Three Kingdoms: The Eighteen Riders of Yanyun are Summoned at the Start

This scene made all Xiliang soldiers unable to react at all.

They have never seen such a fast knife, and they have never seen such a cruel person.

There was an instant silence on the originally lively staircase, and even the gasping voices of the soldiers of the Western Liang Dynasty could be heard very clearly.

Although these Xiliang soldiers were stunned, Yan Yun's Eighteen Cavalry would not let go.

The machete in his hand was like an autumn wind sweeping leaves, but within a moment, dozens of people had fallen on the stairs, and even the death of each of them was exactly the same, and their faces were full of astonishment and panic.

General Zhao didn't know what was going on on the tower, he just watched his soldiers stay motionless, he was a little annoyed, and he couldn't help but scolded: "You little brats, why don't you give it to Laozi? Give me the Liu Bian above. Catch him, as long as we take him down, we will make a great contribution this time.

His words just landed, only to hear screams one after another in the distance.

He hurriedly turned around to look, and saw that most of the cavalrymen who rushed up first fell into the trap, and then came a rain of arrows, and the screams just now came from the arrows.

Is there an ambush? General Zhao felt a chill in his heart.

From the density of bows and arrows just now, he was able to judge that there were quite a few ambush in the city. Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered the 193 words Jia Xu said to him before he left.

Let him just inquire about the truth, but now he can't feel the enemy's ambush at all, how will he answer when he goes back?

Thinking of this, he turned his attention to the city wall again.

He felt that as long as Liu Bian could be captured, then Guangping City could surrender without a fight, so he didn't care at all in the face of the ambush and defeat in front of him.

Instead, he shouted loudly: "Everyone rushed to the city wall for me and captured Liu Bian alive."

General Zhao shouted loudly, wanting to cheer for his soldiers.

But how did he know the despair in the hearts of the people at the top?

From their point of view, Yan Yun Shiba couldn't even be considered a human being. He was a complete killing machine.

These ordinary soldiers of Xiliang were really scared.

But it's impossible to escape backwards. The people behind don't know what happened in front of them. They only care about drilling towards the city wall, wanting to make meritorious deeds. Therefore, under the confrontation between the two sides, the Xiliang soldiers at the front did not resist at all. There was room for him to be slaughtered by Yan Yun's Eighteen Riders.

There are even some people who are afraid in their hearts. Those who are full of fear can't care about anything. They jump over the wall directly towards the guardrail on the side.

But at this time, these people are also several meters high from the ground, and they will naturally die if they jump.

General Zhao, who was looking at the situation ahead, turned around and found that his soldiers were retreating, and his face instantly turned gloomy.

"Fuck, what's going on? Who dares to step back? Looking for death?"

The soldier who casually pulled over snarled sharply.

The soldier didn't know why, so he answered honestly.

I asked several times in a row, but still couldn't understand the reason.

But as more and more soldiers retreated, seven or eight men in black finally appeared in front of him.

Seeing them carrying machetes, Xinting walked down the road at leisure, but the soldiers around him didn't dare to step forward at all, and General Zhao's face was even more ugly.

"Why are you all standing there? To Laozi!!

After all, General Zhao still has a lot of prestige in front of the soldiers in the headquarters. Although the soldiers are afraid of the Eighteen Horsemen of Yanyun, how can General Zhao's lustful prestige accumulated over the years be underestimated?

He had no choice but to grit his teeth and move forward.

Dozens of soldiers from Xiliang roared and rushed towards the seven or eight Yanyun and eighteen cavalry.

But Yan Yun's Eighteen Riders still looked like a light cloud and light wind. When they waited for dozens of people to rush over, they rushed out with a swooshing sound, as fast as a wild leopard in the forest, extremely fast.

The machete in his hand was struck at an extremely fast speed.

There is no bells and whistles in this cut, but the damage (cdbi) caused is astonishing.

Dozens of soldiers from the Western Liang Dynasty were even thrown to the ground in less than ten breaths.

"Is that human being?"

"They are devils, they are devils..ooo""

The surrounding Xiliang soldiers began to fear.

The muscles on General Zhao's face were also constantly fighting. Although he thought it was very easy to kill these ordinary soldiers, it was not so easy, and it even took such a short time.

"..."

"who are you??"

Yan Yun's Eighteen Riders were still standing there, mockingly looked at the enemy in front of him, and the ghostly voice sounded again: "Who are we?"

"..."

"Eighteen rides of Yanyun!"

"kill!!"

When the words Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry came out, General Zhao's face was pale, and he didn't even have the mind to resist, because today's Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry is known as the strongest soldier in the world, originally General Zhao before today I also thought that this was just deliberately touted by some people, how could a soldier be even more powerful? How could he be better than a general like him?

But after reading it today, his heart suddenly became cold, he didn't know whether he could beat one of them, but if it was said that the murder technique and cruelty, he and Yan Yun Shiba could not be compared at all.

"superior!"

"Give it to Laozi!!" General Zhao shouted loudly.

However, his shouting seemed to be useless at this moment, those soldiers of the Western Liang Dynasty did not dare to make any movement in the face of the eighteen cavalry of Yanyun who were like death gods.

Even their feet seemed to have grown roots and could not move.

A "squeak" sounded.

The city gate slowly closed, and behind the gate appeared several Yanyun Eighteen Riders dressed in black and holding a machete.

All the soldiers of Xiliang had pale faces, and their faces were full of fear. They even felt that they were going to fall to the ground in the next moment.

"kill!!"

Just like the voice coming from the underworld, Yan Yun's eighteen cavalry shot again and charged towards the soldiers of Xiliang.

"Ah!! 35

"I surrender! Don't kill me!!"

Countless screams of surrender sounded at this moment. General Zhao witnessed this scene where there were fewer people but more people slaughtered. To dream of such a strange thing?

But he pinched himself fiercely, and found that the pain was still very obvious, and his last hope was completely dashed.