"You're courting death!"
Seeing the enemy charging over, Fu Kangan smiled contemptuously, raised his saber, and rode his horse forward.
The two sides quickly closed in.
The warhorse's speed was raised to its maximum.
Zhang San swung the fire stick in his hand vertically and attacked Fu Kangan's face.
Accompanied by the whistling of the wind, the fire stick fell.
The smile on Fu Kangan's face disappeared, and he quickly held the fire stick horizontally with his spear.
This strike was powerful and heavy.
The moment it came into contact with the spear, it bent the spear to its limit and almost touched Fu Kangan's chest.
Fu Kangan forced the fire stick away with all his might and stabbed at Zhang San's chest.
Zhang San's staff swept away.
In just a few breaths, the two of them exchanged dozens of blows.
Kacha ~
Suddenly, a small crack appeared on Fu Kangan's spear.
"What kind of stick is this?"
Fu Kangan gritted his teeth. What a hard rod.
"We're fighting, what nonsense are you talking about!”
Zhang Sanniu's eyes widened as he thrust the fire stick in his hand forward.
At that moment, his power had risen to the 89.
Looking at the stick enlarging in front of his eyes, Fu Kangan quickly lowered his head and stabbed the fire stick into his helmet.
The helmet was sent flying and fell to the ground.
Fu Kangan's hair was disheveled, and he was in an extremely sorry state.
"Ah…Eat my spear!"
Fu Kangan shouted angrily. The tip of the spear suddenly emitted a faint blue light, and the spear's speed was extremely fast.
Zhang San didn't dare to be careless and swept his fire stick out.
"Your subordinate, Zhang San, has activated his weapon skill, Army Obliteration. Attack increased…"
Just as the notification sound disappeared, the fire rod hit the shaft of Fu Kangan's spear.
Crack.
With a crisp sound, the spear shaft broke.
"Not good!"
Fu Kangan exclaimed and decisively turned his horse around to run.
Before the warhorse could even take two steps, the sound of something breaking through the air could be heard from behind him.
He turned around and saw the silver rod enlarging in front of him.
"No!" This was Fu Kangan's scream.
"Bang!" It was the sound of a head exploding.
Blood gushed out from his head. Fu Kangan fell off his horse, leaving his horse behind and running back to Guangzong City.
"Your subordinate Zhang San has killed the historical general Fu Kangan. You have received 100,000 battle points.”
Qin Wen raised his fist when he heard the notification.
"Wan Sheng!"
"Wan Sheng!"
The Flying Cloud Guards knocked the ground with their spears and shouted in unison.
Zhang San picked up the corpse with a fire stick and calmly rode back to the front of the formation. He said disdainfully,
"This guy really can't take a beating. I haven't used my strength yet."”
Hiss ~
There was a gasp in front of the formation.
"Big Wind" reacted the fastest."Brother Ming is indeed Brother Ming. He has such a powerful subordinate."”
This kid always managed to get to the heart of the matter.
"Fu Kangan was at least a second-rate general, but he was killed by his horse in dozens of moves.”
"666, that stick is really powerful. It can actually break Fu Kangan's gun.”
The
players discussed.
The corners of Qin Wen's mouth curled up slightly. That's right, Fu Kangan had indeed lost in terms of weapons.
In the [Age of Empires] world, historical generals might not bring their own weapons, just like Yang Zaixing.
Fu Kangan's spear was obviously an ordinary weapon.
Otherwise, it was still unknown who would win.
"Shut up!"
Qin Wen said softly and put down his fist.
The cheers of the Flying Cloud Guards stopped abruptly.
"Retreat ten miles and set up camp," Qin Wen ordered after taking one last look at the city wall
.
As he spoke, he rode his horse away.
The Flying Cloud Guards moved and retreated.
Behind him, Xiao Yue licked her red lips as she looked at the valiant back view.
At the same time, at the entrance of Guangzong City.
When the Yellow Turban soldiers saw the enemy retreating, they finally realized that their general had been killed.
"Hurry up and report to the great teacher!”
The Yellow Turban Army was in a mess. The messenger hurried to a large mansion in the city.
An hour later.
An angry roar came from the mansion!
"Trash! The dignified Second Great General of the Yellow Turban Army was killed in dozens of moves. You're also trash. You can't even get back your general's body!”
A half-naked man nearly two meters tall pointed at the messenger and cursed.
"Third brother, enough."
Beside him, an old man in a Daoist robe calmly interrupted the burly man's words.
The burly man could only stop talking and stand to the side with his anger.
"This brother has worked hard.”
The old man smiled warmly at the messenger.
The messenger's eyes were burning as he hurriedly said,"Thank you, great teacher.”
After saying that, he kowtowed seriously before leaving.
The old man was Zhang Jiao.
The third brother that Zhang Jiao mentioned was Zhang Liang.
After the messenger disappeared, the smile on Zhang Jiao's face disappeared as well. His sallow face turned even paler.
"
Big Brother, are you alright?" Zhang Liang asked with concern.
Zhang Jiao gently shook his head and pushed away the white hair that blocked his vision. He sighed.
"Fu Kangan's death is fate. The attack on the east gate will be at the end of the night and the next day. This kid's thoughts are unpredictable. We can't be careless. Tell the east gate not to fight."”
"Big brother, what are you afraid of?"
Zhang Liang's heart was filled with anger."The enemy at the east gate is less than ten thousand. I can annihilate them with my troops."”
"What do you know... cough cough..."
Zhang Jiao coughed violently.
"Report!"
At this moment, a Yellow Turban soldier ran in from outside the door and reported loudly,
"Great Master, there is a general at the west gate calling for battle."”
West Gate?
Zhang Jiao stopped coughing and his eyes flashed.
He knew that the other party knew about the situation at the East Gate.
"Do you really think that there's no one in the Yellow Turbans?"
"You're here?" Zhang Jiao looked at a young general standing beside him and smiled.
"Go to the west gate."
"Honorable Master!"
The young general held his helmet with one hand and strode away.
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