Chapter 731 Dragon Burial Valley, Seven Sons Fighting Lu Bu
"Report!"
"Report!"
A soldier stepped forward in a panic, raised his fist and saluted: "General, the city gate is in danger. I may not be able to hold out for more than a stick of incense. I hope the general will make a decision soon."
"One stick of incense time?"
"Dalang, please add more tung oil. If you can't stop the enemy troops from attacking the city, order the army to leave Aofeng City immediately."
"Remember to burn all the food, grass and baggage in the city!"
Yang Ye said urgently, and saw Yang Yanping holding tung oil in the air and pouring it down towards the city gate. He glanced sideways at Yang Yanzhao, and he threw the torch in his hand into the flowing tung oil and fell on the enemy soldiers' charging car.
Fire was rising into the sky and smoke was filling the air. Lu Bu knew that the city gate was on its last legs and he could break through the city as long as he attacked again.
Raising his hand high, Fang Tian painted the halberd in his hand, slapping his legs on the horse and galloping forward, roaring loudly: "All the officers and men obey the order and follow me into the city together. Enter the city of Chu State, money, beauties, everything you want. When the time comes, everything will belong to you."
Wait."
At this time, Lu Bu didn't look like the commander-in-chief of the three armies. Instead, he looked like a bandit from a stronghold. The city in front of him was the target of their plunder.
When the army heard this, their morale was high and they rushed forward crazily, completely without fear of life or death.
Money and beautiful women are always the driving force for people to move forward, no matter when and where, this is simply an eternal truth.
Seeing that the attack on the city was becoming more and more fierce, Yang Ye knew that the defeat of Aofeng city was a foregone conclusion, so he turned around and looked at Ying Lin.
"The Seventh Son listened to the order and burned the food and supplies in the city, leading the Yang family's vanguard army to stay behind. General Ying, along with me, led the three armies to withdraw from Aofeng City immediately."
It's not that Yang Ye is incompetent and the Chu army cannot fight, but that the Dongming army has twice the number of Chu army, and with the ten demon generals, Aofeng City cannot stop their progress even if it is deployed for many days.
"Father, there is a valley between Aofeng and Qinglan City ten miles outside the city called Dragon Burial Valley. Our army can withdraw here and ambush the Dongming army."
"Dragon Burial Valley?"
"This is an excellent place. The three armies immediately withdrew from Aofeng City after the order and went to the Dragon Burial Valley to set up an ambush."
After giving the order, all the soldiers quickly retreated from the city. The strong wind roared past and the flags whistled.
............
After a stick of incense.
The army of the Dongming Dynasty broke through the city and entered as they wished. Smoke billowed in the city, but no Chu army was seen. Lu Bu, Li Jue, Guo Si, Pang De, and Wei Wentong reined in their horses and stood in the long street. They looked around with vigilant eyes.
With.
"Marquis Wen, the Chu army fled in panic and must have been defeated. This is an excellent opportunity to destroy them."
Li Jue raised his gun and reined in his horse, and a powerful voice sounded. Lu Bu nodded gently, and a cold light passed by, shouting fiercely.
"The thieves of the Chu army are about to enter the city. How can we let them escape by chance?"
"All generals listen to the order and follow me to pursue the Chu army. I will kill them all under the horse!"
Finished speaking.
The divine horse Red Rabbit under Lu Bu's crotch made a long hiss and spread its four hooves, barely touching the ground, as if flying in the air. In a few breaths, the Red Rabbit took Lu Bu away and disappeared from everyone's sight.
Li Jue, Guo Si and others did not hesitate and urged their horses to pursue them. Although their horses were not as fast as red rabbits, they were still very fast.
The wind is cold, the wind is blowing, and the sunset is fading.
The afterglow swallows up the heaven and the earth, and the tired birds return to their nests. On the ancient road in the wilderness, the seven sons of the Yang family lead the army and gallop forward in a mighty manner.
...........
a long time.
Between heaven and earth, the night is hazy.
When they were still a thousand meters away from the Dragon Burial Valley, the red rabbit on Lu Bu's crotch finally caught up with the seven sons of the Yang family. Looking at the Chu army in front of him, Lu Bu roared.
"Thieves, don't run away, leave the head behind before leaving!"
Hear the sound.
The seventh son of the Yang family looked back and saw under the moonlight Lu Bu's heroic spirit, tall and mighty, holding Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand, reining in his horse and standing like a god of war from the Shura battlefield.
"Eldest brother, second brother, you lead the army into the Dragon Burial Valley first. The person coming is none other than Marquis Wen, Lu Bu. The five of us will step forward to learn his clever tricks."
Yang Yanzhao's cold voice sounded, his eyes were locked on Lu Bu, and violent fighting spirit suddenly arose around his body.
"The seven sons of the Yang family are fighting against Wen Hou Lu Bu at the foot of Hidden Dragon Mountain. I believe that after tonight it will become a good story in the War Continent. How could your second brother and I abandon you?"
Yang Yanping's voice was firm, and he raised his hand to signal the army to enter the valley first. He picked up his gun and returned to his horse. He stood on the ancient road in the wilderness and stared at Lu Bu with sharp eyes.
Under the moonlight.
There was a slight breeze in the night, and the pheasant feathers on their helmets were swaying in the wind. The seven men raised their guns and clapped their horses. They went hand in hand and quickly rushed towards Lu Bu in front.
On the solitary peaks on both sides of the wilderness, there are rugged rocks, strange peaks, and ancient trees swaying in the night wind, like ferocious beasts dormant between heaven and earth.
A cold light flashed in Lu Bu's eyes, and he glanced at the seven people charging in front of him. He waved his halberd and galloped on his horse, looking like he was galloping through the wilderness and fighting in all directions.
"Whoa!"
"Whoa!"
"Whoa!"
Seven people were approaching, seven cold spears criss-crossing each other, forming an airtight net of spears that enveloped Lu Bu's figure.
"It's just seven people, why should I be afraid of them!"
"Tonight this valley is the place where you will be buried. Kill without mercy!"
Lu Bu looked majestic, his voice was like a roaring bell, like a judgment, and the Fangtian painted halberd in his hand roared horizontally, scattering the seven cold spears in front of him like a dragon coming out of the sea.
In ancient times, there was a battle between the three heroes at Hulao Pass and Lu Bu's battle, and now there is a battle between the seven heroes outside the Dragon Burial Valley and Lu Bu.
After missing a hit, the seven men returned to their horses, picked up their spears, and charged forward again. The spears were as fast as lightning and as fast as meteors. A bit of cold light passed by. The tasseled golden spear in Yang Yanzhao's hand was like a dragon rising out of the sea, swallowing up the sky thousands of miles away.
Lu Bu narrowed his eyes slightly, leaned to the side, and Fang Tian swung his painted halberd wildly, sending the tasseled golden spear flying out.
Dodging the cold spear in Yang Yanzhao's hand, the figure rose into the air from the horse, and Fang Tian's painted halberd pierced down from the air and hit Yang Yanzhao's chest directly.
"boom!"
A loud noise spread, Yang Yanping Qu Luhun's golden spear blocked the halberd that was very close to Yang Yanzhao, and raised his arms lightly with great force, but Fang Tian's painted halberd did not move at all.
"Thief, suffer death!"
Lu Bu's tiger eyes were wide open, the pheasant feathers on his head were shaking, he held Fang Tian's painted halberd tightly with both hands, and pushed forward with all his strength. The edge of the halberd hit Yang Yanzhao's armor, and his figure flew backwards from the horse.
Yang Yanping was in the same situation. His figure fell down, and his horse nearly fell down with him. Lu Bu knocked Dalang and Liulang off the horse with one blow.
Fang Tian's painted halberd pierced the ground, and the other five people shot out silver-light cold spears in their hands, criss-crossing the halberd and fixing it in mid-air.
The impact of the weapons resounded in all directions and was heard in the sky, as if it was about to shatter the sky.
This moment..........
Only when the murderous intention is rampant can one show his true qualities as a hero. Only by fighting in troubled times can one be ridiculous and proud of the world.
The five people's arms gathered strength, gritted their teeth, and struggled to suppress Lu Bu's Fangtian Painted Halberd. Yang Yanzhao looked shocked, enduring the bone-eroding pain coming from under the armor.
He pulled his body out from under Fang Tian's painted halberd, slapped his palms on the ground, and leapt onto the horse's back like a carp.
He stepped forward on horseback, raised his hand and pulled out the tasseled golden gun stuck in the ground. A fierce murderous aura flashed through his eyes, and the cold gun penetrated the air barrier and stabbed Lu Bu. (To be continued)