Huang Long shook his tiger fang spear in his hand, dismounted from his horse, and rushed towards Zuo Aoran first. However, Zuo Xiao waved his golden-backed Kailing machete behind his back. He was only half a horse's head behind Huang Long, and he also turned to the left.
Always proud.
When Zuo Aoran saw it, he sneered in his heart: "I'm not afraid of a double battle!" He shook the stabbing spear in his hand and rushed towards the two of them. Huang Long took the lead and made the first move, shaking his big spear and shooting out three
Zuo Aoran choked his throat and shoulders. Zuo Aoran was not in a hurry, stabbed the spear with his hand, and easily defeated Huang Long's attack.
"Whoa!"
Colonel Zuo's sword strangely slashed at Zuo Aoran's neck. Zuo Aoran leaned back and used the "Diamond Iron Bridge on Horseback" stunt. He leaned straight against the horse's back and avoided it.
Got this weird knife.
This is Zuo Aoran. If he had returned to others, he would have died under the blows of these two men. Not only was Zuo Aoran's sword stable, accurate, and ruthless, but the most important thing was that this sword was too weird.
Most people would never notice the strangeness of this sword. No wonder these two people want to fight together. It turns out that they two know the art of combined attack!
Zuo Aoran just stood up and used the "Rhinoceros Watching the Moon" move on horseback. A spear penetrated the back of Colonel Zuo's heart. Colonel Zuo screamed "Ah!" and turned over and fell off the horse.
Turning the horse's head, the war horse circled and rushed towards Huanglong.
The tragic death of Colonel Zuo made him panic. He was stunned and realized that Zuo Aoran's horse was already approaching. Not only was the horse approaching, but the spear in his hand had also reached Huang Long's chest. "Chi" stabbed him.
The spear penetrated Huang Long's chest, and Zuo Aoran used his arms to lift Huang Long off the horse.
When Zhang Niujiao saw that two more of his subordinates, Qu Shuai, had died, the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed. His eyes were red, as if he wanted to spurt out blood. He clamped the horse's belly with his feet, and the horse rushed out, roaring.
He said: "You surnamed Zuo, take your life. I swear to kill you and avenge the dead soldiers!"
Zuo Aoran only wanted this person to be Zhang Niujiao, and he wanted to piss him off to death, so he moved the stabbing spear in his hand forward and asked: "A nameless soldier, I will die under my name!"
Zhang Niujiao is so angry! We haven't even fought yet!? I just told him to die in his hands! I am angry, but I still have to sign up: "I am Commander Zhang Niujiao! I will take my life!"
When the sound falls, the horse arrives and the sword arrives.
Zuo Aoran used his stabbing spear to knock open Zhang Niujiao's big knife, and fired a backhand shot directly at Zhang Niujiao's face. Zhang Niujiao quickly used a move of "shrinking his neck and hiding his head" to escape. The two horses kicked off wrongly, Zuo Aoran
He took a shot from his back and rushed towards Zhang Niujiao's back, saying: "Hit!"
Zhang Niujiao felt the golden wind blowing behind him, and thought to himself: "Not good!" He leaned forward and put a little pressure on the horse's belly with his feet. When the horse felt pain, it suddenly jumped forward and barely dodged Zuo Aoran's shot.
.The two horses circled, and the two of them came to a fight.
After more than a dozen rounds of fighting, Zhang Niujiao gradually began to lose. He could only parry and not fight back. The cold sweat on his temples dripped down his cheeks, and he secretly cried out in his heart: "I didn't expect it! I didn't expect it.
!This kid has such martial arts at such a young age!"
After fighting for another five or six rounds, Zuo Aoran held the gun in both hands and shook out several spear sprays. He opened his horns and was dazzled. He hurriedly raised the knife to seal a letter, but it was Zuo Aoran who shook it out.
The fake spears and flowers can reach the target with just one click, directly piercing the choked throat where the horns are stretched.
Zhang Niujiao hurriedly dodged, but the stabbing spear missed Zhang Niujiao's throat, but hit Zhang Niujiao's shoulder. With a cry of "Ah!", Zhang Niujiao let go of the pain and threw the knife, and the big knife fell on the ground with a "clang".
On the ground, if you push the horse by its horns, it will be defeated.
Zuo Aoran might have let Zhang Niujiao go so easily, so he pushed the horse's belly with both feet, causing the horse to feel pain and chase after Zhang Niujiao. Zuo Aoran had only one purpose, and that was to kill Zhang Niujiao, not for promotion.
To make a fortune, it is to lose the lives of the three hundred Zuo family athletes under his command. As long as Zhang Niujiao is killed, the Yellow Turban Army will definitely be in chaos. He just approved to take advantage of the chaos to attack the Yellow Turban Army's main formation, making it even more chaotic, and then the three hundred Red Turban Army
When the army breaks into it, they will definitely gain the greatest benefits at the lowest cost, so Zuo Aoran can't overdo it!
It's a pity that the war horse under his crotch is not a straight-lined ink-ribbed Lai Qilin, otherwise he would have caught up with Zhang Niujiao and lifted him off the horse. This short distance is so far for Zhang Niujiao, so
Out of reach, I kept running back to my own place, anxious, resentful, desolate, angry, fearful... and other emotions came to my mind.
Because he saw Yang Feng watching himself in danger, but did not rescue him. Instead, a sinister smile appeared on his face. He understood, Zhang Niujiao, he understood, this was a trap, it was
A big scam, a big pocket carefully prepared for himself... He hates, he hates himself, he hates his own incompetence...
At this moment, Zhang Niujiao felt his heart go cold, and the vitality in his body disappeared instantly. Then he felt as if he was flying. The moment Zhang Niujiao was floating, he stopped. "Bang!"
, Zhang Niujiao's body fell heavily to the ground...
"The commander is dead, brothers retreat!"
The yellow scarf thieves suddenly became a mess, running away in a panic, regardless of whether the person in front was an enemy or a friend. As long as they blocked the way of their escape, they would go up to someone and kill him, greatly increasing their chance of escape.
improve……
Zhu Ci saw the right opportunity, and his burly figure came to the Red Scarf Army's formation: "Lance formation, charging momentum~~" Zhu Ci roared.
"Roar~"
"Roar~"
"Roar~"
The three hundred Red Turban Army soldiers howled three times, suddenly quickened their pace, and rolled straight towards the main formation of the three thousand Yellow Turban Army~~~~~~~
"Kill~~"
Lu Kuang roared crazily, and the veins on his neck bulged.
"Kill~~"
Behind Lu Kuang, three hundred red scarf troops howled in response, and three hundred spears drew icy arcs in the air, charging out ruthlessly...
"Pfft~"
"when!"
"Ah~~"
"Wow~"
In an instant, all the sounds exploded at the same time. Zuo Aoran took the lead and rushed into the Yellow Turban Army's main formation. Zhu Ci, Liu Hu, Lu Kuang and the three hundred Red Turban Army just followed Zuo Aoran, like a
The huge boulder crashed into the raging torrent, and the sky and the earth suddenly bloomed with extremely bright waves, which appeared and disappeared like fireworks, and the torrent rolled forward...
During the battle at Lianglang Mountain, Zuo Aoran speared Zhang Niujiao, the commander of the Yellow Turban Army in Jizhou, and beheaded Pinghan, Baique, Zhang Baiqi, Qingniujiao, Zuo Xiao, Huang Long and other thief troops, Qu Shuai, and thief Qu Shuai Liu Shi.
He died in the rebel army and annihilated more than 70,000 Yellow Turban bandits.
The last battle was won so easily. Zuo Aoran never figured it out why? Zuo Aoran is not a person who likes to trouble himself. He will stop thinking about things that he can't figure out, so as not to get into trouble all the time.
Getting nervous!
Anyway, we won!
Chu Feiyan, Yang Feng, Yu Du, Bai Rao, Tao Sheng and others led 30,000 defeated troops into Black Mountain and could not escape. Everyone supported Chu Feiyan as the commander-in-chief. Chu Feiyan swore to avenge the commander-in-chief Zhang Niujiao. In front of Zhang Niujiao's spiritual throne
He worshiped him as his adoptive father, and Chu was named Zhang, named Yan. Zhang Yan was very quick in defending, so his military nickname was: "Feiyan", so his nickname was Feiyan. Zhang Yan led the Black Mountain Yellow Turban Army and often fought with officials.
The army clashed, and villages and shops were repeatedly looted, as well as the rebel army's food team.
