Chapter 1 Pan Fengwen's wine to kill Hua Xiong

The first year of Chuping, May.

Chen Liucheng.

The ground was dusty, and countless birds were amazed by the 'rumbling sound' under the iron hooves and flew to the rising sun in the east.

At the top of the city, the banners were awe-inspiring, and the flags such as 'Yuan', 'Liu', 'Kong' Zhang' and 'Jiao' swayed with the wind, but the soldiers at the head of the city were stunned.

Under the city, a banner with the word 'Hua' swings greatly like a huge wave. In the rear, tens of thousands of Xiliang sergeants stood up, exuding a strong murderous atmosphere, as if to prove to the world that this is the elite of hundreds of battles.

Under the big banner, a black armored man stood proudly, with a long knife in his hand stained with blood, and even exuded a strong smell of blood in the air...

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"Report, the leader of the alliance, General Yu fought with Hua Xiong for one round and was beheaded by the horse."

The intelligence of the scout made everyone present couldn't help staring, and each of them looked surprised.

However, in an inconspicuous corner, a strong man in black armor looked extremely complicated. He muttered to himself, "What should come will come."

He is the famous general of Jizhou, Pan Feng.

Pan Feng, who is familiar with the Three Kingdoms, knows that it will be the moment when she will die. In April this year, Dong Zhuo abolished the young emperor and appointed Liu Xie, the king of Chen, as emperor, historically known as the "Emperor Xian". At the beginning of May, Yuan Shao gathered 18 princes with the slogan of 'Qingjun's side', and gathered together in Chen Liuyi, and the front of the soldiers pointed straight at the tiger prison.

In fact, although Pan Feng's body is indeed Pan Feng's body, he is indeed a modern person from 800 years later. He used to be an inconspicuous little employee of the company, but on a drunk driving, he hit a truck carrying gas, just before his consciousness disappeared, The rumble explosion still lingered in his ear...

"Ha ha, Hua Xiong is really heroic." A straight and handsome middle-aged man couldn't help praising, and then his tone suddenly turned, and his voice suddenly raised: "Who dares to fight against Hua Xiong?"

The people below were silent, and the general Yu She couldn't walk a round in Hua Xiong's hands. Who would send his own general to die?

Looking at these frightened princes, the straight and handsome man couldn't help shaking his head and sighing: "It's a pity that I * Yan Liangwen is not here, otherwise I won't allow him to be rampant."

At this time, Han Fu, the assassin of Jizhou, suddenly strode out of his seat and punched Yuan Shao and said, "Yuan Gong, I have a * army Pan Feng, holding a 100-pound mountain axe, and ten thousand people are brave enough to kill Hua Xiong."

"Good." Yuan Shao said loudly, "Where is General Pan?"

"It's time to finally come." Pan Feng smiled bitterly, but at this time he was not afraid at all, "The worst thing is to die again!" What are you afraid of death?" Thinking of this, Pan Feng's heart calmed down. No hesitation, he strode to Yuan Shao and hugged his fist and said, "Mr. Yuan, it's Pan Feng."

Yuan Shao narrowed his eyes and looked at Pan Feng carefully, and then laughed happily, "Do you dare to fight against Hua Xiong?"

"Why don't you dare? My big axe has been hungry and thirsty for a long time."

"Okay, if you cut Hua Xiong under the horse, you will be rewarded 100 taels and 50 good horses." Yuan Shao looked directly at Pan Feng, but after all, Pan Feng is a modern man, which is more shrewd than these rough generals in ancient times. From Yuan Shao's eyes, he saw a trace of disdain, which was despised from his bones. Looking around, most of the princes present also looked like this. At this time, Pan Feng seemed to understand something, "What can you do if you can fight?" But it's just a strong dog raised by these princes. Even if he dies in battle, I'm afraid that no one will remember him except for adding a little bravery of Huaxiong, right? These princes are all wine bags and rice bags, and they are indeed in high positions..."

"Okay, get the wine. I'm going to go for General Pan." Yuan Shao pretended to be heroic and said.

After seeing through the hypocritical masks of these princes, Pan Feng naturally disdained it. After Yuan Shao raised the wine bottle, Pan Feng unexpectedly did not pick up the wine bottle to return to Yuan Shao. Suddenly, the princes below were stunned, and some people who had reacted also pointed to Pan Feng rudely. Even Yuan Shao, who is famous for his mind and temperament, flashed a slight anger in his eyes.

"Little Huaxiong, why do you need to borrow wine? Zhu Gong will wait for me to come to his head later. Pan Feng herself didn't know why a sense of pride surged from her heart.

The beautiful public relations feather looked at Pan Feng at this time as if there was something more...

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At this time, the sunshine reached noon, and the black armor Hua Xiong stood proudly under the banner of the word 'Hua'. The long knife was stained with blood, and under the horse's hoof was Yu Shi, who had just fought with him for less than a round. In a while, Hua Xiong also dipped his fingers in some blood on the knife, and then licked it with his tongue with an intoxicated face, as if the world proudly announced that this was his booty. The soldiers on the wall were frightened to see the Xiliang people drinking blood.

"Is it coming?" Pan Feng rode one by one at this time and has slowly walked out of Chen Liucheng. Although she knew that she would be willing to die under the knife in his hand, Pan Feng did not find a trace of timidity in her heart. On the contrary, there is a feeling of boiling blood and eagerness to try.

On the wall, Han Fu's soldiers were excited.

"Look, this is our General Pan."

"Although our General Pan is very famous, his martial arts..." A soldier shook his head and sighed: "Huaxiong is so heroic. I don't think General Pan is his opponent!"

"I'm afraid another head has landed."

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"Thief, let me take your head." Hua Xiong shouted loudly, and then his majestic body slowly approached. ** It seemed that there was a firelight circulating. When he got closer, he gradually saw that the fire-like thing was actually a brown war horse, but to Pan Feng's surprise, the sweat from the horse was blood red?

"Is this the legendary sweaty BMW?" Just as Pan Feng was stunned, two whirlwinds suddenly blew on both sides. Thief general, I am Zu Mao.

"I'm General Bao Zhong, go to death!"

The long bloody knife waved like an iron curtain, and the fierce blade was invincible. In the tragic howls, warm blood splashed all over the sky, and the broken limbs and broken weapons flew down on all sides.

Looking at the two heads that were killed in just a moment, Pan Feng, who went to the battlefield for the first time, couldn't help sighing!

"Is this Hua Xiong's strength? It's really terrible..."

For a moment, he even had the idea of keeping his life and running away.

But for a moment, that stupid idea was abandoned.

If he really runs back with such a disgraced face, the face of the coalition army will definitely be thrown in. Maybe Yuan Shao will directly cut off his head. Even if Yuan Shao let him go, I'm afraid that Han Fu, who loves face very much, will not bypass him.

You must not back down!

Hua's majestic body is close at hand, with the power of victory, and even Pan Feng has felt the cold murderous intention on the long knife.

"Since there is no way to avoid it, we can only fight with all our strength."

Pan Feng breathed a deep breath and raised the mountain axe to prepare for a fierce blow against China.