Imperial Power Of Han Dynasty

Chapter 115 The Insurmountable Gap

kill!

In Changshe City, two thousand elite soldiers were selected, and the generals generally commanded from the center, but Sun Duo was different, he was a charge general, so naturally he had to take the lead and rush to the forefront.

Sun Duo was wearing a strong coat, the ax in his hand was powerful and heavy, and beside him were dozens of armored soldiers, each body was wrapped in iron armor, and he only knew how to swing the battle ax mechanically, smashing all the obstacles in front of him. Chopped.

With these dozens of soldiers opening the way in the middle, the morale of the two thousand sharp soldiers is high, and they can be said to be chopping melons and vegetables for a while, and they will be able to do everything right.

The first to bear the brunt was the remnant of Huang Shao, who had just fought a fierce battle with the Licheng army, but was suddenly killed by two thousand northern troops from Changshe City, and suddenly felt a little defeated.

But at the moment when Huang Shao's remnant army was about to be defeated, more than a thousand soldiers and horses suddenly turned from the right side, and without a word, they inserted themselves into the two thousand northern troops. Five big and three rough, armored and strong, and the elite equipment is no less than that of the official army.

More than a thousand soldiers and horses cut into the two thousand Northern Army in an instant, and completed the penetration in an instant, cutting the Northern Army in two. But Sun Duo didn't know it yet, he only knew that he kept his head buried in the charge, and suddenly he was grabbed from behind, turned around with red eyes, and was almost struck with an axe.

"Sima, it's me!"

The ax blade stopped on the soldier's forehead, and Sun Duo gasped for a few breaths, then shook off his hand casually: "What are you holding me for?"

"The yellow turban thief came from behind."

Sun Duo opened his eyes and saw that more than a thousand yellow scarf thieves had cut his subordinates into two, and he couldn't help being furious.

"Kill back!"

Nearly a thousand northern troops rushing to the front turned around and killed them back, and the thousand-odd soldiers were sharp-edged, and it was Commander Bo Qun who cut off the northern army in half. fighting power.

Sun Duo's northern army was entangled with the elite soldiers of the handsome battalion, and the battle was inextricably linked for a while, so that the formation was completely scattered. It would be good if the battalion elite soldiers were killed and retreated.

when!

The edge of the big ax in Sun Duo's hand collided with Bo Qun's ring-head knife, making the sound of gold and iron clashing. The blade and the blade of the ax slowly rubbed against each other. The hot air sprayed on each other's face, and the two faces were almost pressed together, with only the slightest distance between the tip of the nose.

"Thief, I must cut off your dog's head today!"

"Hmph! I still don't know who killed whom today."

Sun Duo's elite soldiers were entangled by Bo Qun's elite soldiers, and they couldn't be distracted at all.

But Liu Ye heard the sound of war drums on the top of the city, and without a word, he led his troops and turned in. More than 600 cavalry led the way, and Yu Jin's 400 infantry were in the rear.

Seeing from a distance that the Licheng Army was about to flee, Bo Cai couldn't help sneering.

"Pass down the order of the general! Whoever captures and kills Liu Ye will be made a small commander, command thousands of troops, and reward the four beauties!"

It is said that there must be a brave man under a heavy reward. When tens of thousands of yellow scarf thieves heard Bo Cai's general order, they immediately became excited. As long as he catches Liu Ye, he can be named Xiaoshuai, that's a step up to the sky! Back then when King Xiang died in battle, wasn't that how a few Han soldiers were conferred the title of marquis?

Tens of thousands of yellow turban thieves came to surround Licheng Army, and the surrounding area was filled with people, and there was no place to stand.

Rao is such a strong general like Liu Ye, who picks and kills from left to right, stabs everyone he meets, and kills dozens of people in a short time, but he can't move forward, because he just killed a yellow scarf thief, and immediately two people rushed up. The number of yellow turban thieves in front of me has not decreased but increased, and there are more and more.

Liu Ye frowned, and simply jumped off the horse. Sitting on the horse is easy to be besieged from all sides. Once he dismounts and fights on foot, he feels a lot easier.

What's more, when practicing Chinese martial arts and competing with others, it is impossible for two boxing masters to ride horses and carry guns. They must stand on flat ground and fight back and forth. Therefore, after Liu Ye got off the horse, the power of spear skills increased greatly.

Sweeping thousands of troops, lying drunk on the battlefield, overlord holding a tripod

The powerful moves of the Eight Great Spears were displayed one by one. Liu Ye shook the spear in his hand and was covered in blood. The yellow turban thieves came up and died one by one. The corpse, it can be said to have killed a bloody road.

In front of him was a black-faced village head of a yellow scarf thief, holding a ring-shoulder knife and possessing a bit of courage. Seeing Liu Ye sweating profusely and panting slightly, he couldn't help but feel happy.

Here's my chance to get promoted and make a fortune!

The black-faced chief looked at the right time, held the knife in both hands, and jumped into the air with all his strength, the blade in his hand fell heavily, just when Liu Ye's old strength was exhausted and new strength was not born.

The hairs on his neck stood on end, and a sense of crisis emerged spontaneously. Without even thinking about it, Liu Ye put the long spear in his hand behind his back without turning his head.

This long lance was made of jujube wood, which had already been soaked in blood. It was chopped off by the blade in the air, and it was instantly broken into two pieces, but it also blocked the momentum of the blade's fall.

Liu Ye turned around with a whoosh, his eyes wide open, and his hands raised high.

"Hi!"

He raised his palms high, clamping tightly on the ring head knife that was coming towards him, and with a skillful move in his hand, the ring head knife was already in his hand, and the long knife stretched out and pulled horizontally, pulling the head of the village out of the old man's chest. There was a cut, and the muscles rolled out, and it was estimated that he would not be able to live.

"He doesn't have a long spear anymore, let's get on shoulders together!"

"Hey, I'm sure this handsome guy, don't fight with me!"

"Whatever you decide, it's almost as good as Xiaoshuai's."

The yellow turban thieves around saw Liu Ye's long lance being chopped off, they were overjoyed and swarmed up again. There were bright swords and short soldiers in all directions, shining coldly under the sun, it was like a mountain of swords.

Liu Ye didn't panic, instead he squatted down and casually grabbed a ring-sword from the dead body, holding one in each hand.

As the saying goes, one skill masters all skills. This is to describe a martial arts master. Although Liu Ye has devoted his life to studying boxing and marksmanship, he also knows some other weapons. Holding the two knives, he squatted down and swiped the knives in all directions. He pulled out a big hole in the legs of the yellow scarves around him and fell to the ground.

With two knives in hand, Liu Ye was still brave and brave, but although he had killed many yellow scarves, the Licheng army was actually standing still, and they had only advanced more than two hundred steps in a short time.

And Changshe City is still more than a mile away from Liu Ye's headquarters, but this mile seems to have become an insurmountable gap, which cannot be crossed when it is close at hand.

The number of yellow turban thieves is too many, too numerous to count, all that comes into view is a piece of yellow, forcibly blocking more than a thousand Licheng troops in the center.

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