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Depend on!
Chen Mu's eyes widened.
No way.
Are you going to end your sworn relationship with Third Brother just like that?
Even Chen Mu's always calm mind suddenly shut down at this moment.
This was something he had never expected. The fierce general who was defeated by thousands of people actually overacted and was thrown off his horse.
If Zhang Fei really died here, then his sin would be huge. I don't know if he can still hang out in Liu Bei's group in the future.
After all, he agreed to let Zhang Fei go out of the city to fight against the generals. Although Zhang Fei wanted to fight ten generals without authorization, he was still responsible.
Third brother, you must not let anything happen to you!
Chen Mu felt ups and downs in his heart.
Groups of soldiers ran towards the battlefield, trying to snatch Zhang Fei back.
When Bo Cai saw this scene, he immediately ordered an attack.
With a rumble, tens of thousands of people marched toward the city gate, dust flew into the sky, and the cries of killing continued.
When the soldiers who were going to rob people saw this scene, they were so frightened that they turned around and ran away. Huangfu Song on the tower was so angry that he cursed.
Chen Mu's face was stern, his lips pursed slightly, and he leaned on the tower with his hands, holding on to the female wall, feeling very uneasy in his heart.
Now that the whole army is attacking, the life or death of the third brother is unpredictable, and it is all beyond his expectation.
As a dog-headed strategist, I really failed.
At the same time, this also gave him a big blow, and he discovered that some things cannot be perfectly realized without making good plans.
Unplanned accidents are always difficult to predict. There is no perfect plan. For example, Zhang Fei suddenly wanted to fight ten this time, which was beyond his expectation.
I still don't have enough grasp of people's personalities. Even my sworn brother actually forgot about his impulsive and violent personality. This time it was difficult to deal with it.
"It's over!"
"It's a pity that man."
"General, why don't you give the order to get out of the city and avenge General Zhang?"
The soldiers on the tower were talking a lot.
Zhang Fei's performance just now gave them a great morale boost. Seeing Zhang Fei's condition was not good, many people were excited and wanted to go out of the city to fight.
Chen Mu gritted his teeth and said, "General, save my third brother."
But Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun, as generals, had to keep their minds cool, so they could only grit their teeth and say: "Close the city gate."
"General..."
"Close the city gate."
"only..."
Soldiers can only carry out orders.
The city was filled with dust, but the ten yellow scarf generals were still circling around that place, constantly poking at the ground with their weapons.
Many people turned their heads and couldn't bear to see it.
I'm afraid that the man named Zhang Fei below the city has countless bloody holes poked all over his body now.
Even Chen Mu held his forehead, feeling sad, thinking about how to explain to Liu Bei.
Boom!
At this moment, there was a loud roar.
It was as if something heavy had hit the ground.
Dust flew everywhere, earth and rocks burst into pieces.
Countless people stretched their necks and looked towards the source of the sound.
In the center of the field where the warriors were fighting fiercely, a horse fell to the ground.
The sky was filled with dust, making it impossible to see the scene inside.
Suddenly the archer with excellent eyesight said loudly: "Everyone, look, Zhang Fei!... He is not dead... He is not dead yet."
"not dead?"
Chen Mu hurriedly raised his head to look.
The officers and soldiers on the city tower also crouched beside the city wall at the same time.
I saw a ghostly figure standing proudly in the dust and mist in the sky.
The eight-foot-long snake spear in his hand was waving, blocking the wind.
"If you want grandpa to die, you rats are a little worse, so get off your horse."
Zhang Fei grabbed the enemy's stabbing spear, pulled it down hard, and pulled the man off his horse. He kicked him so hard that he was kicked several meters away.
The soldiers beating the drums felt their blood surge, and they beat the gongs and drums with all their strength.
The drums were beating loudly on the tower, and the soldiers cheered.
The horses neighed under the city. After Zhang Fei threw a man off his horse, he spit several times and all the dust on the ground went into his mouth.
"I wanted to play with you, but I didn't expect you to be so mean and stabbed my horse."
Zhang Fei stood on the spot, holding an eight-foot-long steel spear in his hand. Eight Yellow Turban generals were cruising a few meters in front of him and did not dare to approach.
He stared, his voice gradually getting louder.
"I'll tell you now."
"I'm angry!"
"I'm very angry right now."
"So I tell you."
"you."
"Everyone must die!!!!"
At the end of the sentence, Zhang Fei looked up to the sky and roared, the sound was like thunder, like a thunderbolt from the blue!
The war horse raised its hooves and was frightened by the terrifying roar, retreating repeatedly. Zhang Fei's side was actually empty.
Everyone was shocked by the loud voice.
The charge of the Yellow Turban Army stalled, and everyone covered their ears and stood still.
I just felt deafening and my ears were buzzing, as if there was a thunder exploding in my ears.
Zhu Jun on the city wall bared his teeth, covered his ears and said to Chen Mu: "Chen Zhonglang, your third brother is not only amazing in strength and martial arts, but also has a real voice..."
Chen Mu thought to himself that my third brother's Lion's Roar Kung Fu was not good enough. Even the heroic hero Xia Houjie was knocked off his horse, let alone you.
Just when everyone was shocked by Zhang Fei's thunderous voice, he had already rushed towards the general.
"Is it you who stabbed my horse just now?"
In an extremely angry situation, Zhang Fei raised his arm and punched the horse under the general's seat with a punch!
"hiss!"
The war horse whined and fell to the ground with a "thud", splashing countless dust.
Someone shouted in horror: "This black guy is too strong, be careful if he grabs his weapon and hits him with his horse."
Zhang Fei is 1.8 meters tall and weighs more than 200 kilograms. The knotted tendons on his body are so terrifying that it is not an exaggeration to say that he can carry a cauldron.
Now, no one dared to use weapons to poke him, for fear that he would grab the weapon and pull him off his horse.
Two people have already been pulled off their horses in this way.
Upon hearing the man's shout, the others immediately dispersed and drove their horses to run around.
The person who shouted first quickly launched a death charge. When he ran in front of Zhang Fei, he pulled the horse rope, and the horse raised its legs high and kicked towards Zhang Fei.
"Well done!"
Mr. Zhang roared angrily, inserted the eight-foot-long steel spear into the mud, made a horse stance, and raised his hands high.
The war horse raised its hooves and kicked down, carrying a thousand catties of power, like wind and thunder.
Everyone's eyes widened.
The strength of a horse is far more than twice that of an ordinary person. Coupled with the pressure of its weight, is this strength a human being can resist?
"be careful."
"Hide quickly."
"General, get out of the way."
The moment they saw the horses raising their hooves, all the soldiers couldn't help shouting.
However, all they saw was that the man seemed to be frightened by the galloping horses in front of him, and he actually stood there motionless.
Everyone closed their eyes, fearing that what they would see later was a bloody and trampled corpse.
"Hush!"
Dust was flying on the field, and I heard the roar of the war horse, and the hooves fell down, with a bang, like the sky falling and the earth falling.
The dust gradually dispersed, and the soldiers of both armies opened their eyes and stared blankly at the scene in front of them.
In the battlefield, a majestic giant held his head high, raised his hands high, and actually caught the hooves that were knocked down by the war horse.
Zhang Fei's muscles all over his body were trembling, and the ground beneath his feet was about to crack, but his legs seemed to be taking root, without any ripples.
People were shocked!
Two hands and one horse's power!
Is this something humans can do?
The young Yellow Turban Army soldier on the war horse was even more at a loss and froze on the spot.
Bocai saw that his army was frightened and did not dare to move forward. All his generals were also shocked and became furious. He shouted: "What are you doing standing still? Kill him."
The seven Yellow Turban generals who were still on the field woke up from a dream and picked up their weapons one after another to kill Zhang Fei. This was the best time.
No one expected Zhang Fei to be so powerful in martial arts. He was so good at wielding a steel spear that he couldn't find any flaws.
Now he actually stuck the steel spear on the ground. He had no weapon in his hand, which was a good opportunity for a sneak attack.
"General, be careful!"
The soldiers on the tower were making noises, waving flags and shouting.
Zhang Fei grinned and shouted: "Get out!"
The veins on his forehead were beating violently, and with all his strength, he knocked the war horse to the ground.
Almost at the same time as he overturned the man and the horse, he quickly grasped the eight-foot-long steel spear with his right hand, dodged to avoid the spear of the horse, turned around and swept the man off the horse.
The steel spear weighing tens of kilograms was as light as a feather. He slapped it in his hand and blocked the attack of the two weapons on the right. He pushed and pulled it with his backhand.
Bang bang!
Both riders will fall off their horses directly.
They were not dragged off the horse by Zhang Fei, but Zhang Fei blocked the weapon and pressed down with his backhand. Unable to withstand the terrifying force, they were forcefully pushed off the horse.
In less than ten breaths, only four people were left on the field, and six people were lying on the ground, wailing in agony.
"Come again!"
Zhang Fei just felt very happy.
Although he is from Youzhou and has excellent riding skills, what the world doesn't know is that Zhang Fei is actually better at fighting on foot.
You can tell by looking at his body shape that he has a majestic body and an amazing physique. An ordinary war horse cannot bear such a body, so he dare not use his full strength on the horse for fear that the war horse will be crushed by him.
Now that I'm on the ground, I just hate that the sky has no control and the earth has no rings. I can use all my strength. It's really so satisfying and refreshing. I have to fight again.
It can be seen that seeing this god-like power, the remaining four yellow scarf generals did not dare to come again. They turned their horses' heads, patted them and fled.
When Bo Cai saw this scene, his lungs almost exploded with anger, and he shouted: "Kill, the whole army goes out, kill that black guy for me! Whoever can kill him will be rewarded with a hundred golds!"
The Yellow Turban Army had already ran seventy or eighty meters away and approached the central battlefield. After hearing the order, they advanced again.
But at this time, Zhang Fei grabbed an ownerless horse, turned over, opened his eyes wide, raised his spear and shouted angrily: "Who dares to come and die!"
Behind him, on the city tower, more than ten thousand officers and soldiers shouted loudly to build up their momentum.
What is important when marching and fighting is momentum.
Momentum is a very mysterious thing. If an army has high morale, fights bravely, and has a fierce momentum, then even if it encounters enemies several times their size, it will often be unable to withstand them and be defeated by them.
When the officers and soldiers saw Zhang Fei's power, their low morale after being besieged for days continued to rise. They were all excited and wanted to leave the city immediately to fight to the death.
On the other hand, although the Yellow Turban Army seemed to have a large number of people, Zhang Fei stood there alone, looking at each other angrily. Everyone who was looked at by him seemed to have been cast a restraining spell, and they did not dare to take a step closer, leaving everyone in the Yellow Turban Army to stand there.
The petty bosses, leaders, and generals of the hierarchy were urging them to do so, but they did not dare to move forward at all.
"Hahahahaha!"
Zhang Fei looked up to the sky and laughed: "Come here, tie up these ignorant guys for me. I promise General Huangfu and General Zhu to capture a few prisoners and bring them back to serve as food and drinks."
The officers and soldiers behind them rushed up, tied up the six Yellow Turban generals who were lying on the ground wailing, and took them into the city.
It was only then that Zhang Fei snorted coldly and turned his horse back to the city.
Approaching the city, Zhang Fei quickly patted his horse, accelerated his speed and trotted into the city.
One against ten is barely enough, but with more than one hundred thousand people, no matter how brave you are, you can't really defeat ten thousand people.