Imperial Power Of Han Dynasty

"Geng Bi, die!"

Geng Bi only felt that a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of him, and a violent murderous intent came in. Then a face with hideous features suddenly appeared in front of him, accompanied by a bright color.

Puff!

The sharp blade entered the flesh, and the long sword in Sombra's hand easily pierced through the contemptible chest, and it went straight into the handle, and most of the sword body came out.

"Hmm..." Blood gushed from Geng Bi's mouth, his palms firmly grasped the black shadow, and his two eyes were rolling on his face, as if to remember what the person who killed him was before he died. kind.

"who are you?"

"A certain is Han Sui's account, Yang Wu school Wei Yan Xing."

"Gushi!"

The guards around Geng Bi were all taken aback, as if the sky was collapsing, and Ma Teng, who was closest to Geng Bi, was even more distraught.

"The culprit will die!"

In a furious situation, Ma Teng drew the ring head knife from his waist and took a sudden step forward. He held the handle of the knife in both hands and smashed it with a force that struck Huashan. The blade made a sound of breaking wind.

A gust of wind suddenly hit, and Yan Xing was suddenly startled. He didn't expect that such Ma Teng's counterattack was so fierce, it should not be underestimated.

He grabbed the hilt of the sword and put a foot on Geng Bi's chest. The moment the short sword was pulled out, a large amount of blood leaked from the wound.

when!

The ring head slashed heavily on the dagger, Yan Xing's hands shook, and his knees immediately fell to the ground.

"Good thief, someone must kill you today!"

There seemed to be flames burning in Ma Teng's eyes. He shot with anger, swept through and slashed with the first knife around, violent, and his moves were vigorous. Yan Xing, who had only a short sword, was hard to resist, only parry and not fighting back. Force, retreat step by step under the pressure of Ma Teng.

"what!"

When the sword was cut down, the short sword in Yan Xing's hand suddenly dropped out. He himself was forced to retreat seven or eight steps by the great power of Ma Teng's long sword and sat on the ground.

"Thief, die!"

Ma Teng yelled, jumped and cut directly, pressing down the ring first knife in the air, trying to split his defenseless Yan Xing in half.

Yan Xing's heart trembled, anxious and wise, reached out his hand to grab Huang Yan who was stunned next to him, and pulled him in front of him.

Huang Yan was greatly frightened, waving his hands and feet wildly, "Ma Sima, don't kill certain, don't kill certain!"

It's hard to turn the arrow back when opening the bow. What's more, Ma Teng has long believed that Huang Yan is a conspiracy to frame the governor. How can his subordinates show mercy?

The ring head knife slashed with all its strength, and Huang Yan's body was instantly split in half. Yan Xing grabbed a body with his hands, bloody.

Ma Teng refused to let Yan Xing go. He stepped forward and tried to slash with a knife. Yan Xing hurriedly threw the two corpses in his hand and was chopped into four by Ma Teng Huohuo, betraying the Han Dynasty's Jiuquan County prefect. Huang Yan was just beheaded by Ma Teng, divided into four sections, and could not die.

However, Huang Yan's body also bought time for Yan Xing. He grabbed a spear from the sergeant beside him.

With the spear in his hand, Yan Xing cheered up, and shook the spear at Ma Teng: "Wu, that reckless man, you and I will fight again!"

Ma Teng yelled: "You insidious villain, a rebellious thief, if a knife in your hand doesn't drink the blood from your neck today, how can you give up?"

The spear in Yan Xing's hand was like a poisonous snake, and he greeted him abruptly, holding the weapon in hand, and Yan Xing's confidence greatly increased. Although Ma Teng looked like a mad tiger, he could barely resist it for a while.

And with the passage of time, the power that suddenly gushed out of Ma Teng's body was slowly fading, and Yan Xing was stabbed with a spear in his body without notice, still gritted his teeth.

"Shoucheng, Shoucheng..."

At this moment, there was a groan from behind Ma Teng. He turned his head and saw that he was talking about Shi Shi Geng Bian. He was surrounded by a group of guards. He was shackled to stop the bleeding, but he just did that. The sword was inserted too deep, causing the blood flowing out of the wound to gurgle continuously, so Geng Hui's complexion turned white and his lips turned purple.

Hearing Geng Bi calling out to himself, Ma Teng slapped Yan Xing Xu: "I will spare your life today, you must be killed in the future!"

Having said that, Ma Teng hurriedly turned and left, and Yan Xing was relieved. Ma Teng’s attack was really hard to resist. He held the spear in both hands, the tiger’s mouth was already aching, looking down, it was cracking. The blood gushing out of the tiger's mouth is glued to the spear shaft and has solidified.

"Well!"

Yan Xing pulled open forcefully, blood was gushing out of the open wound again, and Yan Xing coldly snorted, "The next day? Someone will kill you today."

Ma Teng turned and left, Yan Xing did not chase after him, but ran back to give orders to the army.

"Gushi, Shishi, are you okay?" Ma Teng ran back, pushing the people on both sides away, squeezing to Geng Bi's side, reaching out and holding Geng Bi's palm, only feeling cold.

"Shoucheng..."

Geng Bi's purple lips moved slightly, and he uttered an unclear pronunciation.

Ma Teng leaned down, his ears close to him: "Toshishi, you can tell, you can hear him."

Geng Bi slowly said: "Shoucheng...some, probably not..."

"Huang Yan's rebellion... I am afraid that the rebel Han Sui has already been voted. These two thousand are the rebels of the Han Sui rebel..."

Geng Bi suddenly understood that, no wonder Huang Yan's army was so neat and tidy, it was not a recruit from Jiuquan County at all, but a rebel.

"Quickly, go to Yuqing quickly, and find General Liu quickly! Cough cough cough..."

Geng Bi was slightly agitated, and he couldn't come up with a breath, and suddenly coughed up blood.

"The governor, someone knows!"

Ma Teng crossed Geng Mi's legs and back with his arms, and hugged him.

"You! Go to General Liu's camp quickly and say that Geng Cishi was assassinated and his life is on the horizon. Please General Liu to send troops immediately!"

The guard named by Ma Teng clasped his fists, turned and ran out, mounted a horse and rushed to Liu Ye's camp.

And he was holding his Geng Mi body, and commanded: "Follow me, the car is like a shadow, relying on the camp defense, go and notify the army to rescue!"

Geng Bi was assassinated. When he was still alive, many sergeants seemed to have lost their backbone. Hearing Ma Teng's command, they immediately agreed, each with their own division of labor, and more than ten horses went to the prefectural camps of each county. The rest followed Ma Teng withdrew to the camp, ready to fight.

"Erect a horse-rejection stake and place antlers."

"Prepare the archer to fight the enemy to the death!"

Ma Teng hugged Geng Bi into the camp, immediately called two careful soldiers to take care of him, and then they rushed out of the camp non-stop to command everyone to defend against the enemy. After Ma Tengnai became famous, he became acquainted with the art of war handed down by General Fubo Ma Yuan. With Ma Teng's command, the two thousand soldiers in the battalion immediately began to operate in an orderly manner like screws.

And Ma Teng looked nervously at the thousands of knights on the opposite side, and silently clenched his fists.