Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

"I think, I'm afraid today is not the succession?" Dong Zhuo's voice sank, and he raised a hand.

"Axeman!"

The officials in front of the palace didn't even figure out what was going on, they only heard the sound of unsheathing the blades in unison, and countless sharp blades appeared in an instant, reflecting cold light in the sun.

The crowd panicked, but they didn't dare to move. At this time, the palace was surrounded by soldiers from Xiliang.

Chapter 372: With passion

Dong Zhuo took one last look at Lu Bu and waved his hand: "Kill this man first!"

"Kill!!!" The sound of killing erupted in the golden palace, with the blade held high, countless people surrounded the general who was riding on the red horse in the middle.

"Huh!" Lu Bu swung his halberd, and the three guards behind him each took out their own weapons.

One of them grabbed the long sword in his waist and drew it out.

A sword chant resounded, and Baimian's personal guard shouted: "Where is the trap!"

"exist!"

The palace guards who were guarding both sides of the palace took a sudden step forward, their numbers were less than one-tenth of the Xiliang army's, but their aura was no less impressive.

A fierce aura emanated from the body of the palace guards, with some blood, their footsteps sounded like a sound, and their hands were placed on the hilt of their waist at the same time.

"Crack!"

Half of the long sword was pulled out, and it showed people densely.

"In front of the Palace of the Son of Heaven, if you dare to take a step further, you will be killed without mercy!"

Shouting in unison, several of the officials were so frightened that they lay on the ground, their buttocks trembling, a little wet.

These individuals are not guards in front of the palace at all, but have been replaced by elites under Lu Bu's tent, trapped in the camp.

Naturally, it was impossible for the Xiliang army to be scared away by this yell. They were all killed from the battlefield. How could they be afraid of a confrontation between the two armies.

He rushed forward without stopping.On the army's side, seeing that the Xiliang army didn't stop and stopped talking, they lowered their heads.

"Zheng!" The whole long sword was drawn out of its sheath, and the air in front of the palace became cold.

The two teams of soldiers took a few steps forward together, and it is unknown who made the first call.

"The will to fall into battle!"

Then a violent voice echoed: "There is death, but there is no life!"

The two teams gathered into one team, holding their long swords high, and their eyes were red.Without stopping, he rushed up and charged towards the Xiliang army.

The Xiliang army was only a bit late, but only one tenth of them rushed towards them, but they didn't see the slightest sign of retreating in the formation.It seems that among those people, there is really a kind of ambition of life and death.

The soldier named Zhanzhen was wearing black armor, and stretched out his hand to pull down a piece of armor on the helmet to cover his face.It is a face like a beast.

Falling into the camp is a name from ancient times, and it is rumored that it first appeared in the pre-Qin period.It is an invincible army. The soldiers disregard life and death. They can break through thousands of people in formations of hundreds of people. They are often trapped in the enemy's formation and rush to kill.

This army assisted Wang Fang, from the pre-Qin period to the Qin Dynasty until the death of Qin Dynasty, during the siege of Xianyang.

Thousands of people meet hundreds of thousands of enemies, leaving a sentence, although tens of thousands of people will go, the whole army is dead.

This is called the ambition of falling into the battle to leave a name through the ages, known as the most loyal and courageous army.

Even in the Han Dynasty, an army was built to guard the palace, and it is the highest honor for an army to be called a trap, which means that the army is loyal and brave.

In the Miscellaneous Notes, the earliest general who fell into the battle wore a mourning white robe, after Baiqi, because he was the commander of the imperial army, he did not remember to leave his name, so he was called Baixiao in ancient times.Afterwards, none of the generals who fell into the battle wore white robes, and the generals who fell into the battle wore white robes. Later, people only called themselves army commanders.

Trapped camp.

Dong Zhuo was sitting on the carriage with some contempt in his eyes. He knew that Lv Bu had an army under his command.It really didn't occur to him to be placed here, but so what can so few people do, is it possible that a hundred people can break a thousand people?

No one has ever seen the trap in the pre-Qin period, but what is left of the trap after that is only a name and an ambition to fall into the battle.

"Fengxian, why are you drawing your saber at each other like this?" Dong Zhuo's face was gloomy, and he sneered and called out to Lu Bu who was driving not far away.

Fang Tianji slashed at a Xiliang soldier, and the iron armor on him was useless, it was split open.

Blood splashed and landed on the armor of the man holding the halberd. Lu Bu casually shook off the man hanging on the halberd and looked at Dong Zhuo.

Standing in the midst of the chaotic army, his eyes sank, and he said word by word: "I am ordered to seek the thief!"

There were only a few hundred steps before the main hall, and the two armies faced each other, and they rushed together in just a few breaths.

The faces of the officials were pale, many of them had no idea that such a thing would happen today, and at this moment they only felt that their lives were at an end.

There are only these people on guard. When Dong Zhuo kills Lu Bu, even the emperor will be in danger, let alone them.

But what happened afterwards was completely different from what they had imagined.

In front of the Xiliang soldiers who were less than eleven trapped in the camp, they rushed into the chaotic formation with their swords in hand, hardly stopping for a moment.

The Xiliang army did not hesitate to attack. What happened was beyond their common sense.

The black armored soldier didn't dodge or dodge at all, allowing the Xiliang army's long sword to slash on him.The long sword on the thick black armor could only cut halfway through and got stuck inside.Before they could even react, the sword light that flashed before their eyes had already fallen.

Fighting desperately, as soon as he touched blood, it seemed that at the same time, countless blood flew up.Splashed on the face of the fierce beast.

Under the beast's face, black and white pupils raised up, and the steps under his feet could only advance but not retreat.The blood-stained blade was still reflecting the cold light, and the armor cracked.The blood qi dispersed in the formation in an instant, with a fishy smell.

It's not just a bugle call, it seems that the determination of life and death can really be seen on the body of this team.

Hundreds of years ago, a person's determination to surrender was reappeared in front of the world in their bodies.

With just one contact, the Xiliang army, which was superior in numbers, stopped and took half a step back. The rows of people in front of the hall were all chopped down to the ground.

The corpse lying on the ground was silent, and the blood flowed out and stained the steps in front of the temple, and flowed across the stone slabs, dripping drop by drop.

Dong Zhuo sat on the carriage frame with his eyes wide open, holding the shaft of the carriage with his hands, probably because of too much force, the wood made creaking noises.

Lu Bu looked behind him left and right, and finally looked at Dong Zhuo again, and opened Fang Tianji horizontally.The general on the red horse stared blankly.

"Fall in battle!" The reins trembled tensely, the red horse neighed, and raised its front hooves: "Let's order to hunt for thieves!"

"Leader!"

The answer under the beast's face was dull, like a dull drum beating on the chest of the Xiliang army, and the unanimous footsteps were stepped out. I don't know how many times it was tempered, so that the army formation had almost no flaws.

Among the ministers, a man with a flushed face suddenly drew his sword from his waist, and stepped towards the chaotic army.

"what are you going to do!"