Fear. Fear was a kind of intense and suppressed emotional experience when one was faced with a dangerous situation and tried to get rid of it but was powerless.
The most terrifying thing about this feeling was that it spread extremely quickly.
At this moment, less than a hundred of the two thousand old and weak had been slaughtered.
The fear that spawns. Fear had already reached a critical point.
Ding! Your infantry is too afraid of death. Fear, black into a cold spear--Luo Cheng!
Ding! Your remaining infantry are too afraid of death. He was afraid and turned into the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun!
"Success!"
Yang Yu could not help but exclaim in excitement.
At the cost of nearly 2,000 lives, the system mechanism was finally triggered.
The process and price were extremely bloody. Only 19 people were left to successfully trigger it. It was a world of difference from the first 100% success rate.
It was almost no different from raising Gu.
However, the generous rewards it brought were worth it even if the price was ten times more!
In the battle, the eighteen cavalries of Yan Yun were wearing cold clothes, with scimitars at their waists, masks on their faces, and black scarves on their heads. Only their eyes were exposed, revealing a terrifying light!
They wore long black cloaks and riding boots, equipped with daggers. Eighteen of them carried large bows on their backs, each carrying eighteen arrows. At the same time, they were equipped with a full moon scimitar and fine iron spears!
Her attire was already enough to make one shudder.
As for the Thunder of the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun. Ting's methods made the new Cao soldiers even more frightened.
The shiny scimitar was like the Milky Way, flashing with red light.
The Cao army, which was originally on the rise of slaughter, became the target of slaughter instead.
Yan Yun's 18 cavalry passed by, and corpses were everywhere.
He was like a bloodthirsty cheetah in the dark, harvesting lives crazily.
However, the one who shone the most was the cold-faced battle general.
She had delicate features and resolute facial features.
He wore a silver crown on his head, his hair reaching his eyebrows in the front and his hair draped over his shoulders in the back. He wore a brocade robe and a fish-scale armor.
He drew his bow and inserted an arrow, hung his sword and whip, and used a five-hook divine flying spear to dance like a flower.
The spear was invincible. It seemed to be casually picking, wiping, slashing, and lifting, but it was like an eternal chain that mortals could not resist. Resistance.
Xiahou Dun, who was leading the army to encircle and suppress Xue Rengui, did not like this job at first. He wanted to touch Xue Rengui personally.
Who would have thought that after the remaining old and weak soldiers rushed into the dense forest, they would be like a different person, killing in all directions.
How could this be?
Xiahou Dun roared angrily and rode away with his long saber.
He happened to meet a Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry, Xiahou raised his sword and slashed at his head.
In a flash, the scimitar was unsheathed, shining brightly.
He actually knocked away this powerful and heavy saber.
The angle was tricky and the strength was ingenious.
Xiahou Dun was slightly shocked.
Although he had underestimated his opponent, this blade was not something that ordinary people could take on.
While feeling puzzled, the two horses crossed paths. The cavalryman didn't hesitate and continued to harvest the Cao Cavalry.
Xiahou Dun was anxious, but he still gritted his teeth and charged towards his biggest target.
The cold-faced general who wielded a spear.
In a short period of time, dozens of cavalrymen had been defeated by him. In the long run, it was estimated that none of the 500 cavalrymen survived.
"You need to be arrogant to attack that thief general!"
Xiahou Dun held his breath and focused his attention, going all out.
Luo Cheng looked coldly from afar. He was just worried that he could not find the right person. He did not expect an official to take the initiative to come to his door. How could he not fight?
So he gave up those miscellaneous fish and went straight for Xiahou Dun.
The sharp edge of the blade and spear slashed the wind and moon to resist.
Xiahou Dun swung his blade with one arm and slashed at Luo Cheng's waist. The latter's spear flew in the air. Three crisp sounds of ding could be heard as he tapped the sharp edge of the big blade.
The two horses crossed each other, and the victor was not determined.
He turned his horse around and fought again.
Xiahou Dun no longer held back. His weapons danced like a chariot, with the momentum of cutting off water.
"Drink!"
Xiahou Dun shouted like a thunderbolt.
In official history, he was a brave general who had fought three battles without losing to Lu Bu.
Seeing Xiahou Dun's ferocity, Luo Cheng was slightly surprised. At the same time, he turned his left wrist.
The Five Hook Divine Flying Spear was like a swimming dragon, waiting to flip to his right palm and swing.
When--
Sparks flew in all directions as metal and stone clashed.
After the weapons clashed, both sides were shocked by each other's strength until their forefingers went numb.
What a strong grip!
The two of them had the same thought at the same time.
After standing for another ten rounds, Xiahou Dun saw that he could not take down Luo Cheng for a long time, and his heart gradually became anxious.
The main forces of the two armies were about to reach the front, and the pressure on Cao Cao would definitely multiply.
The sooner he dealt with them, the faster he could send reinforcements.
Other than that, the most important thing was the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun.
Even though they were few in number, when they landed among the hundreds of Cao Cavalry, they were like butterflies piercing through flowers. Not only did they not suffer any casualties, but they were also able to cause continuous casualties.
He couldn't afford to drag it out!
The more Xiahou Dun thought about it, the more anxious he became. His attacks became more and more ruthless. He focused on offense and light defense, risking his life.
Luo Cheng swung the spear horizontally. Unexpectedly, Xiahou Dun's eyes turned red from killing with all his might. He did not stop and turned his broadsword sideways, slashing at Luo Cheng's right palm along the spear shaft.
If this move hits, Luo Cheng's right hand will be cut off at the wrist.
However, if he abandoned his spear, Xiahou Dun would definitely be seriously ill and die. The saber would continue to slash at him, and he would not be able to block it.
In a flash, the cold-faced Luo Cheng's eyes turned cold and he sneered.
Both of his palms twisted in the opposite direction, and the spear shaft spun rapidly!
He actually flicked Xiahou Dun's saber away.
The subtlety of his movements and the cleverness of his response were really rare.
On the other hand, Xiahou Dun did not expect that his sure-kill move would not only be easily resolved, but it would also be attacked first. It was too late for him to dodge.
In his eyes, the tip of the Five Hook Divine Flying Spear grew larger and larger, and its sharpness grew stronger and stronger.
Blood flew everywhere!
Xiahou Dun was kicked out. Ma Xia!
"General-"
The trusted soldiers shouted, they were all frightened and rode their horses to save.
Luo Cheng was just about to fire another shot, but he did not expect Xiahou Dun's trusted soldiers to be so fearless that they jumped off their horses to take the hit.
The spear pierced through three people!
However, the spear pierced through their chests, and the three of them grabbed onto the spear shaft, refusing to let go until they died.
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