The battlefield was like a meat grinder. After sacrificing more than 20,000 Yellow Turban soldiers for a period of time, the defense line of the Han Dynasty's official army collapsed without any surprise...

No wonder there are only more than 20,000 defenders in Changshe City. Even if the Yellow Turban Army attacks the South Gate alone, Changshe will not just invest all the defenders on this side and transfer the soldiers from the other three gates. In other words, the city wall on the south side of Changshe is only about 10,000 at most. With 10,000 Changshe Army, nearly 40,000 Yellow Turban Pioneer troops are fought. No matter how high the quality of the Changshe soldiers is and how strong the combat ability is, they cannot last long. After all, the forces of the two sides are too disparate.

Will you win...?

Looking at his soldiers rushing forward and behind to attack the city tower, Chen Mo murmured to himself.

At this moment, a scream suddenly came from the direction of Changshe. Then, a large number of Yellow Turban soldiers fell from the city wall and exclaimed and fell down the city wall.

What's going on?

Chen Mo narrowed his eyes and looked towards Changshe. He was shocked to find that a black hurricane filled with strange aura broke out on the Changshe wall at some point, and the powerful airflow shaved down countless Yellow Turban soldiers who had climbed up the city wall.

What is that?

Chen Mo frowned slightly, and for some reason, a strong fear surged in his heart.

The strange black hurricane burst out around, and then, in Chen Mo's shocked eyes, a black tiger actually appeared in the black hurricane.

It is almost four feet tall, with light gray all over, with black marks on the belly. The tiger lies on the city wall. One of the huge front paws supports the city wall, and the other pointing at the Yellow Turban soldiers under the city, grinning, looking like they choose someone to eat.

Old... tiger?

Chen Mo rubbed his eyes in disbelief and almost bit his tongue in shock.

However, when I looked at it carefully, it was a colorful black tiger but disappeared without a trace. Instead, a burly general wearing black bronze tiger armor, carrying a black sword that was six feet long, and looked down at the Yellow Turban soldiers under the city from a high place.

It's a human...was it an illusion just now?

Holding all kinds of doubts in his heart, Chen Mo looked at the man standing on the wall of Changshe in the distance.

Just as Chen Mo thought about it, the general wearing bronze tiger armor actually jumped down from the city wall and landed on the ground with a loud bang. A burst of dust rose among the countless Yellow Turban soldiers.

"Jump... jumped down?" Chen Mo was stunned. In his opinion, the city wall was more than ten feet high, in other words, at least twenty meters above.

In Chen Mo's shocked gaze, the dust from the city gradually fell down. The general was holding the sword that was one person long and looked coldly at the Yellow Turban soldiers surrounding him.

What does he want to do?

Chen Mo couldn't help but be a little surprised. Suddenly, his eyes were slightly stunned, because he noticed that the general seemed to be surrounded by a strange black aura.

It was a heavy and ominous aura, a dead color, a depressing feeling, like a beast lurking in the dark, staring at its prey.

Chen Mo subconsciously shook his head and looked at the black aura that was wrapped around the man. He seemed to have the illusion that even his soul would be swallowed.

"Hey, get out of here..." As he spoke, the man waved the sword in his hand and slashed hard.

At that moment, a hurricane seemed to storm blew up on the ground, rolling all the Yellow Turban soldiers around to the sky, and then smashing heavily on the ground.

After the hurricane subsided, a knife mark that was more than ten feet long appeared on the ground.

"Play!"

Looking at the Yellow Turban soldiers who fell to the ground, the man held the black sword against his shoulders, with a cold expression on his face and continued, "... The opponent I am looking for is not you little men!"

His voice was not loud, but strangely, even Chen Mo, who was far away, could hear his voice clearly. What was even more shocking was that while the other party was talking, the rich black air on his body fluttered from time to time, and then slowly condensed and formed. An illusory shadow appeared on the surface of the general's burly body. It was the black giant tiger that Chen Mo saw on the city wall just now. However, it only lasted for a blink of an eye and then dispersed and turned into a surprising black aura.

Is that an illusion?

Chen Mo couldn't help but shook his head, looked at the huge knife mark on the ground and swallowed.

Can such destructive power be really something that people can do?

incredible.

Looking at the other party's armor, Chen Mo knew that it was a military general. The military general who led his soldiers to fight in ancient times was the soul of the entire army.

Simply put, the power of military generals is much more outstanding than that of soldiers. They are heroes selected from thousands of miles away, and outstanding military generals are even more unanimous.

But no matter what, the general is also a human being, and the power displayed by the other party just now has completely transcended the scope of human beings!

Is it really possible for people to just waving a cold weapon, but leaving a knife mark that is more than ten feet long on the ground?

Chen Mo was shocked. He was shocked to find that the scene he saw at this moment completely subverted his previous understanding.

"Stop...stop, our army's offensive..." Pei Yuanshao licked his dry lips.

After Pei Yuanshao reminded him, Chen Mo realized that the Yellow Turban soldiers who were fearless on their side had stopped attacking at some point. The madness that was like a fanatical believer who died with the enemy was suppressed by a mere person for the sake of the righteousness in their hearts was actually suppressed by a mere person.

It's like a mantis blocking a car with his arm. Not only was the mantis not crushed to death, but instead stopped the car. How could this happen?

So ridiculous!

Is the other party more shocking than more than 10,000 well-trained Changshe elite soldiers?

Shocking power...

Chen Mo couldn't help swallowing his saliva. Somehow, although the general was alone, he put heavy pressure on him.

I remember there is a saying, "It is easy to get a thousand troops, but it is hard to find a general]. Is the other party a general of this level?

at the same time……

"The power and courage that lies in the battlefield..."

The Yellow Turban coach Bo Cai also discovered this situation. He squeezed the reins with his right hand unconsciously, showing a solemn expression, and murmured, "Those who can do this are nothing more than a hero in the rumors... I really didn't expect to meet someone here..."

The rumored [Enemy of Ten Thousand People]!

"Ba!" The whip in Bocai's hand was broken.

"Ten Thousands of Enemies?" Zhang Bao muttered, frowned and looked into the distance.

At this moment, a cavalry rushed forward, waved the spear in his hand, pointed directly at the general, and laughed, "I actually jumped off the city tower, this is your own way of death!"

The Yellow Turbans turned around and saw that it was Ma Ming, the Yellow Turban general, and a little bit of expression appeared in their horrified eyes.

"General Ma, it's General Ma!"

"Tait!"

Amid the cheers of the Yellow Turbans, the Yellow Turban General Ma Ming rode the horse under his crotch and galloped past the enemy general. After running for a short distance, he slowly stopped. He turned around and looked at the spear that was only half in his hand, and looked at the enemy general in disbelief.

Before the Yellow Turban could react, Ma Ming's armor suddenly staggered and fell to the ground. Then, accompanied by the surging blood, his upper half of his body slowly fell down and fell to the ground, along with the heads of the horses under his crotch.

He was actually cut into two pieces by the enemy general with one knife?!

"Puff!" A mouthful of blood was spitting out of his mouth. Ma Ming looked at the enemy general standing in front of him with great fear and said with difficulty, "You...who are you..." As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes lost their original spirit.

He glanced at the half-dead corpse on the ground. The enemy general inserted the black knife in his hand into the ground with a "bang", held the hilt of the knife with his right hand, and glanced at the surrounding Yellow Turban soldiers with a majestic gaze like a tiger's eyes.

"The Great Han Army's Sima, Xia Pi County Magistrate, Sun Jian!"
Chapter completed!