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Volume One: Heaven Is Dead Chapter 24: The General¡¯s Head in Hand (Part 1)

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    Locusts were like arrows, pressing down on the city like large dark clouds. The millions of Yellow Turban troops were like tides shaking the walls of Xinxia City again and again. With the Yellow Turban army¡¯s high-spirited ¡°Yellow Sky is Above, Peace and Prosperity¡± time and time again.  "With the slogan, the officers and soldiers of Xinxia City collapsed.  The lord of Xinxia City will camp.  "General, the Yellow Turban army has broken two formations, and Xinxia can no longer defend it." A soldier came to report in a hurry.  He Jin, with a fierce look on his face, crushed the map in his hand and felt angry in his heart: "That damn bitch transferred me here at this time with bad intentions." "General, what should we do now? There are fifty or sixty people in the Yellow Turban.  Thousands." asked a general.  The camp suddenly shook, and a loud noise was heard. All the generals rushed out of the camp. He Jin saw a huge thunder and lightning smashing the city wall into pieces.  "Order the whole army to fight! They are just a bunch of brainwashed rabble. It's hard to be afraid of them." He Jin shouted.  "As ordered." Several generals immediately went down and led the soldiers out of the city to fight.  He Jin sneered, turned around and said to the deputy beside him: "Prepare your horses, let's go." "General?" "It's too early for a bitch to want to harm me." He Jin laughed.  He Jin and several of his cronies mounted their horses, but did not leave immediately. He Jin also knew that if he really left like this, even if he escaped, the eldest princess would definitely use it as an excuse to accuse him of being a deserter.  "Fight a bloody path and wait until death is almost over before we leave. She won't have anything to say by then." He Jin said coldly.  "Follow your orders." He Jinjun and the Yellow Turban Army fought fiercely. There were tens of thousands of soldiers in the Yellow Turban Army, and it was impossible for He Jin to resist.  A few hours later, He Jin saw that the defeat was certain and it was time to leave. He gathered his horse and fled behind the city without hesitation.  "Let's go!" "Kill He Jin's head to enhance my reputation as a Yellow Turban." Suddenly, there were fanatical shouts from behind.  When I looked back, I saw hundreds of Sikong-level people flying over the walls in the city to chase them.  Zhang Jiao's promise that if he took General He Jin's head, he would be eligible to have personal access to the Taiping Sutra, it greatly stimulated these Sikong Orders.  Their destiny has already come to an end and they can no longer move forward. They all hope to break through their destiny from the Taiping Sutra.  "Hmph." He Jin dismissed it and took out a Yanyue Sword from his hand, slashing in the air.  The sword energy tore into countless half-moons in the air, like fluttering butterflies. The dozens of Sikong Mingzhi closest to He Jin were immediately torn apart by the murderous energy.  Countless arrows swarmed in, some lifers opened their bows and shot arrows, and each of them used a life spell.  He Jin's horse was immediately stabbed into a hornet's nest.  He Jin jumped off his horse and struck another blow, splitting a man in half. At this time, more and more Yellow Turban troops had discovered that He Jin was surrounding him.  "How dare you trash block the way of this general." He Jin waved the Yanyue Sword contemptuously, chopping firewood and grass, killing all the Yellow Turban troops surrounding him.  The general-level life force is so powerful. The Yellow Turban Army has no blood, but they can't even block a single sword. A few thousand people who take the life charge launch a charge. The body of the ten thousand people who take the life is like a hard iron shield, which is difficult for ordinary bows and arrows to penetrate.  .  He Jin¡¯s sword fell.  The body of the hard iron shield was torn in half like a piece of paper.  Blood splattered and heads flew everywhere.  In a few blinks, He Jin had killed thousands of enemy soldiers.  It's just that the Yellow Turban Army looks like a madman, with yellow eyes and no regard for life or death.  "This is general-level force. Without a governor-level life, there is no way to get close." Jiang Yan hid in an abandoned house and watched from a distance as He Jin went on a killing spree, each head flying like a football.  The glass was soon covered with human organs and blood.  Jiang Yan would not work stupidly for Zhang Jue like those brainwashed Yellow Turbans. He was just waiting for an opportunity, waiting for the opportunity to kill He Jin.  It¡¯s just that it doesn¡¯t look optimistic now.  "He Jin, thief, watch me, Zhang Mancheng, take your head." Seeing He Jin kill nearly 10,000 Yellow Turbans, the leader of the Yellow Turbans attacking Xinxia, ??Zhang Mancheng, finally appeared, and the sword he waved cast a life spell.  The light of the sword cut into He Jin's armor and penetrated deep into his body, finally making him retreat.  He Jin's expression changed slightly.  The two generals fought for more than a hundred rounds, and the surrounding houses completely collapsed. Jiang Yan had no choice but to leave the house and fish in troubled waters with other Yellow Turbans.  Just because he didn't want to kill these court generals didn't mean that they didn't want to kill yellow turban thieves like him.  A close associate of He Jin was trying his best to break out of the encirclement with a long sword. One by one, the Yellow Turban soldiers fell under his sword. His destiny was also at the level of ten thousand times. Even the Yellow Turban soldiers who were also ten thousand times couldn't stop him.  He killed him smoothly. When he saw a young man dodging among the army, he felt it was an eyesore and stabbed him with his sword without hesitation.    Jiang Yan grabbed a big knife and blocked it.  The Yellow Turban Army is all a mixed bag of soldiers. Not all Ting Hous can practice martial arts, and the confidants don't think it's strange. He looked at the young man with sympathy - it's a pity that a good year is about to be ruined in his own hands.  But there must be more than one anyway. The confidant smiled ferociously and flashed his sword.  With a cunning murderous intent, he avoided the big knife and drilled it towards Jiang Yan's chest. Jiang Yan immediately retreated, using the emperor's mental skills. As the bones in his body shook, he turned into an afterimage and avoided the sword light.  The confidant's ferocious smile suddenly froze, and he was dumbfounded. A Qianqi could actually avoid his Xuan-level intermediate killing move "Dianxinmei".  Only then did the cronies realize that Jiang Yan's eyes were a little different from those of the other Yellow Turbans. The other Yellow Turban thieves all had yellow eyes, with fanatical and fierce looks, but the young man in front of them was unexpectedly calm.  It's a bit scary to be calm.  This young man¡¯s fate is unusual.  The cronies killed several yellow scarves and raised their swords to chop at Jiang Yan again. This young man would definitely be a disaster if he didn't kill them.  Jiang Yan secretly said that I had deliberately avoided fighting, but you still pursued me, so don¡¯t blame me.  Jiang Yan gathered a spiritual thought and hit the opponent. The henchman was dazzled, and his body was stunned for a moment as if he had been shocked by electricity. Then Jiang Yan pinched him mercilessly.  The Lung Sword was transformed into a sword with a flash of light.  "Intentional Sword." The confidant was shocked and hurriedly raised his sword to block it.  But Jiang Yan manipulated the Yi Sword to attack fiercely and quickly. The sword light wiped out his throat, and blood gurgled out of his trachea. The confidant held his throat in pain and looked at Jiang Yan in disbelief.  "Impossible" Jiang Yan rushed over in one step, and the big knife in his hand killed him.  "General, leave quickly, we are at the rear." Several cronies saw more and more enemies, and one of their companions was even killed by a Qianqi. They were horrified and shouted hurriedly.  He Jin didn't look good at first glance. Even if he was a general, ants could kill an elephant.  Zhang Mancheng bit He Jin and refused to let go. He Jin had several wounds on his body and the situation became worse. He Jin untied Wu Ming's fateful spell.  A storm fell from the sky and enveloped He Jin. When Jiang Yan saw the fate of the general, he knew the danger and immediately retreated. The moment he retreated, the storm suddenly roared and rolled out in all directions, powerful  The life force tore over and covered Jiang Yan in an instant. These storms were composed of He Jin's sword energy. It was like facing the chop of ten thousand Yanyue knives. Jiang Yan's expression changed, and his life force did not resist at all.  At this moment, countless thin threads appeared in the void and formed a network around Jiang Yan.  The storm crushing machine minced the ten thousand Yellow Turban troops within a radius of one hundred meters, whether they were thousands of cavalry or tens of thousands of people. The entire Xinxia City was covered in a terrifying rain of blood, accompanied by countless limbs and organs, making it feel like a hell on earth.  Jiang Yan took a breath of air. There was no one around him. He looked at himself and found that he was unscathed. The silver filaments looming in the space around him were like hard shields, blocking all the murderous intent of the storm.  "You should learn some defensive moves." Xuanling Wuxue's voice rang in his ears.
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