"My lord, my lord."
A soldier in Zhuo County called out anxiously.
"What?"
Zhou Jing replied weakly. At this moment, he sat on the ground as if he had lost his soul.
"That expert instantly broke through the Yellow Turban Army approaching the city wall.”
The soldier licked his lips and said excitedly.
"What?"
Zhou Jing's voice suddenly became louder. He turned around and got up, running toward the city wall.
Standing on the city wall, he saw an unforgettable scene.
Eighteen ghostly figures continuously reaped the lives of the Yellow Turban bandits. The two burly men with heavy weapons entered the uninhabited land and began to kill the Yellow Turban bandits.
The silver-armored figure stood calmly under the crack in the city wall. His thin body was like a small mountain that completely blocked the crack in the city wall of Zhuo County.
"This is ridiculous!"
Zhou Jing muttered as if he had seen a ghost. His body in armor trembled non-stop.
At this moment, the commoners who were running around also stopped. They had seen the bloody light carefully.
"Zhuo County is saved, Zhuo County is saved!”
Someone raised his arms and shouted.
Through the crack, many commoners could see the scene outside the city clearly.
"Which general is that? It's as if the god of war has descended into the world?”
Looking at Liu Hao's thin figure, some commoners exclaimed.
"When dawn comes, the light shines. One person can move a thousand troops!”
A scholar recited another poem.
At the same time, compared to the people of Zhuo County, Cheng Yuanzhi, the general of the Yellow Turban Army, was panicking. He kept giving orders to encircle and suppress Liu Haotong and the eighteen cavalries of Yanyun.
However, in the face of the ghost-like figures of the Eighteen Cavalry of Yan Yun, no matter how they encircled and attacked, they seemed powerless and pale.
"Strongman Guards, listen up! Kill this person for me!”
In a moment of desperation, Cheng Yuanzhi shouted angrily.
Rumble!
The ground trembled as the Yellow-scarved Warrior, who was carrying a huge rock on his shoulder, slowly turned around. His scarlet eyes stared at Liu Hao, who was below the city wall.
" Special Troops: Yellow-scarved Strongmen."
[Level: High-level Military]
" Troop size: 200 people "
"Troop characteristics: Berserk (advanced), Bloodthirst (intermediate), Giant Strength (advanced)"
" A brief introduction of history. The Yellow Turban Army is a special type of soldier. It is extremely rare. There are only about 20,000 Yellow Turban soldiers in a million. Each commander has hundreds of Yellow Turban strongmen as his personal guards. The Yellow Turban Army is the most powerful type of soldier. It is a strange type of soldier that is produced by stimulating the human body in some way. Its level is the same as the black-armored cavalry, but its strength is much stronger than the black-armored cavalry!”
" Weakness: The double-edged sword is extremely powerful when activated in a berserk state, but it doesn't differentiate between friend and foe and completely loses its rationality.”
Information about the Yellow-scarved Strongman immediately appeared.
"No wonder the Yellow Turban Army was able to break through the city gate of Zhuo County so quickly. It turned out that it was because of something.”
Liu Hao smiled.
Each of the Yellow Scarf Strongmen had great strength. Otherwise, ordinary people would not be able to carry that thousand-pound boulder, let alone throw it.
"The army is powerful, but its weakness is fatal.”
Liu Hao murmured.
Buzz.
At this moment, the Yellow-scarved Strongmen made a throwing motion, causing a dull sound.
It looked like they were planning to throw a huge rock at Liu Hao and smash him into pieces.
On the city wall, many of the citizens of Zhou Jingtong became nervous. They had no idea how Li Hao would deal with such a monster.
Just as the Yellow-scarved Strongman was about to make a move, eighteen ghostly figures suddenly dashed toward the Yellow-scarved Strongman, and the cold light of the full moon scimitar flickered again.
With a few muffled sounds, a few glaring bloody wounds appeared on the seemingly indestructible Yellow-scarved Warrior's skin.
Blood spurted out, and the wound was so deep that the bone could be seen. This was the wound caused by the sharp scimitars of the Eighteen Cavalry of Yan Yun.
Ordinary people would probably be unable to move normally after suffering such serious injuries, but the Yellow Scarf Strongmen were different. They had completely lost the sense of pain. As long as their muscles were not completely broken, they would not stop moving.
Buzz!
The sound of a strong wind suddenly rang out. Several huge rocks streaked across the sky and headed straight for Liu Hao, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei.
Liu Hao's expression changed. He slowly raised the Red Dragon Halberd in his hand and swung it in the face of a meteorite. Blood light shot out, and the shadow of a blood dragon rushed towards the huge rock.
The Blood Dragon phantom crashed into the boulder. With a loud bang, the boulder was completely shattered.
This scene shocked many of the commoners in Zhuo County. They were stunned as they looked at Cheng Yuanzhi in the distance.
This technique was like the descent of a god. Not to mention Liu Hao, even Zhang Fei and Guan Yu raised their divine weapons and easily shattered the huge rock.
"Is this the world of the Three Kingdoms?”
Liu Hao's fighting spirit surged as he looked at the phantom hovering in the sky. His blood boiled.
"If we don't send out the black-armored cavalry, when will we?”
A loud shout.
Rumble!
Kill!
As soon as he finished speaking, a lot of dust suddenly rose from the right side of the Yellow Turban Army. The dust flew into the air, and cavalrymen dressed in black iron heavy armor appeared from afar. The leader was Ran Min.
"Cavalry assault?"
Cheng Yuanzhi exclaimed.
Ran Min took the lead and charged straight at the Yellow Scarf Warrior.
"Capture the leader first. Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, go straight for the dragon!”
Liu Hao ordered.
Zhang Fei and Guan Yu raised their sharp eyes and stared at Cheng Yuanzhi and Deng Mao who were watching the battle not far away.
"Traitor, hand over your life!"
The two of them shouted and immediately mounted their horses, charging into the army.
Dragons roared and tigers roared, and the demonic snakes danced wildly, making the two of them seem as if they had entered an uninhabited realm!
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