The rise of heroes who dominate the Three Kingdoms

Lao Tzu hung up?

Ma De, where is this place?

Looking at the troops around him with yellow scarves on their heads and vegetables on their faces, Xiang Ji was a little confused.

Didn't Lao Tzu have been besieged for fighting for territory before? Where did these old peasants with wooden sticks come from?

"Knock! knock!"

Without thinking about it, a huge sound of war drums came from all around, and the earth-shattering killing shouts followed.

Seeing that the old yellow turban farmers around him all showed frightened expressions, Xiang Ji suddenly understood.

Nima's is here to besiege these old Yellow Turban farmers? Lao Tzu, I am also one of these Yellow Turban farmers?

I don't have to say, if you want me to die, then I will definitely let you die first.

Xiang Ji, who has been in society since he was a child, has never believed in benevolence, righteousness and morality.

He only knows that when a friend comes, there is wine and meat, and when an enemy comes, there is a machete.

This is the code of conduct of the item.

Cushioning the heavy knife in his hand, Xiang Ji smiled.

Fortunately, how many Lao Tzu didn't take a broken B stick like them.

"Hurry, hurry! The officers and soldiers rushed up, and the third team all went up!"

With a mustache shouting, the Yellow Turban Army beside Xiang Ji began to numbly advance in the direction of the enemy.

Under the coercion of many yellow turban farmers around him, Xiang Ji had no choice but to follow the army and start the charge.

Why don't you rush this special mustache yourself? Let me rush it?

I am very dissatisfied with the command of the mustache.

However, the army had already moved, and he could not resist alone.

Looking at the oncoming officers and soldiers, Xiang Ji left behind all the chaotic thoughts in his heart.

What do you want now? Why did he come here, who was next to him, who was opposite him.

Lao Tzu now knew that those officers and soldiers on the opposite side would not die, but Lao Tzu would die!

With a swing of the sword, Xiang Ji, who had already come to the front of the battle array, cut down the officers and soldiers on the opposite side.

It's too weak, it's too weak, what kind of barren officer and army is this?

Feeling that the enemy's officers and troops were not as strong as they imagined, Xiang Ji suddenly became bold.

With each swing of the knife, a piece of flesh and blood from the enemy will be taken away, and with each slash, an officer or soldier will fall under the knife of Xiang Ji.

However, the battle of 10,000 people cannot be controlled by one person's bravery.

At the very least, in terms of the current martial arts of the Xiang Ji, it is absolutely impossible to influence it.

With the continuous charge of the officers and troops, the Yellow Turban Army was gradually defeated and defeated.

"Who is that sword-wielding

young general in the battle formation? Who have you ever heard of it?" A middle-aged general with a resolute face discovered the items of the battle in the military formation, and became interested in this ruthless young general.

Unexpectedly, there are still such brave people in the Yellow Turban Army, which is now completely defeated?

After a while, seeing that all the generals around him shook their heads, the middle-aged general knew that no one knew this young general.

Laugh lightly.

"Xuande, can you help me take down this person?"

Hearing what the middle-aged general said, Liu Bei and Liu Xuande were about to receive the order.

"Wow, such a thief, Brother Ho Lao, who took the life of the thief by looking at a certain spear. A

black-faced man with a leopard's head and eyes slapped his horse and killed Xiang Ji in the battlefield as he spoke.

Yide was still so reckless that General Huangfu smiled.

Seeing that his righteous brother Zhang Fei acted without orders, Liu Bei hurriedly asked General Huangfu beside him to ask for guilt.

"Hehehe, General Zhang Fei's Wu Yong has seen it before, since he wants to go, let him go. "

For the martial arts of the three brothers of Liu Bei, Huangfu Song is absolutely assured, to deal with this kind of yellow turban general, I think that since Zhang Fei is out of the horse, then he will soon offer his head.

As for surrendering? Just kidding, Huangfu Song was a general of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and he was ordered to quell the rebellion and deal with these Yellow Turban rebels, then there was only one word, kill!

After the three Zhang Jiao brothers were defeated one after another, this was already the last Yellow Turban Army that was still resisting stubbornly.

Come to think of it, after exterminating it, you can return to the court.

Huangfu Song, who is like an arrow, is not in the mood to play any tactics with these Yellow Turban thieves, what kind of tricks to play, and it is the right thing to kill them quickly and go back to receive the reward.

Xiang Ji was fighting fiercely with the officers and soldiers on the battlefield, but suddenly found that the officers and troops around him gradually began to retreat.

"Hahaha, you scum of the fifth battle, are you afraid of your Uncle Xiang?"

Seeing the officers and soldiers retreating, Xiang Ji was even more emboldened.

These spicy chickens are not as good as those thugs we have met in society, how long have they been fighting?

But Xiang Ji didn't know that the official army's retreat was not because he was afraid of his Xiang Zhi, but because Yan people Zhang Fei and Zhang Yide had already been killed.

"Bah! arrogant child, eat a spear from your grandfather Zhang!"

was still complacent, and suddenly a loud shout came, and his voice was so loud that it almost knocked Xiang Ji unconscious.

Before he could react, he would stab a spear out.

Seeing the momentum of the spear, Xiang Ji's instinctive reaction was to dodge, but as soon as he twisted his body halfway, he was pierced through his left shoulder by the spear.

"Waste! I thought I could meet an opponent thanks to your grandfather, but it turned out to be vulnerable!" Seeing

that the Yellow Turban General was seriously injured with one blow, Zhang Fei was not the slightest excited, but full of disappointment.

Nima's! This black-faced man is so strong, I can't even dodge

? Am I going to die again? No, I'm not reconciled!

Just as Xiang Ji was about to fall into despair, suddenly a violent force came from his mind, and then spread throughout his body.

Feeling this violent power, Xiang Ji was stunned.

What is the situation? Why is there such a huge power in my body suddenly?

Without thinking about it, Xiang Ji's brain suddenly hurt, and a memory that did not belong to him surged wildly.

The Overlord of Western Chu

, Xiang Yu, I am Xiang Yu, I am Xiang Ji, who am I? Xiang Ji was stunned, completely confused.

Originally, when he saw the Yellow Turban Army and the official army fighting around him, he already vaguely knew that he had crossed over, and if the era of the crossing was probably good, it was the Yellow Turban Rebellion of the Three Kingdoms at the end of the Han Dynasty.

And it's clear that he's a Yellow Turban.

But suddenly there was a memory belonging to Xiang Yu, which made Xiang Ji confused.

Xiang Ji is confused, Zhang Fei will not be confused.

Seeing that the yellow turban general in front of him had lost his fighting spirit, he was even more disappointed.

"Waste things, let your grandfather Zhang send you on the road!" With

that, Zhang Fei slapped his horse and killed Xiang Ji in a daze.

Hearing the exclamation of the Yellow Turban soldiers behind him, Xiang Ji, who was in confusion, suddenly woke up.

Seeing Zhang Fei slapping his horse and killing, the Zhangba snake spear came straight to his eyebrows, and before he had time to react, Xiang Ji instinctively raised his knife to block.

"Wow!"

I thought that I could only suspend Zhang Fei's offensive, but I never thought that this menacing blow would be directly shaken away.

How is this possible?

Zhang Fei was stunned, and Xiang Ji was also stunned.