Liao Hua was very strong, one knife after another.

One knife is heavier than another.

With one knife, you already have a thousand pounds of power.

Zhang He felt cold in his heart.

He didn't know how long Liao Hua could last.

But he knew that he could no longer take a few blows.

He dodged, and he didn't want to fight head-on.

But Liao Hua's sword technique had completely enveloped him.

It is difficult to completely avoid it, he must block it with a spear.

His hands were already numb.

"Liao Hua, do you really want to die? Don't force me." Zhang He shouted.

He likes to command large troops to fight and hates this kind of fighting method that fights with his life.

Liao Hua's fighting style is easy to have accidents, whether it is Liao Hua or Zhang He.

Zhang He doesn't like accidents.

The battle with Liao Hua is completely out of his control.

The more people think in their hearts, the less courage they have to burn their boats.

If he had no choice but to pay his life, this would definitely not be the case now.

He would never be beaten by Liao Hua.

"I'll force you to do anything, dare to die with me?" Liao Hua shouted.

He had completely ignored his life and death and must kill Zhang He.

As long as Zhang He dies, the remaining people will be dealt with soon.

It can even affect Yuan Jun who rushed over from the west gate of the south gate.

Zhang He was the commander of the first army. His death had a great impact on Yuan’s morale.

Even with the second-ranked character Xu You, it cannot save morale.

Xu You's current status in Qingzhou's army is no longer as good as Zhang He.

Wang Xiaohu and Zhang Xiaoshun, everyone is fighting for the enemy.

At this moment, they finally understood.

Liao Hua did not really surrender to Zhang He, but was always planning.

They like to follow such generals.

Liao Hua is not afraid of death, nor are they afraid of death.

It's just that their number is too small.

Moreover, Zhang He has always been on guard against them.

Even though everyone was fighting bravely, Zhang He's army did not become chaotic.

Instead, their number is decreasing.

From three hundred people to two hundred fifty people, to two hundred people.

Their threat to Zhang He's army was getting lower and lower.

Liao Hua's physical strength is decreasing rapidly.

His hands also became heavier.

At this moment, the 60-pound Modao was slashed more by relying on inertia.

Bang!

When the Mo knife hit the ground, Liao Hua did not lift it up, but instead rotated his body, relying on the power of his feet and waist.

He shook the Mo knife on the ground and slashed at Zhang He again.

Zhang He retreated and did not dare to fight head-on.

When the Modao reached the highest point, Liao Hua took two steps forward and the sword light covered Zhang He again.

Then he pressed his arm down, squatted his body halfway, and the Mo knife in his hand suddenly slashed towards Zhang He.

puff!

Bang!

Two consecutive sounds.

The spear that had blocked many swords broke from the middle and exploded.

Zhang He reacted quickly, and half of the gun rod in his hand came out of his hand and instantly threw it towards Liao Hua.

Liao Hua has long ignored life and death, and now he just wants to kill Zhang He.

Zhang He's spear broke, which was beyond Liao Hua's expectations.

Half a spear stabbed Liao Hua's body hard.

Liao Hua was also lucky. This half of the spear was the tail rod and had no spear head.

And he was wearing armor.

So the gun rod did not penetrate his body.

But Zhang He threw out very strongly.

Although the gun rod failed to penetrate Liao Hua's body, it also made Liao Hua pale, and his chest felt like he was hit by a huge rock, which was very painful.

Liao Hua let out a muffled groan, and after a slap in his body, the Mo knife in his hand slashed at Zhang He again.

Zhang He also held another half of the gun rod in his hand and the gun tip.

He felt a little sorry. In a hurry just now, he threw out the piece without a gun head.

Otherwise, Liao Hua would have been dead now.

The remaining half of the spear in Zhang He's hand was always ready to stab Liao Hua.

Liao Hua did not retreat, he was already determined to die.

He slashed at Zhang He with two consecutive swords, but Zhang He avoided them.

His strength is decreasing and his speed is decreasing.

Although Zhang He still dared not fight with Liao Hua head-on, it was not too difficult to hide.

"kill!"

Liao Hua did not stop, he was still firing his sword.

Although the spear in Zhang He's hand had been broken.

But compared to before, Zhang He was not under such pressure.

The half spear in his hand was always ready to stab Liao Hua.

With three consecutive swords, Liao Hua failed to meet Zhang He.

Liao Hua was even more anxious.

There were only more than one hundred guards led by Wang Xiaohu and Zhang Xiaoshun.

Liao Hua didn't know if Xu Huang had a way to deal with it outside.

He only knew that if he continued, he, Wang Xiaohu, Zhang Xiaoshun, and more than a hundred brothers would all die in battle.

With so many people already dead, Liao Hua didn't want to follow his brothers and didn't have a good ending.

He is willing to die for Wang Xiaohu, Zhang Xiaoshun and the others.

Although the power on the body is rapidly losing.

But Liao Hua still gritted his teeth and kept attacking.

But he realized that this was not a solution.

He had to find a way to kill Zhang He.

Once Zhang He dies, the remaining thousands of people will be in chaos.

Xu Huang outside was also attacking regardless of casualties.

He distributed some troops to resist Yuan's army coming from the south gate.

The morale of the Yellow Turban Army began to shake again.

Now it is because Xu Huang is in good command and the army has not been affected yet.
To be continued...