Chapter 170 The real god
Prefect Zhao was almost desperate, and at this time, someone next to him suddenly started shouting.
"Look at the prefect! The cavalry is the cavalry!"
This sound came into everyone's ears like a natural sound, and immediately let Taishou Zhao and the people around him see the vitality.
On the northeast corner of the city, waves of sand and dust were raised.
It was vaguely visible to everyone that a general was leading, riding a maroon-red war horse, followed by a team of cavalry.
However, after seeing the situation clearly, everyone was depressed again.
"Why... why are there only a few people? What's the use of this little cavalry!"
"Yes, isn't this going to die for nothing?"
However, the prefect Zhao did not believe in this evil. Hundreds of people took the initiative to fight tens of thousands of people. How could anyone do such a thing that would take the initiative to die?
He shouted loudly: "Don't bother everyone, this must be the vanguard! There will be a large army behind you!"
When everyone heard this, it seemed that the same was true. If there was no army to support the formation, just relying on this little person, even if King Chu was reborn, he would not be able to die by himself.
For a moment, the morale of the soldiers guarding the city was once again inspired.
The person who came to help was Guan Yu. Looking at the fierce battle in front of him, he patted the "Red Smoke Earring Shadow" without saying a word. The divine horse immediately accelerated its speed.
"Look at Guan's Qinglong Sword!"
Guan Yu took the lead, grabbed the Qinglong Yanyue Sword with his right hand alone, swept from right to left, and saw six or seven enemy troops being cut into two pieces on the spot.
Many enemy troops quickly stabbed Guan Yu with long spears, most of which were blocked by Guan Yu. Occasionally, one or two shots stabbed Guan Yu, but they could not even penetrate the slightest!
Now, a circle of enemy troops around were directly shocked.
"Who is this person? He is so brave and invulnerable to swords and guns. Could it be that the real god descended to earth!"
"Don't care who he is, those who dare to stop us from living a good life are all evil thieves! Let's go together!"
Thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers who were rushing forward surrounded Guan Yu directly.
"Hmph! I dare to compete for the brightness of a fly candle!"
Guan Yu opened his eyes slightly, held the knife in both hands, rushed into the enemy army, and felt as if he had entered a state of no one!
Soon, the more than 200 cavalrymen behind him rushed to the front of the formation. They protected Guan Yu's two rears, making it impossible for the enemy to encircle Guan Yu. And those who rushed from the left and right fronts became the dead souls under Guan Yu's sword.
With such almost perfect cooperation, within a short while, nearly a thousand enemy troops died under this group of iron hooves.
The defenders on the city tower were completely shocked!
Prefect Zhao's mouth was almost wide open to its limit.
"Oh my God, there are such strong people in the world! They are really gods!"
Then he calmed down and shouted, "Soldiers, look at the general, who will lead only two or three hundred people, and you will be brave enough to reach this point. This is God who helps me to join the party and helps me to the great man!"
The morale of the soldiers guarding the city was stimulated to the extreme, and the obvious crisis just now was somewhat alleviated.
The situation on Guan Yu's side also alarmed Zhang Jiao at this time.
"What's going on? Why are there cavalry coming to help? And it's so fierce."
A coach next to him said, "Maybe the defenders in Jinyang City were attracted by the Wulu brothers and could not send large troops to aid, so they just let this small group of cavalry come to die."
Zhang Jiao nodded, as if this explanation was the most reasonable.
"The cavalry has a great advantage over our army, not to mention that man is extremely fierce. If he lets him continue to rush, it will probably cause our army to suffer many casualties. Dahong, Pinghan, Kuai, you three will personally surround and kill the enemy general."
Three Qu generals around him took the order and rode their horses to kill Guan Yu.
Guan Yu saw the three people and a soft hummed out of his nostrils.
"The clown jumping, he will come to kill him!"
Among the three, Dahong ran the fastest, wielding a single axe to slash at Guan Yu.
Guan Yu's eyes, which had been half-closed, suddenly opened, and his left hand, which was pulling the reins, suddenly tried hard.
Just like when he killed Wulu that day, the red smoke shadow seemed to be familiar with the road, and once again, he jumped like a cloud.
The Yellow Turban Army, who had just been murderous, was stunned when they saw this scene, and the movements in their mouths couldn't help but stop.
"What!"
Before Dahong could recover from his surprise, he saw that Guan Yu had already jumped not far away from him. Then he could only hear a few light sounds of "stepping" and the maroon war horse was carrying Guan Yu and flying to him.
"The thief was killed!"
Guan Yu suddenly strangled Chi Yan Jueying, and the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his right hand rose from behind him and slashed towards Dahong's head.
Dahong came to his senses and quickly raised his axe, raised it over his head, trying to block this move.
Guan Yu's eyes widened and he shouted: "Open it for me!"
The Qinglong sword slashed hard, with almost no obstacles, and then cut off the wooden axe handle. Then a blood light splattered several feet high, and two shadows fell from the left and right sides of the horse riding Dahong.
This bloody and terrifying scene not only shocked the Yellow Turban Army around him again, but even Ping Han and Kuao, who were still dozens of steps away, were scared to death and quickly stopped their war horses.
"This is an ordinary person. Could it be that the gods came to the world and punished us?"
Many Yellow Turban soldiers, including these two major generals, had the same idea in their hearts.
They thought about how much food they had robbed from the people over the past few days, and even many people had robbed the women of the people in order to vent the nameless fire.
Now that I saw this scene that obviously doesn’t seem to be something that ordinary people can do, many people are starting to stir up their hearts.
In contrast to them, the defenders on the city tower were so excited that they stretched their necks and blushed when they saw this scene.
Prefect Zhao shouted at the top of his voice: "Soldiers, the divine weapons come down to earth to help us, everyone will kill the enemy!"
Pinghan and Ku Xi wanted to retreat, but found that the soldiers around them were watching them. Thinking about it, if they avoided the battle at this time, the great wise and good mentors would definitely not let him go.
"We're going to do it, we fight with him. He just succeeded with one blow. It's all because of a burst of power. I may not have no chance to fight him!"
The two made up their minds, one left and one right, waving their respective weapons and attacking Guan Yu.
Liu He, who was struggling to come here in this fashion, also heard the system's points acquisition prompt.
"I got it so quickly. It seems that Zhang Jiao marched half a minute faster than I thought, and he must speed up."
He turned his head and asked Cui Jun: "How far is it from the eldest son's county?"
Cui Jun looked at the map and replied, "There are still more than 140 miles. You can reach it before noon tomorrow. General Gao is still more than ten miles behind our army."
Liu He was not very concerned about this. The winner and loss of this bet was actually not important. No matter what the result was, he had a way to subdue Gao Shun. The most important thing at the moment was to rush to the battlefield as soon as possible.
"Give me instructions and leave the supplies of civilians and men, so that they can rush on their way slowly. After the army brought two days of dry food, we should advance at full speed!"
Chapter completed!