After getting rid of the Han army, Guan Hai and Du Yuan were seriously injured and could not work hard. Li Damu volunteered to reorganize the army and even asked people to make two stretchers (two branches and a piece of cloth. Our Yellow Turban Army said that we could not lack anything but Yellow Turban) to carry the two of them. Guan Hai looked at Du Yuan, who was almost burned beyond recognition. After a while, he asked,
"Du Yuan, you guys…what exactly happened?”
Du Yuan looked at the sky speechlessly. No one knew what he was thinking. After a while, Du Yuan's hoarse voice slowly sounded.
"Leader Du! What should he do now? It's all big ~ ah!"
Du Yuan's long blade danced in the air, continuously blocking the arrows. Unfortunately, Du Yuan's martial arts were not good. Although he protected his body, he could not protect the horse under him. The horse under Du Yuan had already been shot seven or nine times. It barely managed to walk another three or four steps before it suddenly fell. Du Yuan could not jump up in time and was pressed under the horse. The long blade in his hand had flown away.
Du Yuan quickly pushed his arms hard to push the horse away. Unfortunately, he did not have enough strength and did not succeed. In the end, Du Yuan could only shout for help.
"Someone come quickly, I'm being crushed by this horse! Someone, quickly move the horses away!"
Unfortunately, the scene was in chaos. The Yellow Turban soldiers only cared about charging left and right, trying to escape. Unfortunately, the fire was raging all around, and smoke filled the air. It seemed that they were only ten meters away. Where could they escape? Du Yuan saw that everyone was in such a state and that he could not even protect himself. He sighed,
"It's over, it's all over. Cough, cough, cough! I, Du Yuan, will die here?"
Du Yuan was really unwilling. However, his body was weak and he was dizzy. The flames had even burned him. Du Yuan felt that he was about to die. He let out a long breath and suddenly recalled the famine in his hometown. His parents exchanged their children for food and gave his newly born little sister to someone else. He hated himself for being weak and weak at that time. Later, a great teacher preached to the world and woke him up from his muddle-headedness. It gave Du Yuan a new hope-the world was in good luck!
In the midst of the raging flames, Du Yuan opened his eyes strenuously and looked at the pale yellow sky…pale yellow?……Yellow! Du Yuan suddenly burst into laughter, followed by a deafening shout!
"Heaven is dead! The Yellow Heavens shall be established! The year is in the sixties! Good luck to the world!"
After shouting out all the ideas in his heart, Du Yuan slowly closed his eyes and waited for the arrival of death. Suddenly, Du Yuan did not hear the chaotic noise in his ears, only the sound of the burning fire. It was as if he was the only one in the valley. Suddenly! The voices of the people in the world rose. All the words of thousands of people gathered into one sentence that resounded through the clouds. It was the word of faith of all the Yellow Turban!
"The heavens are dead, and the yellow heavens should be established.”
"The heavens are dead, and the yellow heavens should be established.”
"Bang!"
A horse corpse flew into the fire. Du Yuan, who had been pressed to the ground, slowly stood up. Suddenly, an arrow flew from the mountain and shot straight at Du Yuan's face!
Du Yuan raised his hand and grabbed it. The arrow stopped steadily in Du Yuan's hand. Du Yuan casually threw it away and picked up the broken saber on the ground. The surface of the saber was burned with black spots, like a ghost's face. Du Yuan raised his hand and said to the Han army on the mountain,
"The people of the Yellow World are not afraid of death! People of Yellow Heaven, follow me and kill our way out! Kill!"
"Kill ~""Kill ~"
Under Du Yuan's leadership, the remaining Yellow Turban soldiers were all fearless. No matter how fierce the fire in front of them was, they kept charging in!
Seeing this, the Han soldiers lying in ambush in the valley couldn't help but turn pale with fright. Guo Si was the only one left in the valley with two thousand men. Dong Zhuo had already led the other generals elsewhere. Guo Si looked at the group of Yellow Turban soldiers below and couldn't help but curse.
Guo Si then shouted,
"Soldiers, follow me into the valley to kill the bandits!”Guo Si then took the lead and leaped down.
Du Yuan led the rest of the Yellow Turban soldiers into the sea of fire. They rushed through the fire and finally rushed out of the sea of fire. They were less than a mile away from the entrance of the valley, but they saw that the entrance of the valley was also burning. Du Yuan looked back at the Yellow Turban soldiers behind him and saw that there were only a thousand of them left. He looked back indifferently and raised the Ghost Face Blade in his hand. He said expressionlessly,
"Charge!"
Just as he was about to rush out of the valley, the sound of hooves and human voices could be heard!
"Where are you going, hungry thief! Guo Aduo, a subordinate of Dong Gong, is here!"
Du Yuan turned around and saw that Guo Si had arrived with his troops. Du Yuan silently turned around and looked at the charging Han army. He raised his Ghost Face Blade and began to charge! The remaining thousand Yellow Turbans followed closely behind.
Guo Si was shocked when Du Yuan turned his head. He saw the leader of the Yellow Turban soldiers. The fire had not yet been put out, and his face had been burned beyond recognition. He held a large broken knife in his hand, and the blade seemed to have a ghost's face floating. Before the battle began, Guo Si was already afraid. This fear made his attack a little slower. Du Yuan, on the other hand, hurriedly swung his knife. This knife did not cut the human body, but the horse's leg. Guo Si lost his front hooves and fell off the horse. Du Yuan ran close and slashed!
Fortunately, Guo Si was not a mediocre person. He spun his legs and kicked Du Yuan's wrist. Du Yuan withdrew his saber to block. Guo Si quickly took the opportunity to get up and pick up his spear. Looking at his horse that was obviously going to die, he couldn't help but become angry. He pointed his spear at Du Yuan and scolded,
"What a thief! Kill my beloved horse! I want you to pay with your life!"
Du Yuan didn't even look at the spear as it stabbed towards Guo Si's head!
"Dang!"
"You lunatic! Do you want to die?!"
It was Guo Si who leaped back and stabbed the spear into the body. Guo Si braced himself and once again raised his spear forward. The spear danced and stabbed straight at Du Yuan's forehead. Du Yuan only slapped the blade against the spearhead, and his hand touched the blade. He slashed along the spear shaft and directly cut Guo Si's hands! Guo Si withdrew his spear and retreated, while Du Yuan chased after him. Guo Si had no choice but to raise his spear and push Du Yuan's broken saber away. The two of them stood facing each other. One of them picked up his saber to attack, while the other held his spear to defend. The surrounding Yellow Turban Han soldiers fought, but the Han army was forced to retreat. This group of Yellow Turban soldiers did not care about their lives at all. They only attacked and did not defend. The Han army was terrified, but they did not dare to fight with them.
Guo Si stared intently at Du Yuan, but seeing the Yellow Turban bandits so ferocious, his soldiers were on the verge of defeat. He made up his mind and charged forward with his spear. He attacked fiercely, his spear dancing like a tiger and the wind. Every move did not leave Du Yuan's chest. Du Yuan unfurled his Ghost Face Blade. He was proficient in hacking, slashing, and slapping. He was also proficient in slashing, slashing, and hanging!
But why was Du Yuan, a mere third-rate martial artist, able to fight Guo Si? It turned out that Du Yuan had broken through the limits of his talent in this sea of fire and his martial arts had improved greatly. Otherwise, he would have been killed by Guo Si long ago.
Guo Si's spear had forced Du Yuan to retreat. He turned around and ran, killing two or three Yellow Turbans blocking the way. He returned to the Han army and did not stop. He led more than a thousand Han soldiers back to the valley.
Du Yuan did not chase after them. He gathered the remaining Yellow Turban warriors and came to the fire at the mouth of the valley. He paused for a moment and then rushed in. The remaining Yellow Turban warriors also rushed in one by one.
After that, he would help Guan Hai and Li Damu defeat Gongsun Zan.
"That's what happened."
Guan Hai listened to Du Yuan's explanation and fell silent. He could only extend his uninjured right hand and pat Du Yuan's shoulder.
Du Yuan was silent for a while before saying,
"It's all for the people of Huang World!”
"Yeah," she said.
At this moment, Damu Li rushed over with three people.
"Old Guan, Du Yuan, look who I, Li Da Mu, have brought!”
The three people behind Li Damu were Guo Tai, Han Xian, and Li Le, who had been sent by Zhang Baiqi to support him!
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