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Chapter 335: Killing Ling Cao and his son, a bloody man

The cavalry of both sides collided like a tide, and the soldiers of both sides who led the charge were even more like two tides colliding with each other, with blood flowing and flesh flying everywhere. After one collision, Zhang Fei's subordinates lost less than a thousand people, but the enemy lost nearly five thousand cavalry in the first collision because of Zhang Fei's roar and the opponent's ghostly speed.

Originally 15,000 to 7,000, now it became 10,000 to 6,000. The disparity in troop strength, which was more than twice, was suddenly reduced to nearly half.

After the cavalry of both sides separated, they turned their horses around and confronted each other again.

Zhang Fei did not hesitate at all. He raised his Zhangba Snake Spear and started the second charge. He was still alone and rushed in the front.

Ling Cao looked a little hesitant at the moment. Behind him was Ling Tong, who was seriously injured and vomiting blood. His hand holding the spear was also shaking at the moment. Just now, when the cavalry collided, he and Zhang Fei exchanged a spear. Who would have thought that this spear would directly crack his knuckles and hit his chest through the weapon. If it weren't for the heartguard on his chest armor, his situation would not be much better than Ling Tong's.

Bright red blood flowed from the tiger's mouth and dripped along the spear to the ground. The sticky blood made Ling Cao barely able to hold the spear tightly in his hand.

"rush!"

The Jiangdong cavalry also launched a second charge.

This time, Zhang Fei's target was very clear, it was Ling Tong who was behind Ling Cao. At this moment, Ling Tong no longer had any arrogance. He lay on his father and vomited blood continuously. His eyes were full of fear of Zhang Fei. He regretted a little why he had provoked this god of death.

He saw it clearly on Ling Cao's back. In the last battle, he alone killed more than a thousand cavalrymen. He seemed to have no energy and kept waving his weapon. The same Zhangba Snake Spear as his kept flying on the battlefield, harvesting heads. If he were given another chance, he would definitely persuade his father not to come to Jiujiang County, but to support Yuzhang County.

Now he was lying on Ling Cao's shoulder, unable to speak. When he opened his mouth, a salty-sweet taste surged out of his throat, making him speechless. He wanted his father to go away quickly, but he couldn't.

The second collision was more intense than the first. The first time, Zhang Fei's roaring bear and tiger led the way and frightened a large number of cavalrymen who were in the front, which made it possible to achieve such a huge casualty ratio. At this moment, they collided again, and the sound of weapons colliding continued.

Zhang Fei held the Zhangba Snake Spear and moved forward as if he was in an empty space. He kept killing the enemy while advancing towards Ling Cao in the middle of the formation. In just a few breaths, Zhang Fei was only one step away from Ling Cao. Zhang Fei tightened the reins, and Wuyun Taxue communicated with Zhang Fei's mind. They jumped high, and Zhang Fei smashed Ling Cao's spear from top to bottom. The spear broke immediately and lasted for less than a second before shattering with a loud bang. Under the horrible impact, countless fragments produced a reaction force and all pierced into Ling Cao's body. Ling Cao didn't have time to scream in pain, and was hit in the abdomen by a huge force in the next moment.

At the critical moment, Ling Cao, who should have been killed by this blow, actually withstood the blow. However, Ling Tong behind him did not have such luck. At this moment, Ling Tong had been buried under the iron hooves.

Looking at the abnormal Ling Cao, Zhang Fei couldn't help but be a little stunned, but he understood in a flash that this person should have his own characteristics just like him.

Ling Cao, who was originally seriously injured, not only did not have a weak breath at this moment, but became even stronger, and a thin layer of red mist appeared on his body.

This is exactly what he is, dying.

When in the dying state, all attributes increase by 300% and last for two quarters. Ling Cao's other characteristic, frenzy, attack power +300%, speed +300%, defense power +300%. At this moment, all the bonuses are on him, and Ling Cao draws out the nine-ring beast-head sword behind him.

"You dare to kill my son? I want you to be neither alive nor dead!"

Looking at Ling Cao, Zhang Fei suddenly laughed out loud.

"Hahahaha, so he is your son. He insulted my brother, so it's too easy for him to die like this. Since you want to avenge your son, then show me your skills."

Zhang Fei drove his horse forward after he finished speaking. The One-Handed Eighteen Spears was only the second move at this moment. Ling Cao reined in his horse and also charged towards Zhang Fei, using his unique Jueying Sword Technique to strike out.

A terrifying gust of air swept over. At this moment, the two men had already left the main battlefield of the cavalry collision, and there were only two of them fighting here. Otherwise, the gust of air just now would have been enough to blow away the cavalry dozens of meters around them.

Ling Cao was knocked back several feet by Zhang Fei's spear, his face full of disbelief. He was already on the verge of death and had the bonus of frenzy, but he still lost in a fight of brute force. Zhang Fei stood still, feeling the slight numbness in his palm. He became more excited and roared.

"Come again!"

This roar, carrying the roaring skills of a bear or tiger, swept away. Zhang Fei followed closely behind. The expected scene of Ling Cao being terrified by the roar did not appear. Ling Cao swung his sword and chopped it hard on the tip of Zhang Fei's spear. It was like a needle against a wheat spike. With a crisp sound of "ding", Ling Cao was repelled again.

This time, it was Zhang Fei's turn to be a little unbelievable. This man actually persisted for two moves under his one-handed Eighteen Spears without being defeated. This made Zhang Fei, who had not met an opponent for a long time, interested.

"Take another hit from Grandpa!"

Zhang Fei jumped off his horse and chopped down with his spear again. Ling Cao's horse could not withstand Zhang Fei's huge force and fell to the ground with all four legs, unable to stand up again. So Zhang Fei stopped riding his horse and wanted to have a fair fight with Ling Cao.

Ling Cao concentrated all his attention, swung the sword with both hands, and chopped upwards. There was another crisp clang sound, and this time Ling Cao's sword was knocked out of his hand.

"it is good!"

Zhang Fei shouted loudly, feeling delighted, thinking that he had met a general with whom he could fight for a few moves. If Ling Cao knew what Zhang Fei was thinking, he would probably be so pissed off that he would die. There would be no need to fight. You're in your prime, and yet you're just excited?
Ling Cao rolled over and barely avoided Zhang Fei's attack. At the same time, he grabbed the sword that had slipped out of his hand, tore off a few strips of cloth from the clothes under the tattered armor, wrapped the sword tightly around his right hand, and then held his right hand with his left hand, and slashed out with the strongest blow of the Jueying Sword.

Zhang Fei felt the vigorous momentum coming towards him, laughed loudly, and used the fifth form of Eighteen Spears with one hand to strike Ling Cao again.

This time there was no "ding" sound from before, but instead there was the sound of a weapon cutting through flesh and blood. A horrible wound ran diagonally downward from Ling Cao's shoulder, splitting Ling Cao into two.

After cutting off the head, Zhang Fei mounted his horse and rushed towards the cavalry battlefield not far away. Now that the enemy commander was dead, the remaining struggling cavalry were nothing more than lambs to be slaughtered.

The cavalry has now started the fourth collision. The strength of both sides has been reduced from 10,000 to 6,000 in the second collision to 3,000 to 4,000. At this moment, the spears in the hands of most cavalry have been replaced once, and their hands holding the spears are shaking slightly.

After the fourth collision, the Jiangdong cavalry was reduced from more than 15,000 at the beginning to less than 1,000. The Eighteen Riders of Yanyun and the elite cavalry led by Zhang Fei also suffered heavy losses, from 7,000 at the beginning to less than 4,000 now.

"The commander is dead! Those who surrender will not be killed!" Zhang Fei threw a head that was still dripping with blood high up, and slammed it to the ground while riding on the dark cloud and stepping on the snow. The Zhangba Snake Spear in his hand was covered with layers of blood because he had killed too many people. Zhang Fei shook the spear lightly, and the coagulated blood clots fell off, which was even more harsh on the silent battlefield at this moment.

"rush!"

At this moment, the enemy's battalion commander once again gave the order to charge. Zhang Fei snorted coldly and also started to charge forward to clear the way for his comrades behind him...

"Third Master is awesome! Three thousand cavalrymen replaced the enemy's fifteen thousand cavalrymen. Awesome!"

"Hey, didn't you feel something was wrong? Zhang Liao's 1,000 cavalrymen were able to charge Zhou Yu's 50,000 troops. Although he suffered heavy casualties in the end, he killed nearly 10,000 people. The second time, Zhang Liao led a few hundred cavalrymen to fight Zhou Yu's 10,000 troops, and also killed Zhou Yu so badly that he fled in panic. But the 18 cavalrymen of Yanyun and 5,000 elite cavalrymen that Third Master led this time are definitely stronger than Zhang Liao's, right? Why does it feel like they are not as good as Zhang Liao in killing people?"

"I think so too. Could it be that Zhang Liao has some kind of buff that allows him to defeat a larger force with a smaller one?"

"That's not the case. Cavalry fighting cavalry and cavalry fighting infantry are two completely different concepts. One is a one-sided massacre, and the other is cavalry killing each other. To have such a record, they are very strong. They should be evenly matched."

"No, no, Zhang Liao led some ordinary cavalry. This time, the Third Master led the 18 Riders of Yanyun, not to mention the 5,000 cavalry. They are the elite among the elite. They shouldn't have had such a hard time fighting."

"Wait a minute? Since when did we all start to think that it's normal for Liu Caoxie's subordinates to fight against a larger force with a smaller one? We're even discussing the casualty ratio of a smaller force defeating a larger one?"

"Yeah, when did it start? I always feel that if Liu Caoxie's subordinates fight against other people's subordinates, it's bullying."

"I guess there must be some buff bonuses in this game. At the very least, there are levels. Liu Caoxie fought all the way from the Yellow Turban Army to the present, and the levels of his soldiers are all very high, so he was able to win with fewer troops."

"What you said doesn't make sense. Aren't those who joined Liu Caoxie's army later just as powerful? Didn't they level up?"

"Then, does that mean the rank of the soldiers follows the lord? Liu Caoxie also has a rank?"

"Even if it is, what does the fighting power of Zhang Liao's subordinates have to do with Zhang Fei's subordinates? They are all under the command of Liu Caoxie."

In the live broadcast room, many netizens started discussing the issue one after another. It was not the first time that someone raised this question. There were even anchors who specialized in this kind of analysis, counting the characteristics of each general, and gained millions of fans in a short time.

However, these are just speculations at the moment and there is no evidence to prove them.

While netizens were discussing the issue heatedly, Zhang Fei had already cleared the battlefield with the remaining soldiers. Of the 15,000 cavalrymen, only a few dozen escaped, and the rest were all left here.

Zhang Fei looked at the broken limbs, body parts and minced meat all over the ground, and slowly took out a brocade bag from his arms. This was given to him by Zhuge Liang in front of Gu Rubing before he left, saying that he should open this brocade bag after entering Yangzhou and ending the first large-scale war.

Zhang Fei opened the brocade bag, inside was a note. After reading the contents on the note, Zhang Fei showed excitement and led his troops to rush towards Jiujiang County.

In Guangling City, the ground was littered with corpses, and countless bodies were lined up on the streets. Outside the prefectural mansion, countless soldiers surrounded the place. Inside the encirclement was a brave general holding a broadsword, fighting in the crowd. In addition to him, there were hundreds of young and strong men holding horse-killing swords, also fighting in a bloody battle.

They blocked the enemy troops outside the governor's mansion and did not let them get close.

At this moment, there were five second-rate generals and a dozen third-rate generals who were besieging and killing Zhang Liao. They knew very well that it would make no difference whether ordinary soldiers had Zhang Liao or not. Only third-rate generals and above were qualified to participate in this siege.

Zhang Liao had been fighting for several hours, and only about 200 of the 800 elite soldiers around him were left. Even these 200 were about to lose their combat effectiveness.

It's not that they are not strong enough, but that there are too many enemies, so many that it seems endless and they can't be killed at all. They are using human lives to build the city of Guangling.

Zhang Liao was also injured. Huang Gai attacked him with two iron whips. When he was killing two second-rate generals, Huang Gai hit him on the back with one of the iron whips. Fortunately, Zhang Liao was protected by armor, so he was not seriously injured. However, the iron whip still broke through the armor on his back, and the iron whip hit his back hard, leaving a bloody mess.

Huang Gai then joined the ranks of those besieging Zhang Liao. As Zhang Liao kept killing, they kept replenishing their soldiers. In the end, after all the second-rate and third-rate generals had been killed by Zhang Liao, Zhou Yu joined the battle, holding the sword of the General Who Sweeps Bandits.

In his prime, Zhang Liao was not afraid of either of them. Even if the two of them attacked together, Zhang Liao could still fight. However, now that Zhang Liao was seriously injured, it was difficult for him to defeat even one person.

Dozens of miles away from Guangling City, Zhang He led a group of cavalry, broke away from the main force, and rushed towards Guangling City quickly. They had fallen behind the main force for more than a day, and their goal was to get there before Guangling City was broken and help Zhang Liao win the defensive battle.

Looking at the billowing smoke in the distance, Zhang He had a bad thought in his mind.

"Full speed ahead!"

Zhang He only regretted that his horse was not fast enough...

In Guangling City, Zhang Liao finally couldn't hold on any longer and had to use both hands to support his sword to barely stand. Now he was the only one fighting alone in the entire Guangling City. Just now, the last young and strong man had his head smashed by Huang Gai's iron whip.

Zhang Liao's eyes were already blurred by blood. He opened them with difficulty and looked at the people surrounding him. A bloody man stood among the enemies.

Zhang Liao couldn't help but think of the letter that Gu Rubing had sent to him urgently over a distance of eight hundred miles. The content of the letter was very simple, consisting of only a few sentences.

"Wenyuan, if you are defeated, your life is more important. You are more important to me than a thousand Guanglings."

It was these few short sentences that made Zhang Liao decide to gather the people into the prefectural government and defend Guangling City at all costs!
(End of this chapter)