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Chapter 105: Sun Jian's Death (Part II)


When they set a stumbling block It turns out that everything has long fallen into the calculation of the Yellow Turban Thief, and I am afraid that it will be difficult for me to go back tonight The next moment, the horse under Sun Jian's crotch was tripped by the horse's leg in the gallop and smashed forward, and Sun Jian was thrown out by inertia.

The knight who followed behind Sun Jian knew that there was a tripwire in front of him, but in the high-speed running, he didn't have time to brake at all, and he crashed into the tripwire one after another, falling to the ground one by one.

Immediately after, countless Yellow Turban soldiers appeared and quickly surrounded these people.

Two hands are invincible to four hands, and the tiger can't stand the wolves At this time, there were only a few dozen people left around Sun Jian, and they were also divided by the Yellow Turban Thieves, all of whom were fighting on their own.

Sun Nut Ran deserves the nickname of Sun Menghu, a long knife is waved and touches the person to death, the person who touches it dies, and the yellow turban thief who kills is terrified.

But after all, there were too many yellow turban thieves around, and there were more and more wounds on Sun Jian's body, and the injuries were getting more and more serious, and the attack gradually slowed down In the end, Cheng Pu was killed by the Yellow Turban Thief, and his body was raised high.

Seeing this scene, Sun Jian couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood Next, Han Dang was killed, and Sun Jian's heart hurt and he couldn't breathe.

In the end, Sun Ce also died, Sun Jian's eyes opened angrily, and the corners of his eyes cracked, leaving blood and tears.

At this point, Sun Jian was the only one left around him who was still supporting.

Poof A yellow turban thief behind Sun Jian stabbed Sun Jian in the back with a knife, and the blade came out of his chest.

Sun Jian spurted out a mouthful of blood, turned around suddenly, grabbed the neck of the attacking yellow turban thief, and strangled the yellow turban thief to death.

Poof Poof More and more yellow turban thieves surrounded them, countless weapons were cut down, and Sun Jian slowly fell.

After falling, his eyes were wide open, and he did not bat at death Sun Jian died, Sun Ce died, and his generals Han Dang and Cheng Pu also died.

Sun Quan is still young now, and he is estimated to be eleven or twelve years old, and Sun Quan is not as brave as Sun Jian and his brother Sun Ce at all, so there is no need to worry.

Therefore, there is no one competing with Lu Bu for the land of Jiangdong now.

It stands to reason that Lu Bu should be happy, but for some reason, Lu Bu's heart is heavy, and he can't be happy no matter what.

In the end, Lu Bu sighed and said, "Alas, I killed so many people for my own death, did I do it wrong?"

Jia Xu said beside Lu Bu: "Lord, if you don't kill Sun Jian today, maybe Sun Jian will lead the soldiers and the lord to be enemies in the future, and all those who threaten the lord are better to kill them early, the lord is right, and his subordinates believe that the lord will definitely be able to do better than Sun Jian."

After listening to Jia Xu's persuasion, Lu Bu felt a little better in his heart.

Then Lu Bu couldn't help but think of Cao Cao's famous saying: I'd rather be responsible for the world than let the world bear me If you want to achieve hegemony, you will inevitably have blood and rain, and rolling heads will fall to the ground If you want to achieve hegemony, you must not have the kindness of a woman Thinking of this, Lu Bu completely suppressed the pain in his heart, and then gave an order to order the team to start setting fires Soon, one by one, the orders were passed downward, and when everyone had arrived, everyone began to light the torches, and then threw them on the dead grass that was more than half a man tall.

The fire of dry wood ignited at one point, and the spark quickly became a prairie fire, and the fire spread rapidly.

Under the action of the wind, the fire quickly grew in size and then went out of control.

The yellow turban thieves couldn't help but be scared silly, and the next moment, countless yellow turban thieves were completely panicked, crying and running around.

It's a pity that no matter how fast a person runs, how can he be faster than the fire Zhang Fei and Guan Yu were outside the barracks, and the number of Yellow Turban thieves fighting against them was not large, two or three thousand people, slightly more than the number of the team led by Zhang Fei and Guan Yu.

Anyway, it's just a fake, a show, and it is impossible for Bocai to send a large army, so Bocai put the main battlefield on Sun Jian.

Anyway, there are only more than 2,000 people here, and Bocai has sent nearly 3,000 Yellow Turban troops, and he is not afraid of them making trouble.

It sounded murderous and miserable outside.

In fact, the two sides were extremely friendly, and they were separated by a stone's throw from each other, and the shouting became more and more vigorous.

But soon the Yellow Turban Army found out that something was wrong, didn't it say that it was fake Why are you paralyzed to set the fire, such a big fire can't be extinguished at all, how many people must be burned to death Just when the Yellow Turban Army on the opposite side was still in a daze, Zhang Fei and Guan Yu suddenly launched an attack on them.

At this time, the little leader of the Yellow Turban Army also came to his senses You're paralyzed, this is the rhythm they played "Above, kill all these officers and soldiers for Lao Tzu" Saying that, under the leadership of the lower leader, the two sides soon fell into close hands.

"Wow, yes, the thief is coming" Zhang Fei shouted, and with a stab of Zhangba's spear, he directly stabbed the little leader to the heart.

Then he shouted with both arms, and with a hey, he directly raised the little leader high, and then smashed it down.

On Guan Yu's side, the Qinglong Yanyue Knife waved, swept one by one, touched the injury, and faced death, among the Yellow Turban Thieves, there was no enemy at all.

In just one round, the small leader of the Yellow Turban Army died, and the other Yellow Turban Army also suffered heavy casualties, and the Yellow Turban Army completely lost its morale and was crippled all of a sudden.

The remaining Yellow Turban Army did not have the slightest morale at all and fled in all directions.

Zhang Fei and Guan Yu followed closely behind for a while, directly killing the Yellow Turban thieves.

Zhang Fei had to catch up with the rise of killing, but he was stopped by Guan Yu.

"Second brother, don't chase anymore, have you forgotten what the lord told us?"

Listening to Guan Yu's words, Zhang Fei was startled and quickly retreated.

Because before they came, Lu Bu had instructed them, and after killing this group of yellow turban thieves, they lined up outside, but if there were any yellow turban thieves who ran out, they would not let go.

The current Zhang Fei is not the Zhang Fei in the original historical trajectory.

After being whipped by Lu Bu, Zhang Fei was much more honest, and he was both respectful and afraid of Lu Bu.

Even Guan Yu is not so arrogant.

In the original historical trajectory, Guan Yu's arrogance is also for a reason.

Because among the generals under Liu Bei's account, Guan Yu is excellent in martial arts, familiar with the art of war, and has the strongest comprehensive ability, so he has developed a character that no one in his eyes.

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But now under Lu Bu's account, Lu Bu's martial arts are much stronger than him, and Jia Xu's strategy is not much higher than him.

Besides, Gao Shun, who originally followed the lord, although he was not as strong as him in martial arts, but if he arranged the troops, Guan Yu thought that both sides had the same number of soldiers, and he was not Gao Shun's opponent.

Lu Bu's subordinates are full of talents, and now Guan Yu has no capital to be proud at all

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