《The Three Kingdoms》Hussar
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"Death!"
Ma Yue's eyes were as angry as cracks, bending down from his horse, and the steel sword in his hand cut a cold arc in the air, rushing towards the neck of an officer.
The officer was not afraid and raised his sword with a tiger roar to meet him.
"Dang!"
The clear sound of iron and gold resounded through the clouds, the officer's long sword could not withstand such a violent impact was broken, Ma Yue's heavy steel sword is still fast, coldly swept from the officer's shoulder, hot blood splashed, the officer's head has been flying up in the air, although the head is different eyebrows but still fierce, deadly stare at Ma Yue will not let go.
"Uh ah ~ ~"
The sound of broken bones was clearly sent to his ears, and he knew that even if this official was left alive, it would be worse than death.
"Roar ah~~"
"Wala~~"
The hoarse howl came from the left and right sides at the same time, two cold lances like vipers straight to Ma Yue's left and right chests, the sharp tips of the lances were already close at hand! Those were two sturdy official soldiers, with extremely distorted expressions on their faces and crazy hot flames flashing in their eyes, no different from the devil, either you die or I die.
"Hoo!"
"Tally!"
Ma Yue threw his steel sword, and his hands came out like lightning and grabbed the tip of the spear, and with the wild impact of the mount, Ma Yue shouted and his arms were simultaneously powered forward, and the two soldiers who refused to let go of the spear had been picked up in the air, and the two bodies of a hundred pounds were like two crazy hammers that crashed backwards, and the following soldiers fell down in two pieces.
"Whinnying~~"
Ma Yue's crotch mount gave a sad neigh, and could not bear the huge pressure any longer, and fell forward hard, throwing Ma Yue out heavily. In the air, Ma Yue clearly saw the huge body of the war horse has been turned over, the three official soldiers heavily crushed underneath, and the sound of crisp bones cracking rang out ......
The cold wind whistled between the ears, and the cold spear blades confused Ma Yue's eyes.
A dozen icy spears had gathered into a dense forest of death, quietly waiting for Ma Yue to fall from the air and then stab him into a beehive! Ma Yue could even see the fierce expression on the face of each official soldier.
People in the air, there is no way to lend a hand, no way to dodge!
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Ma Yue clutched the two spears in his hands and put them together, now this was his only chance to live!
"Ow~"
Ma Yue howled, and the two spears together were thrown down hard, the tough spear shaft was bent into a bow, before the officer's spear hit Ma Yue, Ma Yue's spear had already thrown hard on the back of an officer.
With a muffled sound, the officer vomited blood and died on the spot, his cloth-armored back was already bloody and flesh.
With the force of the recoil, Ma Yue's huge body slid forward several steps in the air with difficulty, and fell on the cold snow with a poof, the cold muddy snow mercilessly poured into his mouth, there was a dazzling cold aura reflected in Ma Yue's eyes, and looked up in shock, the steel knife he had just thrown was coldly stuck in the snow, trembling in the wind.
Ma Yue rolled over and climbed up, and looked back in shock, and the bandits and the official army were fighting fiercely.
One straggler had two broken spears stuck in his abdomen, a cut of intestines flowing outside his body, still fighting to the death, his red eyes were burning with a beast-like light, a rival official soldier's heart and guts were chilled, the straggler's double swords merged and cut off his head like a pair of scissors.
The head of the official soldier was cut off, and the head of the straggler also drooped down like a frosted eggplant, and died of gas.
One officer's sword skill is pure, a knife sweeping the legs of a ruffian cut off, but the officer can not be excited, the ruffian has fiercely lunged, choking his throat, the officer was horrified, stabbing the ruffian's chest and abdomen with a knife frantically, suddenly the ruffian's chest and abdomen has been a blur, but still round and angry eyes, hands dead choke, there are crimson blood from his eyes sliding down, hideous as a ghost.
A sturdy official soldier rode a straggler on his hip, his hands strangled the straggler's throat, and was about to make it deadly, when several cold spears had mercilessly pierced his broad shoulders and back, and the official soldier's eyes glared, and a strand of crimson blood had slowly spilled out from the corner of his mouth.
The wind whistled, rolled up the sky of broken snow, coldly slapped Kuai Liang's face, Kuai Liang's heart is like this ice and snow, cold cold cold ......
Defeated! The official army is defeated! The official army was defeated! The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you are getting into. When did the Yellow Turban bandits become so tough?
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Ma Yue pressed the cold steel sword flat on Kuai Liang's shoulder, and looked back at the killing field, the battle fire had been extinguished, the eight hundred bandits had won!
Pei Yuan Shao wiped away the blood stains on his face and walked to Ma Yue with his long sword, Ma Yue smiled morosely and said in a deep voice: "Old Pei, we won!"
Pei Yuan Shao grinned, and his white teeth were stained with blood.
"We won!"
Ma Yue raised his arms and howled long.
"Win!"
Pei Yuan Shao abandoned his sword on the ground, his hands clenched into fists, and roared madly afterwards, even the veins on his neck bulged out because of the excessive force.
"Win!"
"Win!"
The bandits roared like a volcanic eruption, and their thunderous shouts echoed over the empty wilderness for a long time.
After this battle, the 800 stragglers would no longer be the original 800 stragglers. In the baptism of blood and fire, they had grown strong, not enough to compare with Zhu Jun's 100 battle elite soldiers, but compared with Qin Jie's Nanyang soldiers, they were already slightly better.
......
Ten miles east of Fuyang City, Zou Jing led 500 official troops to quietly ambush in the valley. Half a day ago, disguised fake "Qin Jie" has led 500 officers and soldiers into Fuyang City, Huang Zhong, Cai Mao, Wei and also each rate of 1,000 soldiers and horses respectively to the west, north and south of the three gates outside the ambush, but wait for the city fire, the four ambush troops out, will Fuyang surrounded by a waterfall.
However, half a day has passed, Fuyang city but calm as a pool of stagnant water, no movement.
"Cough cough cough ......"
The two soldiers have carried Qin Jie to Zou Jing, Qin Jie's weak body, in order to conceal the form and can not raise the fire for warmth, this has been frozen face blue, although wrapped in two layers of sheepskin but still shivering.
"Ahem ...... Ziyu, is there any movement in Fuyang City?"
Zou Jing shook his head with a grave expression and replied, "My lord, there is no movement yet."
Qin Jie looked up at the dim sky and frowned, "Could it be that the eight hundred stragglers will wait until after dark to start?"
Zou Jing said, "My lord, why don't we send troops to the dense forest north of the city to drive out the stragglers and then attack them?"
"No." Qin Jie shook his head and said, "The dense forest north of the city is vast, and it is difficult to know the exact hiding place of the stragglers in a hurry. Once the 800 stragglers vanish inadvertently, it will be difficult to chase them."
Qin Jie's words fell, the rapid sound of horse hooves shattered the quiet of the valley, a ride like a fly has rushed in from the mouth of the valley, Zou Jing's face changed, said in a deep voice: "Lord, is the scouting horse of Wen Hei."
"Report ~ ~" a short while, the scout horse has rushed to, not even the ride to a standstill to turn over and fall off the horse, fell on his knees before Qin Jie soft couch, shouted, "more than 10,000 bandits army from Fuyang southward about 50 miles, so no longer southward, at noon today, the bandits army suddenly collapsed on its own. "
"What!?" Zou Jing was astonished, "The bandits' army collapsed on its own?"
The horse scout said: "Back to the Lord, the bandits army has been scattered into numerous small groups, scattered in a flurry."
"This ......"
The actual fact is that the actual people of the country are not only the most important people, but also the most important people. The actual fact is that there is a mystery.
......
The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to the public.
Pei Yuan Shao looked grave and came to Ma Yue, said in a deep voice: "Bo Qi, 96 dead, 17 seriously wounded have not been saved, 9 crippled, and more than a hundred lightly wounded, Liu Yan little sister is leading a group of brothers in rescue."
Ma Yue looked gloomy and whispered, "Old Pei, bring people to find a hidden place to bury the fallen brothers, mark them well, if ...... one day in the future, we can still kill back, and then give them a monument!"
"Yes!"
"Take care of the wounded, and the disabled, as long as there is still a breath, must not be left behind!"
"Yes!"
Pei Yuan Shao promised, a hint of warmth swept through his eyes without a thought.
"Go."
Pei Yuan Shao led the order to go, Ma Yue inhaled a deep breath of cold air, crossed his head and looked at the sky, Guan Hai ...... almost should also come to rendezvous with the large group of people in Suixian, right.
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Она очаровывает его и слепит каким то странным, новым, неизведанным ощущением, завораживает своими руками, заглушает эмоции и вытаскивает наружу из самых глубинок сердца только самое хорошее. Невероятно, ему так тепло.(Под песню Fleur - Будь моим смыслом. )
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