Yinhou of the Three Kingdoms

snort!

Ning Rong curled his lips in mockery, so that despite the torrential rain, he was cheerful like a child.

"Wu Yan has already abandoned you, so why don't you still work hard for him!"

Zhao Yun shot like a dragon, and there was not a trace of blood on the majestic white robe. Looking at the shocking scene under the horse, the broken walls and stumps are not enough to explain the horror at this time. The strong smell of blood, even just this pungent smell, can make people suffocate to death.

Kill!

Always cruel beauty!

"drop!"

"drop!"

"drop!"

All the soldiers behind him yelled loudly, their long knives slapping their shields, the loud sound shook the sky and the earth.

The war has reached this point, and there is no other choice.

Wu Yan wanted to close the city gate, but shut the hearts of the thousands of Karasuma cavalry behind him.

"Wu Yan, you idiot! You are the descendant of the wolf, go out and fight the Han army to the death!"

Shi Shi's face turned livid, and he stomped his feet. He could feel that the children no longer had the courage to resist.

He cursed Wu Yan bitterly, how could he close the door at this moment!

But there are still thousands of sons behind!This... is this going to surrender them to the Han army!

"Come back! You vicious jackal..." Su Shi's words were like a gust of wind, and they were drowned in the vast land. Wu Yan led the remaining soldiers and went straight to Hanlu Palace without stopping.

Zhao Yun pointed his spear at the horse and took the lead, scanning the Karasuma cavalry with his ruthless eyes, frightening everyone backed away, not daring to move forward.

Behind them, those Han sergeants fought hard, seized the city gate, sacrificed their lives for the killing, and with the idea of ​​perishing together, the fearless Han army fought with one life for another.

You slash me, I stab you, you shoot me an arrow, I hit your partner with a hammer!

Knife!

gun!

sword!

hand!

mouth!

At the last moment of the battle, the sergeants were covered in scars and blood, but they still hugged Karasuma tightly, biting each other's calf with their teeth, and crawled towards the moat step by step!

die?

Die together too!

The heroic tragedy aroused the sacred mission in everyone's heart.

soldier!

die on the battlefield!

Die well!

Shouting impassioned words, the soldiers fell to the ground one after another.

quickly!

All the Karasuma people guarding the gate fell in a pool of blood, and the Han army was miserable and unable to get up.

The strange scene touched everyone's hearts, Zhao Yun listened intently to the joy of the rest of the descendants' lives after the catastrophe, but he remained steadfast!

One after the other!

Two worlds!

The shield soldiers blocked the iron formation and divided the suspension bridge into two sections.

In front of him, Zhao Yun was out alone, single-handedly overlording the crowd of thieves, thousands of Karasuma cavalry did not dare to touch his edge.

Behind them, more than a thousand infantrymen of the Han army launched a suicide attack on the Karasuma people defending the city.

City gate!

In the end, it returned to the hands of the Han people!Seeing that the situation was over, Wu Yan hurriedly rushed back to King Hanlu's mansion.

Zhao Yun naturally knew that the current Wu Yan must be cleaning up his things and then fleeing.

but……

Even if he wanted to, he was powerless. The Karasuma cavalry in front of him was what he should do!Once these people are bewitched by that old thing on the top of the city, they rush to the city gate!

So……

No one can guarantee that the victory will belong to whom!At this time, it is the courage of the general!

exactly!

Changshan Zhao Zilong is full of guts!How could he pay attention to a few thousand Karasuma cavalry!

Emboldened!

It was his cold-blooded and ruthless appearance that made the thieves afraid to go forward, for fear of being slaughtered by this white-robed general!

"drop!"

"drop!"

"drop!"

There was another burst of wild shouts behind him, and soon the two armies merged into one, constantly compressing the space for the Karasuma cavalry to move.

"wind!"

"Roar!"

"Gale!"

Liu Bei led the army to chase after him. Looking at the scene where the situation was settled, a smile appeared on his cold face.