The Conquest of the Three Kingdoms

The Azure Dragon Saber spread out like an iron curtain, and Ling Lie's blade was invincible. Amidst bursts of miserable howls, warm blood splattered all over the sky, stumps and broken weapons flew in all directions.

"Is this Guan Yu's strength? It's really scary..."

Faced with the massacre of his subordinates, how could Huang Zhong not be shocked. For a moment, he even had the idea of ​​abandoning the army and fleeing because it was important to save his life.

But only for a moment, then discard that stupid idea.

When the two armies are fighting, the formation and morale are very important. If he, the chief general, makes a move, the fighting spirit of the entire army will collapse in an instant.

At that time, Liu Jun Tuqi on the opposite side would definitely seize the opportunity, wave his troops to cover up and kill, and crush his ten thousand Chu troops like a dead man.

But Guan Yu relied on his fast horse and fast horse, how could he escape his pursuit, and in the end it was not inevitable that he would be awarded the first knife.

Furthermore, even if he managed to escape back to Hebei, if Yuan Shao knew that he had abandoned the army and fled without a fight, it would not be impossible for him to behead him in a fit of rage.

Never flinch!

Huang Zhong was as determined as iron, holding the handle of the knife tightly in his hand, and in the eyes under the sword eyebrows, calm courage was gathered again.

Directly in front, Guan Yu rode a fast horse on his hips, like a flash of red lightning, tore through the Chu army blocking his advance in an understatement, and in the blink of an eye, he had already killed Huang Zhong's command.

Danfeng's eyes suddenly shot up, piercing like sharp knives.

Huang Zhong suddenly felt that his whole body was surrounded by a madly flowing murderous aura, and suddenly he felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if the air around him was drained in an instant, making him almost suffocate.

When his heart was shaken, the Azure Dragon Saber in Guan Yu's hand had turned into a fan-shaped face, without arousing the slightest air current, it cut towards Huang Zhong's neck silently.

There is no avoidance, only war!

Huang Zhong took a deep breath, lifted the steel saber, and used all the energy in his body to block it.

"Clang~~"

In the air, there was a deafening roar.

Guan Yu's knife seemed ordinary, but like an undercurrent under the deep sea, it contained invincible mad power.

When the two knives hit each other, Huang Zhong felt his arms go numb, and the power of a lightning strike poured into his body from both arms, lashing his internal organs like a whip soaked in water.

For a moment, Huang Zhong felt his chest was suffocated and he could hardly breathe.

"It's such a strong blow, and it took so much effort to resist it with all my strength. It really deserves to be the Martial Saint Guan Yu."

When shocked, Huang Zhong took another breath, forcibly suppressed the surging blood energy, reined in his horse and turned around, waiting for Guan Yu to turn around and strike again.

Guan Yu, who passed by on the wrong horse, turned around, and there was a strange look on his calm and majestic face.

He seemed to be shocked that Huang Zhong, who he regarded as the leader of the bid, was able to block the full blow of his fast horse.

Seeing Guan Yu's surprised expression, Huang Zhong felt a kind of sadistic pleasure in his heart, and his confidence suddenly soared.

He reined in his horse, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a sneer: "The legendary bearded man is nothing more than that. He wants to kill me Huang Zhong with one move. Hehe, Guan Yu, you are thinking too much."

Guan Yu was enraged, his maroon face was twitching faintly, the palm of his hand gripping the Qinglong Dao was crackling.

Suddenly, the figure swayed, and the giant tower-like body and the red rabbit under the crotch, like a stream of red fire, rushed in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Accompanied by a roar like thunder, the Azure Dragon Saber in Guan Yu's hand cut through the barrier of air, and slammed into Huang Zhong's chest with the force of the raging waves.

Huang Zhong's sentence "You think too much" obviously angered Guan Yu, and this powerful knife has spared no energy.

After receiving the knife from just now, Huang Zhong's confidence increased several times, and he knew that Guan Yu was also a body of flesh and blood, and his martial arts were not impossible to compete with him.

Fighting spirit soared, Huang Zhonggang swung his saber diagonally, and received the saber with all his strength.

There was another sound of gold and iron crossing Huang Ming, the rumbling loud noise made Huang Zhong's eardrums faintly tingle, and the huge force from the knife hit his blood that had been suppressed just now, and it stirred up and rolled again.

The force of this knife was three points stronger than that of just now, Huang Zhong vaguely felt that his internal organs had been slightly injured by the shock.

So what, I'm still taking it!

Taking a breath, Huang Zhong pushed his half-bent arms vigorously, and swung the Azure Dragon Saber away from Guan Yu's hand.

Guan Yu's face was full of surprises, as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world.

In a blink of an eye, that surprise turned into billowing fury. Huang Zhong's tenacity was a blatant humiliation of his bearded man's strength. That kind of humiliation hurt Guan Yu's self-esteem, and made his eyes open with anger and embarrassment. The water rushes out.

He let out a roar like a thunderstorm, and the blade came out again, wrapped in a murderous aura, and slashed towards Huang Zhong like a mountain pressing down on the top.

Huang Zhong frowned, he knew that this was Guan Yu's strongest blow.

Guan Yu's third knife came roaring with overwhelming force.

This knife under the fury has already exhausted [-]% of its strength.

Huang Zhong didn't choose to defend passively. With a loud shout, he exhausted all his life's strength and raised the big knife in his hand to meet the attack.

Two fan-shaped cold lights collided instantly.

"Clang..."

Sparks splashed in all directions, and the two swords struck each other.

The force of a thousand catties came straight, Huang Zhong's tiger's mouth burst open, blood soaked the knife and gun, and the huge force poured into the body from the arm stirred his internal organs again.

The power of the third knife was beyond Huang Zhong's imagination, but Huang Zhong managed to catch it.

The counter-shock force knocked Guan Yu out of shape, and his tower-like body shook slightly.

After one cut, Guan Yu's furious face revealed an unbelievable expression.

The guy in front of him took his three sabers abruptly and remained motionless, not even squirting a mouthful of blood.

Guan Yu felt that he was humiliated again. He was almost like an irrational beast. His ape arm as thick as an iron pillar swung out again, followed by the fourth and fifth swords, attacking Huang Zhong frantically.

Huang Zhong didn't have time to think, almost instinctively, brandishing the big knife in his hand, he struggled to meet Guan Yu's storm-like attack.

In the first few moves, Huang Zhong was still deeply worried, fearing that he would not be able to hold on for long if Guan Yu's heavy saber continued to attack him.

Just following the seven or eight moves, Huang Zhong was surprised to notice that the pressure from Guan Yu's Qinglong Saber was weakening.

It seems that after the three strikes, Guan Yu's power is at the end of his strength and is unknowingly declining.

After twenty strokes in a blink of an eye, Huang Zhong could no longer feel any sense of oppression. Although his jaw was split open and his internal organs were slightly injured, he was able to calmly deal with Guan Yu's attack.

Even, he was able to take three or five moves in between, and switched from defense to offense.

Huang Zhong suddenly realized that the strength of Guan Yu's martial arts lies in his invincible first three swords.

Although the strength of the first three sabers was extremely fierce, they also consumed a lot of physical strength. Guan Yu was not a god, and his flesh and blood body could not support him to consume such desperate strength all the time.

Therefore, Guan Yu, after the three sabers, the power of the saber is constantly decreasing, and what he relies on is only the subtlety of the saber technique.

Seeing through Guan Yu's fate, Huang Zhong's fighting spirit soared like a tide, and he counterattacked with continuous strength with the steel knife in his hand.

Although the fight between the two of them was thrilling, the process was extremely short. After the initial commotion, the soldiers of the surrounding Chu Army quickly surrounded Huang Zhong from all directions.

The opportunity has been lost, if the fight continues, Guan Yu will surely die among the chaos.

Guan Yu, who became angry from embarrassment, still had a sliver of reason.

He saw that the surrounding enemy cavalry were getting more and more encircled, and Huang Zhong in front of him couldn't fight for a long time, so he knew that he couldn't drag it any longer, so he made a few quick moves, opened an opening, reined in his horse and jumped out of the battle group to look forward to retreating.

Relying on the sharp edge of the blade and the swiftness of the horse, Guan Yu broke through the encircling soldiers a few times, and galloped towards the main formation dragging the long sword.

Seeing that the enemy was about to be defeated, all the soldiers of the Chu army revived their restless morale, and their morale rose instantly.

As for Liu Jun on the opposite side, seeing Guan Yu, one of the main generals, retreating in defeat, his morale was naturally hit. Even Mi Fang, who had always been calm, showed surprise at this moment.

"With Yun Chang's martial arts and the speed of a fast horse, he couldn't take down Huang Zhong. This Hebei hero really deserves his reputation."

Mi Fang, who witnessed that fierce fight with her own eyes, was deeply shocked by Huang Zhong's high martial arts skills.

In the Chu army, Huang Zhong, who repelled Guan Yu, enjoyed the excited applause from the surrounding soldiers, and a trace of pride could not help but flash across his handsome brows.

Huang Zhong knew very well in his heart that Guan Yu's strength should not be underestimated. The current defeat was not because his martial arts were better than the opponent's, but because Guan Yu was deeply surrounded and dared not love to fight.

If it is a pure solo fight, it is not yet known who will have the last laugh.

But these are not important anymore. The important thing is that Guan Yu's defeat back to the front line made Liu Jun's soldiers frustrated. This is a good opportunity given to him by God.

Huang Zhong did not pursue Guan Yu, but jumped in front of the horse formation, pointed his long knife at the enemy, and shouted sharply: "Beat the drum, the whole army will attack!"

The flag was shaken, and the rumble of war drums soared into the sky.

With the loudest blast, the sky-shattering shouts of killing suddenly rose, and four thousand cavalry of the Chu army rushed out.

In an instant, the huge wedge-shaped formation formed by rolling iron cavalry, like a torrent bursting down from a dike, carrying the supreme power of destroying everything, rushed towards the Liu Jun cavalry formation in the due west direction like a landslide.

The hundreds of cavalry rushing to the front are the most elite broken barracks under Huang Zhong's command. Five hundred heavily armed heavy cavalry lowered the spears pointing at the sky, and countless cold blades combined into a huge arrow that moved the world. The air, like the fangs of death, pounces on the enemy.

Mi Fang and Liu Jun's cavalry under his command all changed color when they saw this terrifying formation.

Liu Jun, who came running wildly, thought that he could catch Huang Zhongjun by surprise, but unexpectedly, his opponent was well prepared and his morale was frustrated.

Immediately after Guan Yu's defeat, morale suffered another setback.

Now facing the strong morale and the tiger-like Hebei heavy cavalry, the morale has been frustrated three times.

Under heavy blows, Liu Jun's fighting spirit was on the verge of being crushed.

The knights in the front row looked at each other in horror, the bold ones were still looking around, and the worried ones were already running away.

Surprised, Mi Fang looked at the disorganized army and the oncoming enemy, knowing that she couldn't resist, so she ordered the whole army to retreat westward and join the main force of the infantry led by Liu Bei.

With the order to retreat, Liu Jun, who was originally dispirited in the army, suddenly dispersed like a pierced hornet's nest, and galloped towards the west.

Huang Zhong took the lead, brandishing a broadsword, and leading his iron cavalry, like a beast out of a cage, plunged headlong into the retreating enemy group.

The weapons in his hands mercilessly slashed at these fleeing Liu Jun, and the iron cavalry ran over the fallen enemies, trampling them to pieces.

The sound of howling and crying spread all over the country, Huang Zhong killed all directions, and chased for more than [-] li before withdrawing his troops.

Looking back at the battlefield, Huang Zhong could see clearly that from Baima City to this point, blood and corpses were everywhere, and the blood soaked every inch of ground under his feet, forming a large, disgusting dark red swamp.

The bloody land stretched along the east-bound avenue, and spread out to the north and south. Countless mutilated limbs and shattered heads were scattered on it, like embroidery dotted on a big red carpet.

The morale of the victorious Chu army was high, waving bloody weapons, laughing and shouting on the battlefield.