Zhou Cheng was at the back of the group. He did not know how to ride a horse yet, and there were many wounded soldiers in the village. He happened to be at the back of the group and escaped the first few rounds of arrow rain.
After Han Zhong was shot dead, his subordinates fell into complete chaos.
At this time, Zhu Rong shouted,"Kill the thief!"
Soldiers rushed out from the woods and bushes, and under the cover of over five hundred cavalrymen, they charged out.
Han Zhong had more than three thousand elites under him, and they had the ability to fight against the soldiers.
However, after Han Zhong and his trusted lieutenants were killed, Han Zhong's subordinates were left without a commander.
At this moment, the soldiers charged out again, and the Yellow Turban Army was in complete chaos.
" Station Commander, what should we do?!"
"Station commander! Let's escape too!"
Unlike the other Yellow Turban tribes, the Yellow Turban in Zhou Cheng's village did not scatter with the wind. Instead, they followed Zhou Cheng closely.
Although Zhou Cheng was young, he was courageous. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to escape from Yingchuan all the way to Wan City.
"There are too few government troops. Follow me up the mountain!”Zhou Cheng knew that Zhu Xiong did not have many soldiers and horses in the ambush, but the Yellow Turban Army had been stunned by the ambush.
However, Zhou Cheng's mind was still relatively clear.
He saw the big flag with the word 'Zhu' on the mountain, which proved that Zhu Xiong was on the mountain.
Shoot the horse first, capture the king first!
If they could kill Zhu Rong, the government troops would be in chaos!
At the same time, Zhu Xiong, who was on the hill, noticed Zhou Cheng and the others.
This group of Yellow Turbans was very special. They did not run with the main group but counterattacked up the hill.
At this moment, there were only a hundred people around Zhu Xiong.
"Humph!" With a cold snort, Zhu Xiong drew his sword and said to the soldiers beside him,""Follow me to kill the thief!"
Zhu Rong's soldiers were all elites of the northern army, so they naturally looked down on the Yellow Turban Army.
At this moment, Zhou Cheng and Zhu Rong were facing each other head-on.
Clang!
When the iron spear and the sword clashed, Zhou Cheng's strength exceeded Zhu Xiong's estimation.
After the attack, the sword in Zhu Xiong's hand buzzed and his right hand went numb.
Zhou Cheng had been attacking Guan Yu fiercely, let alone Zhu Rong.
Although Zhu Xi's martial arts weren't weak, his strength was much weaker than Zhou Cheng's.
After more than ten rounds, Zhu Xiong's sword was swept away by the iron spear.
"General, leave quickly!"
At this time, the Northern Army Lieutenant Zhao Fan came to Zhu's rescue.
"I'll kill you first, then kill him!"
After fighting with Guan Yu once, Zhou Cheng began to have a clearer judgment of his own martial strength.
According to the game's settings, his current combat strength should be above 80, even though it was not 90.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to fight Guan Yu for so many rounds.
Zhao Fan was in his early thirties and was proficient in knives, spears, and clubs. However, like Zhu Xiong, he had underestimated Zhou Cheng's strength.
Clang!
Zhao Fan's hand holding the halberd went numb.
Zhu Xiong, who was beside him, was anxious and shouted,"Go and help Lieutenant Zhao!"
More than 20 soldiers from the northern army surrounded Zhou Cheng.
However, Zhou Cheng held the spear with both hands and stabbed at one person's head. Then, he swept his ape arm and forced several people back with the spear.
Without waiting for the soldiers to surround him, he took the initiative to charge forward and stabbed another person to death with his spear.
"Ah!"
Following Zhou Cheng's furious roar, he brandished the iron spear in his hand like a tiger charging into a flock of sheep.
In the process of killing, Zhou Cheng's abdomen was stabbed by a sword. However, Zhou Cheng acted as if nothing had happened and continued to kill like a madman.
"Kill!"
"Follow the station commander and fight to the death with these dog soldiers!”
The Yellow Turban soldiers beside Zhou Cheng were all veterans who had been in battle for a long time, and Zhou Cheng was so brave.
As the saying goes, a raging soldier will lead a raging army.
Zhou Cheng rushed left and right, stabbing and sweeping, not afraid of death. In a short while, he had killed more than twenty people. His eyes seemed to be red from killing as he pounced on Zhu Rong.
Shoot the horse first, capture the king first!
Facing Zhou Cheng, who was like a god of death, Zhu Rong panicked. Under the protection of the soldiers beside him, he began to run down the mountain.
"Don't run!"
Zhou Cheng was still chasing, but Zhao Fan braced himself and caught up diagonally from behind, wanting to kill Zhou Cheng with his halberd.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Cheng's reaction was so fast. After dodging, he stabbed out with his spear and pierced Zhao Fan's neck.
After the spear was pulled out, a bloody hole appeared on Zhao Fan's neck and he fell to the ground.
This scene frightened the surrounding soldiers so much that they did not dare to step forward.
They had fought with Zhu Rong and encountered the demonic techniques of Zhang Jiao and his brothers, but they were easily broken by Zhu Rong.
It was just that facing a valiant killing god like Zhou Cheng, it really made them tremble in fear.
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The brave win when they meet on a narrow road.
Zhou Cheng had never learned any martial arts, but he relied on his great strength and his fearless fighting spirit to forcefully bring more than a hundred Yellow Turbans and kill more than a hundred northern soldiers.
At this moment, Zhu Xiong was fleeing down the hill with several family guards. Their horses were hidden in the forest at the foot of the hill.
However, Zhou Cheng had no intention of letting Zhu Rong go.
In the forest, there were a total of six soldiers responsible for guarding the horses. When they saw Zhu Xiong being chased, they immediately drew their swords and brandished their spears, charging over.
"Those who block me will die!"
Zhou Cheng roared and stabbed wildly with his spear. In the blink of an eye, he had killed another three people.
The surrounding soldiers surrounded him, wanting to delay Zhou Cheng and let Zhu Xiong leave first.
However, Zhou Cheng's reaction was faster. He only had eyes for Zhu Rong, so he ignored the soldiers around him and sped up.
"General, get on the horse!"
A Northern soldier quickly untied the reins of his warhorse.
Zhu Rong jumped onto his horse in a panic.
The moment Zhu Rong mounted his horse, he heard a beast-like roar from behind him.
"Don't leave, Zhu Xi!"
Zhou Cheng's right foot stomped on the turf and he jumped up. He flew 10 meters away and caught up with Zhu Rong. He stabbed Zhu Rong's butt with his spear.
The warhorse was in pain, and its front hooves stood up. As the warhorse neighed, Zhu Xi fell off his horse.
Without waiting for Zhu Rong's guards to arrive, Zhou Cheng stabbed Zhu Rong's neck with his spear, leaving a bloody hole.
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