Chapter eight hundred and seventieth Zhang Fei's enemy
Who is Zhang Fei? He is Liu Bei's sworn brother and a major general in Jingzhou.
Back then at Hulao Pass, he was an outstanding figure who could fight Lu Bu for more than a hundred rounds without deciding the outcome.
Although Zhang Fei's achievements in this era were not that great, his reputation for bravery was still widely spread in the world.
If such a fierce general can be captured and asked for merit, no matter who is in the Jinling Army, his status in the future will be greatly increased.
When the generals heard what Xu Sheng said, they all looked excited, as excited as they wanted.
No one wants to give up the opportunity to make great achievements.
The two armies thus launched an offensive and defensive battle on the streets of Qianling City.
The young general Ding Feng took the lead and rushed towards Zhang Fei!
Unlike Tao Shang's other two disciples, Ding Feng was a pure militant and had a burning obsession with meritorious service.
At that moment, they saw Ding Feng holding a sword and galloping in front of Zhang Fei. He suddenly raised the sword in his hand and struck Zhang Fei hard on the head.
Although Zhang Fei was injured, he was still more than enough to deal with Ding Feng.
Zhang Fei raised his hand to block Ding Feng's knife. He gritted his teeth and blocked it to the side, saying: "Where did this wild boy dare to challenge me? Are you so impatient?"
Ding Feng said coldly: "Prime Minister, sit down and your third disciple, Ding Feng, is here to take your head today!"
"What a coward!" Zhang Fei roared fiercely at Ding Feng, waving the eight-foot-long snake spear back and forth in his hand, causing Ding Feng to be unable to lift his head.
With Ding Feng's current ability, even facing the injured Zhang Fei would be too difficult.
In less than ten moves, Ding Feng was cornered by Zhang Fei. He was almost stabbed off his horse several times by Zhang Fei.
He Qi had done a lot of work in the south over the years, and he had made a lot of contributions, but when faced with such a great achievement as capturing Zhang Fei, he was also very greedy. Seeing that Ding Feng was being forced by Zhang Fei, He Qi no longer remained reserved and jumped on his horse.
In front, he and Ding Feng attacked Zhang Fei.
The addition of He Qi put some pressure on Zhang Fei. If it were normal times, he would be calm and unafraid even when facing these two. But what's terrible right now is that the wound on his waist seems to have been stretched open due to excessive force.
, and the pain surged into his waist.
He did not dare to neglect, he just waved the snake spear in his hand and dealt with the two fierce generals cautiously.
But it was obvious that He Qi and Ding Feng were not the only ones who wanted to take credit for Zhang Fei's death. Not long after, Xu Sheng himself was seen joining the ranks besieging Zhang Fei.
If it were normal times, these generals would not be Zhang Fei's opponents at all, but as the pressure increased, Zhang Fei's movements became larger and larger, and his abdomen became more and more painful. He gasped with difficulty.
Suffocating, he reluctantly dealt with the several opponents in front of him.
Feeling that Zhang Fei's snake spear was slowing down, Xu Sheng pressed him tightly with his knife and said: "Everyone, Zhang Fei is going to die. Let's work harder. This opportunity will never happen again."
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When Zhang Fei heard Xu Sheng shouting this, a surge of anger rushed into Naoren's heart.
He ignored the pain in his waist and abdomen at this moment, and used all his strength to knock Xu Sheng off his horse to the ground. He raised his head and shouted: "I am Zhang Yide from Yan, who dares to fight to the death with me?"
This roar was as hard as thunder, and it struck everyone present with incomprehensible horror. Many people were shaken by this tiger roar, and their hands and feet became a little weak for some reason.
Xu Sheng, who was hit to the ground with a powerful blow by him, could not hold back a mouthful of blood, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining his breastplate with blood.
The soldiers of the Jinling Army were intimidated by Zhang Fei's momentum and retreated one after another, not daring to face his sharp edge.
The three armies make peace!
At this moment, a sharp arrow shot out from the thorn, heading straight for Zhang Fei's face.
Zhang Fei felt a sudden strong wind and subconsciously ducked his head, but it allowed him to avoid the sharp arrow.
But the sharp arrow still left a scar on the left side of his face!
Zhang Fei's eyes burst into flames, and he angrily turned his head and looked in the direction of the sharp arrow.
It was okay if he didn't look at it. Looking at it, Zhang Fei was almost so angry that he lost his temper.
The one who shot the arrow was none other than Ma Zhong.
Zhang Fei turned his head and saw Ma Zhong, who was looking at him blankly with his mouth wide open. A wave of evil energy rushed directly to his forehead.
He raised the eight-foot-long snake spear, pointed it at Ma Zhong in the distance, and said angrily: "Good boy, you're not done yet! If I don't kill you today, I'll be sorry for the pain in my belly.
A scar!"
After that, he galloped towards Ma Zhong.
When Ma Zhong saw this situation, he felt regretful!
He's so good, why did you shoot him when you had nothing to do?
Isn't this just looking for trouble for yourself?
Seeing that Zhang Fei was about to rush in front of him, Ma Zhong exclaimed "Ah...!" in fright, then hurriedly turned his horse's head and ran towards the back.
Zhang Fei waved his snake spear, which was eight feet long, like a demon. Anyone in the Jinling army who dared to stop his mount ran towards the two sides where he received it.
Ding Feng, on the other hand, rushed to Xu Sheng's side. He turned over and dismounted, helped Xu Sheng, who still had blood hanging from the corners of his mouth, and said, "General, how are you?"
Xu Sheng weakly wiped the corners of his mouth with his hand and said, "Don't be stunned! Let's go and chase him!"
At this moment, Ma Zhong was riding a horse in front, and Zhang Fei was chasing after him. The two of them ran through several streets. Ma Zhong kept shooting arrows at Zhang Fei behind him, but in a panic, none of the arrows came.
Didn't hit.
Zhang Fei's roar reached Ma Zhong's ears from behind. It was so terrifying and frightening.
Not long after, Ma Zhong, whether he should die or not, ran into a small alley in a panic, and in that alley, there was a real dead end!
Ma Zhong stared blankly at the dead end, then suddenly raised his hand and gave himself a slap in the face.
This slap is really loud and outstanding! It can make those who hear it sad and those who see it cry.
"God is really going to kill me!" Ma Zhongyang sighed, turned his horse's head sadly, and looked behind him as if he was dead.
When he thought about it, Zhang Fei must have caught up with him at this moment, pointing the eight-foot-long snake spear at him, waiting to poke dozens or twenty holes in his body.
Since death is imminent, he cannot die weakly. He has to fight Zhang Fei no matter what, and then die.
Ma Zhong was already prepared. He planned to just wait for Zhang Fei to show his head, and then he shouted: "Bitch thief! Ma Gongwu is the general of Jinling. You want me to surrender? I'm dreaming! I will fight with you, general!"
At this moment, a heavy sound of horse hooves came from the entrance of the alley.
But it was Zhang Fei's Wu Zhui war horse who arrived.
Ma Zhong took a deep breath, rehearsed the lines in his mind, and shouted out loud when Zhang Fei showed his head!
A true man, this is how it should be! Even if you die, you will die vigorously.
But the moment her husband appeared in Ma Zhong's eyes, Ma Zhong's faith completely collapsed.
He changed his tune in an instant.
"General Zhang, please spare your life. The last general...is willing to surrender!"