...

"Huh~~"

"Puff~~"

“Uh~~”

The crossbow spear shot from the octagonal crossbow roared through the shield in the hand of the last Far East Sabre Shield on the battlefield, ruthlessly breaking through his chest.

The sword and shield hand was shocked by the huge thrust and took a few steps back. He stared at the thick crossbow pole on his chest with disbelief. He turned around weakly to Xiahou Qiong who was still standing in the middle of the battlefield. Finally, his eyes turned black and he fell heavily on the land of Xiaolongdao Chuchun.

At dusk, Xiahou Qiong's troops left behind all the soldiers who were cut off from behind under the fierce attack of the octagonal crossbow and a large number of Yongzhou soldiers. Only Xiahou Qiong stood alone in the middle of the battlefield with guns.

"Huh~~"

Facing the soldiers of Yongzhou soldiers who were gradually approaching around, Xiahou Qiong closed his eyes and sniffed out a heavy breath of turbid air...

The cold wind blows, the crows are roaring, and the unfallen figure is about to usher in his last destination on this tragic and indescribable battlefield.

In the first half of his life, he mistakenly committed a thief and wasted a lot of time. In the second half of his life, he suddenly realized and found the dignity that he should have for his generals.

Xiahou Qiong did not regret his choice. The general was famous after hundreds of battles. He was content in his life to experience such a refreshing battle.

Suddenly, when his tiger eyes opened, the strong murderous intent emitting from his pupils did not fade away, and his confident expression still hung on his face without drying blood.

The powerful murderous aura made the Yongzhou soldiers surrounding him stunned, and their legs were uncontrollably taken back several steps.

"Bang~"

But when Xiahou Qiong lifted his iron spear and raised it slightly, then he turned back to the ground heavily, and the dry and hard land immediately splashed into pieces of grass and wood.

Cold eyes glanced at the surrounding enemies, and finally locked on the wide shields in front of the Zhizhou Army, and tightly grasped the gun rod in his hand.

Quiet, suffocating...

Cold, harsh...

Proud, from the heart...

Laugh, the brave are not afraid...

“Ha~”

Xiahou Qiong laughed dryly, and the iron spear in his hand suddenly turned. In an instant, cold light was dotted, and in the afterglow of the sunset, it exuded a dazzling murderous aura.

"Puchi~"

"Bang~"

"Sher~"

"Boom~"

Xiahou Qiong's body was like a Jaguar, and his long spear in his hand turned into a silver dragon. He drove straight in with an incredible offensive and took the shield-pulling formation ahead.

The soldiers blocked along the way, under the ravage of iron spears, were completely defeated by the soldiers of Zhizhou. Under the attack of the blade, they all became dead souls under the silver spear, and were forced to break out of a bloody way forward by Xiahou Qiong.

"Du~~"

In a blink of an eye, Xiahou Qiong had already arrived in front of the shield-pulling formation, aimed at a wide shield, and pierced through a forceful shot.

Under such an amazing offensive, the generous shield was unable to block the attack of the iron spear. The soldiers of Zhizhou Army, who were huddled after the shield, were surprised to find that the bloody spear tip had penetrated the shield, and their minds were blank...

"Ah~"

With a roar, Xiahou Qiong raised his spear and his generous shield immediately took off from the sword shield's hand and was lifted into the high air.

"Puchi~"

Without waiting for the sword and shield to react, the iron spear had already ruthlessly penetrated his body. Before his consciousness became blurred, the last scene came into his eyes was a man like a god of war, looking at him contemptuously.

He pulled his gun and jumped into the enemy formation, like a wolf entering a flock of sheep. The soldiers in the formation were shocked and dared not approach. The originally purged army showed signs of chaos.

"Puff puff puff puff puff puff..."

Blood splatters, silver dragons dance, and Xiahou Qiong's spear will bring up a splash of blood every time he swung his spear. Every time he takes a step, a heavy body will fall down.

Kill one person in ten steps, and go without leaving a thousand miles...

At this moment, Xiahou Qiong had reached the state of unity of man and gun, and his spirit had surpassed the limit that could be endured.

The consciousness has already begun to blur as the physical strength goes by. Only the blood marks scratched by the tip of the gun bring out a series of shrill miserable howls make him feel that he is still alive...

Now he only has one thought in his mind, that is, kill! Kill through the array and take the main general under the big crow...

"What are you all doing? Stop him! Wasted!"

Seeing Xiahou Qiong getting closer and closer to him, all the soldiers who tried to get close to him and block him became dead souls under the gun. Dong Hu was extremely uneasy and kept urging the soldiers to stop him from getting closer to him.

"Archer, shoot him to death, shoot~"

At the critical moment, Dong Hu thought of the archers in his army. With his order, the infantrymen who went to block Xiahou Qiong retreated from both sides, providing the archers with a good vision.

"Shoot the arrow~~"

"Shit..."

"Ding Ding Ding Ding..."

"Puff puff puff puff puff..."

Countless arrows flew towards Xiahou Qiong, and when they landed on him, they immediately splashed out dazzling sparks and turbulent blood.

When a feather arrow pierced Xiahou Qiong's neck, his attacking pace slowed down. He held the gun and let blood flow through his armor.

"Huh~"

Seeing that Xiahou Qiong was covered with arrows and another fatal arrow was hit in his throat, Dong Hu then wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and took a deep breath. Then he pushed away the soldiers blocking him majestic and walked towards Xiahou Qiong's body.

"Hmph..." Dong Hu walked around Xiahou Qiong's body, who was leaning on the spot, and couldn't help but sneer and said sarcastically, "Aren't you quite capable? If you have the ability, move me, move me, hum..."

After saying that, Dong Hu turned around and shouted at the Zhizhou Army behind him: "Look at you group of trash, so many people were almost broken by one person. I really don't know what the use of raising you!"

These soldiers who were scolded bowed their heads in shame. Indeed, they were all scared by Xiahou Qiong's attack just now and had no courage to stop him.

Dong Hu waved his hand and said, "Okay, it's been delayed all day. Hurry up and clean up the battlefield and go to meet with General Xu immediately!" After leaving a sentence, he walked towards the formation.

"Bang..."

Suddenly, a metallic touching the ground sound came from behind Dong Hu.

Dong Hu was shocked and quickly looked back, and was immediately scared.

Xiahou Qiong, who had originally thought he was dead, suddenly opened his eyes again, and his left palm, covered in blood, pressed heavily on Dong Hu's shoulders.

"No, let go~ Let me go~"

Dong Hu kept twisting his body to break away from Xiahou Qiong's iron hand, but no matter how hard he used, the palm that held his shoulder tightly seemed to be fixed, and he couldn't break free.

"bass……"

But Xiahou Qiong suddenly pulled out a dagger from his waist, looked at Dong Hu with a grin on his face, and slowly moved the dagger to his neck.

"You guys quickly deal with him~~"

Dong Hu, who was almost scared, let out a scream from his throat that was not as loud as a human voice, immediately awakening the other soldiers around him and rushed towards Xiahou Qiong.

"Puchi~"

"Sher~"

"Ah~my eyes~"

Just as the soldier cut open Xiahou Qiong's neck and overturned him, the dagger in Xiahou Qiong's hand flashed and slid across Dong Hu's left eye.

Dong Hu's intuition was blood red afterwards, and the violent stinging pain made him fall to the ground, covering his eyes and starting to roll.

Xiahou Qiong fell down. Before his consciousness dissipated, he looked at the afterglow of the sunset and showed a hint of relief on his face.

"This life is worth it!"

...

"Wei Duwei, the enemy's cavalry is approaching..."

"Speak softly, wait until you get close to twenty steps before calling me, let me sleep for a while..."

On the way to the Qinling Mountains, Liu Ce's main force found that the cavalry behind him had been chasing him, but he refused to go forward to fight with him. In order to give them a warning, he ordered Wei Dian to lead two hundred guards to ambush in a dense forest. When the enemy passed by, he continued to lead his army to rush towards the Qinling Mountains.

"Haha~"

The sound of the cavalry's hooves became closer and closer. The spy in charge of observation had discovered that a team of enemy cavalry was within fifty steps, and immediately prepared the ambush in the dense forest.

“Hosh~~”

At this time, Wei Dian made a deafening snoring sound, but saw him leaning against a tree pole and falling asleep.

“Twenty steps~”

The personal soldiers around Wei Dian shouted at Wei Dian when the enemy cavalry entered a twenty-step distance.

However, Wei Ding did not react at all and was still fighting wits and courage with Duke Zhou in his dream.

"Five steps!"
To be continued...