The Three Kingdoms

"withdraw!"

Ma Chao also woke up, turned around and went out.

Amidst his yelling, torches suddenly fell from the sky, as if flaming meteors fell on the camp, the haystack, the ground, and the entire valley ignited by sparks.

Boom boom boom boom......

The Thunderbolt buried under the ground was detonated, and the sound of explosions shot up to the sky. The ground shook and the mountains shook in a radius of ten miles, and the entire valley suddenly became a land of flames.

"Help!"

"General, save me!"

"What the hell is this!"

"my leg!"

"Demons, Wu Jun is all demons, help!"

The generals and soldiers of the Wei army wailed all over the field in an instant, their lives were withering, and the wailing sounds seemed to beg for mercy from the heavens.

"Bang Tianlei, the sky can blast a hole, it is indeed a unparalleled magic weapon in the world, now it is only a thousand, if it attacks ten times, no one in Hulukou can expect to come out alive tonight! "

To the southeast of the gourd mouth, on a hill in the distance, Zhuge Liang looked at the scene with a telescope, and his heart trembled a little: "This commander finally understands why your Majesty has such a magical weapon, but you want to hide it. Rather It is used in the Western Expedition, and it is not necessary to use it in the Central Plains War. If you are not careful, you will not die one or two, but one by one!"

in the valley.

"General, be careful!" Ma Dai rushed forward, using his body to block a bombardment of thunder for Ma Chao.

"Ma Dai!!!"

Ma Chao got up from the ground, staring at this scene, his eyes split open, this scene hit his nerves, he shouted angrily, but the sound waves were not comparable to the bombing in the valley.

The whole valley has been turned into a hellish sea of ​​flames, and the soldiers and horses of the Wei army are in vain chaos, fighting on their own, struggling in the sea of ​​flames, and surviving the bombing...

"One mistake, the whole game is lost!"

Sima Yi was knocked off his horse, his head was bleeding, and with his hair disheveled, he watched the sea of ​​flames burning and the soldiers howling. His heart was ashamed, and he was not afraid of death: "I, Sima Yi, lost!"

At this moment, he didn't want to rush out, or he already knew in his heart that even if he rushed out of the valley, it would be a dead end.

If you lose, you lose, and he can bear it.

The fire on the ground, sparks followed the tung oil on the ground, and inadvertently ignited his robe. He was very calm and did not struggle to extinguish it, but calmly faced death, and then bit by bit, he died in the fire. Among the flames.

Sima Yi died in battle!

He had no luck in history, and there was no heavy rain falling on the sky tonight, so he finally died in the upper valley of fate (Hulukou).

However, Ma Chao was not reconciled, he was still struggling.

"Boys, come closer to me and fight out with me!"

Ma Chao rode his horse and flew into the sea of ​​flames, gathering one and one remnant soldiers, he tried to rush out of the encirclement of flames, and forced his way out of the valley from the exit of the valley.

"Kill it out!"

"Kill it out!"

Many surviving soldiers of the Wei army found the backbone and began to gather together, forming a force, breaking through the sea of ​​flames and trying to get out.

"Can Wei Jun rush out?"

On the hill in the distance, Xu Shu asked cautiously.

"God has the virtue of being good at life. After all, we haven't killed them all. There are only [-] thunderbolts. If there are [-], none of them will survive. Now, they should be able to rush out part of them, but even if they do, they will not be able to survive." Useless!"

Zhuge Liang felt relieved, and said calmly and confidently: "The main force of this battle has been eliminated. Even if they survived to kill a bloody road, they will be surrounded by the gossip army array I arranged, the second army, the third army, and the fifth army. The encirclement has already been shrunk, and now they have nowhere to go, either surrender or die in battle!"

"What if Ma Chao rushed out?" Xu Shu said.

"I don't want him to die inside either. His only chance to survive is if he can get out!"

Zhuge Liang said indifferently.

"Even if he fights out, with his stubborn nature, he will fight to the end!"

"Not always!"

A sly gleam flashed in Zhuge Liang's eyes: "I have a trump card, if I can surrender, he must be the number one fighter in my third war zone!"

He wanted to recruit Ma Chao.

……

The east is whitish, and a round of red sun is slowly rising, and the rays of the rising sun tear through the darkness and reflect the earth.

The flames at the mouth of the gourd were still burning, and even in the daytime, the flames broke through the top of the valley and reflected the sky, but Ma Chao did not die in the flames, and the remnants he led came out fiercely from the sea of ​​flames.

Of course, he paid an incomparably heavy price. With less than one-third of the remnant soldiers, relying on his incomparably powerful aura, he fought out of the sea of ​​flames in embarrassment.

Nine out of ten of the generals under his command died in battle. Except for Cao Zhang, only Zhang Heng was left among the eight generals. Even Ma Dai was smashed to pieces by a thunderbolt in order to protect him.

And his steed was burned to death by the flames.

But when they led the remnants out of the valley, they were in despair.

Wei Jun has surrounded them all.

"Heaven cuts me too!"

Ma Chao held a golden gun with a tiger's head in his hand, gasping for air, raised his head slightly, looked at the soldiers of the Wu army who had already lined up around him, and felt bitter in his heart.

Even if you fight your way out of the sea of ​​flames, you won't be able to escape after all. If you lose, you lose.

The three armies of the Wu army formed three orientations, north, east, and west, and surrounded the mouth of the valley, making it impossible to get through.

Among the camp of the Wu army, the main general Zhuge Liang rode out slowly. He was bathed in the sun, full of energy and high spirits. He drew out the sword at his waist and shouted: "A certain Zhuge Liang, the general of the Wu army, Ma Chao! , are you surrendering or fighting?"

"So what about surrender, what about war?"

Ma Chao raised his head, held the golden gun tightly with both hands, shouted and let out a long cry.

"Surrender to live, fight to die!"

Zhuge Liang's voice was cold and ruthless, like the judgment of God, which could not be refuted.

"Hahaha!" Ma Chao raised his golden gun high and screamed to the sky: "I, Ma Chao, am not a person who covets life and fears death. If I want to fight, I will fight. Why should I be afraid of you!"