Chapter 1027

Whether it was Zhao Xing or the adjutant.

At this time, looks of disbelief appeared in their eyes.

Following that, they were incomparably furious.

And just at this moment, the city gate roared.

"Haha, you all dare to invade my Jiuzhou City; you are simply courting death!"

A rampant voice rang out from above the city wall.

Then, Cao Xing rode on his warhorse and led the army to charge out.

This time, he was incomparably stifled.

Clearly his troops occupied the advantage, but he just couldn't win.

If it weren't for the magic weapon Liu Zheng left him.

He feared he would have already been routed.

At this time, after seeing Zhao Qing and the others on the grassland.

How could he endure it in his heart.

He immediately roared.

"Kill for me, slaughter them all!"

After the voice fell.

Countless iron hooves stepped out.

Their eyes were filled with coldness.

This battle was destined to shed blood.

However, Cao Xing was not afraid.

Although these people's strength was very strong, he was even more powerful.

The ones he summoned this time were all top-tier fierce generals.

This time, he could finally hold his head high.

And at this time, Zhao Xing and the others did not know what kind of opponent they were facing.

They only felt their hearts were about to jump out of their throats.

"Kill!"

A hoarse voice came from his mouth.

This time, he had come with the determination to win.

But who would have thought, before they had truly clashed.

They had already suffered heavy losses.

Within a short time, more than half of the army was lost.

He wanted to retreat.

However, it was too late.

A dense rain of arrows fell again.

They couldn't even escape.

Finally, only less than fifty thousand remained.

Zhao Xing's expression was incomparably ugly at this time.

And those subordinates stared at Cao Xing on the city wall with eyes full of resentment.

"Damn it, how dare you hurt us like this; I want you to pay the price!"

An adjutant under Zhao Xing shouted.

Then, he smashed the table beside him with a palm.

And Zhao Xing stood on the spot.

His eyes were incomparably solemn.

He was thinking of countermeasures.

If this continued, he would surely die.

However, if he left.

It would be too shameful.

Just at this moment, Liu Zheng's voice rang out abruptly in his ears.

"I will not let you die, do not worry!"

After the voice fell, a look of joy appeared on Zhao Xing's face.

No matter what kind of predicament it was.

As long as Liu Zheng was there, he was safe.

And at this time, Cao Xing was somewhat impatient.

The Great Han's army charged toward the front.

Their speed was extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, they appeared beside everyone.

Raising their weapons, they prepared to attack.

Just at the moment the two sides made contact.

Zhao Xing began to command his subordinates to meet the battle.

And Cao Xing was surrounded in the center.

Unable to escape.

Just after he got close, the sound of a sharp sword entering a body rang out.

A figure flew backward.

It was actually stabbed to death by Zhao Xing with a sword.

Then, the other party's target locked onto Zhao Qing.

Clearly wanting to slaughter him on the spot.

However, just at this moment.

A deafening spear energy struck.

Then, it knocked Zhao Xing back.

"Hmph, you are courting death!"

A fierce light appeared in Zhao Xing's eyes.

At this time, he was completely enraged.

His figure flew out, wanting to fight Liu Zheng to the death.

And after seeing such a scene, a look of ferocity appeared in the latter's eyes.

He slashed out with the Tiger Soul Blade in his hand.

A giant python appeared in the sky, radiating a terrifying aura.

"Bang!"

The next moment, the two collided.

Zhao Xing's figure retreated.

He looked at Liu Zheng in disbelief.

He was the leader of the Yellow Turban Army, yet he was not a match for the other party in one move.

How could he be reconciled to this.

Then, he leaped to kill Liu Zheng again.

But he was intercepted by the other party.

"Scram!"

Liu Zheng roared.

Zhao Xing's body flew backward.

Blood spilled onto the ground.

At this time, Zhao Xing was incomparably disheveled.

And just when he wanted to crawl up.