The city is full of Yellow Turbans

Chapter 90
"you…"

Unexpectedly, the other party was so brave, and Pei Yuanshao was taken aback. As the saying goes, once an expert stretches out his hand, he will know if there is one.

"court death!"

A trace of disdain flashed at the corner of Huang Zhong's mouth, he chopped down the machete and swept across the waist, not giving Pei Yuanshao a chance to be stunned.

"Okay...ok...okay, for Shuai Qu, I, Pei Yuanshao, will fight with you today."

Pei Yuanshao, who had always been unwilling to admit defeat, immediately gritted his teeth, swung the mace again, and there was another loud noise. Pei Yuanshao, who had opened and closed his moves, made a ferocious move, and once again head-to-head, collided with the machete.

Sparks splashed in the air, and the sound was earth-shattering. Pei Yuanshao shook his wrist, and the mace was knocked out by the machete again. Pei Yuanshao gritted his teeth, gritted his teeth, refused to give an inch, and continued to fight.

Pei Yuanshao was originally an unknown pawn under Xu Feng's tent. He emerged in the first battle in the school field, became famous in the first battle, joined the elite Tiger Guard, followed Xu Feng, fought everywhere, and made a lot of military exploits. The school lieutenant who commanded a team of troops, Xu Feng held Pei Yuanshao in high regard, and Xu Feng didn't even blame him for letting Zhu Jun escape during the Battle of Songshan.

Pei Yuanshao always bears in his heart the kindness of such knowledge, even if the opponent is a fierce general, who is better than himself, for Xu Feng and for the Yellow Turban, Pei Yuanshao will fight to the end and never back down.

The two fought fiercely at one place, with swords flashing in the sky, cold light, iron rods dancing wildly, wind howling, two horses hovering, within ten rounds, Huang Zhong suddenly changed his move, dodged Pei Yuanshao's head blow, and swept with his backhand, As the horse rushed forward, the sword flashed, and a bloody sword in the air rose into the sky.

With his back to Pei Yuanshao, Huang Zhong didn't turn his head, but there was a hint of an invincible general on the battlefield at the corner of his mouth.

Jingle!

With a loud noise, the sixty-pound mace fell from Pei Yuanshao's hands to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Pei Yuanshao's war horse seemed to sense the master's breath, hissing and kicking restlessly.Even the pair of Tongling-like eyes had a hint of blood red.

"General! General!"

Seeing that Pei Yuanshao hadn't moved for a long time, the yellow turban soldiers rushing around were stunned for a moment, turned to look at their chief general, and shouted one after another.

On Pei Yuanshao's war horse, one arm was slowly raised, and the arm pointed obliquely at the sky, full of arrogance. , all focused on the arm on the horse.

"Yellow Turban...will win!"

This was the last time Pei Yuanshao spoke in this world. Following the deep voice, there was no more movement.

Looking at the tall and straight figure with his right arm raised high on the horse's back, the Yellow Turban soldiers suddenly shouted in unison, "The Yellow Turbans will win, the Yellow Turbans will win!"

"Brothers! To avenge the general, charge and kill."

Thousands of people shouted in unison, the momentum was astonishing, and the momentum was shocking. These yellow scarf soldiers did not panic at all because of the death of the main general. They shouted, roared, and brandished their spears and swords, desperately moving forward.

"what?"

Huang Zhong, who turned around, saw that Pei Yuanshao was still sitting on the horse and did not fall off the horse. Looking at Pei Yuanshao's raised arms and glaring look, he secretly praised him. Although this man is not strong in martial arts, his aura is astonishing.

Looking at those yellow turban soldiers who were desperately moving forward like wolves and tigers, Huang Zhong's eyes flashed a look of surprise, and he secretly praised in his heart, "What an amazing momentum, these people are several times stronger than those yellow turban soldiers in Wancheng, such elite soldiers , the commander of this army, Xu Feng, does not seem to have earned his reputation in vain."

"Boys! Follow me and lead the way for the general, so that the Yellow Turban Army can see that our Nanyang officers and soldiers are not fish to be slaughtered." Huang Zhong shouted loudly, urging his horse and sword to charge towards the Yellow Turban Army on the opposite side.

The big sword danced wildly with the wind, the bloodthirsty machete, dazzling and murderous, as the horses rushed forward, the yellow turban soldiers in front suddenly screamed continuously, even though the yellow turbans were fearless, but facing the shocking gap in strength, Everyone was still helpless for a while, and could only suffer from the knife.

"what!"

With a scream, a Yellow Turban soldier was split in half by Huang Zhong, but the Yellow Turban soldiers beside him were not affected at all, they raised their spears together and stabbed fiercely at Huang Zhong.

Pingsha Luoyan, Huang Zhong swept across the air with a big knife in his hand, there was a jingling sound, the spears of several yellow scarf soldiers were either knocked flying on the spot, or were chopped off by the big knife, some soldiers held the weapons tightly with both hands, Being swept up by Huang Zhong, he flew tens of meters in the air before falling heavily.

"court death!"

Seeing the Yellow Turban Army constantly rushing forward, one wave is not calm, another wave rises again, advancing one after another, brave and not afraid of death, Huang Zhong becomes more and more furious as he fights, and the more he kills, the more frightened he is. What kind of army is this, so brave and fearless? It's no wonder that Xu Feng marched forward triumphantly all the way, repeatedly playing triumphant songs, such a military front is indeed terrifying.

Although he had some appreciation for his opponent, Huang Zhong showed no mercy with the sword in his hand. A traitor was always a traitor. As a general under Liu Biao's account, Huang Zhong was obliged to eradicate the traitor for the court.

Huang Zhong was unstoppable, and started a frenzied killing of the Yellow Turban soldiers. In the blink of an eye, blood flowed into rivers on the ground, and corpses were strewn all over the ground. Gradually, more and more of the Yellow Turban Soldiers with their heads wrapped in yellow scarves were fearless and fearless. fell on the ground.

The fire in the purple bamboo forest was fierce, but on the other three sides, the Yellow Turban Army killed fiercely and happily. Difficult to avoid, either choked by the thick smoke, or burned by the fire, those who run slowly, those with weak legs and feet, are completely swallowed by the ruthless fire.

"Ah...it hurts to death."

"Help!"

"Don't go, give me a hand."

The flames were raging and the wind was fierce. One by one, their clothes were burned, or their buttocks were smoking. They kept running and shouting in a panic. They were trapped in the bamboo forest, trampling on each other, screaming, and fearing for their lives. When it was time to go up, the military order became a decoration.

Cao Cao couldn't help giving orders, but those officers and soldiers who were engulfed in fire, in order to survive, how could they care about any bullshit military orders.

"Don't panic, don't panic, General Huang Zhong has already cut the bloody road, soldiers, rush out from the west." Cao Cao kept shouting loudly.

"No, the situation in the west is not good."

Xu Feng led [-] private soldiers of the Guo Mansion, and when he heard the louder and louder shouts of killing from the officers and soldiers on the west side, he was startled, and hurriedly led the elite generals behind him to the west side.

Xu Feng and the others were extremely fast, and they rushed to the west side of the purple bamboo forest in a short time, but Xu Feng was shocked when he saw Pei Yuanshao with his right arm raised high on a familiar war horse in the distance. "Pei Yuanshao?"

(End of this chapter)