Three Kingdoms: Never keep a low profile, Cao Anmin, a maniac seeking death

Soon, the hideous-looking Wuheng warriors had already appeared in Zhang Liao's sight.

These Wuheng soldiers were not the same as the Wuheng soldiers they had killed before.

Holding a wooden shield in one hand and a full moon scimitar in the other, they rushed towards the White Wolf Pass with a shout.

At their feet were the soldiers of their Wuheng people, but these Wuheng soldiers who rushed over completely ignored them, they trampled on the corpses of their comrades, staring at blood-red eyes and shouting in their mouths.

"Rush out of the White Wolf Mountain, break through the Han city, rob women, grab money, grab food!"

Zhang Liao stared coldly at the Wuheng soldiers who were getting closer and closer, and only then waved his arms suddenly when they got closer.

"Shoot the arrows!"

Arrows rained down, and although the Wuheng soldiers who rushed in front had shields in their hands, they were also shot like wheat harvesters.

It's just that these Wuheng soldiers are different from the previous Wuheng people, they seem to have been beaten with chicken blood.

Although their companions were constantly being killed by arrows around them, they did not flinch at all, but rushed up more ferociously.

On Zhang Liao's side, each archer only had ten bows and arrows, and the ten bows and arrows shot in this round would have been shot long ago.

Without the threat of bows and arrows, the Wuheng warriors had already rushed to the barricades blocking the road.

They also did not go to clear the barricades, but carried the bodies of their dead companions and threw them on the thorns and antlers.

Then step on the corpse of your companion and climb over the barricade!

"General, there are no more arrows!

Zhang Liao looked up at the sun hanging overhead, as long as he held on for a few more hours, and when the sun set, he could retreat.

But, now you can't retreat in any way!

Zhang Liao's chapped lips were clenched, and he suddenly raised the big knife in his hand.

"Without a bow and arrow, even if you take your life to block it, you have to block the White Wolf Pass for me! Before the sun sets, not a single Wuheng person will be allowed to break through the White Wolf Pass! If there is, it will be stepping on our corpses!"

Zhang Liao's voice was hoarse.

"No!"

The sergeants snapped into their promises.

In their impression, Zhang Liao still rarely said such harsh words.

After Zhang Liao finished shouting, he urged the war horse to rush forward.

A scuffle begins.

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Cao Anmin divided 20,000 troops and directly took Lulongsai, the capital of Wuheng in the north.

This time, Wu Heng was almost overwhelmed by the Ottun, and there were only 10,000 defenders in the capital city of Lulongsai.

Cao Anmin sent 20,000 essences

Capture alive the son of Otton, Wushihuai.

Cao Anmin was overjoyed and ordered someone to send Wu Shihuai, and he took Wu Shihuai to chase and kill Otton.

At this time, the White Wolf Pass.

The corpses were piled up, and even the road in the White Wolf Pass was stained red with scarlet blood.

The big knife in Zhang Liao's hand was already blunt, and the big knife forged from fine iron was full of gaps.

It's all cut out of people.

The armor and battle robe on Zhang Liao's body were also dyed red.

Dark all round.

The sun didn't know when it would hide in the clouds, and there was no more than half of Zhang Liao's 50,000 troops left.

And the Wuheng people are even more miserable, with only 130,000 of the 190,000 army left!

In this round of attacks, another 6 Wuheng people lost their lives.

But this time, Otton has already given a death order, and he will not stop until he breaks through the White Wolf Pass.

Otton knew that he only had this chance.

The enemy had already been killed from behind, and he was only more than fifty miles away.

An hour, at most an hour, will be killed.

At that point, he will never have a chance to turn over.

The only thing that can turn the tables around now is to rush out of the White Wolf Pass.

"You waste, let this king personally kill the enemy general!"

Zhang Liao slashed Wu Heng's three fierce generals in a row, which made Otton extremely angry.

He held two scimitars in his hands, urging him to sit down and rush towards Zhang Liao.

"That Han general, dare to fight with Ben Khan!"

Otton rushed in front of Zhang Liao, pointed the scimitar in his hand at Zhang Liao, and shouted wildly.

When Zhang Liao heard this, he looked at Otton, this person was burly, with a big beard on his face, and his eyes showed a fierce light.

In his hands, he held two full moon scimitars.

"You're Otton?"

The self-proclaimed Khan should only be Wuheng Shan Yu Ottun.

Zhang Liao slashed and killed a Wuheng centurion who was entangled with him with a knife, and shouted at the otter with a big knife in his hand!

"It's Ben Khan!

Otton laughed fiercely, patted the horse and Zhang Liaozhan together.

Otton is known for his "martial arts".

The strength of the two is equal, but Zhang Liao has been fighting for most of the day and is very tired.

In this way, Zhang Liao naturally suffered a loss and gained the upper hand.

Dozens of rounds later, Zhang Liao's knife technique was already messed up.

Unable to do so, the otter was overjoyed, saw the opportunity, and slashed down with the scimitar in his right hand.

Zhang Liao hurriedly raised a big knife to greet him, but how did he know that Otterton's move was a false move, and the purpose was to lure Zhang Liao into being fooled. _

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