The general on the opposite side crossed his broadsword, struggled to steady his body on his horse, and replied: "General Guan Hai, the general in front of you, is here to kill Tong Ming."
Lin Feng blinked and looked to the opposite side in astonishment.
Unexpectedly, the strange-looking guy in front of me was Guan Hai, the famous member of the Yellow Turban Army.
Guan Hai did not appear many times in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, but he was extremely stunning. He was regarded as the most powerful general in the Yellow Turban Army. After Zhang Liang was defeated, he led his army to besiege Beihai and defeated Kong Rong in a panic. Later, in
He met Guan Yu and Guan Yunchang on the battlefield. After the two fought for dozens of rounds, Guan Hai was beheaded by Guan Yu.
Although Guan Hai was eventually killed by Guan Yu, he was one of the few generals in the novel who could fight Guan Yu for dozens of rounds. Ordinary people would always die with one strike in front of Guan Yu's horse, but Guan Hai could withstand Guan Yu for dozens of rounds.
, enough to show his extraordinary strength.
Knowing that the person in front of him was Guan Hai, Lin Feng was a little hesitant.
There is little chance of defeating Guan Hai in a fight. At the very least, it is impossible to defeat Guan Hai in a short period of time.
When charging into battle, it is important to go all at once and never pause in the middle. If you stay in the enemy's formation for too long, the general may be able to rely on his strong force to hold on for a while, but all his troops will be killed.
But with Guan Hai's posture, it was not very possible to get rid of him. Guan Hai was not a vegetarian either. Just by looking at the appearance of the big knife in his hand, he knew that this person was not easy to mess with.
Lin Feng was hesitating here, while Guan Hai was also drumming in his heart.
The young axe-wielding general across from him was so terrifying. Guan Hai was considered to have been in battle for a long time. Ever since he followed General Ren Gong in the uprising, he had fought hundreds of battles with the army, large and small, and no one had ever been able to do this to him.
Under great pressure, Guan Hai did not dare to step forward rashly and take action when he saw Lin Feng holding an ax immediately. Even though he was holding a person in his arms, he was still full of murderous intent.
Perhaps because the truce here had been too long, Huang Zhong rode his horse from the left and came to Lin Feng's side with a knife in one hand. He asked with slight surprise: "Brother, why did you stop advancing? Who is the general on the opposite side?"
Is it him who blocks your progress?"
"It's okay, big brother. Let's see how the little brother kills the general and captures the flag."
Huang Zhong asked him a few questions, which made Lin Feng's face feel a little hot. He pointed his big ax forward and urged his horse to kill Guan Hai.
Huang Zhong could see that Guan Hai on the other side was not easy to deal with, otherwise Lin Feng would not stop fighting. He stretched out his hand to stop Lin Feng, looked up to the sky and said with a smile: "You will charge into the battle, and I will leave it to my elder brother to capture the flag."
After saying this, Huang Zhong urged his horse and brandished his sword to take Guan Hai directly.
Guan Hai felt relieved when he saw that it was not Lin Feng who was going to fight. He waved his knife to greet Huang Zhong, and shouted to Lin Feng: "Grandpa Guan, kill this pretty boy first, and I will take your head later."
When Guan Hai got into contact with Huang Zhong, the regret in Guan Hai's heart was like a summer weed. He couldn't stop it, and kept rising up.
This Huang Zhong is even more difficult to deal with than Lin Feng. The big knife is sometimes light and sometimes heavy, which makes Guan Hai feel so uncomfortable that he almost vomits blood. Once Guan Hai takes over with all his strength, the elephant-trunk bead-curling knife is guaranteed to be as light as a feather, and he will not even touch it.
I couldn't tell the difference. Several times, Guan Hai used the wrong force and almost dodged his waist. But when Guan Hai parried casually and didn't take Huang Zhong's move seriously, the knife suddenly became different again.
It was as heavy as a mountain, and the shock made Guan Hai feel numb from the tips of his fingers to the root of his tail. His chest felt stuffy, and his throat felt sweet. It seemed that he had injured his internal organs.
The horse circled, and more than thirty rounds passed in the blink of an eye. Guan Hai really didn't dare to fight anymore. If he continued to fight, his life would be dealt with until now. Thinking of this, Guan Hai jumped out of the circle with his horse and wanted to withdraw from the formation.
He has forgotten that now the two armies are not facing each other, but the generals are fighting in front of the battle. While he is fighting Huang Zhong, Lin Feng once again leads the trapped camp to fight with the Yellow Turban Army. Now the two armies are intertwined. Is there any one of you?
I, you are in me.
Guan Hai turned his horse to run like this, but he was so small that he plunged into the battle circle where Lin Feng was fighting with the enemy.
When Lin Feng saw Guan Hai digging around without caring about his buttocks, he was not polite at the moment. He raised his big ax high and slashed his forehead with one stroke.
Guan Hai was not an ordinary general. As the number one expert in the Yellow Turban Army, he had the ability to see all directions and listen to the wind from all directions. He felt a cold light flash before his eyes. He knew it was not good at that moment and didn't care.
The image is ugly, like a bastard listening to thunder, shrinking his head to his chest.
What kind of move does this bastard Ting Lei use?
In the summer, if there is a particularly violent thunderclap, the turtles and turtles in the pond will shrink their heads into their shells to avoid being frightened by the thunder.
Guan Hai's move is derived from this. The name of the move sounds very inelegant, as if it is a curse, but in fact, in terms of practicality, let alone how easy it is to use, I just saw Guan Hai's big head.
He was hunched up, and the top of his head was even with his shoulders.
As a result, Lin Feng's blow to the forehead scraped off his helmet, making a clicking sound and blood splattering.
Don't get me wrong, it wasn't Guan Hai who was killed, it was Guan Hai's war horse whose head was chopped off by Lin Feng.
Guan Hai groaned, rolled over from his horse and fell to the ground. Before he could stand up, Liao Hua arrived on horseback, pressed his big gun on Guan Hai's back, and shouted: "Come here, tie me up."
As a result, Guan Hai, the number one master in the Yellow Turban Army, was captured alive by Lin Feng and others in front of the battle.
Seeing that even Guan Hai had been captured alive by Lin Feng and others, the Yellow Turban camp was in chaos, with hooded soldiers everywhere turning around and not knowing what to do.
"Run quickly, General Guan has been captured."
"Run for your life, the ax wielder is so powerful that you can't even block it."
"Don't be stunned. Find a place to hide. I heard that the government and army have invited heavenly soldiers and generals to come down to help in the battle."
"My dear mother, I have seen with my own eyes that the officers and soldiers are invulnerable with their red-colored bodies. This battle cannot be fought."
You can say it all, but the truth is that the general cannot control the soldiers, and the soldiers cannot see the general.
Lin Feng's trapped camp took the opportunity to kill fiercely, and smoothly penetrated the siege and fought outside the Zhen family's military camp.
The captain of the Zhen Family Army who was guarding the camp gate was hiding behind the camp gate, watching the enemy formation through the gap. He heard the chaos in the Yellow Turban Army camp early in the morning. At first, he didn't know what was going on. He was in a state of confusion.
At that time, I suddenly saw a young general riding on horseback and holding an ax to fight through the siege. He stood majestically on his horse and was guarding the rear for his subordinates.
Who in the Zhen family army doesn't know Lin Feng?
Seeing that it was his uncle who led the army to help, the captain guarding the gate was so happy that he couldn't even clasp his hands together.
While sending people to fly to the Chinese army to report the news, he opened the camp gate and welcomed his uncle into the camp.
Lin Feng saw the gate of Zhen's army camp open and immediately ordered Gao Shun to lead the army in. He and Huang Zhong stationed on one side of the horse to prevent the Yellow Turban Army from taking the opportunity to pursue them.
In fact, the Yellow Turban Army has no intention of pursuing and killing them now. If they can send these plague gods away, they will go back and burn a stick of incense. How dare they chase after their butts to die?
In this battle, the trapped camp was reduced in number again. There were only 200 people in the entire battalion, but these 200 people were no better than ordinary soldiers.
There was murderous intent all over his body, and a fierce steam rising from the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. Ordinary children would be frightened and cry when they saw him.
Lin Feng was the last one to urge his horse into the camp, and the camp gate creaked tightly shut behind him. After the gatekeeper bolted and locked it, he ran to Lin Feng and howled loudly.
"My uncle, you are back. During this time, my uncle is not in the camp. Our Zhen family army has been bullied and suffered. Ever since the villain followed the master and started an army to rebel, we have never suffered so much insults."
Yes, the Zhen family army is used to fighting with Lin Feng in downwind battles. They have always chased the enemy. When did the enemy have to surround them on three levels, inside and outside, with water leaking out, cut off all communication with the outside world, and live in such an embarrassing situation?
Lin Feng patted the familiar captain on the shoulder. Before he could say any words of comfort, a burst of noise sounded behind him.
"The good son-in-law is here? The good son-in-law is really here?"
Lin Feng turned around and looked, oh, Zhen Yi was trotting towards Lin Feng, staggering, supported by brothers Zhen Yan and Zhen Yao.
Lin Feng hurriedly greeted him.
"My father-in-law is here, my son-in-law Lin Feng is very polite."
Before Lin Feng could really bow down, Zhen Yi supported Lin Feng.
"A good son-in-law should never be too polite. It would be great if he could come. It would be great if he could come."
Lin Feng looked at Zhen Yi carefully and tears welled up in his eyes.
The image of Zhen Yi is really tragic.
Look at the sad look on the old man's face. His hair and beard haven't been taken care of for who knows how long. They are messy and tangled together. They look like knots and weeds. There are old eye droppings in the corners of his eyes, and there are them in his wrinkles.
Those who knew the streaks of black mud were Zhen Yi, the head of the Zhen family in northern Hebei, but those who didn't know thought they were old beggars who had just emerged from some dog hole.
"Why is my father-in-law so haggard? Second brother, this brother is going to complain about you. How do you take care of your father?"
Lin Feng was embarrassed to ask Zhen Yi more questions, so he turned around and fired at Zhen Yan.
Zhen Yan was so aggrieved. He waved his hands to Lin Feng repeatedly: "Brother-in-law, this has nothing to do with me. Ever since he fell into the Yellow Turban trap on the bank of Qingshui River and our Zhen family army lost its army and generals, my father began to forget about food and drink. He beat his chest and stamped the ground all day long, regretting that he would not listen.
The fact that Zhu Shuai's words ended up in such a bad situation, and he didn't grow old overnight, is all thanks to my and my third brother's continuous enlightenment."
The co-author, Zhen Yi, was not very broad-minded and could not bear blows. No wonder he fell ill and died early in history. It is probably related to his character.
The gate of the camp was not a place for conversation. Lin Feng introduced the identities of Liao Hua and Gao Shun to the Zhen family and his son, and the whole group left for the Chinese army's tent.
Arriving at the Chinese army tent, Zhen Yi sat at the top. Lin Feng and the Zhen brothers sat down in two rows. Huang Zhong sat at the bottom of Lin Feng. Liao Hua and Gao Shun originally wanted to stand behind Lin Feng, but were forced to sit down by Lin Feng.
Huang Zhong bowed his head.
After briefly introducing the general situation of the trip to the grassland to the Zhen family and his son, Lin Feng couldn't wait to ask the Zhen family and his son: "Father-in-law, the flat plain beside the Qingshui River is not an ideal place for an ambush, and Lord Guo Dian is a veteran of many battles.
Lao Xingwu, how could you be ambushed by the Yellow Turban thieves here?"
Not only Lin Feng wants to ask this question, Huang Zhong, Gao Shun and others have also been puzzled about it. Now they are waiting for Zhen Yi to explain it to them.
Zhen Yi let out a long sigh, covered her face with one hand and kept sighing, saying nothing for a long time.
Zhen Yan couldn't hold it in any longer, so he grabbed the lead and patted Zhen Yi's back twice, and then told Lin Feng the whole story.