"Don't kill me, don't kill me! Do you want gold? Or a beauty? Or an official position? I'll give it all to you, give it all to you, don't kill me!"
Looking at Xiang Ji standing in front of him, Dong Zhuo's lower body was already wet.
If you don't face it personally, you won't be able to realize that this person is not a human being at all, he is just a devil who came out of hell.
Dong Zhuo was frightened when he looked at the corpses of Xiliang soldiers lying on the ground in front of him.
Realizing that Dong Zhuo was so miserable, Xiang Ji sneered repeatedly.
Is this? The Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty? The Demon King Dong Zhuo? The source of troubled times?
When facing death, he is also a dick.
Without any words, Xiang Ji raised the Overlord Halberd in his hand towards Dong Zhuo.
Seeing Xiang Ji like this, Dong Zhuo knew that begging for mercy was useless.
"You want me to die? I'll kill you first!"
Facing death, Dong Zhuo's ruthless spirit of fighting with foreigners all the time in his youth became stronger.
In this regard, Dong Zhuo's character is somewhat similar to Xiang Ji.
With the Ghost Head Sword drawn out, and with clumsy steps, the fat Dong Zhuo launched the attack first.
However, although Dong Zhuo had tried his best, the gap in strength was unfortunately too obvious.
Looking at the Overlord Halberd inserted in his chest and the Ghost-headed Sword that he had not yet struck, Dong Zhuo fell to the ground unwillingly.
"Prime Minister!"
At this moment, Fan Chou, who discovered the commotion and came from behind, saw Dong Zhuo's death in battle.
"Xiang Ji, go to hell for me!"
As an old brother who had fought with Dong Zhuo for many years, Fan Chou was obviously not as unloyal as Li Jue.
Seeing another jealous and desperate person, Xiang Ji suddenly felt dizzy.
I have completed my mission now, so I don't care about you crazy people who are desperate for their lives.
After waving his halberd to deflect Fan Chou's attack, Xiang Ji turned around and ran away.
Just kidding, if someone in this chaotic army accidentally gets besieged again, there won't be a good teammate like Xu Huang to rescue him.
However, because he was chasing Dong Zhuo, Xiang Ji had already left the place where he had set up an ambush.
Looking around, Xiang Ji was confused.
The previous location had long been the place of decisive battle between the Yulin Army and the Xiliang Army, and it was probably impossible to get past it.
Damn it, where am I going to retreat from?
Before Xiang Ji could think about it, Fan Chou, who had been repelled, rushed forward again.
At the same time, a large number of Xiliang troops followed Fan Chou and came to Xiang Ji behind him.
Ma De, it seems that there is only one way to fight!
Seeing the situation in front of him, Xiang Ji knew that it was impossible to retreat without damage.
In this case, when we meet on a narrow road, the brave will win. All the scumbags on the other side will die for me!
Putting aside all thoughts, Xiang Ji danced the Overlord Halberd again.
However, the Xiliang army in front of Xiang Ji was different from the previous one.
The Xiliang army that besieged Xiang Ji this time were all Fan Chou's personal followers, and they were all old brothers who had fought with Dong Zhuo for many years.
Now that we see our lord die tragically, everyone is brave and fighting for the first place. What kind of fear of death? They have long been forgotten.
Damn it! Aren’t these guys afraid of death?
After fighting for a long time, the Xiliang army around them still showed no signs of decreasing.
Facing these Xiliang troops who were not afraid of death, Xiang Ji was helpless.
If you kill one yourself, two more will rush forward to fill the vacancy left by the fallen man.
Even if Xiang Ji is invincible, there is nothing he can do if he is caught in such a wheel battle without a mount.
"Lord, Zhao Yun is here!"
Just when Xiang Ji was helpless, Zhao Yun, armed with a white horse and a silver spear, came out from the slanting stab.
It turned out that although Xiang Ji asked Zhao Yun to take care of the horses, Zhao Yun, as a general, was unwilling to be unable to go into battle.
Out of concern for Xiang Ji's safety, Zhao Yun hid Xiang Ji's horse in a safe place and ran towards the canyon.
By chance, when Zhao Yun arrived, he saw Xiang Ji was surrounded. What else can I say? Go ahead.
With Zhao Yun's help, Xiang Ji's pressure suddenly eased.
At the very least, you no longer have to guard against the enemies behind you.
"Hahaha! Okay, Zilong, today you and I will break out again.
Let’s fight out together!”
Suddenly heroic, the lost strength quickly returned, and the Overlord Halberd in Xiang Ji's hand whirred again as he danced.
With the addition of Zhao Yun, the Xiliang army, relying solely on their bravery and blood, was gradually unable to stop them.
At this moment, the sound of a war horse neighing was heard.
Looking up, I saw a snow-white war horse rushing down from the canyon as if it was stepping on the clouds and the moon.
"White Dragon!"
Seeing the old man, Xiang Ji became even more excited. When Bailong rushed forward, he turned over and jumped directly onto the back of Bailong's horse.
Zhao Yun was not the only one who cared about Xiang Ji. When Bai Long saw that Zhao Yun had left him alone, he immediately bit the rope apart with his teeth and chased Zhao Yun all the way.
"Xi Chu Xiang Ji is here! Dong Zhuo is dead. If you are not afraid of death, come here!"
Astride the white dragon, Xiang Ji regained his proud demeanor as the god of war.
Shocked by Xiang Ji's momentum, the Xiliang army unconsciously took a step back.
"Don't be afraid, brothers, they are just two people, kill him and avenge the Prime Minister!"
Seeing that the Xiliang army was timid, Fan Chou became very anxious.
Waving his sword, Fan Chou took the lead in charging Xiang Yu after shouting.
With the white dragon, Xiang Ji's strength increased a bit. He smiled contemptuously at Fan Chou who was attacking, and swept out the Overlord Halberd in his hand.
Although Fan Chou was also a strong general in Xiliang, his strength was far inferior to that of Hua Xiong. Although he came to fight Xiang Ji with a certain death wish, he still could not slash Xiang Ji with the sword in his hand.
"Ah! Brothers, don't be afraid, there are only two of them... avenging the Prime Minister!"
Being swept across the chest by Xiang Ji's overlord halberd, Fan Chou saw that he was dying. After using the last strength of his life to encourage the Xiliang army, Fan Chou fell off his horse and died.
What a man!
Seeing that Fan Chou never forgot to avenge Dong Zhuo until his death, Xiang Ji was in awe.
This is the real warrior, the real friendship born from fighting in blood and fire, it has nothing to do with status or identity.
Dong Zhuoquan must have some knowledge, and he might be able to rest in peace knowing that he has such a truly good brother who can die for him.
However, the current situation did not allow Xiang Ji to show respect to Fan Chou.
Stimulated by Fan Chou's death, the Xiliang Army's blood that had dissipated surged again.
"Brothers, fight for the prime minister, the general, and our Xiliang army. Fight for him!"
When the first Xiliang Army soldier gave up his fear and raised his weapon towards Xiang Yu, a large number of Xiliang Army soldiers also raised their weapons along with the leader.
"In that case, then I will give you a way to die as a warrior!"
Seeing this situation, Xiang Ji knew that there was nothing he could do better.
Although I admire Fan Chou's loyalty and the Xiliang army's bravery.
However, one general's success will lead to the death of thousands of bones.