The dozens of remaining plain cavalry saw this powerful enemy coming to the door, and they all hated each other with each other, and each raised a long sword to surround Fengsha and killed him with a fierce attack. The sharp blades were so fierce that they slashed at Fengsha's vital points.

Feng Sha roared, and Fang Tian's painting halberd was swung out all over the sky, hitting hard on the blade of the enemy's sword. With a loud jingle, the long swords were knocked away, and the soldiers' hands were trembling, and their arms were numb. Several people even bleeded in their mouths, and the long swords were thrown to the ground and they were unable to pick them up.

The cold light and lightning flashed in Fengsha's eyes, and the Fang Tian Hua Ji pierced out lightning. The shadow of the halberd was mixed with the screams of enemy soldiers, and it rang one after another.

The Fang Tian Hua Ji was violently swung out and stabbed the enemy's eyes. Even though they all protected their bodies with iron armor, the eyes were still exposed, and they were stabbed in by the tip of the halberd and penetrated straight to the back of their heads. The enemy soldiers in the middle halberd all screamed with sarcastic voices, and they fell down to the sky and fell heavily behind the war horses, with dust and blood rising up together.

When the Fang Tian Huaji pierced out more than a dozen halberds like lightning, there were no living people around Fengsha. The enemy soldiers outside the encirclement were also despaired by it. Looking at the enemy generals surrounded by him, their eyes were filled with fear, as if they were looking at an invincible devil.

The roar sounded from a distance. Xu Huang and Zhang Liao raised their swords and axes and rushed over, and used all their strength to slash them heavily. They chopped down the heavy helmets and heads on the spot and killed two enemy soldiers in heavy armor on the spot, tragically.

Seeing that the lord was besieged by the enemy, Xu Huang was furious and swung out the giant axe from the mountain, slashing an enemy soldier from his back to his chest in half. On the other side, Zhang Liao also gritted his teeth, slashed his sharp and sharp long steel sword, chopped down the head and helmet of an enemy soldier, and rolled on the ground.

The Qingzhou cavalry behind them also surrounded them, and the sharp long swords made of fine steel were raised and slashed down like thunder. Although the plain cavalry were wearing heavy armor, they could not withstand so many enemy soldiers' swords and were killed on the spot, staining the wilderness with blood.

Heavy bodies fell from time to time, hitting heavily on the ground, and bursting into shallow pits. Liu Bei's proud Pingyuan Iron Cavalry was wiped out from then on, and he no longer had the chance to gallop on the battlefield, proclaiming the reputation of the heroic cavalry of the Plain.

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Late at night, Taishan County City Fenggao.

At the north gate, the Yellow Turban soldiers gathered together in groups of three or three to chat. What they talked about was how to fill their stomachs, and they talked about the recent confrontation with the Qingzhou army far away in Laiwu.

Just as we were having a happy conversation, we suddenly saw a group of people walking up the city, holding food boxes and wine jars in our hands, bowing deeply to the Yellow Turban Army soldiers and saying, "Dear soldiers, the villain is polite!"

When the Yellow Turban Army looked closely, the man was short and fat, with a kind face. He was a wealthy family in the city. Because he had always had a good relationship with the Yellow Turban Army, his family's wealth was not robbed. He drank water and thought about his source and often came to the city to work hard. Therefore, the Yellow Turban Army soldiers of all departments liked him very much.

At this time, the rich household also imitated their appearance, wore a yellow turban, bowed deeply with a smile, and said with a smile: "Dear soldiers and men have worked hard to defend the city. The villain is specially prepared to pay filial piety to all soldiers!"

When the Yellow Turban soldiers saw him coming with food and wine, they were all happy and didn't even say much. After a few words, they took the food box from his servant, took it to the city tower, and sat down to eat and chew. The rich family was also invited to sit down and have fun with them. However, he said that his throat was sore and he dared not drink. The Yellow Turban soldiers did not force him to drink more.

The military discipline of the Yellow Turban Army was originally not strict, and at this time they confronted Jia Xu in Laiwu. Jia Xu was young and was suppressed by Laiwu and dared not move. Everyone was slow to see a wealthy family in the city coming to curry favor with him. He was not so good at not having enough to eat. He was drinking so hard that he was drunk and was drunk. Soon, he fell to the ground, and he didn't know the personnel.

After all the Yellow Turban soldiers were drunk, the rich man's face gradually disappeared, and he looked at the Yellow Turban soldiers lying on the ground in a cold voice, saying, "Bind them all!"

The servants standing beside him rushed forward and tied up the drunken Yellow Turban soldiers with a rope, all laughing and said, "The sweating medicine sent by the Lord is really good. After only a little use, these idiot soldiers were fooled! With so many prisoners, can they exchange for hundreds of kilograms of food?"

The rich man sneered: "Don't say much, go out with me and welcome the army into the city!"

He shook his sleeves and walked out of the city tower. He took off the yellow turban on his head, abandoned it on the ground, changed into a black turban and tied it on his head, ordered his subordinates to open the city gate, and walked to the city gate to welcome him next to the road.

In the night, the gate of Fenggao City slowly opened. Soon, an army quietly hid into the city, and footsteps rustled.

The leader was majestic and rode a tall black horse, wearing black armor, and galloped into the city. The horse's hooves were tied up with cotton to prevent the sound of hooves from shaking, which alarmed the Yellow Turban guards in the distance.

The fat rich family bowed to the ground and said respectfully: "Report to the Lord, the North Gate has been obtained, and the soldiers guarding the gate are all drunk and tied up!"

Feng Sha nodded and said, "Very good! You hand over the prisoners to the troops coming from behind, so as to guard the city to avoid being injured by the chaotic army! When the chaotic matters are settled, you come out and help maintain order in the city."

The fat rich man hurriedly kowtowed and thanked him: "Thank you for your concern. Even if you are heartbroken, it will be difficult for the villain to repay the great kindness of the Lord!"

Feng Sha nodded slightly and said, "Get up!"

He rode forward with his horse and led the Qingzhou army straight into the city.

After walking more than a hundred steps, I suddenly saw a patrol team coming up in front, holding swords and guns, wearing yellow turbans on their heads.

When they saw a army coming towards them, they were slightly stunned. The patrol captain shouted loudly: "Where did you come from? Which brothers belong to? Why are you marching late at night?"

Feng Sha rode away on his horse, and the wild star rushed into the enemy like lightning. Feng Sha didn't say a word, raised the Fangtian Painted Rider, slashed like the wind, and his head wearing yellow turbans instantly shattered, and he killed the captain of the patrol who was speaking to the ground on the spot.

The patrol soldiers were shocked and exclaimed, raised their swords and guns, and surrounded Fengsha.

The soldiers brought behind Feng Sha saw that King Wuwei had already started fighting and refused to fall behind, they shouted forward, raised their axe, and slashed heavily.

This time, the two thousand axe masters followed Fengsha. In their hands, each of them was obsessed with two newly created axes, and the best steel that can be refined now was used on the blade. The blade was full of thick white and cold light.

The axemen rushed to Fengsha and protected him. The axe in their hands slashed out wildly, hitting the patrol soldiers hard, and immediately smashed their heads, and blood burst out from their brains.

However, more than ten patrol soldiers could not resist the siege of these wolf-tiger-like axemen. In the blink of an eye, they were killed and corpses were scattered on the ground.

Their screams before their death alarmed another patrol team in the distance, raised their swords and guns, ran quickly towards this side, and shouted loudly: "What's going on there? What's wrong?"

Feng Sha raised the Fang Tian Hua Ji, pointed forward with a tip of the halberd, and hundreds of axemen behind him rushed forward and surrounded the patrol soldiers.

The patrol soldiers suddenly saw so many enemy soldiers rushing towards him, and were shocked and screamed wildly. However, they were swung by the strong axemen around them, and they immediately killed all the more than 20 patrol soldiers without leaving a single living mouth.

Feng Sha gently slapped the horse's neck, and the wild star ran wildly, leading the two thousand axemen to the camp of the Yellow Turban Army in the city.

At this time, it was already dark and the Yellow Turban soldiers had returned to the tent to rest. Feng Sha led his troops to the front of the military camp and saw several soldiers guarding the gate shouting loudly: "Which part is coming from the front? Why are they operating late at night?"

Feng Sha didn't answer, but gently held the horse's belly, and the wild star rushed to the front of the military camp like lightning. Feng Sha waved his hands, and several poison needles held in his fingers shot out from the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it shot into the throats of the guards' soldiers.

The Yellow Turban Army screamed and fell to the sky. Several poison needles were covered with the poison produced by the unscrupulous intellectual brain. When the blood was sealed, the soldiers fainted after just screaming.

Fang Tian's painting halberd hit the camp gate, picked it hard, opened the gate, and the wild star strode and rushed into the camp.

Because it was in the city, the Yellow Turban Army took it lightly and did not dig out the trenches, and there were not many gatekeepers assigned. The axemen who followed Fengsha took this opportunity to run into the camp, pulled open one tent after another, rushed in and let it go.

The Yellow Turban Army soldiers in the tent were slept comfortably, but suddenly they heard the shouts of killing, awakening them from their dreams. They rubbed their sleepy eyes and before they could get up from the bed, they saw a group of people rushing into the tent with torches, wielding their sharp axes, and slashing them hard.

With the sound of the wind, the axe slashed wildly on the head of the sleeping Yellow Turban Army soldiers on the bed. The sharp axe entered the flesh and made a muffled sound of chopping meat and chopping bones, and blood shot out wildly.

The soldiers were terrified when they were hit by this, and they struggled to get up to escape. The axe driver who rushed in did not relax. He raised his bloody axe and slashed down again, slashed into the enemy's top door, splitting their brain bones and spilling them onto the long bed where everyone was asleep.
Chapter completed!