Long live the call of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 56 The Underdogs Must Win!
"Big guy!"

At the critical moment, Guan Hai and Zhou Cang were still loyal. Guan Hai rushed up, grabbed the sword of the person next to him, and slashed at the spear.

"clang!"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yun's spear had condensed all his energy and energy. At this moment, the spear thrown by Zhao Yun had reached a certain peak. The spear's power turned into a giant dragon, with teeth and claws. After being hit by Guan Hai's sword, his power remained unabated. Instead, he twisted his body in the air, accelerated instantly, and rushed towards Bo Cai.

"Ow!"

In the sky, the roar of the dragon was astonishing. The giant dragon transformed from the spear, with brilliance and unparalleled power, passed through Bo Cai's chest in his frightened eyes, directly penetrated, and then wrapped Bo Cai's body in his arms. Dozens of yellow turban wrestlers behind them rushed far in the air, carrying a huge shock wave. These people rushed out for a long time before falling to the ground, groaning continuously.

"boom!"

Bo Cairen was in the air, and after being hit by the giant dragon transformed by the gun light, he was directly vaporized, turning into a rain of light in the air, leaving no bones left!

Everyone was petrified.

"This!" Guan Hai held the sword in his hand, trembling and moaning.

"This Zhao Yun shot has such power!"

Zhou Cang was also dumbfounded, and many yellow turban fighters and yellow turban commanders present were dumbstruck.

Is this still human?
At this time, Zhao Yun was very imposing, and his whole body was shining with white brilliance. In this white brilliance, there was some power of moonlight mixed in, so that he would not be injured. After many arrows shot Zhao Yun, they did not cause any harm to him.

If a careful person observes carefully, they will find that these white brilliance are related to the moonlight goddess Soraka.

"You wait for the yellow scarf, why don't you come down sooner!"

Zhao Yun shouted loudly, pulled out the sword Liu Ye gave him, and rode on the tall horse, his voice rumbling.

He stared at the yellow turban warriors on the left and right with tiger eyes, and these yellow turban warriors avoided each other, not daring to look at him.

"Guan Hai, you actually killed the commander-in-chief!"

Huang Jin hadn't calmed down his excitement when a voice rang out.

Bo Liu's body was tattered, his face was covered with blood, he rushed over in a state of embarrassment, pointed at Guan Hai, and asked sharply.

He was the leader of the front line of the Yellow Turbans, commanding tens of thousands of people to attack Changshe City, but he did not expect that Dian Wei and Liu Ziliang were too fierce, and he retreated steadily after killing him, and the trebuchet camp was blocked by Pan Sen and Xin Zhao At this time, Galen led more than 10 heavy armored soldiers to fight around, taking in soldiers while killing. In such a short period of time, tens of thousands of soldiers had been received.

This efficiency is even more exaggerated than the People's Liberation Army's surrender of the Kuomintang troops in the Huaihai Campaign. On the one hand, it is because the Yellow Turbans are gone. He happily followed Galen, at least he voted for the Han army, and he could also go to the Dahan firm.

Bo Liu walked all the way, and was often blocked by the Yellow Turban soldiers. He was so embarrassed that he had to come to Bo Cai to discuss it. He didn't expect to see Guan Hai slashing at Zhao Yun's gun with his sword.

However, from the perspective of Bo Liu, Guan Hai's sword seemed to hit Zhao Yun's spear, and the angle was right on Bo Cai.

Seeing that Bo Cai directly turned into a burst of light and rain, with no bones left, Bo Liu almost vomited blood, feeling grief and indignation in his heart. Once the handsome Bo Cai died, he would have no backing in the future.

The only way to stand out is to recruit Bo Cai's diehards by relying on his identity as Bo Cai's younger brother.

"You Guan Hai, you actually did such a rebellious thing!" Bo Liu said loudly.

"Nonsense!" Guan Hai stood up and retorted.

"Just now, you deliberately slammed Zhao Yun's spear at the commander-in-chief with your sword, and how dare you argue!" Bo Liu cursed angrily with a sad and indignant expression and tears in his eyes.

"You, you, you!" Guan Hai was trembling with anger for having suffered this injustice for no reason.

"Don't behead Guan Hai for me, shoot this general, and avenge the commander!" Bo Liu yelled angrily.

"Brother, let's reverse!" Zhou Cang stood up and grabbed the swords of the soldiers around him first.

"It's my Zhou Cang's brother, let me kill this wave of slandering good people!" Zhou Cang yelled.

"Hey!" Guan Hai sighed helplessly, but he had no choice but to use the sword he had just snatched to kill the people next to him, because Zhou Cang, who followed Bo Cai's loyal faction, had turned his guns and followed Bo Liu. .

Needless to say, these people hated him at this moment.

Because in the eyes of outsiders, Guan Hai's sword just now seemed to miss the dragon transformed by the gun light, and then hit Bo Cai.

In fact, Guan Hai couldn't argue, how did he know that the spear thrown by Zhao Zilong could turn in the air?
It's really God who wants him to take charge of the rebellion, and the arrow is on the string, so he has to do it!
"Where are my Yellow Turbans, kill this general for me, and avenge the commander!" Bo Liu shouted loudly at this moment.

The yellow turban warriors on the left and right remembered that the person who beheaded Bocai was a Han general, and there was only one of them.

This person is exactly Zhao Yun.

"Kill me!" Bo Liu drew out his long sword and pointed it at Zhao Yun.

"Kill the Han general and avenge the commander in chief!" The Yellow Turban tribe shouted loudly in response.

These yellow turban warriors are the elite of the yellow turban. What does elite mean?It is the root of the Yellow Turbans, and the reason why these Yellow Turbans can grow to nearly 200 million in such a short period of time, apart from the corruption of the Han Dynasty, there is another big reason, that is, the Yellow Turbans and the Yellow Turbans mage.

In the Han Dynasty, the yellow turban fighters competed with the red-browed army of the late Western Han Dynasty. The red-browed army covered their eyebrows with pig blood and charged without fear of swords. It is said that they were invulnerable.

At this time, the Yellow Turban Warrior also had the same effect under the spell bonus of the Yellow Turban Mage.

With invulnerable soldiers, you have the capital to compete in the world. Coupled with the right time and place, it is not accidental that the Yellow Turban can achieve such power.

"Hey ah!"

Hundreds of yellow turban warriors, blessed by the yellow turban mage, suddenly burst out with exuberant energy and blood, and the whole body radiated red light. These hundreds of yellow turban warriors began to gather under the command of Bo Liu. So many people gathered together, that The power of qi and blood rushed straight to Xiaohan, like a group of bloodthirsty beasts.

This wave is the commander-in-chief of 20 people. The soldiers around him are naturally elite yellow turbans, and their combat effectiveness is no worse than that of the elite soldiers of the northern camp of the Han army. After the wrestlers assembled, there were thousands of yellow turban elites. They heard that the general had been shot dead by Zhao Yun, and they were furious. After the yellow turban mage chanted the mantra, almost instantly, a powerful aura burst out from these yellow turban wrestlers and yellow turban elites. The power of blood.

"Ding dong, Yellow Turban Qu Shuaibo was killed by Zhao Yun. The Yellow Turban Elites triggered the battlefield field (sorry soldiers must win). The loss of the coach made the Yellow Turban Elites burst out beyond ordinary people's potential. They are not afraid of life and death. The Yellow Turban Elites' combat power attributes are enhanced by 30.00%. !”

Liu Ye, who was gathering his soldiers and approaching the Yellow Turban camp step by step, suddenly heard a system notification sound in his mind.

"The mourning soldiers will win?" Liu Ye frowned.

"It's not good. The Yellow Turban Qu Shuaibo died, but it stimulated the unique field of the Yellow Turban Elites. This (the sad soldiers must win) stimulated 30.00% of the combat effectiveness of the Yellow Turban Elites. Doesn't that mean that a person originally only has 30.00 points? The combat effectiveness was stimulated by [-]%, which was almost ten points of combat effectiveness. At this time, it became forty points of combat effectiveness.

It doesn't seem terrible for a person to stimulate 30.00% of the combat power. The key is the invulnerable yellow turban wrestlers, thousands of yellow turban wrestlers, what kind of concept is inspired (the sad soldier must win)?
That also means that on Liu Ye's side, he has to face thousands of fierce beasts who are not afraid of death.

But at this time, the person facing thousands of beasts was Zhao Yun.

He alone faced thousands of Yellow Turban elites.

Although there are thousands of people, I will go!
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