Since Liao Hua defeated Lu Bu, he felt that his weapons were not sharp, his martial arts and strategy were not good, so he visited famous craftsmen and asked them to create a three-pointed two-edged sword weighing 46 kilograms for him as his new main combat weapon.

Now that the three-pointed two-edged sword is used in Liao Hua's hand, it has a bit of murderous momentum and grace.

It should be noted that the characteristics of a weapon like a three-pointed two-edged sword are difficult to practice. The unique appearance and control of the control are a big challenge for Liao Hua, who is just in his prime.

Liao Hua held a three-pointed two-edged sword and rushed into the cavalry detachment, which immediately caused a slight omission to maintain a good formation.

The three fork tips and two edges of the three-pointed two-edged knife were used by Liao Hua at a skillful and tricky angle.

The first soldier who blocked Liao Hua was undoubtedly brave, but he was not Liao Hua's opponent. He saw Liao Hua's weapons slashing and stabbing. The soldier's weapons were first shocked and then he was caught off guard and penetrated through his throat and neck by Liao Hua.

Liao Hua took advantage of the situation and entered the market. He was really on the way, with countless broken limbs and wreckage everywhere he passed. This is the absolute difference in force. Liao Hua, a second-rate general, had absolute suppression on a small number of soldiers.

The 2,500 Yellow Turban soldiers behind Liao Transformation were shocked when they saw the commander's bravery, and they screamed and fought with the soldiers of the Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry.

As the main general, he was unstoppable and as his soldiers, he was very energetic. Liao Hua felt that defeating the troops with only 200 people in front of him should only be in an instant.

So he did not look back at all, but rushed forward confidently, trying to fight back and forth a few times before Lu Bu's army came to support.

However, is Bingzhou Wolf Rider really so easy to collapse?

Although the Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry is just a prototype, it still needs endless fighting to be tempered. Although the Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry will suddenly decline after leaving the horse. However, the reason why the Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry deserves this name is because they cannot use common sense to calculate it.

If there was a bystander outside the war, he would see a rather strange phenomenon. Wherever Liao Hua, the chief general of the Yellow Turban Army, passed by, was as powerful as the bamboo shoot, and all those who tried to stop him were killed every once in a while.

The numerous Yellow Turban soldiers tried to rush in through the gap opened by Liao Hua's rushing, but were stopped by the Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry, who filled the gap, and could not make any progress. Even in the face of five or six times the siege of the Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry, every soldier of the Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry had only persistence and persistence on his face.

Liao Hua killed through the army of 200 wolf cavalrymen, but his figure in the army was still a lonely and lonely man. There were still soldiers of wolf cavalry from all directions, even though the Yellow Turban soldiers had ten times more troops than wolf cavalry...

Gradually, the killing rose, and Liao Hua, who was already determined to die, also realized something was wrong, because when his body was splashed with scarlet plasma from twelve enemies, he did not see the expected defeat of the enemy. He did not see the surroundings covered with Yellow Turban soldiers. He only saw that although the soldiers around him were sparse, he was still the one who was "encircled"!

Ma Shenglu always thought that he was just an ordinary little man. As the captain of the cavalry who only commanded 200 people, he found that he did not even have the qualifications to look up to him in front of the real general. The word "General" is like a distant and untouchable word, both sacred and noble in his heart.

"Maybe that is the end point that a humble little person like me will never reach!" He muttered more than once.

For the general, Ma Shenglu felt a natural sense of awe and alienation.

Therefore, he was not killed by Liao Hua at the first time, but a soldier under him replaced his death.

Ma Shenglu bravely rushed to the front line, and Liao Hua was also charged at the front line. However, since Liao Hua was a general, Ma Shenglu subconsciously avoided Liao Hua's edge and chose to take a detour to fight with the Yellow Turban soldiers behind Liao Hua. Therefore, the two main generals who should have had close contact passed by like this.

"General!! He is the general!!! God, why do you make things difficult for me, why do you want me to encounter a general?"

"I am the chief general, and I cannot fight with the invincible general! Otherwise, if I die, the soldiers will definitely collapse!"

"I can't die because I want to complete the military orders assigned by General Zhang and delay the enemy's time as much as possible!"

Flinching, fear, constantly comforting himself, constantly making excuses for himself, Ma Shenglu's mind was in a mess, and these chaotic thoughts made him manic and uneasy. Under a spear, the Yellow Turban soldiers were constantly pierced by fiercely. He was not calm and had dense wounds on his body.

As we can see, the enemy generals were still killing unscrupulously, and the number of 200 soldiers under his wolf cavalry was still declining.

Ma Shenglu suddenly realized that even without him sitting in the formation, these brave men who were fearless would not disperse. He was upset about not believing in the determination of the soldiers, and he was even more ashamed of the little abacus and excuses he had made in his heart.

When he watched another wolf cavalry soldier pierced by five or six sharp blades, but his eyes were wide open and unwilling, his heart was stricken and his struggle finally turned into endless hatred.

"Liao Hua, come on your life!" The thunder of hatred was spoken from Ma Shenglu.

He turned around and stopped caring about how many yellow turbans were behind him who wanted to kill him, and ran towards Liao Hua, who was full of resentment.

"You are the general, I am the captain..."

"But, you're doing..."

Ma Shenglu repeated these two sentences viciously in his mind, and there was a blank space, only the murderous intent was boiling.

Liao Hua looked surprised and after killing another person, he saw the person talking clearly, and suddenly felt bored.

He admitted in his heart that these two hundred people were all famous men, but he was a little disliked by the commander of the two hundred people who dared not fight him.

Originally, Liao Hua was too lazy to kill him, but Ma Shenglu seemed to be determined to fight him, and the rough invitation to fight was louder and louder.

Liao Hua was afraid that his soldiers would misunderstand his intention to not respond to the battle, so he thought about it and went to kill Ma Shenglu.

But between counting the air.

Liao Hua and Ma Shenglu made a deal on the way.

Liao Hua held a 46-pound three-pointed two-edged halberd in his hand, while Ma Shenglu held a white wax spear.

Judging from the appearance, Ma Shenglu is majestic and powerful, rough and powerful, while Liao Hua is white and has no beards and is thin and weak.

However, the outcome of the battle was destined from the beginning.

Ma Shenglu used all his strength and used the basic martial arts he learned to use the complex and changing charm, but for Liao Hua, everything was full of flaws.

After five or six moves, Liao Hua, who had already understood the opponent's ability, flicked and attacked to the left. Ma Shenglu, who was sweating profusely, hurriedly blocked it with a spear, but Liao Hua suddenly turned right after the three-pointed two-edged sword.

With a chirping sound, Ma Shenglu's right shoulder and cheek bone was suddenly pierced. Gradually, his arm drooped, and his weapon also landed on the ground.

Liao Hua seized the opportunity, pulled out the three-pointed two-edged knife and stabbed Ma Shenglu heavily in the stomach. In a few moments, Ma Shenglu was silent.

Seeing the cavalry captain tragically die at Liao Hua's hands, the remaining fifty wolf cavalry not only did not disintegrate, but instead stimulated their wolf spirit.

But in the vast ocean of Yellow Turbans, this 200-man cavalry team seemed not far from defeat.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!