For a Prosperous World

Dong Zhuo finally glanced at Lu Bu and waved his hand: "Kill me first!"

"Kill !!" The sound of killing raged in the Golden Palace, the blade held high, and countless people surrounded the general who was riding on the red horse in the middle.

"Huh!" Lu Bu's halberd waved, and the three guards behind him each took out his own blade.

One of them grabbed the sword in his waist and pulled it out.

A sword groaned, and the white-faced guard sang loudly, "Where is the trap!"

"in!"

The guards who had been on the sides of the palace suddenly took a step forward. The number was less than one tenth of the Xiliang Army, but the momentum was not inferior.

A fierce breath spread from the palace guards, with some flesh, the footsteps were like a sound, and his hands were placed on the hilt of his waist.

"Ka!"

The long sword was drawn out halfway, showing off.

"In front of the Temple of Heaven, dare to take another step and kill without pardon!"

Drinking together, a few people in the ministers were directly scared to the ground, there were some wet between the shares.

These individuals are not guards in front of the palace at all, but all have been replaced by the elite under Lu Bu's account, trapped in the camp.

Of course, the Xiliang Army could not be scared away by this loud cry. They were also people who were killed from the battlefield. How could the two armies be frightened.

There was no pause in the steps, and he rushed up. On the side of the array, seeing that the Xiliang Army did not stop, it stopped speaking, and lowered its head.

"Oh!" The whole sword was pulled out of the sheath, and the air in front of the palace was cold.

The two teams moved forward in a few steps without knowing who made the first sound.

"Puzzle!"

Then a violent voice echoed: "There is no death!"

The two teams got together, the sword held high, and both eyes became popular. The pace didn't stop anymore, rushed up and killed the Xiliang Army.

The Xiliang Army was a bit slower, but one-tenth of them rushed towards them, but they did not see a bit of disappointment in the lineup. It seems that those people really have a ambition to die.

The soldier, named Trapped, dressed in black armor, reached down and pulled a piece of armor on the helmet down to cover his face. It's a beastly face.

The trap camp is the name of Kulai. It is rumored that it first appeared in the pre-Qin Dynasty. It is a military department that is invincible. The soldiers and soldiers set aside life and death. They can break through thousands of people and often fall into enemy lines. The beast has black armor.

This army assisted the king's side, from the pre-Qin to the Qin dynasties until the time of Qin's death, during the siege of Xianyang.

Thousands of people greeted hundreds of thousands of enemies, leaving the sentence that although ten million people are going to die, the whole army is dead.

This is called a trapped ambition, and it is called the army of loyalty and loyalty.

Even in the Han Dynasty, an army was built to protect the palace, and an army array can be called a trap array is the highest glory, that is, the army loyal to call the army array.

The earliest trapped generals in the miscellaneous wore a mourning white robe, after Bai Qi, because the commander-in-chief of the Forbidden Army did not leave a name, and the ancient name was Bai Xiao. Then none of the trapped generals passed through the white robes. The trapped generals were only white, and later they only claimed to be the commander of the army.

Trapped camp.

Dong Zhuo sat on the carriage with some contempt in his eyes. He knew that Lu Bu had a trapped army. Being arranged here didn't really remind him of it, but what about people like this? Is it really possible that one hundred people can break one thousand people?

No one had seen the pre-Qin traps, but the rest of the traps after that was just a name and a trap.

"Fengxian, why are you pulling your sword so much?" Dong Zhuo's expression was somber and he sneered at Lu Bu, not far from the car.

Fang Tianji slashed at a Xiliang soldier. The iron armor worn on him had no effect and was split open.

Blood splattered and fell on the armour of the man holding the halberd, and Lu Bu shook off the man hanging on the halber and looked at Dong Zhuo.

Standing in the chaotic army, his eyes sank, and he said word by word, "Order to ask a thief!"

The hall was only a few hundred steps ahead, and the two armies hedged, but a few breaths rushed together.

The ministers' faces were pale, and many of them had no idea that such a thing would happen today. At this time, they only felt that their lives were dead.

There are only these people in defense, and when Dong Zhuo kills Lu Bu, even the emperor is in danger, not to mention them.

But what happened later was completely different from what they thought.

In the trap camp less than eleven before the death of Xi Liangshi, Tijian rushed into the chaos, and there was almost no pause.

The Xiliang Army did not hesitate to attack, and what happened exceeded their common sense.

The black armored soldiers did not evade at all, and let the sword of the Xiliang Army chop on himself. The long sword on the thick black armor can only be cut in half and stuck in it. They hadn't even responded yet, the sword light flashing from their eyes had fallen.

With a life-threatening style of play, it seemed that at the same time, countless blood flew up at the same time when he saw the blood. Splashed on the fierce beast.

Under the beast's face, the pupils in black and white are raised, and the steps under the feet can only move forward. The blood-stained blade still reflected the cold light, and the nails rang. The blood flew in the array for a moment, with a bit of fishy smell.

Not just a bugle, it seems that in this trapped body, it is really possible to see the decision of death.

Hundreds of years ago, a person's decision to be trapped in the battlefield reappeared before them in the body.

After just a contact, the dominant Xiliang Army stopped and took a half step back. All the rows of people in front of the hall were chopped to the ground.

There was no sound of the dead body on the ground ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The blood flowed out and stained the steps in front of the hall, flowing over the slate, dropping drop by drop.

Dong Zhuo sat on the frame with his eyes wide open, holding the cymbal in his hand, maybe the wood made a squeaking noise.

Lu Bu looked behind him from the left and right, and finally looked at Dong Zhuo again, opening Fang Tianji across. The red horse's general stared.

"Trapped!" The reins trembled tightly, and the red horse hissed, raising his forefoot: "Let's order a thief!"

"Let's order!"

The answer under the beast's face was dull, as if he was slamming into the chest of the Xiliang Army, and stepped out in unison. I don't know how many times it has been polished, leaving this army formation almost flawless.

Among the ministers, a man suddenly flushed his sword from his waist and walked towards the chaos.

"what are you going to do!"

On weekdays, his peers who had a good relationship with him hurriedly stopped him. At this time, I went to this muddy water, but I was dead.

The sword-drawing minister was silent, shook off his companion's hand, and stared back at the sound of the car driving.

"Ordered to kill the national thief!"

Don't stop after speaking, and raise your sword into the crowd.

The shoved minister stayed for a while and looked back behind him. Some of the ministers didn't dare to say anything, while others lay on the ground and begged for mercy.

He suddenly smiled absently: "I can't believe it, I'm with you as a courtier."

The others did not understand what he meant, and the minister turned back and pulled out his sword and called to the person who rushed.

"Brother, wait, Brother Yu is here!"

With her blood in her cavity, her husband stood in the temple and governed the world for his ministers. Without this, what's the difference between the dead?

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