The Jinling White Horse Army was very fast, and they were also cavalry, but under the rapid pursuit of the White Horse Army, they finally caught up with Liu Bei.
Seeing that the situation was unstoppable, Liu Bei knew that there was no way to avoid it now.
At that moment, he was seen saying to Guan Yu in a deep voice: "Second brother, prepare to meet the enemy!"
Wei Yan and Wenpin were both promoted by Liu Biao and had a close relationship with Liu Bei. In their hearts, Liu Bei and Liu Qi were more important than the seven-year-old emperor, so they followed Liu Bei this time.
When Liu Qi saw that Guan Yu and Liu Bei were ready to turn around to meet the enemy, he immediately ordered Wei Yan and Wen Pin: "Please also ask the two generals to help my uncle!"
The two generals naturally respond to each other.
As a result, the Jingzhou cavalry stationed their horses one after another, turned their horses' heads, and waited carefully to guard against the pursuers from behind.
After a while, he saw the Jinling White Horse Army led by Zhao Yun rushing in front of Liu Bei.
Zhao Yun waved his gun and commanded the soldiers of the three armies to stand still.
Zhao Yun slowly rode his horse forward and carefully looked at the cavalry on the opposite side.
But when I saw the cavalry on the opposite side, they all wore armor and looked murderous. Their eyes and expressions were like those of tigers and wolves... But there were no chariots in their ranks.
Seeing this situation, Zhao Yun felt relieved.
At least he can be sure that in such a formation, the Jingzhou Army's puppet emperor is definitely not hiding in it.
Zhao Yun felt much more relaxed. He stepped forward on his horse, raised his hands to Liu Bei and said, "Mr. Xuande, long time no see."
Liu Bei pulled out the double swords from his waist and said: "General Zhao, you should call me Hussar General."
Zhao Yun shook his head and said with a smile: "The hussar general who was personally conferred by the emperor was Tao Jun. When did he become Xuande Gong? Why didn't I know?... Now Yide is under the prime minister's account and is suffering a lot.
After entertaining him for many days, doesn’t Duke Xuande want to see him?”
As soon as he said these words, Liu Bei's expression suddenly changed.
He clenched his hands on the two-pronged swords and even moved slightly.
Liu Bei's face showed frost and he said: "Zhao Yun, tell Tao Shang, if he dares to hurt my third brother even a hair, I, Liu Bei, will never let him go even if I am a ghost."
Zhao Yun flicked the gun and said: "In that case, why doesn't Mr. Xuande follow me back to Jiangling City and ask the Prime Minister for advice in person?"
Guan Yu listened on the sidelines and couldn't help but became furious: "What a brave man!"
After that, he clapped his sword, danced his horse, and commanded his cavalry to charge towards Zhao Yun.
Zhao Yun was not afraid of him and rode up.
The cavalry from both sides immediately exchanged blows in the dark night.
The cavalry of both sides were very powerful, so they fought on the river bank in the dark night.
The two sides were fighting against each other, and Guan Yu had no choice but to take on the heavy responsibility of fighting Zhao Yun.
The Green Dragon Sword and the Silver Spear exchanged blows, and the two fierce generals of the time set off a storm of wild fighting in the battle formations between the two sides.
Even in the dark night, the two sides fought extremely fiercely, and no soldiers from either side could approach them within ten feet.
The torches of the two armies were poorly prepared and they could only fight in limited light. However, even so, Zhao Yun and Guan Yu did not seem to be hindered at all. The weapons in their hands seemed to have eyes, and there was no jerkiness or stagnation.
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At this time, there was a sound of drum beating from upstream.
But he saw a group of warships going down the river, heading straight downstream, and a war general standing on the bow of the ship was shouting to the river bank: "Is the person on the bank is Duke Xuande?"
Liu Bei vaguely heard someone calling him on the boat, and he couldn't help but feel excited.
He recognized this voice. It was none other than the famous general Zhang Ren of Xichuan.
Liu Bei was full of excitement. He held two swords and fought his way from the crowd to the river. He shouted excitedly toward the river: "General Zhang, prepare here, come and save me!"
Zhang Ren hurriedly ordered people to stop the ship.
The battlefields that came from Xichuan began to dock on the river bank, and the soldiers on the warships got off the warships and went to assist Liu Bei.
Zhao Yun came this time with only the cavalry and no others. Seeing that so many Sichuan soldiers came to help, he frowned, knowing that he would not be able to take any advantage this time.
While resisting Zhao Yun, Liu Bei's soldiers and horses slowly moved closer to the Yizhou soldiers on the river bank. However, Zhao Yun did not pursue them deeply. After all, Zhao Yun could vaguely see the rows of crossbows on the boat.
If we continue to pursue them forcefully, I am afraid that the person who will be injured is the Jinling White Horse Army himself.
Liu Bei and others slowly boarded the battlefield, cautiously looking at Zhao Yun and his group not far away. At this moment, a group of warships appeared on the river in the distance, and they also sounded the sound of horns.
Zhao Yun immediately heard the source of the sound. He was excited, then waved his big gun and shouted loudly: "Soldiers, charge! Follow me to kill the enemy, leave Liu Bei behind!"
Zhang Ren hurriedly ordered the crossbowmen on the battlefield to shoot arrows at Zhao Yun, and ordered people to retract the deck and set sail quickly.
There are still some Jingzhou Army horses and soldiers on the warship that have not come up, but Zhang Ren can't care so much at the moment. He can only leave them behind and order the soldiers of the three armies to shoot arrows on the ship to stop the opponent's soldiers and horses, and then Zhang Ren himself
It was to urge the warships to sail quickly.
Those ordinary soldiers who did not have time to go to the battlefield had no choice but to become the ultimate victims. They were surrounded by Zhao Yun and others. They either fought to the death and were eventually killed, or they were forced to put down their weapons and surrender.
Zhang Ren's fleet quickly headed upstream after picking up part of the Jingzhou army.
The warships led by the potters also followed them closely.
The potter ordered his soldiers to line up in several rows, stand on the bow of the ship, and shouted loudly: "Since our friends from Yizhou are here, why don't you stay as guests!"
The sound penetrated the night sky and floated into Zhang Ren's ears.
Zhang Ren frowned, and while urging the fleet to move forward, he ordered his people to shout to the rear: "If you are interested, Mr. Tao, why don't you come to Sichuan and sit down, and we will fulfill our friendship as landlords!"
After hearing Zhang Ren's words, the pottery merchant couldn't help but laugh.
The soldiers he arranged to shout continued: "Don't worry, General Zhang. Tao will naturally go to the land of Sichuan and Sichuan! He will definitely make a nuisance visit by then! I hope General Zhang will not forget what he said today when he arrives."
The warships of the two sides just shouted and chased each other back and forth for a while. Finally, Tao Shang ordered the three armies to stop pursuing.
Looking at Zhang Ren's fleet gradually disappearing from his sight, the pottery merchant clapped his hands with regret.
He turned around and said to Gan Ning behind him: "I captured Liu Qiong, Fu Wan, Dong Cheng and others... but I didn't capture Liu Bei. I should have thought from the beginning that he was playing tricks and leaving overland."
, if I had reacted earlier, I'm afraid this wouldn't have happened."
Gan Ning comforted Tao Shang and said: "Having said that, it is not too late for the Prime Minister to arrive. If Zhang Ren's fleet had not come to meet him in advance, Liu Bei would undoubtedly die today and would never be able to escape!"
The pottery merchant looked at the direction where the warship disappeared in the distance, and slowly murmured: "Sichuan and Sichuan, Sichuan and Sichuan."