Chapter 61: Gun Challenges Huangfu Song

  Huangfu Song hastily went to the west gate, but Xu Feng had already placed Ma Wu and others at the west gate. Ma Wu was surrounded by tens of thousands of Yellow Turbans, making the west gate as secure as a copper wall and iron fortress, with countless people guarding it. This made Huangfu Song's heart skip a beat, and the classic phrase from Big Uncle Mountain suited him perfectly: "At this moment, my heart is cool and dripping."

  "Kill, Brother Feng has given the order, not one will be left." With Ma Wu's single command, except for the two thousand soldiers guarding the city gate, the remaining eight thousand men and horses, like a stormy wolf, instantly poured in. Huangfu Song hid in the crowd, hastily frightened and fled to the south gate, originally there were still several thousand soldiers by his side, but after Ma Wu's crazy slaughter, only less than a thousand people remained after a few rounds.

  Looking around, the number of soldiers beside him was getting smaller and smaller, while the Yellow Turbans were inexplicably increasing in number. Not only were there heavily armed guards at all four gates, but also a large number of Yellow Turban soldiers kept emerging from underground, everywhere was filled with soldiers wearing yellow headscarves, countless as far as the eye could see, the sound of killing and wailing filled the air. Huangfu Song's heart was bleeding, he looked at the sparse troops beside him, beat his chest and stamped his feet, and let out a long sigh. Last time, he was pursued by Xu Feng and barely escaped with his life thanks to Sun Jian's timely rescue. This time, it seemed that not only would he be finished, but also Sun Jian would be dragged down with him.

  Just thinking of attacking the city before, Sun Jian reminded himself not to fall into Guo Tu's trickery. At this time, Huangfu Song was filled with regret, his intestines were almost destroyed.

  "Huangfu old man, where are you?" Zhang Fei shouted while charging forward, he had no choice but to take down Huangfu Song's head in order to have a good drink.

  "Ah, there are quite a few officers and soldiers here, let's take care of them first." Zhang Fei led the cavalry in a whirlwind charge towards Huangfu Song and his men. Since Huangfu Song was mixed in with the crowd and it was dark and chaotic, Zhang Fei didn't notice him. However, as long as they were officers and soldiers, Zhang Fei couldn't ignore Xu Feng's orders. No choice, might as well take them out too. A thousand cavalry against a thousand defeated soldiers, the outcome is obvious."

  Over a thousand soldiers, in the blink of an eye, more than half were killed. At this moment, a timid soldier suddenly pointed to the fleeing general beside him and shouted loudly: "General, spare your life! Huangfu Song is here!"

  "Oh? Huangfu old man is actually hiding here, heaven really opens one's eyes, finally let me find you. Huangfu Song, you say you are also a famous general of the generation, but you mix in the crowd and hide, isn't it laughable."

  "Ah..." Huangfu Song was identified, a cold light flashed in the corner of his eye, and with one knife, he beheaded the soldier who had identified him. Seeing Zhang Fei's cavalry forming a surrounding formation, blocking his way to go, Huangfu Song let out a long sigh, gritted his teeth, and stood up straight.

  "Zhang Fei, you are brave and extraordinary, your martial arts skills are not weak, why do you want to surrender to the Yellow Turbans and help that evil thief Xu Feng..." Huangfu Song's tone softened, his voice suddenly became gentle, and he actually wanted to persuade Zhang Fei.

  "Old lady, you're talking nonsense! You actually think I, Zhang Fei, would surrender? Don't you know what kind of person I am? I'm not someone who betrays their lord!" Zhang Fei was furious and spurred his horse forward, ready to take down Huangfu Song.

  "Now you are just an ordinary soldier, if you surrender, I will make you a general, and when the time comes, you will sit in high office, ride a fine horse, bring glory to your ancestors, and be honored in public. Isn't that wonderful? You are so brave, but Xu Feng doesn't know how to use you well. Zhang Fei, think carefully, why not abandon the dark and follow the light, make an early decision, don't mislead yourself." Huangfu Song exhausted his brain, displaying his best eloquence in a lifetime, performing with great skill and flair, unfortunately, it was all for nothing.

  "He's not done yet, is he? Xu Feng has been kind to me and has feelings for the people, even my old man praises him as being quite good. But you're over here chattering away, calling him a villain with every word! You really... deserve... to die!" Zhang Fei's temper flared up, his hair standing on end, his steel teeth clenched tightly, and even his speech became eerily cold. His bloodthirsty tiger eyes locked onto Huangfu Song, making the latter feel a chill run down his spine. Just as he thought of escaping, Zhang Fei let out a loud roar: "You can leave if you want, but leave your head behind!"

  After hearing this sentence, Huangfu Song almost got angry and vomited blood. People can leave, but their heads must stay behind. If their heads are left behind, can they still breathe?

  Behind Huangfu Song, the officials and soldiers were killed by the remaining cavalry while the two men spoke. The ground was littered with bodies, some stacked on top of each other like a human tower, filling the air with a bloody stench that pierced the nostrils. The scene was filled with desolation and killing intent, leaving Huangfu Song feeling sorrowful. He thought back to his past battles, where he had killed enemies and beheaded generals with ease. Huangfu Song was unwilling to accept this fate, even in death. He refused to die at the hands of the Yellow Turban rebels.

  "Thud, thud", Zhang Fei's warhorse, step by step, slowly approached Huangfu Song. Feeling its master's strong killing intent, the horse's eyes also became fierce and violent. Even Huangfu Song could sense its intense resentment, as if it was saying "You dare to provoke my master, you really deserve to die."

  "Don't bother, I'll do it myself." Huang Fu Song was alone, surrounded by the enemy, with no reinforcements outside and strong foes within. He didn't want to die at the hands of his enemies, so he resolutely drew out his treasured sword to preserve his dignity.

  With a "whoosh" of an arrow, in the empty space, a cold star flashed, and a swift and fierce arrow shot towards Huangfu Song's wrist. With a "thud", it hit his wrist firmly, causing Huangfu Song to let out a pained cry. His wrist shook, and his treasured sword fell to the ground instantly.

  "Who is it?" Zhang Fei was taken aback, turned around and took a look. On the rooftop of the house opposite him, there was an additional silly-looking man with a foolish grin. It was none other than Li Er'niu, the Tiger Guard.

  "Have you forgotten Commander Guan's orders? Only after killing Huangfu Song can we drink to our heart's content. If he kills himself, you won't have the chance to drink freely." Li Er Niu chuckled and said.

  "That's right, thank you." Zhang Fei nodded and thanked Li Erniu, worried that things would change, and hastily mounted his horse, grasped his spear, and galloped straight towards Huangfu Song.

  The war horse galloped like a whirlwind, flying forward at high speed, not bringing shame to its master. Zhang Fei merged with his spear, using all his strength to make a full-force strike, a silver light flashing like a shooting star, heading straight for Huangfu Song.

  There was no scream, for there was no time left for him to scream. The cavalry looked up and were shocked to find that there was no sign of Huangfu Song on the ground. When Zhang Fei turned his horse's head around, they only then discovered that Zhang Fei's right hand was raised high, with a blood-stained spearhead above it, black hair fluttering in the wind, fresh blood splashing everywhere, and on the tip of the spear, there was a bloody head, which belonged to Huangfu Song. However, his corpse had vanished without a trace.

  "Why just the head?" someone cried out in puzzlement.

  "Do you need to ask? Of course it's because Zhang Fei's move was too fierce, his speed was too fast, one spear thrust and the man's head was beheaded, the corpse must have flown who-knows-where."

  "Ah, is this really happening? Someone's head has been chopped off, at what speed?" The crowd heard this and cried out in alarm.

  To know, Zhang Fei's weapon was a snake halberd, which is a bit strange long spear. The long spear is sharp and wants to lift the person's head, it's easy, but the body will also be lifted with it. However, only letting the head be lifted, the body separates from the brain, this kind of thing, not to mention seeing it, everyone has never even heard of it. Everyone's eyes looked at Zhang Fei, all were shocked stiff.

  PS: I updated less yesterday, here I apologize to all friends.