Chapter 41: Spark of War

  Pan Feng closed his eyes and sat quietly, cultivating his spirit. The soldiers under his command rested around him, but all kept a distance of over ten feet away, not daring to approach Pan Feng's surroundings.

  Suddenly, Pan Feng opened his eyes and looked towards the east.

  Splash!

  Pan Feng stood up, grabbed the giant axe beside him, and his eyes were filled with a strong desire to fight.

  "Be on guard!"

  At the loud shout, the soldiers immediately stood at attention and followed Pan Feng's gaze. At this moment, all the soldiers were extremely tense, gripping their steel knives tightly. In the distance, a black line appeared on the horizon, growing clearer by the second. In an instant, the distance between the two sides narrowed, and Pan Feng saw the people charging towards him clearly.

  "Bandit of Montenegro!"

  Pan Feng's voice was low and stern, with a cold smile on his face, and disdain in his eyes.

  Everyone in sight was wrapped in a yellow scarf, dressed as Yellow Turban soldiers. The Black Mountain Bandits were the name for Zhang Yan's soldiers, but essentially, all of Zhang Yan's soldiers were Yellow Turbans, and the only Yellow Turbans in Wujun County were the Black Mountain Bandits. Pan Feng had no fear in his eyes, his fighting spirit was high, and the large axe he held finally had a chance to be used.

  "Kill"

  A chaotic shout rose from among the Black Mountain bandits.

  In front of Hei Shan Zei, a tall and majestic general shouted: "Kill all the officers and soldiers, plunder all the war horses."

  In an instant, countless black mountain bandits burst into a frenzy, exerting their strength and charging forward.

  Pan Feng's face was stern, his large axe swung through the air as he mounted his horse. In a deep voice, he commanded: "Leave 300 men to guard the warhorses, Ma Teng will lead 100 men with me in a charge!" Pan Feng rode at the front, and Ma Teng quickly gathered 100 soldiers. With his large axe pointing forward, Pan Feng raised his head and bellowed: "Kill!"

  "Kill!!"

  A loud and clear cry, like a thunderclap, broke the silence.

  "Ta-da! Ta-da!!!"

  With the sound of horseshoes, Pan Feng led his troops to kill. In just a moment, Pan Feng had already taken out the giant axe and killed into the Black Mountain bandits. This big axe hung with a sharp whistle, flying up and down, only to see the silver light flashing, and a burst of fresh blood splashing in the air.

  "Kill! Kill!"

  Pan Feng killed with great enthusiasm, his giant axe flying continuously.

  Under Pan Feng's command, the bandits were instantly dispersed and no match for his soldiers.

  "A mob!"

  Pan Feng smiled with a slanted eye, his great axe flying about as he indulged in releasing the murderous intent in his heart. When Pan Feng and the Black Mountain bandits were engaged in battle, Liu Bei and Xiahou Dun simultaneously received news of it. Both of them knew that there was still another hidden group of Black Mountain bandits, so they both let out a sigh of relief in their hearts, thinking it fortunate that this group of Black Mountain bandits had appeared in such haste; if they had emerged after the battle began, the situation would have been uncontrollable.

  Xiahou Dun thought for a moment, then ordered: "Get close immediately and prepare to strike." With one order, the 100 guards under his command set off, rushing towards Pan Feng's position.

  At the same time, Liu Bei also gave the order to advance.

  Two teams approached, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

  Pan Feng wielded the giant axe to chase and kill, the Black Mountain bandits retreated in defeat. The leader of the Black Mountain bandits saw that things were not going well and immediately shouted: "The government troops are fierce, retreat!" The Black Mountain bandits retreated like a tide, Pan Feng ordered Ma Teng to lead the troops to pursue them, while he leisurely returned with the giant axe. Over 100 soldiers pursued, and the team suddenly lost some of its strength.

  Xiahou Dun saw that the power under Pan Feng's command was weakening, and he looked at Xiahou Yuan and said: "Miao Cai, the Black Mountain bandits suddenly appeared and disrupted the deployment of the government troops. I will now take fifty men to kill them out and lure out another branch of troops. When the enemy's strength is fully exposed, you will follow up and wipe out both the government troops and the other branch of troops."

  "I understand!"

  Xiahou Yuan's expression was stern, and he nodded in response.

  "Men, follow me and kill!"

  Xiahou Dun let out a loud roar, his eyes gleaming fiercely as he charged forward with his nine-foot-long sword. The fifty guards launched a charge, and Xiahou Dun's sword flashed in the sunlight, its blade shining with a dazzling cold light.

  Pan Fengmei raised an eyebrow and coldly said: "Looking for death!"

  "Follow me and kill the enemy!"

  Pan Feng brandished his giant axe and charged towards Xiahou Dun.

  In a flash, two warhorses met, Xiahou Dun swung his sword and chopped out, while Pan Feng raised his giant axe to meet him.

  "Ah!"

  Weapons collided, sparks splashed everywhere at the point of impact, and a burnt smell could be detected.

  Xiahou Dun thought to himself that this guy's strength was quite impressive, but Xiahou Dun remained calm and fearless. With one swift motion, he chopped down Mount Hua, shouting "Take your death!" His large knife transformed into a cold, elegant flash of light, chopping towards Pan Feng. The momentum of the knife was fierce, and Pan Feng met it with his own large axe, blocking Xiahou Dun's attack. Although Pan Feng had managed to block Xiahou Dun's attack, defense alone would not be enough in the long run, and he gradually began to feel overwhelmed.

  The two clashed, and Liu Bei seized the opportunity to order: "Second brother, third brother, you two will each deal with one person. Ride your horses up and kill them directly. I'll lead the soldiers to attack the government troops and their guards, and we'll win in one move."

  "I understand!"

  Guan Yu and Zhang Fei both agreed, with high morale.

  "Grandpa Zhang is here!"

  A thunderous voice rang out, Zhang Fei held the 18-foot snake spear, with a heroic spirit and shouted: "Second brother, I'll kill the one holding the halberd, you kill the one holding the big axe." Zhang Fei's eyes were filled with intense fighting spirit and strong confidence. Before this, Zhang Fei had been waiting impatiently, now he found the opportunity and rushed out eagerly to kill.

  Guan Yu stroked his long beard under his chin and followed by riding out to kill.

  Zhang Fei's black steed galloped like the wind, and in a flash, he charged into the battlefield. He burst out laughing, his snake spear thrust forward, and with one move, he separated Xiahou Dun and Pan Feng. He glared at Xiahou Dun and shouted: "You little brat, your opponent is Zhang Fei!"

  Pan Feng was furious, not expecting someone to stir up trouble. But before Pan Feng could speak, a green figure rushed over, a long knife blocking Pan Feng's path. Guan Yu held the Green Dragon Crescent Blade and shouted: "Your opponent is from our house!"

  Xiahou Dun was enraged, saying: "Black face, look at the knife." The nine-foot long knife rotated in mid-air and slashed out. Zhang Fei's spear thrust out like a poisonous snake spitting its tongue, colliding with the big knife in an instant. Under the fierce impact, Xiahou Dun retreated three steps, his face shocked. His hand grasping the hilt of the knife couldn't help but tremble slightly. Before he could react, Zhang Fei's spear had already struck again.

  "Not good!"

  Xiahou Dun knew something was amiss and hastily fended him off.

  But this spear thrust made him feel powerless to resist.

  "Whoosh!!"

  An arrow shot swiftly towards Zhang Fei.

  Zhang Fei was ambushed from behind, and the snake spear in his hand involuntarily changed direction, knocking away the incoming arrows. It was at this moment that Xiahou Dun avoided danger, while Xiahou Yuan charged forward with his spear on horseback. Xiahou Yuan's charge instantly added a burst of energy to their forces. The two men joined forces, one wielding a long sword and the other a large spear, with heavy sword momentum and swift spear thrusts, continuously attacking Zhang Fei.

  The two men complemented each other and blocked Zhang Fei's attack, and their guards also took advantage of the situation to counterattack.

  On the other side, Guan Yu and Pan Feng engaged in combat.

  Guan Yu's Green Dragon Crescent Blade transformed into a green rainbow, and under the icy blade light, Pan Feng retreated repeatedly, unexpectedly not being Guan Yu's opponent in three moves. After exchanging blows for three rounds, seeing that he couldn't take down Pan Feng, Guan Yu's reddish face grew even redder, turning into scarlet cheeks.

  "Die!"

  Guan Yu let out a loud roar and charged towards Pan Feng with his Green Dragon Crescent Blade.

  Pan Feng refused to give up and prepared for another battle.

  "Hmph!!"

  A flash of unmatched sword light swept across Pan Feng's neck, and Pan Feng widened his eyes with an incredulous expression. He didn't understand why the person in front of him would make such a ferocious move, but as the giant axe fell to the ground, his body crashed down, and he had already lost consciousness.

  Pan Feng was killed, and Guan Yu freed his hands to help Liu Bei.

  At this time, the soldiers under Liu Bei's command were steadily suppressing the government troops and Xiahou Dun's guards. At this moment, Wang Lei brought with him Tian Wei and his soldiers had already arrived, some of whom were wounded because the wounded were the black mountain bandits who appeared earlier, which was a trick used by Wang Lei to break the balance, sending soldiers disguised as black mountain bandits, only allowing defeat but not victory, breaking the balance.

  Now that the three forces are at war with each other, his chance has come.