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1.23 Hundred Riding Camp

He returned to Boshui River Bay with Su Fei. Dozens of paddlewheel fighters and large and small ships quietly left the fleet and were mooring here.

"(现水) and north, Zuohui Boshui."

"Who!" A low shout rang out from the reeds on the river beach.

"I." Gan Ning shook the bell. The low ringtone was only released by Jinfan Gan Ning.

"The lieutenant is back!" The soldiers lurking around the river beside appeared one after another.

The bay ships moored in the bay and the towering river bank form a sheltered pond bank. A bonfire is lit in the pond. Because of the low terrain, it is not visible.

There were more than a dozen wild pheasants with browned and flowing oil on the fire. The fragrance was so strong that it made people's index fingers tremble.

Apart from the guards everywhere, the Jinfan thieves who came with him all sat by the bonfire. Gan Ning took the roasted pheasants and shared them with them. He also took the wine bag to share them.

"One person, one mouthful." Su Fei hurriedly reminded that he would need to catch a knife and fight later, so he should not drink too much.

The thief who took the wine bag grinned when he heard the sound, raised his head and drank it down.

The jade and vermicelli are strong. After drinking in one bite, it is like a line of fire falling straight down, and the belly is like fire burning.

The lieutenant was only sixteen years old and was not very good at drinking. When he was a teenager, he would go into the water to plunder blood and lick blood on the head of a knife to drink with everyone.

This time is no exception.

When the hollow pan was sent back, Gan Ning said, "The Yellow Turban Que's Commander Guan Hai, who led 50,000 troops to Gaoyang. The Prime Minister of the Right Kingdom only ordered us to help us along the way, so most of the boatmen carried on this trip were boatmen. Those who were good at fighting were the only ones."

"How do you think about the lieutenant?" Yuan Jinfan asked roughly.

"The thief is about to leave Anping, thinking that he is in his own place and is completely unaware of it. This is a good opportunity given by God. You dare to go to the camp with me." Gan Ning's eyes were as sharp as a torch.

"What's the matter?" Just follow the captain and have no fear.

"The lord is so kind that he has appointed me as the captain of the Ge Ship. If you win this battle, you will express your feelings and return the Jinfan!" Gan Ning made a loud voice.

"Return the Jinfan!" A hundred people spoke in unison.

Gan Ning's heart moved and pointed to the pheasant feather on the ground and said, "Each one brocade feather is taken and inserted into the helmet as a name. Everyone is united and live in death."

"Everyone is united and lives together with death."

The war horses were lowered on the boat. Each of them put on the helmets and put on the feathers of pheasants, and turned over and stepped on.

The last red and black divine horse that got off the boat was the Xiji BMW Scout. He was only four years old. He was in harmony with Gan Ning and had a tacit understanding. He took the longest feather from Su Fei and inserted it on his helmet. Gan Ning looked at the hundreds of horses and became proud and proud: "Go!"

"Hold!" Hundreds of cavalry rushed out roaring and headed straight for the enemy camp.

Just as the rooster crowed, the Yellow Turban thieves who had been walking fast for a day and built bridges and crossed the river were already asleep. The camp was built up in a hurry, and the torches were dim. The deer antlers were piled up in front of the door.

The wild wind roars, the thatched boards swing. The bright moon is in the sky, and the sound of wind and thunder is hidden in the wilderness.

It was logging and camping again. How could the exhausted Yellow Turban thieves be alert?

Facing the sharpened antlers, the man took advantage of the horse's power, Gan Ning raised his hand and threw it away.

The copper bell ran out of thunder, and the deer antler broke. The knight behind him threw a meteor hammer and cleared the front of the door.

The rope flew into the air and crashed into the camp.

A flash of sword light, blood spurted half of the wall. The sleepy sentry leaned against the door post, and then formed two sections.

The sword force is three points into the wood.

Hundreds of cavalry roared in, threw oil jars, shot rockets, and chopped them up when they met, like crazy tigers.

The wind helped the fire rise, and the fire leveraged the power of the wind. Soon after, the flames soared into the sky. When the chaotic army passed, the people and horses were neighing, and there were countless soldiers and horses. The Yellow Turban thieves ran around and cried, making a mess. Seeing the red and black horses a general, covered in blood, like a god of killing. The Yellow Turban thieves formed a formation, they scattered in a rush.

He killed people and set fire all the way through the enemy camp. He looked up and saw that the central army tent was in front of him.

"Ha!" Gan Ning shook the reins, and the rope suddenly accelerated.

The bronze bell came first. The bandits who were running around scattered their brains burst and died tragically. They arrived in a short distance and several breaths.

Guan Hai, who was covered with hangings and holding a long copper stick in his hand, was about to lift the tent.

The evil wind blew!

A ball of black shadow was like a giant python with iron wire. It was buzzing when it hit her face.

Hold the stick and roll it up.

Bang!

Mars burst.

The copper stick in his hand was furious like thunder. He couldn't control it, as if he was about to fly away.

He subconsciously tightened his body, raised his strength, and vowed to lock the copper stick. Unexpectedly, it became a striking force. The copper stick could not be freed, and he could not move.

The wind cuts the surface.

I forced my head up, but suddenly I saw the sword light that was not over.

The chest was hot and the abdomen roared.

The red blood line spans the right rib from the left shoulder and ejaculates out.

The copper stick suddenly lost control and even tore the upper body from the bloodline.

"Ahhh..." The copper stick that jumped half of his body separated from his lower body. The stomach and intestines came out in the cavity. The severe pain of the torn and falling internal organs was extremely clear for a moment.

The lower body, which had lost support, bleeded blood and fell to the ground. He held the upper body of the long copper stick tightly, and then he was extremely embarrassed.

He cut off the Yellow Turban Qu Shushuai with one knife, but Gan Ning did not stop. He came out of the camp and then turned back with a knife.

Seeing that Su Fei was surrounded by stall, he rode his horse forward.

The copper bell roared and killed several people in a row. He raised his hand and fell, chopped the ground to help Su Fei break through the siege.

"Save me!" On the way, Gan Ning and Su Fei crashed into the chaos army.

The broken head flew across, and blood spurted like rain. With one knife, the body that was cut without rushing to break was then broken by the rope. The people and horses were scattered, with broken limbs everywhere. The floating horse mane actually dragged blood tails.

It's like a galloping blood horse.

The Yellow Turban Thief was extremely frightened. The morale was broken to the end. The golden sails and Gan Ning were united, and the people and horses were invincible. The sound of the copper bell was heard. The defeated soldiers were chased and killed, and the blood-covered knights were covered in blood, and the feathers were slapped in the helmets and pheasants were feathers, gathered behind Gan Ning.

No more or less, do a hundred riders well.

Hundreds of horses gathered together, and their murderous aura soared into the sky. When they rode their horses to cover up their kills, everything they passed was turned into meat paste.

The Yellow Turban Fighting Soldiers screamed and jumped into the sea of ​​fire. They did not dare to turn around and contact the enemy.

Bloody abuse of the camp. Gan Ning led hundreds of cavalry out of the camp. He thought about it and then took a horse and returned.

The sword was wielded and carved on the wall of the camp: The one who killed the thief was Jinfan Gan Ning.

The beginning of the word "kill" is a splash of blood on the blade. The iron-painted silver hook is shocking.

He waved his sword to express his feelings. When the murderous aura was exhausted, he whistled and rode away. Only the Yellow Turban Camp, which was engulfed by wildfire, was crying in the wind.

The rising sun rises, and the fight gradually stops.

Anping Zhangrao Camp.

Wen Chou, the Ji State's anti-captive captain, who had been wrapped in bandages and pretended to be Zhang Niujiao, led the troops to attack the enemy camp at night. He killed Zhang Rao, the commander of the Yellow Turban Qu in Qingzhou, and hundreds of commanders of the big and small Qu. Yan Liang, the commander of the Bandit College, who was buried in the dense forest on the north bank of the Hutuo River, also took advantage of the chaos to capture Anping. He captured more than 200,000 young and weak Huang Turban family in Qingzhou.

Remove the Anping Yellow Turban in one fell swoop and restore the Anping Kingdom.

The thief-defeating captain Ling Cao and the left Sima Hu Yu of Ge Chuan cooperated with the inside and outside to break through the Yellow Turban camp in Zhongshan. Apart from the small bandits on the fleeing, the Zhongshan Kingdom was also restored.

When he learned that the captain of the Gechuan School, Gan Ning, and hundreds of cavalry were in the camp, he killed Guan Hai. Gao Lan, the captain of the Yangwu School stationed in Santai City, made a quick decision and led his army southward. He cleared out the Hejian bandits and restored the capital successfully.

"Restore the Three Kingdoms Day" has become an allusion.

The news came and the world was shocked.

The five schools of Ji State were known to the world. Especially the hundreds of cavalry robbed the enemy camp, and the golden sails of Gan Ning were not lost, and it became famous all over the world.

There are talented people born in the country.
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