Chapter 19

With a long stroke in his hand, Liu Ye fought through the encirclement and led the remaining 200 people to kill the central army. However, the Yellow turban army was still in the melee behind him, and he did not care about this group of people. However, there was no one to stop them. It was like a long arrow going straight to the Chinese army.

At this time, Zhou Jun was anxious to pace back and forth in the camp, unable to understand. Although Li Ying and Li failed a few days ago, and Wei Zheng, the chess player left in the city, was also killed. However, according to the news, the county magistrate song he and the county Captain Sun Chang killed all of them. According to the truth, the garrison in the city should have no morale at all. How can they dare to kill out of the city now? How brave!

"Liu Yuqing, it must be Liu Yuqing again. No one else has such courage." Zhou Jun thought about it and immediately locked himself in Liu Ye. Since the uprising, he has broken seven counties, including Xiancheng surrender or Chengpo being killed. No one dares to sneak out of the city. Even a well-trained Han army officer, at most, is to urge the young and the garrison to step up the defense of the city.

However, since he met Liu Ye, the Yellow turban commander of Zhou Jun's hall has suffered a lot. Han Qiqi, the first general under his command, has been cut off, and the inner rebellion in the city has been calmed down. The more he thinks about it, the more he is angry.

"No, no!"

Zhou Jun turned to stop. Under the dim light, his face turned from black to green, and his frown was covered with beads of sweat, and his face was dignified to the extreme.

"It's just a matter of Li Cheng. Why do you have to fight Liu Ye to the end? After the rebellion is settled tonight, we should immediately change our course and go to Mount Tai and Dongping. Even if we go to Linzi to join Xu He, we must not stay here. "

Zhou Jun is scared to the gall of Liu Ye. He is a handsome yellow scarf and a hero who supports tens of thousands of soldiers. He even wants to bypass a small county.

At this time, a faint cry of killing came slowly. Zhou Jun was shocked and then became furious.

"Yes, indeed. I dare to make trouble under my nose."

When Zhou Jun walked out of the camp, he just wanted to call on his elite soldiers to investigate. He heard only a sound of breaking through the air.

Before Zhou Jun had time to react, a supervisor beside him was hit by an arrow on his forehead. The arrow was so powerful that it went straight through his bones and went through his head. The arrow came out from the other side. The governor group where there is life, body shaking, suddenly fell to the ground.

"Commander, be careful!" Zhou Wen, the leader of the supervision team on one side, quickly helped Zhou Jun, who was Zhou Jun's younger brother with broad arms and a round waist, and was appointed by Zhou Jun as the leader of the supervision team to protect himself.

Liu Ye was the only one who could pull the three stone bow. He saw Zhou Jun's camp from a distance, and the figure in the light was flickering. Without thinking, he immediately drew the bow and arrow and shot a yellow scarf soldier.

Liu Ye shakes his head and hangs his long bow in front of his chest. Holding a long head, he gathers Qi in the elixir field and roars.

"Kill Zhou Jun, break the yellow scarf!"

After all, Liu Ye took the lead in killing him. Although there was no running horse in his crotch, he learned from the great master of martial arts, Li Shuwen, a master of martial arts. He did not know how long he had been standing for just practicing boxing and standing. When he lifted his breath, he was as powerful as a galloping horse.

Liu Ye's subordinates are not willing to be outdone. They have already killed themselves in a bloody battle, and they all shout in unison.

"Kill Zhou Jun, break the yellow scarf!"

"Kill Zhou Jun, break the yellow scarf!"

More than 200 people rushed to Zhou Jun in one breath, and Zhou Jun's team immediately raised their swords and axes and went forward to fight. Zhou Jun is indeed the elite of Zhou Jun's armed forces. All of them are tall and fat. In addition, they occupy the advantage of the number. The number of 500 supervisors is twice that of Liu Ye.

However, more than 200 people under Liu Ye's command have experienced a bloody battle. All of them are full of vigour. Therefore, facing the siege of twice as many enemies as himself, Liu Ye did not lose ground for a moment.

With a roar of a tiger, Liu Ye stabbed out his long letter in the wind and killed a supervisor. Another man raised his axe and aimed at Liu Ye's head and fell down. Liu Ye held long Shu in one hand and pulled out the ring head knife from his waist with the empty hand. When Liu Ye resisted the chopping axe and grabbed the fist of the handle, he immediately hit his throat with two yellow scarves The elite soldiers suddenly died.

Liu Ye says in his heart: there are many yellow turban thieves. They are not good for a long time of war. We must kill Zhou Jun before we make a dispute.

"Let's all give it to someone. Zhou Jun doesn't come out to lead him to death!" Liu Ye breathes and drinks repeatedly. A long gun is used according to the stereotype of the eight pole gun. When the spear is swung and blocked, the tip of the spear will stab and kill anyone. Even if it is hit on a person, it will pop people far away. As the saying goes, one inch is long and one inch strong, and the long one is airtight. Suddenly, no one can get close to him.

At this time, a strong wind comes to his face. This move is very powerful. Liu Ye has just killed a yellow scarf thief. It is just when the old force is gone and the new force is not born, he has to side away.

After standing on his feet, Liu Ye takes a close look. He sees a strong black figure standing in front of him. His axe is the size of a man's head. It seems that his strength is not small. However, his face is similar to Zhou Jun's in five or six points, and it is even more like when he can't see clearly in the dark. But Liu Ye's eyes are as bright as electricity, so he can see clearly."Hum, everyone says that you Liu Yuqing is Zhou Wen of Licheng. The big axe in his hand is cut out with great strides. The wind is very strong, but Liu Ye doesn't dodge. The spear in his hand turns into a little cold star. For a moment, his name is sharp and jingling, and he doesn't know how many times he has crossed with the axe, and he has rubbed out scattered Mars. Although Zhou Wen's momentum is heavy, but after all, the axe is heavy, and he is hit by the point of the gun. For a moment, his hands are numb and his hands are numb. He can only barely support him.

Zhou Wen's arms are weak, but Liu Ye's essence is gradually growing. Suddenly, he sees a gap. His sharp writing goes into the space of the axe. His arms rise with great strength. The mountain falls down in general. He presses the axe into the soil. Zhou Wen's face is red and he can't pull it out.

Liu Ye doesn't give Zhou Wen a chance to react. He holds the pole with one hand, and repeats it with his right hand. The ring head sword comes out of its sheath, and a bright light of the knife suddenly blooms.

The sharp blade cuts into the flesh. Under Liu Ye's luck, the ring head knife cuts iron like mud. With a strong pick, Liu Ye's big head rises into the sky, and the blood from his neck splashes out. It takes a long time before he falls to the ground and turns into a pool of mud.