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"Hoo! Hoo!"

Zhao Yun took the opportunity to breathe heavily and tried his best to recover his strength.

"Not good!" The Yellow Turban leader shouted: "Hurry up! Don't give that kid a chance to rest!"

"Otherwise, our round-robin battle will be over!"

"All of you charge hard!"

"Don't delay!"

Under his command, the Yellow Turban soldiers reacted from their daze and rushed forward again.

The war of attrition continued, and the endless attacks consumed Zhao Yun's strength, which had just recovered a little.

The vision gradually became blurred, and even the gun in his hand was a little difficult to hold.

But he still insisted.

No matter what, he didn't want these Yellow Turban soldiers to pass by him and enter the village to harm the villagers.

The Yellow Turban soldiers found that the boy's weakness did not seem to be fake, and their attacks became more fierce.

The gun in Zhao Yun's hand was getting slower and slower.

It was almost falling to the same level as ordinary people.

"Hey!!"

A stronger Yellow Turban soldier slashed the sword in his hand fiercely.

Zhao Yun's spear, which he had just thrust out, quickly returned to defend.

Crack!

After the rounds of fighting, the wooden spear shaft could no longer hold on and broke into two halves.

Zhao Yun had no choice but to use the two pieces of the stick in his hand to resist the attack of the Yellow Turban soldier.

"Hahaha!" The Yellow Turban leader laughed up to the sky: "Little guys, charge!"

"Cut the tendons of that kid's hands and feet."

"Be careful, don't kill him."

"I want him to watch us destroy the entire village."

"Let him see what spring play is!"

"Roar!" The morale of the Yellow Turban soldiers was greatly shaken.

They rushed forward one after another.

The courage that was just frightened by the boy now returned completely, even higher than before.

If you can defeat the boy first, you can brag about it in the future.

As his strength gradually faded, Zhao Yun felt despair.

He risked everything, but it was not as good as the chaos in this world.

Why is it like this...

In the gradually blurred vision, a yellow turban soldier came forward with a knife.

The other party's excited eyes widened, and the rampant smile, in his eyes, were as slow as a snail.

The magical scene made Zhao Yun fascinated.

He was powerless to save the situation, closed his eyes, and welcomed the arrival of death.

Puff!

The sound of the weapon piercing the body surrounded his ears.

However, he did not feel any pain.

Zhao Yun thought, when the strength is exhausted, can't even feel the pain?

At least, dying like this may be a little better.

"What's going on?!" The corner of the yellow turban leader's eye twitched.

Two long spears fell from the sky and stabbed deeply in front of the village gate.

The yellow turban soldiers who were waving their weapons were strung together like candied haws on the spot.

The tragic scene made all the Yellow Turban soldiers stand there in a daze.

They looked back and saw that cavalry had appeared in the wilderness at some point.

"Hey!!!"

A rough roar exploded in the space like thunder.

All the Yellow Turban soldiers' heads were buzzing and their bodies were stiff in place.

The Yellow Turban leader who had just looked back was not much better.

In the huge sound, the body could not move.

"Assault!"

Liu Yu pointed forward with the Heavenly Destiny Battle Halberd in his hand and roared.

Two hundred cavalrymen galloped and rushed towards the entrance of the village.

The Yellow Turban leader, who came back to his senses from the dizziness, suddenly found a sharp halberd in his field of vision.

Accompanied by a young man on a white horse, he passed by him.

Then, his field of vision rolled violently, and no matter how he controlled it, it had no effect, and finally fell into darkness.

[Enthusiasm activated, accumulated one layer, providing 10 points of force]

[Instant force 90 points]

Liu Yu drove his horse and led the charge.

He rushed into the Yellow Turban soldiers at high speed.

He waved the Destiny Halberd in his hand repeatedly, and in a short time, his enthusiasm accumulated to five layers.

[Full enthusiasm, providing 50 points of force]

[Instant force 130 points]

"Die!"

The Destiny Halberd swept out, like cutting wheat, sweeping down a group of Yellow Turban soldiers.

"Good halberd!" Zhang Fei just retracted the Zhangba Snake Spear that he had stabbed out, and saw a scene that surprised him.

"I don't know how to describe the force of the manor owner."

"When he is powerful, he is much more powerful than me, Old Zhang."

"People who don't know will definitely be deceived by the manor owner's scholarly appearance."

"I can't believe that the manor owner is such a fierce general!"

The cavalry, led by Liu Yu and Zhang Fei, started killing.

"Kill them all, leave no one alive!"

Liu Yu shouted and issued the order.

The Yellow Turbans who attacked the village were definitely notWhat good people.

Most of them are criminals who followed the Yellow Turbans to make trouble and took the opportunity to do bad things.

Such people have no value.

If they are used as serfs, they will spoil the atmosphere in the village.

They must die.

"Heavenly soldiers are coming down to earth!" I don't know which Yellow Turban shouted and turned and ran.

The Yellow Turban soldiers collapsed instantly.

Just under the charge of Liu Yu's cavalry, more than 300 bodies were left.

Such a huge casualties made the Yellow Turban soldiers extremely frightened.

Dispersed in different directions, the Yellow Turbans fled fiercely.

Used all their strength, fearing that they could not run fast enough.

Those cavalrymen were as powerful as the ghosts in the underworld.

Especially the young man who didn't look fierce at all, but was more courageous than the terrifying black man when he started fighting.

The Yellow Turban soldiers didn't even have the courage to look at him.

"Groups of five, spread out, chase down the Yellow Turbans!" Liu Yu ordered loudly.

"Never let any of them go!"

"If these bastards escape from here, they will go to other places to cause trouble."

"We must not let them go!"

"Yes!" The Iron Village cavalry responded loudly and instantly divided into many groups.

Turn the horses' heads and change the direction to chase.

The whole wilderness was full of groups of cavalry, hacking and killing the scattered fleeing Yellow Turban soldiers.

The screams echoed in the wilderness, rendering a tragic scene.

Zhao Yun opened his eyes with force, "I... am not dead?"

He knelt on one knee on the ground, and in his blurred vision, he saw a man riding a white horse.

The iron halberd in his hand flew, hacking down a group of Yellow Turban soldiers.

He was so brave that he was like a god descending from heaven.

He locked his eyes on the other person and could never move away.

That force was the realm he had been striving for, but had never reached.

He got off his horse and the man came towards him.

He stretched out his hand to him, and a questioning voice like the warm afternoon sun rang in his ears.

"Are you okay?"

Pah!

Zhao Yun, who could no longer hold on, fell to the ground with his eyes black.

"This young man can really hold on." Zhang Fei exclaimed while getting off his horse, carrying his spear.

Liu Yu squatted down and probed into the young man's nose, "He is still breathing."

"He is just exhausted."

"Yide, take people into the village, cook some dried seafood, and give him some salt water."

"Let him recover his strength, and he will wake up."