Three Kingdoms: God-level Sign-in

Chapter 124 The gun picks the ugly!

The dark night was supposed to be silent and silent.

But at this moment, the cries of killing the soldiers and horses led by Yuan Jun and Zhao Yun kept coming.

The high-burning flames of war caused clouds of black smoke to continue to rise into the sky, making the already dark night darker.

The soldiers on both sides held torches and weapons, like two huge firelights, colliding constantly under the dark night.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

The rain of arrows shot down the valley was Yuan Jun's nightmare, and Yuan Jun fell into pieces.

The valley is only so big, and the huge number of Yuan Jun rushed in, naturally clumping together.

Even if the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion on the valley couldn't aim because it was night, they could shoot and kill Yuan Jun as long as they shot arrows at the torch gathering place in the valley.

"Qiang~Qiang~Qiang~"

There was also the sound of weapons clashing from the back of the valley. It was the beggar army left by Zhao Yun, which cut off Yuan Jun's "210" retreat.

The Qihuo army was strong in combat, and whether it was individual combat or group combat, the Yuan army they all killed was retreating.

In just a moment, the back section of the valley was completely captured by the Qihuo Army, completely blocking the way for Yuan Jun to retreat.

"No, our retreat is blocked by the enemy!"

"I'm waiting for a trick, this is the enemy's trick, the purpose is to lure us out!"

"This...how can this be good, if it goes on like this, our army can't hold it!""

"General Wen Chou is fighting fiercely in front, I believe he will definitely defeat the enemy general! 95

Yuan Jun was killed and huddled in the valley, and could only rely on the last bit of faith to support him.

At the same time, Wen Chou, who was in the front section of the valley, also fought against Zhao Yun!

Sensing that the situation was wrong and realizing that he had been fooled, Wen Chou was furious in his heart, and even more merciless when he shot.

Under the darkness of the night, Wen Chou's hideous face was in stark contrast to Zhao Yun's handsome appearance. He swung his spear and took the lead!

Wen Chou knew that he had fallen into an ambush, and judging from the terrain, the only way for him to escape the predicament was to kill the enemy generals.

Although Zhao Yun is famous, he only fought two battles at Yanmen Pass and Luoyang City. In Wen Chou's opinion, he should be able to kill Zhao Yun!

With the idea of ​​killing Zhao Yun first and attacking the enemy's morale, Wen Chou hurriedly shot towards Zhao Yun's facade.

But seeing Zhao Yun not dodging or evading, he turned the gentian silver spear in his hand, and took advantage of the trend to pull away the long spear of Wen Chou.

"Chong!

Two guns clashed, sparks splashed, adding a splendid fire to this dark night!

Zhao Yun's powerful strength was transmitted to Wen Chou through the spear, making Wen Chou who had always regarded his martial arts a little high, unable to bear it, and the whole person took three steps backwards.

"Kick~Kick~Kick~"

Wen Chou was shocked, and hurriedly used his spear to stab the ground, preventing the retreat.

But at this time, Zhao Yun learned that he was not forgiving, he pulled the reins in his hand, and the jade lion of Ye Zhaoyu suddenly charged under his crotch.

Wen Chou knew that he was careless, he didn't expect Zhao Yun's strength to surpass himself, and even his speed was unmatched.

"Drink~ The enemy general is mad, this general will fight with you today!"

Wen Chou not only did not retreat, but instead aroused the battle in his heart, the whole person was angry, his eyes were red, just like a desperate Saburo!

Some people are like this, when they are strong, they are strong, stimulate their fighting spirit, and face difficulties!

Some people are as timid as a mouse, and when they are strong, they are weak, and they are timid and dare not fight.

Obviously, Wen Chou belongs to the former, and he belongs to the type of martial arts idiot, who has to fight hard when he encounters someone he can't beat.

I saw Wen Chou shouting wildly, muscles all over his body swelled, and he used all his strength to wave his spear and smashed towards Zhao Yun who was rushing.

Zhao Yun was not very far from Wen Chou, and with the help of the weak firelight, he saw Wen Chou's desperate and fierce eyes.

Brows wrinkled, Zhao Yun fell backwards, his back was attached to the horse's back, avoiding Wen Chou's blow.

Then, with a swirl of the gentian bright silver spear in his hand, the long spear swept out!

Wen Chou snorted coldly, retracted the long spear, clenched the gun barrel with both hands, and tried to block.

"Chong!"

The two spears collided again, Zhao Yun's powerful strength made Wen Chou, who was hurriedly fighting, numb his hands, and the tiger's mouth oozes blood.

"tick-tick-tick-tick-tick"

Blood dripped down the horse's back along the spear's barrel, making a sound, which seemed to be the countdown to Wen Chou's life.

But Wen Chou didn't panic when he saw this, but laughed wildly: "Hahahaha, what a Zhao Yun, what a Zhao Yun! 99

"I didn't expect you to have such strength, it's beyond my expectations!

"kill!

After the wild laughter, it was a new round of storm-like attacks!

Wen Chou didn't care about his life or the injury, he forcibly endured the pain of the injury and pushed the gentian bright silver gun with all his might.

Then he put his legs on the horse's belly, and the horse under his crotch jumped high, and he shot down Zhao Yun fiercely from the height...

At this moment, Wen Chou was furious, like a wounded beast, his attack was extremely violent, and his aura actually increased a lot from the beginning.

Facing Wen Chou in such a state, Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes, not intending to fight recklessly with the other party.

At this moment, although he and Wen Chou can fight recklessly to win, it will definitely consume a lot of physical strength, which is very unfavorable for the next siege station.

In this battle tonight, killing Wen Chou is not the goal, and winning Anyang City is Wei Zhongdao's real request.

In order to ensure that he could complete the order given by Wei Zhongdao, Zhao Yun quickly made a decision in his heart.

As soon as the reins were pulled, Zhao Yun and the war horse avoided Wen Chou's charge.

Wen Chou's move failed, and the spear swept again, vowing to kill Zhao Yun!

At this moment, Wen Chou is like hell, and he only came here to ask for his life.

The spear can be swept, smashed, stabbed, or chopped, and the madness will be brought into full play.

However, Zhao Yun continued to call and fight, to eliminate and to change, constantly cracking the tricks of Wen Chou.

Wen Chou was injured after all, and Zhao Yun deliberately exhausted his physical strength. After only 20 rounds, he was out of breath, and his momentum fell instantly.

Zhao Yun is a peerless general. He can see through Wen Chou's situation at a glance. How could he miss such a fighter!

At the moment, Zhao Yun's eyes turned cold, and his murderous intent was violent. He spun the silver spear in his hand, changed his tactics, and the long spear suddenly stabbed out.

Wen Chou was recovering his anger, and when he noticed this move, he did not dare to take it hard, and tried to avoid it by 0.5.

But Zhao Yun's speed was too fast, and Wen Chou wasted a lot of physical strength. Under the circumstances, Zhao Yun stabbed Wen Chou on the shoulder.

"Ah~"

Wen Chou shouted angrily, and his wild laughter was provoked again. He actually grabbed the gentian silver spear with his left hand, and stabbed Zhao Yun's heart with the long spear in his right hand.

Who knew that Zhao Yun snorted coldly, bent over to avoid the spear, and stepped out with his right foot at this moment!

"boom!

Wen Chou didn't notice, he was kicked off the horse, and the spear in his hand was released.

Taking this opportunity, Zhao Yun rushed his horse and staggered with Wen Chou, who fell from the horse.

"Pfft!" 5

"what!

Along with the sound of a sharp blade breaking his head, Wen Chou screamed, his head was cut off by a gentian silver spear, and the blood of the headless corpse spurted out three feet high!

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