Yinhou of the Three Kingdoms

hmm~~

Zhou Cang was not an idiot, but he couldn't turn the corner for a while, watching Cao Cao's army slowly prepare the defensive position, he couldn't help but secretly scolded Cao thief for being treacherous.

"Hmph! Fighting General? You are not worthy!" Zhou Cang pushed back in one breath, Cao Cao's teeth itched in anger.

Since it doesn't make sense, kill it!

"kill!"

Cao Cao raised his head to the sky and howled, drew out his Yitian sword and rushed forward.

"Soldiers! When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins! Either he dies or I die! Kill~~"

Xia Houyuan turned the spear in his palm, knocked his legs, and the BMW under his crotch jumped three feet away like a psychic, and rushed in front of Cao Cao.

How could he let Cao Cao rush to the front!

"My lord, don't panic, Xia Houyuan is here too! Follow the yellow scarf thief!"

Xia Houyuan led two thousand cavalry in his headquarters to charge towards the yellow scarf bandits frantically.

Zhou Cang turned around to signal Zhang Yue to back off, and then slammed the horse's belly with his sword, killing it like crazy.

"Brothers, kill...kill~~"

One side of black armored cavalry, holding a long knife in hand, kept urging the horses under their crotch, while one side was bony and half-clothed yellow scarf thieves swarmed up.

Da da da……

The sound of hooves getting closer and closer.

kill kill kill...

The frantic shouts of killing became louder and louder.

……

close!

Closer!

Coax~~Boom~~

The huge impact was like two huge tides colliding heavily.

The yellow turban thieves bumped into the galloping horse with their flesh and blood, and they were knocked into the air with a loud bang. The cavalry couldn't control the strong impact force, fell off the horse, and was instantly submerged in the yellow turban thieves' body. in the tide.

"Kill~~Kill~~"

"Ah~~"

There were screams, pain, roars, and horses whimpering. For a moment, this place seemed to have turned into a purgatory on earth.

Xia Houyuan's cavalry stepped on their flying horses, stepped on the body of the yellow scarf thief, and forcibly stepped out a bloody path. With their long knives out of their sheaths, they took advantage of the huge impact of the horses and took away countless heads.

The yellow turban bandits held up all kinds of weapons and greeted the horses continuously. The countless crowd separated Xiahouyuan's cavalry and were instantly submerged in the crowd wave.

Xia Houyuan looked around, but saw that only a few cavalry followed, most of the cavalry were blocked behind, and the cavalry could not run, so what kind of cavalry were they.

"Brothers, kill back!"

Xia Houyuan's eyes were red, he turned his horse's head, and galloped away. An iron-headed gun was danced by him so tightly that he rushed from left to right, and every time the tip of the gun hit the ground, several lives were taken away. The more excited you are to kill.

"Go to hell!"

Zhou Cang looked at a mountain of corpses piled up beside Xia Houyuan, and couldn't help feeling cold. He poked his sword and was about to kill him, but he didn't expect Yiqi to strike first.

"Let's see I take the thief's head!"

With a loud shout, he went straight to Xiahouyuan.

"Report your name, and I will not kill the unknown!" The visitor yelled at Xia Houyuan crazily.

Xia Houyuan watched the six directions with his eyes and listened to all directions, and he had long noticed a general in the distance rushing towards him.

But seeing the man with a beard all over his face, and the centipede-like scar ruining his appearance, he said: "Scar thief, you don't deserve to know Grandpa's name!"

He crazy?Xia Houyuan is even crazier!That disdainful expression and vicious words deeply poked Zheng Hao's scar.

What he cares most about is his burly appearance, and he hates that someone calls him the scar thief!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh' his face's grim, raises the bamboo steel whip to hit the top of Xia Houyuan's head.

Xia Houyuan patted his horse forward, an iron-tipped gun leaped into the air, the two horses kicked off, and raised the iron gun to clamp the steel whip above his head.

"Oh!"

The huge force collided together, shaking Zheng Hao's arm sorely, and almost threw the weapon away.

The corners of Xia Houyuan's mouth rose slightly, and he hurriedly turned his head to look at Zheng Hao. He didn't expect that the other party had strength, but... he was still a waste!

Xia Houyuan instantly recovered that cold and arrogant expression, Zheng Hao's icy eyes just happened to hit him, his heart skipped a beat, the pain in his hands hadn't eased yet, Muran's eyes shrank, and then the pupils dilated, extremely terrified He stared at a mace and locked himself with an incomparably piercing atmosphere.

Xia Houyuan held the gun in his backhand, and when the opponent was in a daze, he stabbed at the opponent's back as soon as he returned the carbine. The tip of the gun was forked, like a wolf's fangs, and pierced fiercely at the opponent's back with the force of a thunderbolt.

"Boom!"

In an instant, a spiked gun pierced his heart, blood gushed out from his chest, a bit of pain turned into ice cold, Zheng Hao turned his head with difficulty and looked at the big black gun in disbelief.

"Okay... so fast!"

Holding the wolf tooth gun tightly, Zheng Hao put all his strength into his body, stared at Xia Houyuan expectantly, and said, "You...you..." The pain that has wiped out his heart has already made him speechless, but he will not rest in peace .

Xia Houyuan threw out a few words expressionlessly, he knew the other party's last intention.

"The one who killed you is Xia Houyuan!"

Although Zheng Hao is not the leader of the Yellow Turban Thieves, he is also one of the best generals under the leader Zhou Cang, one round!In just one round, he was cut off by the enemy general.

The yellow turban thief was frightened for a while, and the way he looked at Xia Houyuan had changed!

When the surrounding area was empty, Xia Houyuan raised the spiked spear with one hand, on which was hung the already dead Zheng Hao.

"Whoever stops me will die!"

Xia Houyuan was full of pride, like a devil from hell, blood donations scattered along the spikes all over the armor.

The main general is so invincible, and the others are also excited to kill the thieves. Cao Cao's army, which is at a disadvantage in numbers, has a faint upper hand.