Imperial Power Of Han Dynasty

"Go back, whoever dares to take a step back and die!"

Liu Ye's arm flicked, and the prisoner whose throat had been pierced was immediately thrown down the city. The rest of the prisoners were horrified and stopped, but they saw that Liu Ye was also a prisoner, not a soldier, so their fear was slightly reduced. Someone recognized him and shouted with red eyes: "Brother Liu, the culprit is too fierce. I'm afraid the city wall can't be held. We can't die in vain..."

Liu Ye held his hand horizontally, his body bathed in blood like a **** of war, and he swept across the prisoners coldly: "The Yellow Turban thief doesn't have three heads and six arms. They have two shoulders with a head. Is there any fear? Is there no **** man in Lixian? ?"

The prisoners were discouraged, and naturally they would not change because of Liu Ye's words. Many people moved forward, still trying to flee. Some even looked at Liu Ye fiercely and wanted to get rid of him as a roadblocker.

Liu Ye felt the bad eyes of the prisoners, and a fierce murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He didn't stop the prisoners from worrying about the country and the people, but to survive. He knew very well that only by desperately defending the city can there be a ray of life, and if anyone wants to delay the defense Cheng, that would cut his life, naturally he would not be merciful. He was confident enough to slay the prisoners in front of him, and the **** spear pointed at the prisoners.

"Zhi Niang thief, who dares to do something to Brother Liu, a certain bit him alive!"

With a violent shout, Liu Ye heard the sound and saw that a man with a deer-headed mouse-brained man and a group of prisoners Ding Zhuang ran over aggressively. It was the shadowless Wu De who had just hid.

Liu Ye didn't relax his vigilance. He and Wude were also bound to each other, and now it is not certain whether he is an enemy or a friend.

Wu De ran in front of Liu Ye, first yelled his eldest brother, and then held up the ring knife and yelled at the prisoners: "Who would dare to make a mistake!"

The people behind him also glared with cross-brows, weapons in their hands showing up, bows and arrows, in a desperate posture.

The escaped prisoners looked at each other, after all, they did not dare to do anything. After hesitating for a moment, they gritted their teeth and killed them. It is better to die in the hands of the yellow turban than in the hands of their own people.

Liu Ye breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he didn't want to fight in the same room. He turned around and held a fist to Wu De who was on the side, "Thank you brother Wu De for your help..."

"Brother is serious."

Wu De turned his head and pointed at the crowd behind him and said, "These are my brothers in the clan. I have long admired the fame of the big brother. As long as the big brother greets you, don't dare to refuse!"

Liu Ye clasped his fists and thanked these people again, but he didn't take Wude's praise too seriously. What prestige could the ranger have, and his notoriety was about the same.

The battlefield was not a place for talking, and yellow turban **** ants were attached to many city walls, and everyone quickly dispersed to fight.

Just as the crowd was killing the enemy in blood, an exclamation suddenly came from the distant city wall: "Junhou is dead!"

Immediately after the prisoners and strong men who had just returned, and some of the soldiers came back in a swarm, Liu Ye was taken aback, and hurriedly stopped one of the soldiers and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"There was a yellow turban thief over there that was too fierce. A dozen brothers died under his hand. The Junhou fought him and was beheaded with a single knife..." Han Zu was panicked and broke free of his pull without looking back. The withdrawal went down.

Liu Ye looked at that section of the city wall, and saw that the black, yellow turban pawns pressed down along the city wall. The defenders who could not retreat along the way were chopped over from behind, screaming and falling to the city head.

Liu Ye gritted his teeth and clenched Chang Li to greet him in the astonishment of the soldiers who passed him by.

"Crazy, crazy!" someone cried looking at Liu Ye's figure.

Liu Ye can't control that much anymore. Naturally, he dare to go up. The city wall of Lixian is only two feet wide, and can stand up to ten people standing side by side, while the length of his hand is 2.5 meters, just enough to hold it. The city wall, he has an estimate of his own martial arts, at least it can be delayed until the reinforcements arrive.

At this time, the yellow turban pawns also saw Liu Ye, who was dragging Changli and rushing towards him. He was also startled. Then he grinned and slashed with his weapon, trying to chop the deadly enemies in front of him into flesh.

But they completely underestimated Liu Ye's strength.

I saw Liu Ye's long stalking behind him suddenly swung forward, accustomed to the fierce howling, with a two-foot-long blade passing by like a waning moon, and a string of blood was thrown out from the tip of the blade, which was originally in the front. The four yellow trousers leaned backwards like hitting a wall, and the cloth armor on their chests was opened with a huge blood mouth. It is clearly visible that the bone wounds show the power of this blow!

The formation of the yellow turban pawns was frustrated, but the defender was defeated by Notoden. These yellow turban pawns were fierce pawns who have experienced many battles. They immediately responded. The pawns holding shields immediately rushed towards Liu Ye. The swordsman behind followed right and left and outflanked Liu Ye's swing.

Once the long weapon has no room for maneuvering, facing a group of swordsman and shield hands, it will only have to kill the neck.

However, Liu Ye's Liuhe big gun, which Liu Ye had practiced for 20 years in his last life, was close to far away. I saw that he held the tail of the long stalk and stabbed forward. The heavy and awkward long stalked immediately pulled out several spears. When the two shield hands in front of Liu Ye had a flower, the wooden shield wrapped in iron was suddenly shattered into a big hole by the vibrating force on the pole, and Li Feng inserted into the hearts of the two without hindrance, and then withdrew. .

In fact, this set of actions was completed only in a blink of an eye. Without the shielding of the shield hand, the swordsman who jumped close to both sides was instantly hit by the rebounding pole. The person swept down the city wall, and then there was a heavy landing accompanied by screams.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen yellow turban steppers died in Liu Ye's hands. The yellow turban steppers behind immediately stopped and looked at Liu Ye in surprise. No one dared to step forward.

They didn't move, Liu Ye kept moving, the long squat in his hand was like a long snake out of a hole, and the front flashed, and a yellow turban stepper in front of him was pierced through his body, and even the screams could not be heard from his mouth and nose. Plop down.

The yellow trousers roared boldly, and rushed over.

Liu Ye didn’t use his arms to swing back and forth to pierce the gun, but he held the pole with one hand, like a sledge. The long squat moved forward and backward, and within a short while, more than a dozen yellow scarf pawns fell. Next, Liu Ye piled up corpses that could submerge his calves.

Liu Ye stepped forward on the corpse, but in his heart he was amazed that the big gun was really a weapon on the battlefield. No wonder it was written in many history books that the generals who were good at making the big gun could step on the company camp. Now it seems that as long as the body is strong, the enemy has no What kind of crossbow to shoot, let alone dozens of people, even hundreds of people can be defeated.

At the moment when there was a slight distraction in his mind, Liu Ye suddenly took a cold back, and his forward-looking body suddenly stopped, and the veins bulged in the hand that held the long squat, almost hurriedly sweeping to the side and back.

"Zheng!"

A truncated arrow was inserted diagonally into the battlement, revealing a half truncated tail.

Liu Ye's tiger's mouth was numb, and the Fengfeng in his hand burst into a small mouth. He watched closely that the blade was still vibrating slightly, making a slight buzzing sound.

Someone actually put a secret arrow!

Liu Ye's heart was chilled, and the numbness from the tiger's mouth reminded him that this arrow was at least a two-stone hard bow. If he hadn't learned the keen power of listening with a big gun in his previous life, he would be afraid that he would not be able to avoid this arrow today.