It was spring and summer, and the sun was pleasant. The city was on the city, the flags and figures were cut in the light, and the shoulders were scattered out of the enemy. It was impossible to see that the soldiers under the city were ready to fight.

On the opposite field, the cavalry lined up in a row overwhelmed everything they could see. The horse heads, which shook their heads and swung their manes, were spraying heavily. From time to time, there were knights shouting orders walking forward, and the spear heads hit each cavalry's weapons and made an inspiring roar.

Although the war has not started yet, the posture is fierce, with more than 10,000 cavalry eyeing it, and the spear and iron spear are clamped under the armpit, as if it has the magnificent power of pushing the city ahead. Gongsun Zhi rode Jueying slowly back to the front of the generals, rode his horse back, and looked at the soldiers and horses opposite Xuzhou and the old friend. Once the war begins, he will be ruthless to talk about...

After looking for a while, I closed my eyes and held the hilt of the knife in my hand. The sunlight shone down, and the cold light reflecting the blade was slowly pulled out. The next moment, I raised it above my head.

"Prepare!" he said softly.

A cavalry sprinted, waving the flag, shouting: "Prepare"

Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo!

Among the ten thousand people riding formations, several oxen horns were blowing neatly in the sky. The vast array spread forward and backward and began to move. The sound of countless horse hooves slowly began to accelerate. One by one, one by one, one by one, and one by one, as the generals made direction adjustments, they embraced in a semicircle and walked towards the front.

Under the city wall, the drums on the city tower were also ringing. The excited drums shook people's hearts. Amid the general's shouts, small square formations split out, moving forward to set up a defensive posture. When people are nervous to a certain extent, they will have many different emotions. Looking at the terrifying cavalry that exceeded 40,000 overnight in front of them, they become clearer, and the black lines spreading become larger. Really, in the square formation of more than 8,000 people, many people were afraid, and some even trembled and moved very slowly.

In the crowded formation, the voice of the companion was saying: "You can't retreat... You can't retreat..." Someone responded, and some voices also made a cry: "... I don't want to die..."

In front of the battle formation, Zhang Liao, who was riding on a horse, was still motionless. Looking at the "wolf pack" that began to accelerate, the whispering voices were also coming.

He followed Wen Hou to fight for many years. The battlefield was no longer the county official who was eager to fight when he was in Yanmen. He came from the north to Luoyang, then to Chang'an, and finally to Yanzhou and Xuzhou. He was always driven away by the dogs who wanted to be a loser. The brothers who came from Bingzhou together had fewer and fewer familiar faces.

"Comrades in life and death..."

Zhang Liao raised his face, narrowed his eyes and looked at the sunlight among the clouds, suddenly stretched out his arm and clenched his fists. The generals who were commanding nearby stopped, and the footsteps stopped. When countless puzzled eyes looked at the past, there was a figure holding his arms, and the reins were tied, and the war horses neighed and the man stood up, and the cloak was fluttering in the wind.

Xilulu

The horse was neighing, and the moment his hooves flipped the mud chips, Zhang Liao pulled out the hook and sickle from the ground, ran out of the formation, and pulled the horse to stop the hoof in the middle of the battlefield. The tip of the knife was raised and pointed at the opposite side, and the wind blew over the cloak.

"I am Zhang Liao, Zhang Wenyuan, Yanmen"

The voice roared in heaven and earth: "Who fights to the death with me!!!"

Fight to the death...

The sound of decisive death echoed in front of the two armies. The raised scimitar fell from the sky. Countless slowly moving horse hooves gradually stopped. Gongsun Zhi opened his eyes, and finally a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the blade was inserted into the sheath.

"Pan Feng!" he called out.

Behind him, Pan Feng, who was in front of Heishan Cavalry, slapped his mouth, "Let you make a move!" He muttered softly, held a giant axe and slapped his horse with a majestic look on his face, rushed out of the array, and came to a distance of five feet opposite Zhang Liao, and waved his axe.

"I am General Pan Feng... Life is a sea of ​​suffering. General Zhang wants to fight to the death. There is no need to do it. The sea of ​​suffering. If you can't pass the raft, just swim. Why bother the warriors to get out of their brains... We are all masters, just click and stop."

On the other side of the field of vision, Zhang Liao did not speak, looked at Gongsun Zhi, then retracted, raised his arm flat, and the hook and sickle were crossed by his side. When a gust of wind blew across the field, the war horse he sat down suddenly rushed violently, several distances, and in the blink of an eye, the blade buzzed and slashed.

"I really think I'm an unknown general?"

With both legs tightened the horse's abdomen, Pan Feng's arms swelled, and with his backhand, he waved the giant axe. As the horse's hooves galloped, he leaned forward. The moment the horse's heads were intertwined, the heavy giant axe was smashed.

"Drink"

The loud noise was the harsh sound of metal collision and attack. Two different weapons touched and bounced away. The hook and sickle pressed down with the giant axe, and seemed to be unable to withstand the force of the opponent's attack. The war horses interlaced, and the squeaked metal friction. The blade crossed over and over and over again. Zhang Liao turned around on the horse's back, and the sharp blade suddenly slashed down again. With a slam, he slashed at the tail of the axe handle that was close to Pan Feng's back.

"Beware of you!"

He turned around and shouted angrily, slapped the horses and collided again, the hook and sickle were steady and complicated, the giant axe was simple and wide open and close, both of them greeted each other on the weapons, and the war horses were tearing each other around in circles, and the potholes and mud chips splashed and kicked away from time to time. For a moment, the two fought back and forth for four or five rounds. On the battlefield, there were a series of thumping sounds of gold and iron collisions, which made the soldiers and generals in both sides sweat.

"I'm afraid of you?"

Pan Feng also showed fierceness, with sharp eyes. As soon as he approached again, the giant axe pressed against the knife edge and pressed back with both arms. On the other side, Zhang Liao raised his arm and fell backwards, pressed it against the horse's back. The handle of the knife turned under the axe tip, and the blade slid to the opponent's armpit. He heard a click, and the tip of the knife cut a hole in the armor on Pan Feng's ribs.

Little blood spilled out!

"Roar...ah!!!"

Angry roar was released, and the injured body held a giant axe with a ferocious and fierce look. Zhang Liao put away his knife and was alert and guarded for a moment... Then, the former dragged the axe and rode back quickly. Next to him, Li Ke looked at him with contempt, and his big waist and round body narrowed his eyes majestic: "Scare him... I'm injured, if I don't scare him, I'll have the chance to run back."

"The leader never thought you would win, otherwise he would just send Lao Dian." Li Ke's eyes looked even more contemptuous.

Opposite, the tip of the knife was raised again, and the war horse stood there quietly, and the figure in the purple robe and armor looked over: "Liao won."

Gongsun Zhi urged the horse to take a few steps, maintaining a safe distance, and nodding: "Wenyuan's martial arts are better than before, but his heart is more kind than before. Unfortunately, Xuzhou can't be avoided by kindness."

As the words fell, he waved his hand violently.

Around the surroundings, the waiting cavalry sounded a loud bang, and the semi-circular array was stretched out like two arms, bypassing the city, bypassing the troops and horses that were arranged under the city, stepping through Yu and Xu's last junction, and killing deeper.

The knights who were speeding past passed by Zhang Liao, who was carrying a knife, and brought a gust of wind to stroking his short beard. He strangled his horse's head and looked back at the back that had already passed with the army, shouting loudly: "Governor Gongsun!"

Gongsun Zhi slowed down, turned his head, and smiled: "Save your life well, and it is of great use. I want to see how Zhang Liao will dominate the world in the future, instead of dying in this unknown small city. The matter in Xuzhou has been decided, and you can't change it. Send someone to notify Lu Bu, and Xia Pi will be gone soon."

Rumble... The sound of horse hooves suddenly faded away.

Yan Rou walked at the end with the Heishan cavalry, walked by not far from Zhang Liao, but just took a light look, turned back expressionlessly...

While winning over friendship and making the other party grateful, he sent someone to inform Lu Bu to return to Xia Pi. Once the tiger returns in a hurry and is ambushed halfway, he will naturally suspect Zhang Liao...

"The leader is more and more good at using his brain..." He sighed softly.

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The gloomy prison had a rotten smell. He hugged the wooden frame and opened his eyes slightly. The buzzing flies in his ears flew around, some crawling on his wounds, licking the dried blood. The severe pain and the itch of the climbing of the fly and insects were unbearable, and the mottled bloodstained body was trembling slightly.
Chapter completed!