The World of Yellow Sky

Although the bandit beside him felt a little inexplicable, since Huang San spoke, he still carried out Huang San's order.

The bandits on the mountain road are slowly retreating down the mountain.

Huang San blew the horn in his hand.

The more than [-] famous bandits who stayed at the foot of the mountain were still laughing and laughing loudly, but when they heard the sound of the horn, they all restrained their smiles.

The sound of the horn represented an accident in the attacking village, and it was a signal from the third master to them.

Gong Du, who was hiding in the dense forest in the distance, also heard the sound of the horn.

Through the dense forest, Gongdu saw that the lazy bandits at the foot of the mountain all stood up and gathered into groups.

"It seems that these bandits have been defeated."

A smile appeared on Gong Du's face. The horn sounded very low. He knew that it wasn't the signal given by Xu An, but it should have been the signal of a bandit.

The bandits who heard the horn sound were obviously alert.

He turned his head to look at the group of armored soldiers lying on the forest floor, raised his right hand high, and then slowly waved forward.

The armored soldiers behind him also stood up with Gong Du, and they slowly pulled out the ring-headed sword that was straddling their waists.

The sharp ring-head knife was pulled out of its scabbard, and more than a hundred soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army walked slowly from the dense forest to the foot of Lutai Mountain, startling a few beasts in the forest.

The bandits at the foot of the mountain also noticed something strange in the forest. A man with a scar on his face quickly pulled out the machete at his waist.

"The situation is not right, let the brothers cheer up!"

The surrounding bandits also leaned against each other and took out their weapons.

"Move forward, the third master is going to come down, don't be intercepted to retreat!"

There was a little commotion in the team, but the Scarfaced man should have some prestige on weekdays. The disturbance soon subsided. Under the command of Scarface, these bandits began to approach the road.

"Ugh-"

A loud horn sounded from the top of the mountain.

This time, it is no longer a subtle horn sound, but dozens of horns are intertwined and continuous.

At this time, Gong Du had come to the edge of the forest with the yellow angels in full armor.

The bandits at the foot of the mountain have also seen the yellow-robed crowd hidden in the shadows in the forest.

Gong Du slammed the black armor on his chest with his left hand, let out a roar, and strode out of the woods with a long-handled axe instead.

"Wan Sheng!!!"

"Wan Sheng!!!"

"Wan Sheng!!!"

More than a hundred soldiers behind him shouted Wan Sheng in unison, slammed the iron armor on their chests violently, and rushed out of the shadows with them, Shu Shuai Gong Du.

Under the sunlight, the dark armor on their bodies seemed to glow dimly.

"Han Army!"

The more than [-] soldiers who suddenly emerged from the jungle made the bandits at the foot of the mountain panic.

Those old bandits and elite bandits were all brought up the mountain by Huang San, and attacking Lutai Mountain was a fat mess.

After all, there are only hundreds of ordinary mountain people on the top of the mountain, and a bunch of unarmed women and children. The details of the three families have been thoroughly understood long ago.

Being left at the foot of the mountain is just a chore. These people are not Huang San's direct line troops, they are basically people who are not welcome in the village.

All the hard chores are left to these people, cannon fodder, after the break, the villagers and the like, it is not their turn to eat meat and drink soup.

"Don't be afraid, there are only a few dozen of them, and the third master will come down soon!"

The man with the scarred face shouted loudly, trying to calm down the flustered bandits, but in the face of hundreds of heavily armored warriors, these ordinary bandits couldn't calm down at all, and they instinctively shrank up the mountain.

The distance of dozens of steps came in an instant, and the scarred-faced man who shouted loudly to stabilize the bandits was slashed by Gong Du on the scar on his face and fell to the ground on the spot.

Hundreds of yellow angels rushed into the bandits like wolves entering a flock, their broken arms fell to the ground, and blood spurted out like arrows.

The resistance of a few brave thieves did not set off a wave of waves. In the eyes of the bandits, these warriors in heavy armor were like life-threatening impermanence.

The bandits at the foot of the mountain were quickly driven to the mountain road, and the bandits who were originally stationed on the mountain road also saw the heavy armored warriors who had blocked the foot of the mountain.

The bandits who were blocked on their way became louder and louder, the retreat was blocked, and they were trapped on the mountain road, which was almost a dead end, but they did not have the courage to attack the army formation below the mountain.

Huang San was riding on the pony. First, he heard the sound of horns in Lutai Village, and then heard the noise coming from the mountain road. His face suddenly became ugly.

The team left behind at the foot of the mountain might have had an accident, but even Huang San didn't know what happened now. The young and strong of the three families in Lutai Mountain only counted three to four hundred people, so how could they divide the troops.

What's more, how could these mountain people defeat the bandits under him?

There are no other forces around this Lutai Mountain to assist them. Could it be a heavenly soldier falling from the sky?

Chapter 43 Captured Alive

As soon as he turned around the mountain road, Huang San, who was riding on a pony, saw the heavily armored warriors standing guard at the foot of the mountain in an army formation. He was so shocked that his three souls were shaking, and his seven souls were lingering.

Blocking the foot of the mountain turned out to be the Han army!

A small bandit leader in leather armor squeezed out of the crowd, and ran to Huang San's horse with a rolling scrambling.

"The third master, the foot of the mountain is occupied by officers and soldiers, how can this be good!?"

Huang San leaned down from the pony, grabbed his collar, and lifted him up.

"Where is the knife scar? Don't you let him guard the foot of the mountain, the brothers at the foot of the mountain can't stop it, you fucking stay on the mountain road and don't know how to help!"

The little leader was frightened and trembling, and tremblingly defended.

"Knife Scar is dead, and the officers and soldiers rushed the brothers at the foot of the mountain away in one face. It's too late to ask for help, Scar and the others..."

"Then what use do I want you for! Waste!"

A stern look flashed in Huang San's eyes, the snow-white sword light flashed, the head of the little leader was thrown to the ground heavily, a blood arrow spurted out from the neck, and the headless body fell to the ground, splashing. The blood that came out dyed the robes of everyone around them blood-colored.

Huang San wiped off the blood on the blade in his hand with his robe, and looked around at the people on the mountain road with a pair of upside-down triangular eyes, and no one on the mountain road dared to look directly into his eyes.

"Push the logs from the outpost and the rocks on the mountain road to me!"

Huang San used to be very powerful in the cottage. Due to the fear of Huang San, the thieves on the mountain road could only suppress their inner fear and obey Huang San's orders to find rocks and logs.

In a short time, the bandits collected some rough wood and rocks from the mountain road, but there were no large rocks on the mountain road, and the largest rock was only the size of a wooden barrel that had just reached the knee.

There were some rough logs at the outpost, but more of them had been pushed into the abyss by the bandits who went up the mountain.

"Wan Sheng!"

The sound on the top of the mountain grew louder and louder, and the horn continued to ring.

"Children, there are officers and soldiers on the mountain and down the mountain, if you want to survive, just rush with me!"

Huang San blushed, riding a pony and loudly agitating the bandits beside him.

The rocks and thick wood were pushed down by the bandits, some rolled on the mountain road, and were rolled into the abyss by the terrain, but most of them still rolled along the mountain road to the foot of the mountain.

Rocks and logs rolled down the mountain road, heading straight for the Yellow Turban formation at the foot of the mountain.

"Raise your shield!!!"

Gong Du stood at the forefront of the military formation with a golden sword.

The yellow turban soldiers behind them sang their promises in unison, raised the tower shield high, and layered it on top of each other like tortoise shells.

Among the falling rocks and rough wood, a rock about the size of a wooden barrel was reflected in Gong Du's eyes.

The rest of the falling stone and wood would at most have a certain impact on the formation of the Yellow Turbans, but this stone might directly bleed the lungs of the soldiers on top of the shield.

"drink!"

Gong Du rushed forward with a vigorous stride, holding the long-handled battle axe in his mouth and shouting violently, his arms violently slashed from left to right.

The back of the long-handled battle axe slammed hard on the rock, and the huge force shook the rock as it descended.

The rock slanted down and fell under the low slope at a distance of one meter from the shield formation.

The rest of the stone and wood fell on the shield formation, causing only a slight impact on the Yellow Turban sergeants in the shield formation.

The bandits who rushed down the mountain road following the rocks and the log were all frightened by Gong Du, who showed his great power.

Huang San, who was riding on a pony and surrounded by the crowd, successfully entered Gong Du's field of vision. Gong Du strode forward and met the bandits who were still stunned on the mountain road.

Several thieves who stood at the forefront took the lead in reacting. They were the most elite direct descendants of Huang San.

A little boss screamed and charged at Gong Du with his long knife raised.

The bandit leader standing in front of him fell directly to the ground, and the long knife in his hand was directly split into two pieces by the long axe in Gong Du's hand.

Several more fierce bandits jumped out from the crowd, all kinds of weapons in their hands greeted Gong Du together.

Gong Du strode forward and his body directly collided with the bandit in front of the general.

The thief was hit by Gong Du, his chest was like being hit by a heavy hammer, and he could hardly breathe.

The snow-white knife light flashed from his neck, and the sharp axe blade cut open the aorta on the side of his neck in just one stroke, and blood gushed out from the gap like a spring.

Then the long axe turned, and the two headless corpses on both sides fell to the ground with a bang.

The bandits around him finally felt fear. Gong Du was like a tiger swooping into a flock of sheep. No one on the mountain road could stop him from moving forward.

Most of the thieves on the mountain road didn't even have the weapon to break Gong Du's armor.

Seeing Gong Du who was getting closer and closer to him, Huang San knew in his heart that sitting still would only be a dead end.

"Come!"

The short halberd in Huang Sanwu's hands, with a loud shout, slammed into the horse's belly. The pony took Huang San straight down, and all the bandits on both sides gave way.

If you kill this Han general, you might be able to take this opportunity to break out of the siege!

kill him! ! !

Huang San on the pony has a ferocious face, this man will block his way of life, even if he knows that the chances of winning are slim, he still wants to fight.

The distance between the two was less than ten steps, and the pony carrying Huang San had already rushed forward.

The distance was getting closer and closer, and Huang San could almost clearly see the facial features under the general's helmet.

"drink!!!"

Huang San shouted violently, as if he wanted to strengthen himself, and the short halberd in his hand swung directly at Gong Du who was standing on the mountain road.

Between the lightning and flint, Gong Du's short body narrowly avoided the blow of the short halberd, and the battle axe in his hand slashed directly at the pony's horse's leg.

The sharp axe directly cut off the pony's front legs, and Huang San, who was riding on the warhorse, lost his balance instantly.

Fortunately, although Huang San is not long on the grassland, his riding skills are also extraordinary. At the moment when the warhorse stumbled, he turned his body and did not directly carry it down the mountain road, but fell into the right side by force. among the crowd.

Huang San was smashed, and before he came back to his senses, he was stomped on his chest with a foot, and Huang San almost breathed out under the pressure.

The yellow turban soldiers at the foot of the mountain are also slowly stepping forward, step by step towards the panicked thieves on the mountain road.

"Kneeling and surrendering, avoid death!"

Gong Du stepped on Huang San's chest with one foot, holding the ring-headed sword glowing with cold light in one hand, and looked at the trembling bandits around him with contempt.

"Dang..."

"Dang..."

There was a sound of weapons landing, and the bandits on the mountain road hung their heads like defeated roosters, and their weapons were thrown to the ground.

Chapter 44 Survive

On the top of Lutai Mountain.

Holding the sharp ring-head knife in both hands, Liu Pi charged at the front of the queue, and the bandits in front of him fell like reaping wheat.

With a suit of armor weighing dozens of kilograms, Liu Pi slammed into the crowd fiercely, and the ring-headed sword in his hand burst out instantly in the crowd like a snow-white sledgehammer.

Amidst the shrill screams, the yellow turban soldiers behind Liu Pi poured out like a flood that broke the embankment, passing Liu Pi's figure and charging towards the bandits ahead.

More than [-] heavy armored sergeants stabbed into the hearts of the bandits like a sharp blade, and sentenced them to death directly.

"Wan Sheng!"

Xu An held up the Huan Shou Dao in his hand high, roared up to the sky, and the Huan Shou Dao in his hand slammed forward.