A Weird Theater That Started In London
Chapter 283
"Those who escape will not be forgiven!"
The head of the team charged first, followed by the governor''s team. Immediately, the foot soldiers of the Han Army had no choice. Stimulated by the heavy reward, they shouted and climbed the ladder.
"Crossbow!"
"Look!"
Under the protection of the shield array, Shi Jue Zhang, who was in charge of the postponement, either opened the bowstring or buckled the hanging knife and fired locust like arrows.
At this moment, Wang Bin raised his head, raised the round shield with one hand and the wooden ladder with the other hand, and climbed up quickly. Without any accident, a stone weighing thousands of kilograms appeared in front of him, and the yellow scarf warrior who held it above his head gave a ferocious smile.
Frankly speaking, as he walked all the way, he watched his familiar brothers fall one by one. As the head of the team, Wang Bin had already been prepared in his heart and felt that there was nothing wrong with his death——
It''s better to be killed by rolling wood and boulders than to be hurt by gold juice. That thing is boiling fecal water. Although it won''t die immediately after pouring it on the body, the wound will continue to fester and the medicine stone is difficult to cure.
"Die, Han thief!"
With a roar, the boulder fell.
Then, a series of dull noises came out from the ladder.
Before the wounded soldier got up, several barrels of smoking gold juice appeared next to the wall pile again. Wang Bin, who was coughing up blood, turned pale for a moment.
The scream of hissing and cracking lungs resounded over the corner of the city.
"Worthy of being a yellow scarf thief, he used some tricks that were not on the table."
Lu Li pulled out the hatchet stuck on his back armour. His temples were twitching with pain. He was not hurt. In fact, when he died fighting with PEI yuanshao, he was almost cut in two, but this time it was different. The yellow scarf general poisoned his weapons.
The black and red blood stains extend from the shoulder blade to the left rib. Even if their healing ability is strong, it is still useless. It seems that there are small insects crawling and gnawing wantonly in the wound.
"Next work?" Han Siam stroked the back of the knife and stared at Lu Li: "who should count the thousands of brothers who died fighting for the yellow sky?"
Then he raised his knife and roared:
"Kill one thief and save millions of people in the world!"
"Kill!"
Before Lu Li answered, Han Siam ordered his old soldiers to come forward and besiege, but he looked coldly and waited for the last blow.
"Rumble..."
The sound of horse hoofs suddenly became louder, and the breath seemed to be killed by the yellow scarf cavalry.
"Protect the general."
Then, the arrows flew in the air, and more than 200 wolves rushed bravely with the flag under the protection of sharp men.
Two streams of iron collided and screamed everywhere. Flesh and blood flew everywhere. Lu Li held a long knife in one hand and killed several people with the help of the momentum of a black maned horse.
Seeing this, a yellow scarf warrior who could lift a tripod rushed over with red eyes. However, when he reined in his horse, Lu Li looked at him with a knife. Under the blessing of the war spirit, weapons and armor could not be blocked at all. In an instant, he cut dozens of people under his horse.
Unfortunately, these are just a drop in the bucket.
"Kill the thief and make great achievements!"
A group of old yellow scarf soldiers filled in bravely, shouting all kinds of slogans.
Up to now, Lu Li doesn''t know what the enemy will be thinking.
"Dead!" he shouted violently. He cut the noisy soldiers in front of him with a knife in his hand. Then he glanced at Han Siam.
Behind this guy, the iron cavalry surged ahead, and there were so many people that there was no end,
When he noticed that Lu Li was looking at himself, Han Siam showed a ferocious smile on his face, like a jackal hiding in the dark.
At the same time, there were fewer and fewer wolves riding around Lu Li, and only one empty horse followed him to kill in the chaos.
"Kill the thief!"
Just as he was regretting, a roar came from the front.
Slowly surrounded, he was scolded as a thief by thousands. Lu Li was very angry, turned his direction, raised his knife and waved forward, "kill with me!"
Without hesitation, a few sharp men rushed out one after another. Before long, there was a clash of troops and a cry of tragedy.
In the chaotic army, a banner with the word "Yang" is particularly eye-catching. Even Han Siam, who has been staring at Lu Li, can''t help but look distracted:
damn!
Isn''t Yang Feng transferred to stabilize the westernmost camp?
I saw a honest looking man standing in front of the flag with a knife in his hand. More than ten sharp men who went to block the road were killed. They were unstoppable!
"General, go!"
Then, more knights rushed to block it with human and horse bodies, regardless of life and death.
This is the yellow scarf General Yang Feng who was originally responsible for guarding the flanks. However, since the old soldiers came to support from the Chinese army camp in batches, Guo qushuai ordered him to close the defense line to stabilize the west side so as not to lose the city wall. Now why did he resist the order and kill him back?
"Hurry to inform the guru that the situation has changed. I''m afraid there''s something big wrong at the westernmost end of the flank."
In fact, there was no need for the soldiers to pass the military newspaper. Surrounded by the generals, Guo Tai, who was standing on the high platform to supervise the war, noticed the scene and his face suddenly changed——
But not because Yang Feng didn''t listen to the order, but Lu Li took advantage of Han Siam''s distraction, clamped the long knife under his arm, quickly felt two yellow amulets from behind the armour and stuffed them into his mouth!
The last inventory was painted by Zhang Jiao, a virtuous teacher. At the moment of swallowing, a warm current poured into all parts and bones.
Even if Lu Li didn''t stick it to the wound, he could still feel the rapid healing of the wound behind him, and unknown things were squeezed out one after another.
The guard who stayed behind and was responsible for taking care of the military flag saw more clearly. The yellowish light shrouded around the wound for a long time. The black scab broke and the granulation squirmed wildly. Although the wound was still ferocious, it was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"The thief gives the head!"
Where did Yang Feng take care of these, he rushed over with his knife. No one could stop him along the road. In a moment, he was straight in front of Lu Li.
[today, I''m determined to die. I''m willing to fight quickly for you, and I''ll win three. I''ll break the siege for you, cut the generals and mow the flag, so that you can know that heaven has killed me, and it''s not a crime of war]
In this situation, Lu Li suddenly thought of Xiang Yu, the overlord of the Western Chu Dynasty. Now, he is also surrounded by the army. There is a sound of fighting in all directions, and he doesn''t know where to run. After several times of resistance and resistance, there are few sharp men around him.
But the difference is that Lu Li didn''t attribute the reason to fate. He noticed that there was a thin array and ordered: "you don''t have to take care of me. Protect the military flag and break through from the southeast, where there are infantry."
As for self reproach, it''s useless to say it.
Almost at the same time, Han Siam rushed up with his horse. He didn''t talk about martial morality at all. He wanted to besiege Lu Li with General Yang Feng.
The battle of the tiger prison pass has not yet begun. Should I die here today?
Just then, the hoofs of horses on the west side were loud!
I saw the dust flying. The wolf rode Ruishi and looked up. A large piece of red light came straight, with a wind and sand stinging his cheek.
Reinforcements are coming?!