A halberd tip pierced straight up from below.

"Ahhhh..." He shouted with the figure that dragged out Changyin, and he flew over half a finger to the height. Only one or two halberd tips made white marks on the iron armor. The moment the sparks splashed, dozens of halberds who came into contact tried hard to raise their heads and look at the trajectory of the figure flying by, and rushed forward with their steps.

"Ahhh... Lao Dian, you fucked me... Ahhhh..."

In the middle of the guard, on the back of the war horse, Yuan Shao suddenly turned his head. Something was blocking the sun above. His shrinking pupils reflected a figure with a big waist and round waist, and he was dancing forehands and hitting him from the sky. At this moment, he tied the reins and turned his head hard, urging the horse to take two steps away, and his figure dragging Changyin had fallen from the side.

The war horse roars and hisses

The front hooves suddenly knelt on the ground. Yuan Shao's vision above was shaking violently. His body fell down with the horse's side, falling down crookedly. He rolled on the ground for a while, and stood up with his sword in his arms. The horse's four hooves flew around, but not far away, the body that was flying in the crash rolled a few times and stood up.

"The thief is so brave!"

Yuan Shao stroked and pressed his forehead in a mess, and said with hungry hair, his eyes flushed, and dozens of elves around him immediately rushed towards Gu Ying.

Dian Wei and Li Ke, who were rushing to the outside world, suddenly fewer obstacles to attack. The huge figure also wanted to tear open the group of heavy armored strong men in front of him. A pair of iron halberds held the halberds that were swung horizontally, and the ear branches hung to lock the opponent's weapons. The other hand was fiercely handed out. The halberd's edge flew and with a puff, it nailed into someone's face. A pair of eyes mixed with blood and blood were splattered.

The blue veins bulging palms held the opponent's armor with a big palm. The moment the armor leaves shook open, "Wow," the knotted muscles swelled, and the same tall figure on the opposite side was raised directly in Dian Wei's hand. Amid the roar, the heavy body waved in his hand and flew forward with a violent whistling sound.

Seven or eight elves of serpentines rushed towards the giant man in a singing formation. At the same time, in the running sight, the flying bodies roared out of the hands of the giant man opposite. The shrill screaming suddenly turned into a loud bang in the moment of contact.

The halberds in their hands suddenly bent, and with a loud bang, the other man's arm made a crisp sound of bone breaking in the impact, the cloth connecting the armor torn apart, and the white broken bones were spurted out, exposed to the air, the entire formation was disrupted and tilted. The huge figure pulled out the iron halberd, stepped out with a bang, rushed forward, raised his foot, and a halberd flew out.

A figure riding a horse rushed over from the side, and a mace hit the head of the flying figure. The brain mass squeezed out of the nostrils. The moment he heard the ear hole, he shouted, "Crash the formation and kill Yuan Shao."

"kill!"

Hundreds of people rushing into the hinterland of the front line spread further forward, and collided with the defending Yuan Bing, even more fiercely. Seventy or eighty people squeezed out of the front line toward Dian Wei and Li Ke, two generals, reinforced, and some of the elliptical soldiers who were led away seemed weak and finally met the surging enemy.

At the center of the besieged central army, Pan Feng held the ring-headed sword and rolled towards the rear. The big halberds kept nailing down. The ground was bursting, and mud chips and fine stones were picked and splashed. Pan Feng, who was rolling and getting up, swung his sword and slashed the big halberd. He shouted "Yuan Benchu!!" and took two steps back.

"Can you be unable to kill you?"

The tightly-clenched ring-headed knife pressed a slutcher. The blade squeaked and pulled the other party backwards. The tip of the knife pointed at Yuan Shao behind the heavy figures, with a majestic expression: "Yuan Shao! You stand there, wait for a family to pick up the weapons, and then fight again!"

Yuan Shao seemed to feel underestimated, and swung his sword and slashed his hysterical shout: "Kill him and cut off his head!!"

While a group of elliptical soldiers rushed over, Gongsun Zhi frowned and looked at the east side of the field, and then narrowed his eyes. A group of tens of thousands of soldiers were coming from there... and Yuan Tan from Qingzhou?

He pulled out his scimitar and shouted softly at the forty guard wolf cavalry beside him: "Go! Go down."

....

The sun shone westward, a red cloud, the sound of the wilderness rolled on the east side, and the earth was boiling. The 40,000 Yuan soldiers, led by a strong and dark young general in front of them, came here, and their bodies were running with guns and shouting: "Father"

The sound spreads to the sky.

The fighting figures were intertwined in chaotic vision. Yuan Shao, who was covered in broken armor, stood in a mess. The war horse next to him lame with one leg on the ground and cried out in a mournful voice. He heard the sound and looked eastward. Then a smile appeared on his hideous face. Si Zhao Jian waved, "Gongsun Zhi! Did you see it?"

“Hahaha…haha”

"My son Xiansi is here, you have lost this battle!!"

In the distance, the sound of horse hooves and footsteps vibrated the earth, and also came from the east.

Half a mile below Yuan Tan, between the sunset and the red clouds, the field was vast, and another army spread like a tide. Yu Jin rode on his horse and ran wildly, his eyes swept across the stalemate battlefield ahead. A big gun in his hand pointed at the rescue group of Yuan soldiers. The black beard under his chin trembled and shouted: "Stop them, victory and defeat are here."

The army was storming, with infantry behind, and more than a thousand cavalry leading in front drew a long arc under the sky and penetrated directly to the side of Yuan Tan's army.

Such a picture was reflected in his wide eyes and pierced into Yuan Shao's heart. His body swayed twice, and he became hideous again.

"Stay on"

Hysterical shouts run through everything.

In the middle of the battlefield, the forty guards wolves pulled out a scimitar and opened the road ahead. The blade slashed out a road left and right. The man named the Wolf King of Northland was waving his cloak and slashed the back of a Yuan Bing with his back. He looked straight at the figure shouting opposite him. Dian Wei, who was huge in shape, looked back at the direction of his lord, and turned back the moment he came back, "Open the way!" He roared and moved his strong legs and pushed forward, and the weapons collided violently...

...

The clouds were rolling, and the speeding horses galloped from south to north. Lu Bu rushed in front, and at the end of his vision, he could vaguely see the battlefield of fighting.

"Yuan Shao has been intercepted and cannot escape."

Under the golden crown, a mighty face smiled, and waved the halberd to point in front: "Crush Yuan Shao's wings, we push them directly"

"There are Yuan Shao's reinforcements to the east!"

"I'll go!" Qian Zhao's voice shouted loudly.

Under the setting sunset, the dark and galloping cavalry left shortly afterwards, and rushed towards the two different Yuan troops, one on the left and one on the right.

...

On the blood-filled soil, iron hooves quickly stepped over, and dozens of cavalry rushed over a figure ahead. Gongsun Zhi slashed the figure that jumped up and slashed off with one knife. Blood splashed out from the human body, and then hit the horse running backwards. Gongsun Zhi could already see Yuan Shao's face, and the other party was still running in the circle. He shouted: "Run in and kill Yuan Shao."

He reached out and grabbed the spear that was stabbed, cut off the gun rod with one backhand, threw it to the opposite side, and pierced it into Yuan Bing's neck. The screaming figure rushed up next to him. Zou Dan, who was naked, rushed towards Yuan Shao in front of him. More soldiers around him besieged him. The slaloms on the opposite side were connected with a line. The hard armor blocked the blade that was slashing, and the slaloms in his hand swung across to force several people to retreat.

As the metals of the tumbling and the metals collided, Li Ke roared and smashed the heavy body opposite with a stick. Someone behind shouted, "Be careful!" The mace was blocked, and a big halberd was swung horizontally on it. Amid the sound of Jin Ming's attack, Li Ke fell forward, and the heavy footsteps followed closely. The halberd smashed along the ground. When the figure on the ground rolled and avoided, a companion rushed up from behind. The blade slashed on the back of the halberd, and the fire was splashed.

A star flashed, and the companion of the serpentine around him pierced the infantry's abdomen with a halberd. Blood spread across his lips. The soldier screamed shrillly: "Avenge the Old Lord Gong." He reached out and grabbed the handle of the serpentine, preventing the other party from pulling it out. Li Ke, who was stumbled up from getting up from behind, grabbed the mace and hit the back of the serpentine's head. The loud noise of the iron helmet flew out, and the head inside burst out of his brain, and his strong body slowly fell down.

"Kill" Li Ke roared blood all over his body, pushing towards the interlaced front line.

On the field in the distance, iron cavalry rushed into the crowd, fighting fiercely.

...

The battle between Guandu has disappeared. The wild beasts and birds tear up the bodies that are no longer difficult to move. The surrounding villages and villages are silent, and it is difficult to see people busy in the farming of the fields.

In a collapsed earthen house on the side, someone ran out of the house with a shrill scream, and then was slashed to the ground by the graceful figure who was chasing her. She scraped the body and threw the dry food to the other three women who were bandaging the wound. The seven-star sword in her hand reflected the afterglow and inserted it back into the sheath.

"It's almost time to finish the battle..."

She was already covered in wounds.

A little further away from this, a soldier walked across the path of the wilderness and winded towards the southward direction. When he stopped to rest, Liu Bei picked up the water by the river and took a sip, stood up and looked to the north. The heavy dates behind him were long beards. The general in a green robe came over with a Yanyue sword: "Brother, you will leave at this time, you will betray your loyalty and righteousness..."

"Hmph, the battle has not been finished yet..." Zhang Fei, who had a burly face, shouted in discomfort on the horse's back.

"We should support the Han Dynasty first, let's go."

After rubbing the water stains on his long beard, Liu Bei looked north, as if he saw the fierce fighting there. Unfortunately, he could only be far from all over the world. He raised his wide sleeves, bowed to the other side, and bowed silently.

A team staying in the field, a general named Wen Chou looked around, looked at the soldiers holding heads, closed their eyes and sighed, and was also a little confused, where should they go.

....

The sound of fighting was pulled into the sky, and blood splattered everywhere!

The formation surrounding the guards gradually narrowed, and the two halberds swung out continuously toppling a halberd in iron armor to the ground, and walked forward firmly. Around them, the Youyan infantry rushed up one by one like a tide pounced on the reef, pressing the range to the smallest range.

The crowd on the west side was torn apart, Gongsun Zhi, who had a wolf-velvet armor, stabbed into Yuan Bing's face with a knife. He turned his wrist and stirred up the other person's face. He walked one step closer to the body. Someone rushed up again. The blade danced, and the sound of tearing the cloth leather armor, and the blood line scattered and drew an arc. Gongsun Zhi's steps kept moving, and the tip of the knife was still lifting with blood.

"Yuan Shao..." A low and hoarse voice slowly opened.

The figure who was facing away from him heard the words and suddenly turned around and looked at the man who was more than ten steps away. Yuan Shao lowered his eyes and raised his sword and shouted: "Gongsun Zhi! What do you think of? Just like your father, you are foolish."

The crowd in the east squeezed away, and Guo Yuan, covered in armor, ran back on a horse, jumped off his horse and stood with a sword, and went over to Yuan Shao, who was standing with a sword: "Lord, get on the horse."

He shouted, pulled Yuan Shao over and pushed him onto the horse. Someone threw his mace and ran wildly. On the other hand, Dian Wei smashed the halberd of the halberd that was blocking the road and threw the iron halberd out of the other side. Guo Yuan turned around, and the crescent halberd stumbled the flying iron halberd, and his body stumbled and took two steps back.

As the war horse turned around, Yuan Shao crossed the reins and was about to say "Hold!", not far away, a running figure suddenly jumped up, and with a bang, he hit the body that was about to leave, fell off the horse and rolled to the ground...

...

Crossing the Yangtze River and along the turbulent river, the elegant Zhou Yu sat on the bow of the boat playing the piano. When the soldiers from Jiangdong patrol by with their knives, the boat flew away in shock along the water birds listening to the piano. The extended bank of the river was green and green. The boatman who was stopping on the shore was packing up and came ashore. The smoke and dust rolled up from the distance came over. Soon, news from Lujiang was conveyed to the boat on a small boat.

A frown appeared on his handsome face, and he raised his eyes to Xudu, north, revealing his solemnity.

Xu Du, teams of commercial goods were pulled into the passing city gate. Guo Jia, dressed in a blue shirt on the city tower, stood behind the walls, looking at the sky clouds in the dusk, flying insects crawling to their cuffs, as if they were looking at the gaze that was thousands of miles away from the south. A smile appeared on his pale face, and his slender fingers gently drove the crawling insect bullets away.

Liaodong, the King of Liaodong, who had not recovered for a long time, was about to die. Gongsun Du lay on the bed and looked at the red sky outside the window. His eyes were slowly closed with a slightly blue one. The relatives around him surrounded him with tears. His weak hands gently patted the back of his son's hand and hung down weakly.

To the north, north of the Yellow River, Yuan Xi, dressed in a mess, dragged the same embarrassing "Zhen Mi" and rode a horse from somewhere into Jizhou and headed for Liyang.

To the west, further west, the sun was shining. There were less than ten people left in the team of envoys. The luxurious dresses before departure were already broken and worn. The remaining yellow sand slowly slid to the ground as they walked. They looked at the endless grassland to the east, and then looked at the well-preserved sheepskin map in their hands, showing smiles.

Everything seemed to be still, and things gathered on this day, and finally reflected on the blood-dropping blade, marking a trace of the redness of the setting sun.

Yuan Shao got up from the ground and waved his sword to force the desperate young man to retreat.

Behind him, bloody steps squeezed out the blood stains from the soil and took a step forward. The blade quickly raised from his right hand. When the shaking and stumbled figure retreated, he swung his sword and slashed back. The loud noise, and the huge force came from the opposite side, terrifying the tiger's mouth numb.

The gorgeous Sizhao sword flew into the sky.

The blade that was cut out buzzed across the air and fell coldly on the neck of the opposite body. Yuan Shao stared at his eyes and gritted his teeth and whispered: "Gongsun Zhi, dare you... I am the descendant of the fourth generation and the third generation..."

Opposite, Gongsun Zhi raised his other arm.

Bang

He punched Yuan Shao's face, and his scattered bun spread open. His body swayed tilted. When blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth, Guo Yuan, who was fighting with Dian Wei, turned around and screamed and ran towards him, and then was beaten back.

He slowly stepped forward with the hilt of the knife, and hugged Yuan Shao, who was shaking with his arms. Gongsun Zhi looked at the battle in the field, as if he was hallucinating, and saw the figure who had once stood with a gun in the distance. He seemed to have turned around like yesterday and looked at him.

"My son... my father can only send you here, and walk the way forward by yourself!"

The sound disappeared in the sky again.

At one moment, the rough big hand reached out and pinched Yuan Shao's chin. Gongsun Zhi lowered his head, and a circle of stubborn lips attached to the other person's ear, and he whispered: "...The three men of the fourth generation... will not be there again in the future."

The blade sank into the neck and the moment the blood gushed out, Yuan Shao screamed heart-wrenchingly, and his flesh torn and cut it flat.

The sound of fighting around stopped abruptly. The figures that stopped weapons looked over there. Cao's army, rushing from afar, stopped in a not far direction. Cao Cao rode out alone, looking at the figure in the red glow and the head in the other party's hand, opened his lips slightly, and did not make a sound for a long time. It was an incomprehensible complex emotion.

"From now on, there will be no more descendants of the four generations and three ministers."
Chapter completed!