directly scared away dozens of the more than a hundred people around.

Under the influence of this mentality, these two people were able to kill more than fifty Yellow Turban soldiers!

"What's going on? Why is there so much noise?"

In a tent a hundred steps away, Wu Lu walked out with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

A soldier hurried over.

"Report to the commander, there are... two people in Langdiao County... who are here to rob the camp..."

"What? Raiding the camp! Why didn't you tell me earlier? Quick, put on your armor, I... um? How many people did you say just now?"

Wu Lu stared at the soldier with wide eyes, as if he had heard it wrongly.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across the soldier's face.

"Reporting to the commander, it is indeed... two people. However, these two are very brave and still killed more than fifty of our soldiers..."

Wu Lu was even more shocked this time.

"What? You two killed more than fifty of us. Are you all useless? You are just trash! Quick, get all the soldiers around to surround us. Whoever dares to retreat will be killed by me!"

Wu Lu grabbed his leather armor and weapons and ran towards Pan Yun and Dameng.

"Hehe, these two men are so brave, they must be high-ranking officials in Langtiao County. If we can kill them or capture them alive, then the county can be conquered! I originally thought that such a credit would be out of my reach, but I didn't expect that God would help me so much! The Great Sage Master said that as long as I can capture Taiyuan County and establish a new dynasty in the future, I will be granted the title of Marquis! No matter how many people die, I must get this credit!"

Wu Lu was secretly furious.

Pan Yun also took a look at the situation here. Although he didn't know Wu Lu, he saw that his tent was much higher and he had soldiers obeying his orders, which showed that he was a general.

"Da Meng, the short guy with disheveled hair is the leader here. He is the one who brought these people to rob food. Let's deal with him first... ahem..."

Pan Yun was injured in many places, and when he screamed, he pulled his wounds and couldn't help but gasp. Although Da Meng was also injured, it was just some superficial injuries. At this time, he listened to Pan Yun's words and looked in the direction he pointed. Sure enough, there was a dwarf running towards him aggressively.

"Hey! You! You big villain! You deserve to be beaten!"

This fierce man seemed tireless. After half a day of fighting, he not only showed no signs of weakness, but his momentum even increased.

A Yellow Turban soldier who looked a little immature was already a little afraid of Da Meng's ferocity. At this moment, he was frightened to the point that his face turned pale and he involuntarily took two steps back.

"Crack!"

After a slight sound, a column of blood rushed out. It turned out to be the retreating soldier whose head was chopped off by Wu Lu who came over!
"Whoever dares to retreat will be made an example of! Surround them! Whoever kills an enemy soldier will be rewarded with three bushels of millet!"

All the soldiers around were stunned for a moment, and the look they gave to Commander Wu Lu seemed a little unfamiliar.

But no matter what, the dead soldier had nothing to do with most other people. After a moment of surprise, everyone was soon overwhelmed by the threat of death and the temptation of three buckets of millet.

The offensive from all around intensified instantly, and some soldiers who were originally patrolling and guarding other posts also left their positions and rushed over here, trying to get a piece of the pie. Hundreds of Yellow Turban soldiers soon gathered in this area.

The pressure on Pan Yun and Da Meng suddenly doubled, especially Pan Yun. He was already a little stretched, and now the situation changed. Moments later, his left shoulder was pierced by a bullet, and he could no longer lift his entire left arm.

"Forehead……"

Pan Yun's body was covered in blood and his face was covered in cold sweat. He had been fighting for a long time and was injured in many places. At this time, he had begun to lose strength, and his combat effectiveness with a gun in one hand was obviously much worse.

"This guy is dying, let's kill him. The credit will be mine, haha!"

An enemy soldier discovered Pan Yun's situation and was overjoyed. He raised a dagger and slashed at him.

"hateful……"

Pan Yun found that he didn't even have the strength to raise his gun to resist. As he watched the blade getting closer and closer to him, he couldn't help but feel hatred and annoyance in his heart.

Just when he thought he was going to die, he heard Da Meng's roar.

"Don't touch him!"

Almost at the same time as the sound was heard, the guy who was chopping with the knife was sent flying.

"You...you can't die. If you die, who will give Da Meng cakes to eat, and who will take Da Meng to find his brother?"

Da Meng held up the staggering Pan Yun, and at that moment, he exposed his back, causing a deep wound on his back caused by an enemy soldier's cut.

But Da Meng was not afraid of the pain. He swung his hand and chopped the man to death.

Pan Yun's eyelids felt a little limp, and he looked at Da Meng.

"Da Meng... run away quickly. Go through this forest and into the big city. Your brother is inside. There's a lot of food there. Go quickly!"

"None of you can run away!"

Seeing victory in sight, Wu Lu could hardly contain his excitement. Although he had not seen the two men in front of him when he attacked the city yesterday, the armor on Pan Yun was exactly the same as that worn by the defenders of Langtiao County.

"Hahaha, the credit is mine, I can be made a marquis, haha! Come on, kill them!"

In the eyes of nearly a thousand soldiers around, Pan Yun and Da Meng were no longer just two people, but six pecks of millet. With the leader Wu Lu holding an axe and shouting at them from behind, these people rushed forward like a dark cloud.

Pan Yun felt hopeless: "It's over. After all, we are too weak to hold out until Magistrate Liu and his men come to support us. Brother, I'm leaving first. It's a pity that Da Meng has been implicated. Brother Cheng Mian, I'm sorry..."

At this moment, a very noisy sound suddenly broke out not far away, accompanied by roars, screams, falling weapons, and the neighing of war horses.

"Guan Yu of Langtiao County is here, the rebels, come and surrender!"

"Cheng Liang from Langdiao County is here, who dares to fight to the death?"

(End of this chapter)