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At the fifth o'clock in the morning, some light appeared in the sky, and a faint mist covered the earth. The breeze blew, bringing a hint of coolness.

What is not very harmonious is that in the wind and in the fog, there is a strong and unresolvable smell of blood. The tranquility that dawn should have is also broken by the fierce shouts of killing.

The confrontation between the two cavalrymen of Liu and Cao troops has become a real close-killing battle and a real hand-to-hand combat.

Here the gun pierces into your abdomen, and the knife will cut off the enemy's head; you will get several arrows but you will not fall, and you will still be fighting for the first place if you are missing limbs; the sound of the steel knife entering the flesh and the sound of blood spraying is endless.

The sound of shouting, the sound of weapons colliding, and the sound of trumpets resounded throughout the sky. Both soldiers and officers were trying their best to survive.

"Dangdangdang..." Zhang Yi was covered in blood, holding a Wind Cavalry sabre in his hand and slashed around Cao Zhen with a sharp impact sound as dense as rain.

During the fierce battle, Zhang Yi's spear was broken, and the sabre in his hand was picked from the corpse of the fallen wind cavalry.

With a hideous face and roaring, he suddenly looked like a wolve who was chosen to eat on the grassland.

Cao Zhen tried hard to block Zhang Yi's continuous slashing, and was already frightened by this almost crazy opponent. In terms of skills, Cao Zhen was stronger than Zhang Yi, but one thing was that Cao Zhen could not compare with Zhang Yi anyway.

Crazy! The madness that can fight to the end in order to win - if the weapon is broken, you can pick it up again; if the horse falls down, you can hike; if the body is injured, you can let the blood flow out.

This fearless spirit of death made Cao Zhen unable to deal with Zhang Yi. In addition, the Xianbei wolf Feng, who defected to the enemy, also helped the battle, Cao Zhen's situation was becoming more and more passive.

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"Boom~!" In the deafening loud bang, dust flew up all over the sky.

In the smoke and dust, two war horses, one black and one white, separated quickly, and each retreated 7 or 8 steps before barely stopping.

The black battle horse sitting down raised his head and hissed at Tianchang. Xu Chu's eyes were filled with wild fighting spirit. He held the knife in one hand and pointed it straight at Zhao Yun, shouting loudly: "Come again!"

Zhao Yun looked at the fierce enemy opposite with his sharp eagle eyes coldly, without answering a word, gently tapped the horse's belly with both feet. The little white dragon foal set his hooves like the wind. It was like an illusory white shadow passing across the battlefield.

With a sudden shout, Xu Chu rode his horse and came up quickly.

A distance of more than ten steps was only a moment of effort at the feet of two war horses.

The huge Shanjun sword shot out red and red waves of air, with the sound of landslides like cracks, and slashed from the upper left to the lower right toward Zhao Yun's shoulder.

A glimmer of light flashed in Zhao Yun's eyes, and the silver spear of Fengxue stabbed out. The spear was like wind. The spear was like lightning. In just a moment, the shadows of the spears flying all over the sky formed a dense network.

"Dang Dang Dang..." The rapid sound of swords and guns hitting continuously.

Xu Chu's fierce sword that was pissed through the rivers and mountains was once again helplessly resolved under dozens of "indirect attacks" by the wind and snow guns.

Shanjun's sword is powerful and powerful. The wind and snow gun is flexible and exquisite. The two divine weapons are as distinctive as their landlords, and they are incompatible with water and fire.

This attack just now was the 150th round of fierce fighting between Zhao and Xu.

Since Cao Cao had already evacuated under Cao Xiu's escort, Xu Chu had no worries and did his best to fight Zhao Yun.

From the moment he saw Zhao Yun galloping in the forefront of the pursuers, Xu Chu locked in his opponent without hesitation.

Three years ago, the half-shot defeat on the Han River was unforgettable for a long time. The hard work of the day and night was to make it snow the shame of the year.

After being entangled by Xu Chu, Zhao Yun also clearly realized that the opportunity to pursue Cao Cao had been completely lost. In addition, his cousin was injured and hatred, so he simply left his other thoughts and let go of the powerful enemy in front of him to fight to the death.

Xu Chu's beard and eyebrows were covered with ice, but Zhao Yun's body was as hot as it had been roasted by fire.

This is a decisive battle between ice and fire.

After missing the relationship, the two divine horses each took more than ten steps and turned to face each other again.

Adjusting his breathing, a hint of enthusiasm flashed in Zhao Yun's cold eyes. As Zhao Yun had expected before, Xu Chu's martial arts were indeed much more refined than in the war three years ago. For this point.

Zhao Yun admires more than is surprised.

You know. When the martial arts skills reach Zhao Yun and Xu Chu, I want to make a little more progress. The difficulty is like reaching the sky. I don’t know how much sweat Xu Chu has shed in normal times when he can make such progress.

"Fight!" Xu Chu laughed wildly, then shouted suddenly, Shan Jun's sword danced, and the huge blade body thundered in the air with a huge thunderous momentum. At the same time, the war horses quickly started, and the people, horses and swords were integrated into one.

The murderous aura like a huge wave quickly condensed, sweeping towards Zhao Yun like a tide.

"Good come!" The coldness on Zhao Yun's face transformed like the spring breeze, replaced by a crazy fighting spirit. After a long shout, no action was seen. The little white dragon horse suddenly jumped, like a huge snowball thrown out, dragging it across the earth like white lightning.

The silver spear of Fengxue, which was flashing cold, suddenly turned into a silver line, and silently pierced Xu Chudi's throat.

The moment he came into contact with the powerful sword aura of Shanjun Dao, the extremely compressed fighting spirit around the wind and snow gun suddenly burst out. The powerful airflow in red and white colours collided with the most violent momentum.

A huge vibration spread from the ground, and the overflowing fierce airflow shot everywhere like an arrow.

In order to avoid being implicated by Zhao Yun and Xu Chu's fight, the cavalry of both armies tried to stay away from the two. But even so, the aftermath of this fierce bombardment still affected other people.

Feeling the strong vibration from the ground, more than ten cavalrymen of Liu and Cao suddenly lost their horses and threw down their master without warning.

The fierce airflow that overflowed was unceremoniously scratching blood marks on the body of the war horse and the knight.

Amid countless horrified eyes, he rode his horse backed 20 times, and thirty steps toward him, Zhao Yun and Xu Chu stood at each other, without any expression on his face.

Suddenly, Cao Zhenli's cry came from a distance.

A strange look flashed in Xu Chu's eyes, and then a wave of war horses rushed towards the direction of the sound.

Without any hesitation, Zhao Yun rode his horse and chased in the same direction.

Under the attack of Zhang Yi and Lang Feng, Cao Zhen was already in a difficult position, and the cavalry of his personal guards were also entangled by the wind cavalry and were unable to come to support him.

After the big sword was held by the wolf's edge, Cao Zhen suddenly leaked a huge empty sect. Zhang Yi immediately seized the opportunity and swung the knife from top to bottom without hesitation, slashing it hard like Mount Tai.

Seeing that he could not dodge and could not block the rack, Cao Zhen couldn't help but close his eyes slightly in despair.

When Qianjun fired one shot, a giant sword flew over and accurately hit Zhang Yi's sword.

If you were struck by lightning, Zhang Yi felt the darkness in front of him, and the tumbling blood quickly rushed to his throat. The saber came out of his hand, and he didn't know where he flew to.

Knowing that something was wrong, Lang Feng immediately gave up the attack on Cao Zhen and protected Zhang Yi and retreated.

Xu Chu rushed over. He lifted the Shanjun knife that was inserted down on the ground, and then slapped Cao Zhen: "General Cao, Cheng has returned to Wancheng accordingly, we can retreat!"

"Ah..." After the disaster, Cao Zhen was slightly stunned. He came back to his senses and nodded anxiously and shouted, "Retreat, withdraw... and send an order. Retreat to Wancheng!"

The rapid sound of trumpets sounded, and the cavalry of Cao's army broke out of the battle and rushed to the north.

"German side, what's wrong?" Zhao Yun rushed to Zhang Yi's side and asked with concern.

"..." After barely pressing down on the qi and blood, Zhang Yi replied with a pale face, "It's okay...ah!"

Zhang Yi suddenly ignored his injuries and said in surprise: "Commander. Are you injured???"

"Xu Chu is a good opponent..." Raising his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Zhao Yun raised his eyes to look north, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was answering Zhang Yi, "Send the order, stop chasing, prepare to return to the army to meet for two and three songs!"

"Commander, why don't you... not chase after me?" Zhang Yi asked with a grudge.

"Cao Cao has escaped. It doesn't make any sense to pursue him anymore. And the soldiers are tired. If you continue to fight, you will be willing to kill a thousand enemies.

It's not worth it to lose yourself!" Zhao Yun looked north again, then turned around without hesitation.

Amid the sound of the trumpet, the wind cavalry plucked their horses one after another, and after a moment, they whistled south.

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"Thank you for General Zhongkang's rescue, otherwise I..." While galloping, Cao Zhen thanked Xu Chu beside him.

Xu Chu just raised his hand but didn't say anything, and his expression on his face was a bit strange.

"General Zhongkang, what's wrong with you?" Cao Zhen then realized something was wrong and asked anxiously.

Xu Chu's expression changed a few times, and finally he could not help but vomited a mouthful of blood.

After vomiting blood, Xu Chu felt much less stuffy in his chest, and the blue veins on his forehead suddenly appeared clearly, and he said in a silence: "Zhao Yun, I will definitely decide the winner next time..."

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On the east city tower in Wancheng, Cao Cao looked down at the city with a wall.

Under the city, the Jingzhou army is conducting dispatch and preparation.

Since more than 4,000 cavalry led by Cao Cao retreated into Wancheng, the Jingzhou army, which had originally surrounded three or one siege, suddenly shrank its military strength, lifted the encirclement of the south and north sides, and concentrated all its troops in the east.

"What a literary recruit!" Cao Cao looked like a torch and sighed, "I know the momentum and cut off my power, and I am a good general!"

"Retracting military strength on one hand can not only concentrate troops to make breakthroughs, but also reduce the possibility of being raided by our army. More importantly, it is easier to retreat!" Jia Xu said softly, "This trick is indeed clever.

If you can be sent by Zhang Fei to stand alone, this Wenpin is naturally not a mediocre person.”

"Wenhe, have the scouts who contacted Zi Lian (Cao Hong) sent out?"

"Send it!" Jia Xu nodded and replied, "A total of five scouts were sent to search for General Cao Hong on different paths, and there should be no accident!"

"This time, Zhang Fei actually plotted against me, which made me very unwilling to accept..." Cao Cao looked a little relieved and then sighed.

"The Prime Minister does not need to be upset. Victory and defeat are common in military affairs, and this time it is only a minor setback. As long as Wancheng is not lost, Cao Hong and Lejin are not at hindrance, the situation of the war will not deteriorate to a certain extent.

As long as the southwest incident begins, Zhang Fei will be asked to retreat to Jingzhou to protect himself. "Jia Xu comforted Cao Cao cautiously, "If you can retreat this time, the attacks of Jing and Yang states will be restored to the half-year rest period, you will not be afraid of Liu Bei's threat!"

"Yeah..." Cao Cao nodded, and was about to say something, but he saw Cao Xiu coming quickly.

"Prime Minister, Zidan and General Zhongkang are back!"

"Are both of them safe and sound?" Cao Cao asked with concern.

"Although there are minor injuries, there is no major injury!"

"Fortunately..." Cao Cao breathed out and immediately ordered Cao Xiu, "Wen Lie, send more people to explore Wen Qian (Le Jin)'s situation!"

"promise!"

At this time, the soldiers on the city suddenly shouted:
Chapter completed!