Super Cultivation System of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 330: The Power of the State
Zhang Yong helped Liu He, who was vomiting blood from time to time, back onto the Black King's back. Then, looking at the enemy army that was coming more ferociously than before, his face not only did not show any fear, but became more determined.

"Brother, today's battle, regardless of our life or death, will make our names recorded in history and make our lives worthwhile! If I hadn't met you, I would have starved to death in the wilderness. How could I have such an opportunity? I'm leaving first!"

After saying that, he led the remaining Golden Sword Camp of less than 3,000 people to meet the tens of thousands of Hu cavalry ahead.

"Fourth brother... cough cough..."

Liu He felt severe abdominal cramps and his lips turned purple. He wanted to stop Zhang Yong, but he was powerless. The pain in his heart was much more severe than the physical pain.

He looked at the increasingly brutal battle situation in front of him, then pulled the reins and ran towards the camp behind him.

"Quick, give me the medicine to suppress the toxicity!"

Liu He grabbed the military doctor who had treated him before and shouted.

"My lord, you can't do that! The more you suppress this poison, the more serious it will be when it erupts again! My lord, you must return to the camp to recuperate as soon as possible, otherwise when the poison erupts again, your life..."

Liu He looked impatient: "Stop talking, give it to me!"

"My Lord, you..."

The military doctor looked at Liu He with blood on his lips, feeling heartbroken and helpless. Finally, he took out a few pills.

Before he handed it over, Liu He grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Good medicine!"

He wiped the blood from his mouth, mounted Black King again, and rushed to Zhang Yong's rescue.

The battle has reached this point, and almost every general in the Anmin Army has suffered multiple injuries.

A Xianbei general fought with Gao Shun for dozens of rounds. After all, Gao Shun was inferior in both martial arts and physical strength, and was hit in the abdomen by the general, and blood gushed out immediately.

"Haha, go to hell!"

The general grinned fiercely and chopped over with his sword raised high.

"General, be careful!"

One by one, shadows and sounds rushed over and stood in front of Gao Shun.

"puff……"

The big knife hit the man directly, and a stream of blood spurted onto Gao Shun's face.

"Chu Xuan!"

Gao Shun saw the man's face clearly, especially the conspicuous scar on his face, and recognized his identity, feeling extremely heartbroken.

Chu Xuan was hit directly on the chest by the big knife, but he did not cry out "pain". Instead, his left hand suddenly grasped the back of the knife tightly.

The general wanted to pull out the sword, but found that he couldn't do it at all.

"Damn Han people, die quickly!"

Chu Xuan suddenly laughed. He was covered in blood, and his face looked as if it had been soaked in blood. When he laughed, his teeth were exposed, making the general feel extremely hideous and terrified.

"You will die with me!"

Chu Xuan suddenly exerted force, and the big knife went through his chest and went through his back, giving the Hu general goose bumps all over his body.

"You...you are crazy, you lunatic!"

Chu Xuan raised the spear with his right hand and lunged forward...

"Let's die together!"

The spear pierced the general's chest, and the two men were pierced together by the two weapons and fell to the ground...

"Chu Xuan!"

Gao Shun was always known for his cold face, but at this moment he was in tears.

Among the Purple Gold Dragon Riders, Zhang Liao was trapped. At this time, dozens of Purple Gold Dragon Riders around him had completely lost all of them. Only he was left, and he was covered with wounds.

"Hu dogs, I, Zhang Liao, will fight you!"

"Haha, right now!"

A Hun general saw the opportunity and stabbed with his spear.

"Puff..." Zhang Liao was stabbed in the shoulder, and the excruciating pain almost made him fall off his horse.

"It's not that easy to kill me, Zhang Liao!"

He grabbed the spear head and exerted force suddenly, breaking the spear head off the wooden spear shaft, then swung the sickle horizontally.

"What……"

The Hun general was unable to dodge and had his head chopped off by a blow.

"Who else!"

Zhang Liao drew his sword and mounted his horse, shocking the surrounding Hu cavalry so much that they hesitated to move forward for a moment.

"Don't be afraid of him. This Han general is already at the end of his strength. Everyone, attack!"

A young Xianbei general attacked while shouting.

Zhang Liao was about to block when he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, causing him to gasp for air and slow down his movements. When the Hu cavalry saw that he was really dying, they immediately gained courage and rushed over.

"Wenyuan, here I come!"

Zhang Liao turned around and saw that it was Dai Le who led his remaining few hundred purple gold dragon riders to break through numerous obstacles and come to the rescue.

"Brother Yun Chen, be careful!"

Suddenly, an arrow shot from a distance and hit Dai Le's right chest, knocking him off his horse.

"Brother Yun Chen..."

Zhang Liao forced back the enemy in front of him and rushed forward to rescue them.

"Where to go!"

How could those Hu cavalry and several young generals let him go? They quickly surrounded him again.

Dai Le turned over and swept across, chopping off the legs of two horses, but he himself was once again knocked away by the axe of a young Hun general, and the weapon in his hand was also knocked away.

"The Anmin Army will never be defeated..."

Dai Le shouted loudly, rushed to the ground and grabbed a young Hun general beside him, strangling his neck with both hands.

"Hurry up and kill him, cough cough...Hurry up and kill him..."

The young general felt as if a pair of iron pliers were clamped tightly around his neck. He couldn't breathe and could only cry for help.

Long spears and big swords fell on Dai Le, but he did not change the smile on his face. He still tightly pinched the young general's neck until the other party died completely.

"Yun Chen..."

Zhang Liao looked at Dai Le who was almost chopped into meat paste. The tears in his eyes seemed to be about to flow out at any time, but he finally held them back.

"You dogs, I, Zhang Liao, will fight you to the death!"

The encirclement became smaller and smaller, and the Anmin Army was forced to continuously shrink its formation.

Someone suddenly shouted:
"How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same robe with you. The king raised an army and repaired my spear. I share the same enemy with you!"

This cry, full of sadness and passion, attracted many soldiers to sing along.

"How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same robe with you. The king raised an army and repaired my spear. I share the same enemy with you!"

"How can I say that I have no clothes? I am in the same boat with you. The king raised an army and repaired my spear and halberd. Work together with you!"

"How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same clothes with you. The king raised an army to repair my armor and soldiers. Let's go with you!"

Batch after batch of Anmin Army soldiers shouted these words and pounced on the enemy in front of them.

King Xiutu and Fuluohan were watching all this from the outside and were extremely delighted.

"The Han army is about to be finished. This Han army that once terrified my grassland is finally about to be finished. Haha!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, the joy in their hearts was simply beyond words.

The two men thought the situation was settled, so they returned to the boulder and called out the Han envoy.

"Hehe, now that the situation has been decided, I think Liu He is indeed seriously poisoned. He vomited blood again before. It seems that the envoy did not deceive us."

King Xiutu untied him, but he showed no intention of apologizing.

Although the Han envoy was angry, he did not dare to get angry again.

"It's good that the king knows. I won't care about the previous misunderstanding. As long as we still have..."

At this time, Fu Luohan suddenly shouted: "What's going on? Look over there!"

Upon hearing this, King Xiutu looked in the direction of Fuluo Han's finger, and then his smile suddenly froze.

"What's going on! Why is Ding Yuan's army crossing the river now?"

The two looked at the messenger with anger on their faces: "Didn't we agree that after the war, he would come over to hand over the peace letter to us and then clean up the battlefield? Why is he suddenly sending troops now? You must give us an explanation!"

Looking at the two furious men, and then looking at Ding Yuan, where more than half of his army had already crossed the Yellow River, the envoy felt like crying but had no tears.

"This... this, I really don't know! How about I go over and explain it to Governor Ding?"

"What explanation? It's clearly you Han people who deceived us. You deserve to be killed!"

King Xiutu was furious. He drew his sword and killed the messenger with one blow.

"Damn it, damn it! Ding Yuan actually came out to take advantage of the situation at this time, how despicable!"

"Okay, what's the point of saying this now? Let's go out and gather our troops to intercept them!"

The two men got off the boulder again and left the valley.

Liu He had also noticed the large army several miles away. He had not yet figured out where these troops came from. From such a distance, he could not see the faces of Ding Yuan and Cui Jun clearly. However, seeing that they were wearing standard Han armor, he thought for a moment and then rode Black King over.

"Sir Governor, my master is here!"

Cui Jun said happily.

Ding Yuan smiled and said, "Great! Today, we will mobilize all the forces of Bingzhou to drive these barbarians out of the Han Dynasty!"

(End of this chapter)