Chapter 79: See the lord

Zhou Cang stared at Cheng Yuanzhi like a wolf and said in a deep voice: "You can leave quickly, and the horses will stay."

Cheng Yuanzhi's face changed and he shouted, "Why? The horse Nai took it first, why did he stay with you?"

Zhou Cang frowned and said coldly: "This is the territory of Yingchuan. All the horses, money, and equipment they have obtained belong to the 800 bandits."

Cheng Yuanzhi was so angry that he shouted: "This guy is so unreasonable, so he won't be with him. Could it be that you dare to rob him?"

"Do you think I don't dare?" Zhou Cang raised his hand and said sternly, "Brothers, be prepared to throw a sword!"

"Clang~~"

The continuous sound of iron tools rubbing, and more than fifty cavalry and cavalrymen put their sabers into their sheaths. Each of them pulled a sharp spear from behind the saddle and held it in their hands. More than 50 sharp spears reflected the dazzling cold light of the setting sun, like more than fifty cruel hungry wolf, with their bloody mouths showing their sharp and ferocious fangs.

"Kill~~"

Zhou Cang led his gun forward, and more than 50 cavalry and robbers rode forward, and rushed towards Cheng Yuanzhi's more than 100 cavalry and Yellow Turban bandits. Cheng Yuanzhi's eyes were fierce, and murderous intent emerged. He also raised his sword to greet him. More than 100 cavalry and Yellow Turban bandits behind him rushed over in a mess. For a moment, there were sounds of killing on the river beach.

Two cavalrymen approached quickly, and a cruel murderous intent ignited from Zhou Cang's eyes. In an instant, Zhou Cang's loud and shrill roar resounded through the sky.

"Kill~~"

Zhou Cang gave an order.

"So Soo Soo~~"

The continuous sound of breaking through the air was heard, and more than 50 sharp spears had already emerged from the bandit cavalry formation, drawing blurry and strange curves in the air, interlacing into a cold spear formation, instantly flying over the heads of the Yellow Turban Cavalry, and finally piercing down with the coldness of death~~

"When~~"

Cheng Yuanzhi slashed with a diagonal slash and threw a gun. As the sound of the golden iron in Qingyue ground clashed, the direction of the gun suddenly turned, swept across his side, and plunged into the chest cavity of the Yellow Turban thief who was following Cheng Yuanzhi. The sharp three-edged spear blade easily cut open the muscle tissue and bones of the Yellow Turban thief, piercing through the fragile body.

“Uh~~”

The Yellow Turban Thief howled shrillly, and fell from the horse's back. The cavalry behind him came like a tide and trampled over him unstoppable. The poor Yellow Turban Thief was trampled on his head before he could even struggle. His body twitched twice in a vague way and then he was silent, without any more sound.

"Puff~~"

“Wow~~”

“Ah~~”

"Oh~~"

In an instant, the sound of sharp weapons cutting through flesh and screams intertwined into one piece. More than 50 guns that were pierced in the air caused tragic damage to the Yellow Turban Cavalry. In an instant, more than 30 cavalry fell from the horse's back. They either turned into meat paste by their companions, or broke their neck and leg bones, and completely lost their combat power.

"Go to die~~"

Zhou Cang Chang howled. Chuo knife was in his hand, raised it high above the top, and stood up straight from the horse's back on his feet on the kickstick. Suddenly, the two horses intersected. The sharp sabers were already wrapped in a powerful momentum, and they slashed down fiercely like Mount Tai. They slashed Cheng Yuanzhi's left shoulder directly, and a big knife slashed Cheng Yuanzhi into two postures.

Cheng Yuanzhi tightened his legs tightly with his horse's belly, and was about to slash his knife, but he was frightened to see Zhou Cang standing up from the back of the horse! Then he slashed down with a high knife, with a terrifying momentum.

"When~~"

The sound of the golden iron clashing in the clear Yue pierced the sky. Two horses crossed like lightning. Zhou Cang stood like a mountain on the horse's back, but Cheng Yuanzhi shook violently a few times and almost fell from the horse's back.

"Ding~"

"Puff~"

“Uh~~”

The sound of metal hitting, the sound of bones shattering, and the screams intertwined again. The two cavalrymen collided fiercely like two torrents. In an instant, a brilliant blood flower appeared. The two cavalrymen suddenly merged and split, and then they interspered, but dozens of corpses were lying down on the ground. Dozens of horses without owner neighed and fled to the distance in horror.

"Well~~"

Cheng Yuanzhi tried hard to hold the mount under his crotch and looked around, unable to believe his eyes! The original more than 100 cavalry were only more than 40 cavalry left! Looking back, he saw that the enemy cavalry in Zhoucang had already turned around and re-arranged the rushing formation. After a rough count, there were still more than 50 cavalry!

The cold cold spreads in Cheng Yuanzhi's body like a spider silk. Even the devil Dong Zhuo's Western Liang Iron Cavalry is hard to have such terrifying lethality! Cheng Yuanzhi has a new understanding of the powerful combat power of the eight hundred bandits. These guys are not humans at all, they are clearly monsters and devils! This is not an army at all, but a group of wild beasts!

"Prepare to throw a gun~~"

Zhou Cang's cold roar sounded again on the river beach, and more than 50 cavalry bandits returned to their scabbards again, and took out another sharp spear from behind the saddle, lifting their ears straight.

Fear ~~ It spreads like a poisonous weed in the hearts of the Yellow Turban Cavalry.

"Let's go~~"

Cheng Yuanzhi turned his horse's head and slashed his back hard on the horse's thighs. The war horse let go of his four hooves and galloped away. In the end, the more than 40 surviving horses were like a general amnesty, and they all breathed a sigh of relief and rushed to follow Yi.

"Hehe~~If I had known this, why would I do this forever??" Zhou Cang grinned, revealing two rows of cold steel teeth. Then he turned back to his saddle and ordered, "Clear the battlefield immediately and gather the horses~~"

...

Outside Changshe City, Zhangliang Daying.

A major military meeting that concerns the fate of the Yellow Turban Army was being held in a tense atmosphere. Zhang Liang convened almost all senior generals of the Yellow Turban Army, including Ma Yue and He Yi, to discuss major plans.

In the camp, He Yi's speech was finished.

"Bang!"

Pei Yuanshao slapped the table, glanced at He Yi coldly, and said in a deep voice: "The last general thinks that the remaining Yingchuan is waiting for the Han army to come to attack, and there is only a dead end! Only by jumping out of Yingchuan and mobilizing the Han army, and making him exhausted, will our army have a chance to win!"

Pei Yuanshao is the only general qualified to participate in today's meeting except Ma Yue. Ma Yue does not want to break up with Zhang Liang for the time being. These words are the most appropriate for Pei Yuanshao.

Zhang Liang's eyebrows were furrowed in an instant. Not to mention whether Pei Yuanshao's words were justified. But his arrogant attitude was enough to show that he had never taken him as a general seriously. If it were not for Ma Yue's instructions, would Pei Yuanshao dare to be so arrogant? What is Ma Yue trying to do? Do you want to seize power?

Zhang Liang was solemn in his heart and quietly glanced at Ma Yue. He saw Ma Yue's eyelids lowered and closed his eyes to rest, and he ignored the arrogant and domineering generals under his command.

"Rareless!" He Yi couldn't bear it anymore. He also slapped the table and said sternly, "How dare every man be so arrogant?"

Pei Yuanshao said in a slutty way: "Who is the every man scolding?"

He Yi drew his sword in his hand and said sternly: "What are you scolding you? Do you dare to fight someone alone?"

Pei Yuanshao was not willing to be outdone, so he drew his sword in his hand and shouted, "What are you afraid of?"

"Enough!" Zhang Liang couldn't bear it anymore and slapped the table. He said sternly, "Do you still have me, the general in your eyes? Stop with me~~"

He Yi groaned and retreated back to the seat angrily.

Ma Yue also glanced at Pei Yuanshao and scolded calmly: "Yuanshao must not be rude."

Pei Yuanshao turned his sword back and returned to the sheath and sat down angrily.

...

On the streets of Changshe County, a large group of strong and ragged yellow-turban thieves rushed over in a mess. The soldiers smashed things when they saw them, robbed them when they saw beautiful women, and even killed them when they got angry. They didn't ask the reason at all. They didn't know whether it was a man, woman, old or young. The whole street was messed up for a moment.

"Hey, he's such a big house!"

The Yellow Turban General, led by the leader, suddenly stopped his footsteps, tilted his head to look at the towering gatehouse on the street, and his eyes showed a greedy look. This must be a wealthy family, and there must be a lot of money and perhaps a beautiful woman. Thinking of this, the Yellow Turban General's eyes showed a burning lust.

"Brothers, there must be many delicious and fun things in this room. Come and have a look with me, hehe."

The Yellow Turban General whistled, and the large group of Yellow Turban thieves surrounded him.

"Stop, this is the warehouse forbidden area. Those who approach without authorization~~ Kill without mercy!"

At this moment, a cold sound suddenly sounded like thunder.

The leader of the Yellow Turban general was shocked when he heard the sound. When he looked at it, he found that there were four cold-looking soldiers guarding outside the gate. The four soldiers were all wearing leather armor, with steel knives on their waists, dark and cold scales on their leather armor, and the armor was lined with brand new red cloth robes. They were both majestic and dazzling. These four were just ordinary soldiers, but their equipment was much cooler than the general who led a team of thousands of people.

Damn, the equipment of the Eight Hundred Bandits is really sophisticated! A trace of greed flashed through the eyes of the Yellow Turban General, and he pulled down his face and shouted in a deep voice: "What kind of warehouse restricted area, do you know who I am? Get out of here!"

The dozens of soldiers and pampered behind the Yellow Turban General also surrounded the generals, blocking the door in a fan shape, and threatening: "Get out!"

The four bandits were not afraid, and pulled out their waist knife with their backhands, and said in a stern manner: "No matter who you are, those who approach you without permission are ~ kill without mercy!"

The Yellow Turban General slanted his eyes and sneered: "Yoho~~ I really dare to do it!"

Behind the Yellow Turban General, dozens of soldiers were also clamoring. Obviously, they did not think that these four bandits really dared to take action, they were just bluffing.

The Yellow Turban General relied on the large number of people and power, and the four bandits did not dare to take action. He took the lead and approached him two steps, bent down in a narrow way, stretched his head to the bandits, and exposed his big neck and said, "Are you getting close to me? Are you a kind of attack? Kill?"

The bandit closest to the Yellow Turban General had a fierce light in his eyes, and a cold light shone. The sharp steel knife in his hand slashed down without any mercy, without even caring about the other party's identity.

"Puff~"

The sharp weapon cut through the flesh and blood, and the blood splashed. The big head of the Yellow Turban General had already separated from his body. After falling to the ground, he rolled forward and rolled far away, until the feet of the group of Yellow Turban soldiers. The group of Yellow Turban soldiers seemed to be stupid, looking at the headless corpse that was still squirting blood, and for a moment he was suspected to be in a dream.

The bandit slashed the Yellow Turban general with one sword, then took a step, slashed his chest, stretched out his tongue and licked the remaining blood on the blade greedily. He said coldly: "Little wild dog, blow the trumpet to warn~~"

“Woo~~”

In an instant, a loud trumpet sound shattered the silent long street.

At this moment, the group of Yellow Turban soldiers finally reacted from the violent shock. A small leader of Yellow Turban screamed shrillly: "They killed the general, they killed the general, and the general is dead~~"

"Kill them~"

"Kill them to avenge the general~"

"Kill them~~"

The soldiers and gangsters started to clamor and drew their swords in their hands. Relying on the large crowds of people, they rushed to the four gatekeeper bandits. The four bandits were divided into two, three of them drew their swords to protect themselves and fought hard. The bandits named "Little Wild Dog" bulged their cheeks and blew the horns hard.

"Woo~Woo~Woo~Woo~~"

The horn sounds endlessly and resounds through the sky.

A moment later, Guan Hai led more than ten cavalry bandits to kill him like a ferocious spirit. He happened to see dozens of Yellow Turban thieves attacking around the gate of the arsenal. Two bandits were covered in blood and were fighting desperately against the gate. One of the bandits' right leg was cut off by one of them, and blood was flowing all over the ground, but one leg was dragged to fight to the death. The other bandits were even more miserable, their abdomen were lifted open and their intestines flowed out several times. However, they still gritted their teeth and fought to the death. One Yellow Turban thief was not careful and half of his head was cut off by him.
To be continued...