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

The moonlight was bright and clear, and the moonlight slowly shone down, as if covering the entire earth with a mysterious veil.

However, no one went to appreciate such a beautiful scenery, and even in this piece of land in Wuzhangyuan, no one could be sure that he could stand to the end.

Accompanied by the sound of fighting and roaring, the originally charming night became a little more terrifying.

Guan Yu, holding the Qinglong Yanyue Saber, marched into the Xiliang army under the moonlight.

The Qinglong Yanyue Knife in his hand waved gently, as if carving another piece of art, but the heads of the soldiers under Pang De on the opposite side fell to the ground in response.

From beginning to end, the soldier only felt a flash of silver light in front of him, which seemed to be the reflection of moonlight, and it seemed to be the call of death.

"Kill him and fuck me!! 99

Seeing Guan Yu's bravery, a captain bit his lip and shouted loudly.

This colonel is very clear that the competition on the battlefield is the momentum, and the comparison is to see who is not afraid of death.

Only by moving forward will there be a chance to survive, and it is possible for 427 to walk out of the battlefield alive.

He was right to think so, and even said that it was very correct, but he did not know that his opponent was Guan Yu, an enemy of ten thousand who once left a deep impression on history.

Guan Yu shot one after another, no one was his enemy, and dozens of heads were scattered on the ground.

But when he was unstoppable, he saw that the soldiers of Xiliang were surrounded by him, and he didn't mean to be afraid at all.

This kind of morale, this kind of fighting spirit, made Guan Yu appreciate it.

He stopped the horse and said loudly: "I will give you a chance to lay down your weapons, and I will spare you from dying!!

Said that the Qinglong Yanyue Saber in his hand pointed forward, and the murderous aura all over his body radiated out.

This murderous aura even made the soldiers in a radius of dozens of meters feel clearly.

When Liu Bei's soldiers saw that their generals were so brave, they naturally cheered in unison, which added a bit of morale.

But Pound's soldiers were not so lucky, and the breath of death descended on each of them.

Guan Yu in front of him was more like a ghost who came out of hell, as if his head would fall instantly as long as he waved his hand gently.

Cold sweat slid down the faces of these soldiers, if anyone pays attention at this moment, they will definitely see that each of them is pale and extremely embarrassed.

Although the captain was in a cold sweat and his legs trembled involuntarily, he still shouted loudly: "Have you forgotten the oath of our Xiliang army? 35

"There has always been only the Xiliang Army who died in battle, and none of them surrendered!"

"Even if we fall here today, the general will avenge us, and His Majesty will avenge us."

"Kill it!!

As he said that, he charged towards Guan Yu with a big sword in hand. Although the speed was slow, he could freely share the spirit of not afraid of death.

The taste of appreciation in Guan Yu's eyes became more and more obvious, and even if it wasn't on the battlefield, he really wanted to have a good chat with this unknown captain.

But appreciation will be appreciated, and he will never show mercy to the enemy Guan Yu.

The captain on the opposite side was still charging. Even if he was full of flaws, Guan Yu could kill him at any time, but Guan Yu still did not start. The captain in front of him who was not afraid of death deserved his respect and his serious moves.

(cdbi) Finally, the captain rushed in front of Guan Yu, and the murderous aura of Guan Yu gathered to the apex.

"kill!!"

The Qinglong Yanyue Sword roared out, mixed with the whistling wind, and slashed towards the captain's neck with lightning speed.

"Crack" a crisp sound.

The captain's head slid down his neck.

His eyes were trembling, and the sword in his hand that looked at Guan Yu stopped in the air.

The rest of the Xiliang soldiers around were full of grief when they saw this scene. They knew how big the gap between their captain and the enemy was, but he still charged desperately. What was the purpose? Wasn't it to defend their Xiliang army? dignity?

Thinking of this, the soldiers looked at Guan Yu with murderous intent.

Even though they knew that this was impossible, they still stared at Guan Yu with big eyes.

"kill!!"

The ruthless shouting and killing sounded, and dozens of Xiliang soldiers around rushed towards Guan Yu regardless of their safety.

Facing the faces of these suggestions, facing these warriors who have already held the heart of mortal death, Guan Yu's eyes showed a different kind of look.

It seems to be regretful, it seems to be shocked, and it seems to be hesitant.

However, this hesitant look didn't last long. The next moment, the Qinglong Yanyue Sabre was sent out again, and several Xiliang soldiers who were approaching fell in response.

Like kites with broken strings, they flew several meters away.

But even so, the rest of the Xiliang soldiers still approached Guan Yu and attacked Guan Yu...

This kind of attack like a moth to a flame would naturally cause no harm to Guan Yu, but when all the dozens of soldiers fell to the ground, Guan Yu's heart was plunged into huge fluctuations.

Even he couldn't understand, why did he come forward for nothing when he knew he was going to die?

If all the soldiers under Liu Bian's command were like this, what would they rely on to compete with Liu Bian for the world?

Countless ideas emerged in Guan Yu's mind, and his mood was extraordinarily heavy and complex.

The night wind is blowing, the leaves are rustling, these sounds seem to be praying for the dead on the battlefield, and they seem to be crying for the dead...

Guan Yu glanced in the direction of Pang De's rush to kill, and the killing intent in his eyes appeared again․