Yuan Shao had just finished speaking, but at this moment, a burly figure jumped up high, and the Fang Tian Painted Halberd in his hand came crushing with a great force.
At this moment, Lu Bu seemed to be integrated with the entire army, his long and narrow eyes as cold and ruthless as wolf eyes.
Yan Liang looked at Lu Bu descending from the sky, a flash of shock flashed in his eyes, and he was about to parry, but Lu Bu was faster than he imagined, and he only had time to barely parry.
Clang!
puff!
A harsh sound echoed on the battlefield, and Yan Liang felt a huge force coming from Fang Tian's painted halberd.
My chest felt tight, I spit out a mouthful of blood, and tried my best to hold on, but in the end I couldn't hold on, and my knees fell to the ground in humiliation with a muffled sound.
Boom!
At this moment, Yuan Shao's expression was as wonderful as Yan Liang's.
Yan Liang felt endless humiliation. He felt out of breath and spurted out another mouthful of blood.
puff!
When Wen Chou saw Yan Liang like this, his eyes suddenly turned red, he clenched the long knife in his hand, and attacked Lu Bu directly, roaring angrily.
"The despicable villain who made a sneak attack, come and die, die, ah, ah, ah!"
Lu Bu's eyes were full of coldness. He held a halberd in one hand and looked at Wen Chou who was attacking. His eyes did not waver and he swept the halberd across.
Wen Chou's knife energy wrapped around the long knife collapsed instantly, and the long knife was swept away. The hand holding the handle of the knife appeared cracked and stained red with blood.
Immediately afterwards, Lu Bu Fang Tian twisted his halberd and probed. The sharp edge flashing with cold light cut through the space and appeared on Wen Chou's neck in an instant.
At this moment, Lu Bu seemed to see a trace of ridicule and disdain on his face.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, Yan Liangwen Chou's heart was filled with boundless anger.
Yan Liang directly took action to save Wen Chou, looked at each other, and rushed towards Lu Bu together. The long knife in his hand shone with a dangerous edge under the infusion of spiritual energy. They were different, but seemed to have some kind of connection.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The three of them directly entered the melee. Lu Bu was holding a square-shaped painted halberd, dancing left and right, stabbing, picking, probing, and gouging!
The three sharp edges of Fang Tian's painted halberd attacked Yan Liang, Wen and Chou again and again, aiming at their vital points and making them fatal.
However, what surprised Lu Bu was that although the two of them were weak and could easily be killed by themselves, they could actually withstand their own attacks when they cooperated with each other.
Yan Liang Wen Chou attacked and withdrew, and the spiritual energy in both men's bodies circulated rapidly and boiled continuously. They resonated with the spiritual energy of the people next to them, bursting out with tyrannical power.
A variety of coordinated combat skills were displayed. An ordinary person would have died tragically on the spot, but Lu Bu took over all of this and even had the upper hand.
Tick! Tick!
Drops of cold sweat broke out on Wen Chou's face, and the cold sweat dripped to the ground, making the sound of water drops falling.
The pressure Lu Bu put on him was too much, too much, and now he felt that he was not alone across from him.
But it was a wolf, a very powerful wolf, a wolf that chose people to eat, making him feel as if he would die tragically on the spot in the next second.
But at this moment, Wen Chou, who was under high pressure, showed a loophole, which was immediately discovered by Lu Bu. Fang Tian reached forward with his halberd, landed on the long sword, and twisted the halberd.
Bang, bang! The long knife came out of his hand. Wen Chou looked at this scene and his eyes suddenly widened. The tip of the blade shimmering with cold light grew rapidly in his eyes. Wen Chou seemed to have seen his own death.
"Wen Chou!!!"
Yuan Shao's eyes widened and he shouted angrily, while Fang Fan opposite him showed a smile.
"It doesn't matter, General Yuan..."
"It doesn't matter, I'm not your person. Don't be anxious. If you have the ability, why don't you do it?"
Yuan Shao's eyes widened and he roared at Fang Fan angrily.
Seeing Yuan Shao losing his composure, Fang Fan smiled and didn't say much, just pointed at the city wall.
At some point, a man holding a cold iron flagpole climbed onto the ladder, lifted the flagpole in his hand, and directly flew Fang Tian's painted halberd.
"His Na Lu Bu, I didn't have a good fight that day and decide the winner. Come on, come today!!"
"Huh, I'm still afraid of you."
Lu Bu shouted, and Fang Tian's painted halberd fell at a faster speed. The golden light shone on Fang Tian's painted halberd, giving it an unparalleled edge.
Dian Wei snorted coldly, held the flagpole and collided with Lu Bu, but he was still slightly inferior.
"What are you still doing? Help me!"
Dian Wei took the time to yell at the two people next to him, causing them to react immediately and face Lu Bu together. Although they did not dare to win, they would not be defeated.
"Well, I've already gone."
Yuan Shao was stunned when he saw it. When he took a look, he realized that Li Yang and Dian Wei who were beside Fang Fan had left at some unknown time.
This discovery immediately made Yuan Shao feel ashamed.
"I owe you a favor."
Yuan Shao calmed down and spoke slowly.
Just when Dian Wei, Yan Liang, and Wen Chou were fighting against Lu Bu, another familiar face appeared at the top of the ladder.
This man was holding a short spear and rushed towards Lu Bu as soon as he came up. Behind him, heavily armored infantrymen stepped onto the city wall one by one, following closely behind him.
But just halfway, a figure flashed out and directly blocked Li Yang.
This man looked at Li Yang with murderous intent, his eyes full of resentment. There were three hideous and terrifying scars on his face, and there was no intact skin at all.
"The general will be named!"
This wound was caused by Li Yang on the night attack, which directly disfigured him and even almost killed him.
It was nothing at that time, but when he looked at him at this moment, Li Yang suddenly realized something. He didn't relax at all, looked at him warily, and shouted loudly.
The man touched the scar on his face, and a smile appeared on his face. The scar twitched, making the smile become extremely ferocious.
"My name is Zhang Liao. Remember this name. When you go to the King of Hell, don't complain wrongly!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a spear pierced out like a poisonous snake spitting a message. At the same time, the real elite of the city defenders also followed behind, frantically attacking the heavy armored infantry who climbed up the city wall.
Li Yang looked at Zhang Liao, his expression became extremely serious.
He guessed that the man who had been disfigured by him was a historical military general, but he did not expect that he would be so big.
Zhang Liao, Zhang Wenyuan.
Li Yang stared at him fiercely, holding a green fruit in his hand, putting it to his mouth and biting it slowly.
Click! Click!
A clear voice sounded, and Zhang Liao moved, turning into a phantom and stabbing towards him.
Li Yang chewed the green fruit in his mouth, threw the core back, his eyes suddenly became solemn, he gripped the short spear, and charged!
The two figures collided at extremely high speeds, spears and guns colliding wildly, making a sound of gold and iron clashing.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
At the same time, military commanders jumped up from each ladder, rushed up to the city wall, and quickly killed the ordinary defenders above, leaving an open space to make room for the real elite behind to rush up the city wall.
