Three Kingdoms: My Strategy Simulator.

In the darkness, Zhang Fei vaguely confirmed Cao Cao's figure by the firelight. His eyes widened, and the Zhangba Snake Spear in his hand swept through, forcefully clearing a path straight towards Cao Cao.

Cao Cao was the key.

Zhang Fei didn't dare to delay even a moment, fearing that Cao Cao would ride his warhorse into the night and disappear without a trace.

Especially when Zhang Fei saw from afar that the person beside Cao Cao seemed to be saying something urgently, and then Cao Cao tugged on the reins, fleeing in a panic in the opposite direction from Zhang Fei.

“Cao thief, don't run! Zhang Yide of Yan is here!”

Zhang Fei roared in anger, waving the Zhangba Snake Spear even more frantically, constantly closing the distance with Cao Cao.

Although Cao Cao's C影 (Jueying) horse was also a steed no less impressive than Ta Xue Wu Zhui (踏雪乌骓), there were currently a large number of Cao army soldiers fleeing in all directions on the north bank.

As far as the routed soldiers were concerned, in such a chaotic and dim environment, they couldn't recognize who was who, let alone actively make way for Cao Cao, whose face was blackened by the smoke.

As a result, Zhang Fei's thunderous roars subconsciously made the Cao army's routed soldiers move away from Zhang Fei's direction, creating an invisible path for Zhang Fei to pursue Cao Cao.

This scene made Cao Cao's heart turn cold, wishing he could also draw his sword and kill the routed soldiers blocking his way.

However, Cao Cao's rationality also made it clear that he didn't have Liu Bei's innate talent. Even if he drew his sword and slashed while riding Jueying, it would be very inconvenient, and the efficiency of clearing the way would never be comparable to Zhang Fei's Zhangba Snake Spear.

Seeing that the distance between them was constantly closing, Cao Cao looked back and saw that the distance between them was probably only a hundred paces away.

In the light of the fire that was still spreading in the dense forest, Cao Cao could vaguely see Zhang Fei's copper bell-like eyes staring in his direction.

For a moment, even though Cao Cao had great strategies in his chest and great ambitions, he could only helplessly watch Zhang Fei approaching him little by little, lamenting.

“My life is over!”

At this moment, two mounted generals emerged from the direction of the dense forest, charging diagonally and shouting one after another.

“Lord, don't worry, Xiahou Jie is here!”

“Xiahou En is here, villain, don't be rampant!”

Seeing this, Cao Cao turned sorrow into joy.

Xiahou Jie and Xiahou En were both outstanding descendants of the Xiahou family. In order to show his closeness and trust with the Xiahou family, Cao Cao placed Xiahou Jie and Xiahou En by his side to cultivate them as his personal guards.

The fire in the dense forest had scattered all the personal guards who had been protecting Cao Cao.

Now, the timely arrival of Xiahou Jie and Xiahou En was like sending charcoal in the snow for Cao Cao.

Zhang Fei turned his head and looked at the two young generals who were charging out from the side and were about to block his path. One was holding a sword, and the other was holding a spear, which made him furious.

Zhang Fei's eyes turned to stare at Xiahou Jie. When they were ten steps away from each other, he suddenly roared.

“Die!”

This sound almost created a wave of sound centered on Zhang Fei.

Hearing it in the ears of Xiahou Jie, who was usually timid as a mouse and was only summoning up a surge of courage at this moment, it was like the sky was falling and the earth was cracking. His face turned pale in an instant, and blood gushed from his mouth.

The whole person was actually frightened out of his wits, and was scared to death on the spot by Zhang Fei's power.

Xiahou Jie's abnormality caused Xiahou En to be filled with grief and indignation. After turning his head and calling out "Brother," he gritted his teeth and roared at Zhang Fei.

“Villain, see the power of my Qinggang Sword!”

Qinggang Sword?

As soon as this name came out, Zhang Fei's expression changed.

Mi Fang and Zhang Fei were drinking buddies and often gathered for drinks.

Therefore, Zhang Fei knew very well from Mi Fang's mouth about Cao Cao's large-scale excavation of the sages' tombs in Qingzhou and the acquisition of many treasures.

Among them, the one that Mi Fang praised was the Qinggang and Yitian swords that Cao Cao had obtained from a large tomb in Qingzhou, which could cut iron like mud.

It was a pity that what made Mi Fang deeply helpless was that these two swords were not for sale. Otherwise, Mi Fang would have wanted to buy these swords and give them to Li Ji.

After all, Li Ji was in a high position, but Mi Fang found that Li Ji's usual sword skills and the sword he carried with him were only of good quality, far from matching Li Ji's status and reputation.

However, Cao Cao only displayed these swords that could cut iron like mud, but he had no intention of selling them to the enemy, which made Mi Fang couldn't help but scold more than three or five times when he returned to Yangzhou and drank with Zhang Fei.

At this thought, Zhang Fei, who originally wanted to stab Xiahou En to death with a spear from a distance, instead feinted a spear, inducing Xiahou En to subconsciously raise his sword to chop at the spear point.

However, Zhang Fei, who seemed reckless, actually never used large and open moves. With a twist of his wrist, the Zhangba Snake Spear slipped past Xiahou En from the side.

Immediately, before Xiahou En could react, the two horses crossed, and as their positions changed, the Zhangba Snake Spear swept across Xiahou En's back, instantly knocking Xiahou En unconscious, spitting out blood uncontrollably.

“Give it to me.”

At the same time that Xiahou En, who had suffered a heavy blow, lost his resistance, Zhang Fei reached out his hand and grabbed Xiahou En's wrist, taking the Qinggang Sword.

Just for a moment after getting it, Zhang Fei judged that this was definitely a rare sword, which could be given to Mr. Zikun for use.

Then, Zhang Fei, who seemed rough, twirled the Qinggang Sword in his hand, picked up the scabbard that was originally tied to Xiahou En's waist, and instantly opened a "mind's eye" on Xiahou En's chest.

When Xiahou En came back to his senses, not only was the Qinggang Sword lost, but even his intestines were scattered all over the ground along the opening made by Zhang Fei.

“Thief… thief general!”

Xiahou En cursed weakly, and then was knocked to the ground by the cavalry that followed Zhang Fei into the formation, and finally turned into a pool of minced meat.

Cao Cao, who originally hoped that Xiahou En and Xiahou Jie could block Zhang Fei for a while, felt his eyes go dark when he saw this scene.

Between life and death, Xiahou Jie and Xiahou En respectively chose to die a shameful death and a death that dropped equipment.

Zhang Fei's speed did not even produce a trace of obstruction because of this, and the distance between the two sides was still closing.

Seeing that Zhang Fei was gradually approaching Cao Cao at a distance of fifty steps, Cao Anmin, who was originally driving away the routed soldiers in front of Cao Cao to clear the way, gritted his teeth, took the initiative to slow down and retreated behind Cao Cao, saying.

“Uncle, go ahead, nephew will stop that thief general.”

“Anmin?”

Cao Cao called out subconsciously.

Even though Cao Anmin was a rare brave general in Cao's next generation, he was obviously not on the same level as Zhang Fei. Blocking him would inevitably be dangerous.

Cao Cao's relationship with his younger brothers in the family was not harmonious, except for his close relationship with Cao Anmin's father, and this younger brother died early, leaving only Cao Anmin, an only son.

Therefore, Cao Cao usually treated Cao Anmin as if he were his own son. Seeing Cao Anmin disregarding his life and death to stop Zhang Fei, this made Cao Cao feel sad, but he ultimately did not dissuade Cao Anmin.

(End of this chapter)