Chapter 651
: Chapter 242: Yuan Shu's Destruction
However, there was an ambush above. www>
How about a million yellow turbans?How about the Xiliang rebels?So what about the powerful Dong Zhuo behind him?Aren't they all beaten to the ground by the lord?Follow the lord, and help the lord to fight those who don't open their eyes!So cool!
But, why do I want to sleep so much now?I'm so sleepy, maybe I've been playing for too long.Well, yeah, a long time.There must be 6000 people ambushing up here, mother, these rotten people, 6000 people are hiding in the middle of the mountain, taking advantage of the location, trying to plot against the lord.
kill!kill!kill!kill them all!
Yan Ming shouted, wanting to stand up again, to stand up again and fight for the lord, for the lord who laughed and scolded him to increase the price of cold clothes. [
However, the darkness fell so suddenly, and when he felt as if the last trace of warmth had faded from his body, the darkness fell.
My lord, I'm going to add some clothes now, and when I come back, I'll kill these thieves... >
Under a small tree near the mountainside, Yan Ming's ugly face, with a simple and honest smile, lay on the ground, quietly, and stopped the last twitch... >
More and more Qingzhou troops rushed to the beach, and as the area of the beach gradually increased, the battle between the two sides became more intense.
The narrow battlefield determines the tragedy of the battle.One of Yin Damu's arms has been broken, and half of his scalp has been cut off. He looks like a ghost at this moment, with disheveled hair and half body covered in blood. A piece of rock, like a machine, subconsciously resisted the crazy impact of the Qingzhou Army.
No one thought that this battle would be so tragic.The corpses left by the soldiers on both sides rolled to the shore piled up one after another, and the turbulent waves hit the shore, and the water droplets stirred up were scattered with dark red, like red flowers blooming in the dark night, revealing obscurity and uniqueness. Exciting.
Liu Zhang's face twitched slightly, standing on the bow of the boat like a nail, Yuan Shu was really desperate.
That's right, when he suddenly killed him right under his nose, he wanted to escape, and it took time.This time must be exchanged with human life.It doesn't matter if it belongs to the opponent's soldiers or to your own side.
On the surface of the sea, the successive warships finally gradually opened up, and Zhou Ke, who had sent off the soldiers, quickly retreated to make room for the large ships and large warships.
The bow of the ship shook slightly, and after adjusting the sails slightly, the oars protruding from both sides of the hull shook at the same time, sideways to the waterline, and leaned into the inner harbor.
"The ballista is ready—"
"The bed crossbow is ready—"
"Longbowmen step forward—"
Countless shouts rang out amidst the shouts of the orderlies one after another.The large ships and large warships slowly entered the attacking position after finally getting the sea out of the way.
Creaking——, amidst the teeth-gritting sound of pulling the strings, with the ignited ballista fuel tank, the large three-bow bed crossbow with a length of several feet, and the longbowmen in the front row all entered the firing range, With a shout of "Let it go", the sky suddenly darkened, and countless bright lights shot out with a graceful arc towards the back halfway up the mountain.
Yin Damu, who had more than a dozen spears inserted into his chest, had no brilliance in his eyes, and his body, with his head up to the sky, was firmly nailed to the boulder. Under his body, the dark blood pooled into a puddle of water.From time to time, there was a click, and there was still blood that hadn't flowed out. After hard accumulation, it slowly dripped, making an inaudible sound.
As a general, he fulfilled his duty. He spent his life on this small tidal flat, holding back the enemy's army for nearly half a day.
The beeping forest fire in the mountains was gradually extinguished with the efforts of Qingzhou soldiers, leaving only countless black smoke rising continuously, enveloping this originally peaceful beach like the end of the world.
Liu Zhang knelt down on one leg, supported Yan Ming's corpse with both hands, and let the tears flow freely on his face facing the sky. [
This is the first general under his command to die on the battlefield since his own rebellion.This small tidal flat battle actually took the life of one of his brave generals just like that.
Looking at the last smile on Yan Ming's face, Liu Zhang felt as if his heart was being squeezed in his palm, and it was twitching, which made him suffocate.
He originally thought that his heart had been sharpened as hard as a stone, he had thought that he had long been used to life and death, he had thought that he would never shed tears because of the farewell on the battlefield...
But at this moment, when he saw Yan Ming's smile, he couldn't help the throbbing. He just half-kneeled, holding Yan Ming's corpse in both hands, and burst into tears.
Standing up slowly, Liu Zhang hugged Yan Ming's body, raised his head to the sky, and stood quietly against the wind.Yan Ming's body was limp. The back of the man who was originally so proud had an iron-like backbone, but now there was no more support, and his limbs drooped weakly.
The sea breeze blows, and the hair is disheveled.All the Qingzhou troops were silent, and all eyes were on that stalwart figure. At this moment, the sadness of the falling dragon pierced deeply into their souls.
"Wu Ge is caught by the rhinoceros armor, the car is wrong, and the short soldiers are picked up. The sun is covered by the sun, the enemy is like a cloud, and the arrows are falling, and the soldiers are fighting for the first.
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Who sang the national mourning?
Sorrowful desolation in the sea breeze.
Shocking waves hit the shore,
Waves whimpering>
How about a million yellow turbans?How about the Xiliang rebels?So what about the powerful Dong Zhuo behind him?Aren't they all beaten to the ground by the lord?Follow the lord, and help the lord to fight those who don't open their eyes!So cool!
But, why do I want to sleep so much now?I'm so sleepy, maybe I've been playing for too long.Well, yeah, a long time.There must be 6000 people ambushing up here, mother, these rotten people, 6000 people are hiding in the middle of the mountain, taking advantage of the location, trying to plot against the lord.
kill!kill!kill!kill them all!
Yan Ming shouted, wanting to stand up again, to stand up again and fight for the lord, for the lord who laughed and scolded him to increase the price of cold clothes. [
However, the darkness fell so suddenly, and when he felt as if the last trace of warmth had faded from his body, the darkness fell.
My lord, I'm going to add some clothes now, and when I come back, I'll kill these thieves... >
Under a small tree near the mountainside, Yan Ming's ugly face, with a simple and honest smile, lay on the ground, quietly, and stopped the last twitch... >
More and more Qingzhou troops rushed to the beach, and as the area of the beach gradually increased, the battle between the two sides became more intense.
The narrow battlefield determines the tragedy of the battle.One of Yin Damu's arms has been broken, and half of his scalp has been cut off. He looks like a ghost at this moment, with disheveled hair and half body covered in blood. A piece of rock, like a machine, subconsciously resisted the crazy impact of the Qingzhou Army.
No one thought that this battle would be so tragic.The corpses left by the soldiers on both sides rolled to the shore piled up one after another, and the turbulent waves hit the shore, and the water droplets stirred up were scattered with dark red, like red flowers blooming in the dark night, revealing obscurity and uniqueness. Exciting.
Liu Zhang's face twitched slightly, standing on the bow of the boat like a nail, Yuan Shu was really desperate.
That's right, when he suddenly killed him right under his nose, he wanted to escape, and it took time.This time must be exchanged with human life.It doesn't matter if it belongs to the opponent's soldiers or to your own side.
On the surface of the sea, the successive warships finally gradually opened up, and Zhou Ke, who had sent off the soldiers, quickly retreated to make room for the large ships and large warships.
The bow of the ship shook slightly, and after adjusting the sails slightly, the oars protruding from both sides of the hull shook at the same time, sideways to the waterline, and leaned into the inner harbor.
"The ballista is ready—"
"The bed crossbow is ready—"
"Longbowmen step forward—"
Countless shouts rang out amidst the shouts of the orderlies one after another.The large ships and large warships slowly entered the attacking position after finally getting the sea out of the way.
Creaking——, amidst the teeth-gritting sound of pulling the strings, with the ignited ballista fuel tank, the large three-bow bed crossbow with a length of several feet, and the longbowmen in the front row all entered the firing range, With a shout of "Let it go", the sky suddenly darkened, and countless bright lights shot out with a graceful arc towards the back halfway up the mountain.
Yin Damu, who had more than a dozen spears inserted into his chest, had no brilliance in his eyes, and his body, with his head up to the sky, was firmly nailed to the boulder. Under his body, the dark blood pooled into a puddle of water.From time to time, there was a click, and there was still blood that hadn't flowed out. After hard accumulation, it slowly dripped, making an inaudible sound.
As a general, he fulfilled his duty. He spent his life on this small tidal flat, holding back the enemy's army for nearly half a day.
The beeping forest fire in the mountains was gradually extinguished with the efforts of Qingzhou soldiers, leaving only countless black smoke rising continuously, enveloping this originally peaceful beach like the end of the world.
Liu Zhang knelt down on one leg, supported Yan Ming's corpse with both hands, and let the tears flow freely on his face facing the sky. [
This is the first general under his command to die on the battlefield since his own rebellion.This small tidal flat battle actually took the life of one of his brave generals just like that.
Looking at the last smile on Yan Ming's face, Liu Zhang felt as if his heart was being squeezed in his palm, and it was twitching, which made him suffocate.
He originally thought that his heart had been sharpened as hard as a stone, he had thought that he had long been used to life and death, he had thought that he would never shed tears because of the farewell on the battlefield...
But at this moment, when he saw Yan Ming's smile, he couldn't help the throbbing. He just half-kneeled, holding Yan Ming's corpse in both hands, and burst into tears.
Standing up slowly, Liu Zhang hugged Yan Ming's body, raised his head to the sky, and stood quietly against the wind.Yan Ming's body was limp. The back of the man who was originally so proud had an iron-like backbone, but now there was no more support, and his limbs drooped weakly.
The sea breeze blows, and the hair is disheveled.All the Qingzhou troops were silent, and all eyes were on that stalwart figure. At this moment, the sadness of the falling dragon pierced deeply into their souls.
"Wu Ge is caught by the rhinoceros armor, the car is wrong, and the short soldiers are picked up. The sun is covered by the sun, the enemy is like a cloud, and the arrows are falling, and the soldiers are fighting for the first.
>
Who sang the national mourning?
Sorrowful desolation in the sea breeze.
Shocking waves hit the shore,
Waves whimpering>