In addition to being touched, Cao Chi also watched the confrontation between the two more attentively. After all, he had to seize the opportunity and could not easily waste the two people's performance.
It was originally a calm sea, but out of nowhere, a strong wind blew across the battlefield, causing Lu Bu's armor to rustle.
Blocked the horse's charge with manpower?
He intended to ask Gao Zhi to "sharpen" his killing intent.
At the same time, Huangfusong collected the bodies of rebel soldiers, broke his promise, and killed tens of thousands of Yellow Turban prisoners in one fell swoop, and built a "Peking Temple" in the south of the city. city.
Of course I will return it, but whether I will tell Dong Trac or not at that time is difficult to say.
"Yes, Shinto." Seeing Gao Zhi's shocked and unacceptable expression, Lu Bu smiled bitterly, but he was not surprised.
People took advantage of the horse's aura, the horse helped others show their authority, the ring of knives clanged loudly, and with the help of the yellow-turbaned soldiers behind him, Bao Hu suddenly became domineering and aggressive.
Ha Hau Don contentedly pulled the reins, turned to look back at the army on foot, saw the soldiers under his command full of expressions and fighting spirit, and could not help but silently nod.
Eunuch Li Ying on the side thoughtfully cleaned up the mess for Liu Xie and prepared pens, ink, paper, and inkstones.
This moose can also be considered a spirit beast, but it is not a strong and aggressive spirit beast that can easily kill people.
Afterwards, Li Ying hurriedly left with Liu Xie's "National Restoration Plan".
He took a deep breath, and immediately, a ferocious ghost finally appeared from the violent chaotic aura behind him, at the same time, Lu Bu's entire body emitted a bright red golden light, and the The cloak behind him moved automatically without the wind. ., the whole person is like an angel descending to earth.
Of course, from another perspective, such a fierce battle was actually very beneficial for Cao Chi as he grew up.
But there was someone in the carriage, he had to pay attention.
Xiahou Dun stared into Zhang Liao's eyes, his pupils relaxed and contracted, as if stained with a layer of red blood, like the eyes of a wolf that had found its prey.
sharp sound rang out in the air, Luc Lang Ky was resisting the enemy in front, Luc Lang Ky was already physically tired, could not dodge in time, along with a choked groan, a few drops of blood. swinging in the air.
Here in the jagged Select Camp, in addition to having no lasting friends at all, every battle these people face must be divided quickly and carefully between life and death.
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't dare answer.
Obviously, Lu Bu is that type of person!
"What?" Cao Chi was bewildered.
He curled his lips and turned the horse's head.
"Furthermore, although the grass is troublesome, Ki Chau is rich, the Han Literature Society can still provide the remaining grass. Except for Tu Chau and Nhuan Nam's supply, we don't need to worry about the grass."
The boy with the arrow... I, Lu Bu, miss you!
The soul of their Yellow Turban Army has disappeared!
Ha ha ha, useless! This is the precious masterpiece of my Golden Turban Army! The so-called golden turban warrior is invincible, infinitely strong, has neither joy nor sadness, has no pain or wound. He is truly an instrument of murder!
At a certain moment, his waist exerted force and twisted violently. His body also turned directly into a white line, carrying a gust of wind, fiercely shooting towards the yellow turban warrior.