Imperial Power Of Han Dynasty

"Waiting for the Rats, and conspiring to others, do you think that this will kill me?"

Sun Ce yelled, and a sword swept across the palm of his left hand. The tingling sensation made him feel shocked. The long-lost smell of blood drifted into his nostrils, making his eyes seem to shine.

"kill!"

Sun Ce's back bends slightly, and then the whole person pounces out like a cheetah, and a strong wind blows on his face suddenly.

"Be careful!"

The pupils of the three black-scarved men burst, and they felt that they were not facing a single person, but a wounded tiger!

No wonder the Jiangdong people are called the little overlord. This Sun Ce was shot by a crossbow arrow and hit by the poison given by the old **** Yu Ji. He could still live and live like this. If this is the heyday, would the three of us be his opponents?

Sun Cehu rushed forward, slashing the sword in his hand, as if it were a thick-backed sword. The black scarf man who was the first to bear the brunt subconsciously raised the ring head knife to fight against it, but Sun Ce took the shot with hatred. The strength of this sword was so great that the ring head knife in the black scarf man's hand immediately split a gap.

bass!

The long sword flew high, brushing a gust of wind across his neck. The black scarf man's complexion changed, a blood line appeared in his neck, and the body had actually separated.

Sun Ce acted like a wind and grabbed the black scarf from the man's face, and saw his appearance clearly, but he had never seen it before.

"Damn, he killed the fourth brother!"

The other black-scarved man was afraid and angry, staring at Sun Ce with an angry look, but did not dare to step forward to avenge the "fourth brother", so he stepped back instead.

"Sixth, don't worry, step back!" Another black-scarved man stepped back and shouted, "Sun Ce has been poisoned. As long as we hold on, he will definitely die. Don't rush forward."

"Yes, fifth brother!"

After hearing the words of the fifth brother, the sixth child was saddened by the death of the fourth brother, but he just nodded and continued to step back.

Sun Ce killed one person with a single sword, his power was revealed. He just showed his pride, but he suddenly felt dizzy. He hurriedly reached out to support a tree and shook his head.

Damn it, it's poisoned, really careless...

In fact, Sun Ce led the battle and inevitably took the arrows when fighting on the battlefield, but the battlefield was full of real swords and guns, so Sun Ce avoided with agility. For example, when he attacked Hengjiang, Sun Ce clamped Fan Neng with one arm, and the defender at the top of the city wanted to release an arrow to save him, so Sun Ce avoided him.

"Huh..." Sun Ce shook his head like a lion, fixed his eyes on the two black-scarved men in front of him, screamed out, and raised his sword again.

The fifth brother of the Black Scarf raised the ring head sword and resisted Sun Ce's sword. At the same time, he was happy: The strength of the Sun Ce sword has been reduced a lot, and it seems that the effect of the medicine has taken place.

"Hmph, Sun Ce, this is your burial place."

"Hahaha! Sun Mou swept across the six counties of Jiangdong, and Liu Yao couldn't do anything to help me. What do you three clowns do?"

Sun Ce laughed, his sword in his hand was like waves of waves, and the endless sword power enveloped the five brothers, making him struggling.

Damn it! Hasn't Sun Ce been poisoned? Why are you so alive?

The fifth child seemed to be struggling under Sun Ce's fierce attack, constantly retreating, defending more and attacking less. Seeing this, the sixth man was in a hurry and rushed up holding the hook.

The hook setting is one of the standard weapons of the Han army. It is a small iron shield with an iron hook erected. In addition to being able to use the iron shield to resist the opponent's weapons, the iron hook on it can also play the role of hooking the opponent's weapons. The function of the halberd is similar.

The sixth man rose up, the hook in his hand stretched out, and he wanted to grab Sun Ce's saber, but he didn't want Sun Ce to suddenly yell, then turned around and went out into the sea with a golden dragon, and the saber in his hand dropped out.

Whoosh!

Old Liu looked startled, and blood came out from his mouth. Sun Ce's saber was released with great strength, not to mention that the sixth man was only wearing a cloth, without armor at all, and the saber came out naturally.

"Sun... Ce!"

The sixth screamed and fell to the ground, blood gurgling from the wound.

"Sixth!"

The old fifth of the black scarf cried out mournfully, and stared at Sun Ce gritted teeth: "Bofu Sun, go to death!"

Seeing that the two companions were killed before and after, the fifth youngest had no idea of ​​living alone, brandishing the ring's first knife, and striving desperately at Sun Ce. As soon as Sun Ce had no weapons in his hand, secondly, toxins gradually broke out in his body, and he felt that his eyes gradually became blurred.

As he dodged, Sun Ce's vision became increasingly blurred, and at this time, the ring-saw knife in the hands of Old Five slashed off his head, and he was about to smash on Sun Ce's head.

Sun Ce's complexion changed drastically, and he hurriedly reached out to grab the first knife of the old Wuhuan, but didn't want to just hold the blade in the palm of his hand. A sharp pain made Sun Ce wake up, and the blood flowed down the wound on his arm.

"Hey!"

The old fifth's smile gradually became crazy, as long as he could kill Sun Ce, everything was worth it.

"The lord is there!"

"There are assassins, the lord is in danger!"

"Savior!"

With a "swish", a loud arrow was shot, and the old fifth shook his whole body, and the arrow had passed through his forehead. He gradually lost his strength, released the ring knife, and fell unwillingly to the ground, his body twitching slightly.

When Sun Ce saw Lao Wu fell to the ground, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He could no longer restrain the spread of toxins in his body, and his eyes were dark, and he fell to the ground as well.

Dozens of guards came yelling at Zongma, shouting loudly, but Sun Ce closed his eyes and could not hear anything.

...

Sun Ce slowly raised his heavy eyelids and whispered, "Assassin, how is it?"

"Bo Fu, are you awake?"

When Wu Guotai, who had been guarding the side, saw Sun Ce regaining consciousness, she hugged Sun Ce with joy, tears shed in her eyes.

"Mother? Cough cough cough..."

When Sun Ce saw Wu Guotai, he coughed in his emotions. Wu Guotai hurriedly ordered the maid to come forward and served honey.

The maid moved gently, holding up Sun Ce's head with one hand, holding honey in a jade bowl, and gently feeding Sun Ce.

After drinking half a bowl of honey water, Sun Ce's spirit improved, and he asked, "Mother, how are the three assassins? Have you caught alive?"

"Oh, just take care of your injuries, don't worry about them, boy." Wu Guotai's eyes were red and swollen, and he had obviously cried several times.

"Mother, it's important to catch that assassin."

Sun Ce sighed and said, "Mother, please invite Mr. Zibu and Mr. Zijing."

Wu Guotai also knew that Sun Ce had always had a strong personality, so she sighed and nodded.

After a while, a serious-looking, meticulous old scribe and a young scribe with a torch-eyed look came in together. The man in front was Zhang Zhao, who was known as "Two Zhang" with Zhang Hong, and the other was Changsha Lu Su.