Zhang Fei battles Xiahou, suffers 2 damage.

  Xiahou Dun led his Qingzhou soldiers in hot pursuit of Zhang Fei, and along the way, there were scattered enemy troops who had fallen behind. Xiahou Dun, seething with rage, would not hesitate to kill them with a single spear thrust. Meanwhile, Wang Ergou, the deputy general of Cao's army, watched with wide eyes, his bright pupils flashing with intense unease and worry!

  Is General Xiahou too careless? Wang Ergou looked at the fleeing enemy army and frowned slightly.

  After a moment, Wang Erdog's face turned red as he said to Xiahou Dun: "General Xiahou, shouldn't we stop and rest for a bit? Our soldiers have been chasing for so long and are exhausted..."

  Wang Ergou was mentally prepared to withstand the endless anger from Xiahou Dun, but after waiting for half a moment, he only heard Xiahou Dun let out a soft laugh. Wang Ergou couldn't help but slightly raise his head to glance at Xiahou Dun, who narrowed his right eye as he gazed around, his furrowed eyebrows seeming somewhat dissatisfied.

  Wang Ergou hastily said to Xiahou Dun: "General Xiahou, the soldiers have been fighting with the enemy for a long time. Then they chased the enemy for more than ten miles, and it's really a bit unbearable..."

  Xiahou Dun listened and didn't scold him, but instead asked Wang Ergou: "Deputy General Wang, can a cooked duck fly?"

  Wang Ergou's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself that General Xiahou was still not giving up. Wang Ergou hesitated for a moment before saying: "General Xiahou, Zhang Fei has already been defeated, he is no longer a major threat..."

  Bang!

  Xiahou Dun glared at him, his whip pointing at Wang Erdou's face, which had a blood-red mark from the beating: "Stop your nonsense, go! In the time it takes to burn an incense stick, I want to see a mighty army as lively as a dragon...".

  Wang Ergou saw that Xiahou Dun had already lost his usual calm and composure, and couldn't help but secretly sigh. He didn't dare to disobey Xiahou Dun's fierce authority, so he just responded in a low voice: "Yes, General!"

  Xiahou Dun watched as Wang Ergou walked away, his anger slightly subsiding. He looked ahead at the road and couldn't help but think deeply.

  Zhang Fei, although defeated, still has Guan Yu, and Liu Bei has not come out yet. The large army led by Zhang Fei is clearly a mob, and after many years of fighting, Liu, Guan, and Zhang must have a batch of elite troops. Is this a conspiracy? As soon as he thought of this, Xiahou Dun slightly frowned, but his mind was immediately pulled back by a loud shout and laughter.

  As he looked ahead, a black horse stood proudly at the front intersection, with a man sitting upright on it, who was none other than Zhang Fei. At this time, Zhang Fei had a mocking smile on his face: "One-eyed dragon, you dare not come because you saw me? Haha, I really make your ancestor Xiahou Yuan feel ashamed, having an unworthy descendant like you... Tsk tsk..."

  "Ah, ah... Ring-eyed thief, stop right there!" Xiahou Dun's anger, which had slightly subsided, was once again successfully fanned into a flame by Zhang Fei. Just then, Wang Er Gou rushed over, clutching his blood-red wound, and saw Xiahou Dun chasing after a black figure with a murderous look on his face. Wang Er Gou was taken aback, and his expression changed in an instant as he shouted to the rear troops: "All of you follow me! If anything happens to General Xiahou, I'll die before I let any of you off... You'll all have to pay with your lives!"

  Xiahou Dun had completely lost his former general's demeanor and calmness in the commander's tent, now he was like a gambler who had lost money, his bloodshot eyes staring fixedly at Zhang Fei without blinking.

  "Getting closer, getting closer......" Xiahou Dun shouted loudly in his heart.

  "Take my life..." Xiahou Dun shouted loudly, his iron spear flashing like lightning into Zhang Fei's occipital bone. Zhang Fei's head seemed to have grown eyes, and with a slight nod, the spear passed through his hair. Zhang Fei let out a loud "hei", and his snake halberd suddenly shot out, Xiahou Dun only felt a swift breaking wind sound coming towards him. In the blink of an eye, Xiahou Dun leaned back, barely avoiding Zhang Fei's flashing halberd that was filled with endless killing intent.

  "Hmph..." Zhang Fei and Xiahou Dun clashed hastily, neither gaining the upper hand, both letting out a snort through their noses.

  "Drink..."

  "Kill..."

  Xiahou Dun and Zhang Fei let out a loud roar at the same time, one black shadow and one yellow shadow clashed together. The momentum generated by their confrontation caused the fallen leaves on the ground to move without wind, and some were even crushed and broken by this powerful energy.

  At some unknown time, Guan Yu arrived at this place and silently gazed at the circle where Zhang Fei and Xiahou Dun were fighting. After a moment of concentration, the worry in his eyes dissipated. Although Xiahou Dun was strong, Zhang Fei was not weak either. It seemed that they were evenly matched for now, but it was only because Xiahou Dun's desperate stance had restricted Zhang Fei's movements, preventing him from fully displaying his skills.

  Leaving aside Zhang Fei and Xiahou Dun's battlefield, on the other hand, Cao Jun's deputy general Wang Er Gou was anxious in his heart, and hastily led a large army to rush over. When he reached halfway, he was intercepted by Zhou Cang and Guan Ping, two generals who led 1,000 soldiers!

  Cao Jun was in a brief chaos, Wang Er Gou suppressed the anxious mood in his heart, and his expression calmed down. One by one, he issued orders in an orderly manner. Wang Er Gou was indeed a qualified deputy general. The more than 3,000 Cao army also lived up to their reputation as the elite troops of Qingzhou. Under Wang Er Gou's command, the Cao army also launched a counterattack, sweeping away Guan Ping and Zhou Cang!

  It is often said: Under absolute force, everything else is meaningless talk.

  Guan Yu saw Guan Ping and Zhou Cang's predicament at a glance, his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of murderous intent. With a push of his legs against the horse's belly, the Red Hare Horse shot towards the battlefield like a red light, with the main army following closely behind to join the battle, and Guan Er Ye rushed straight towards Wang Er Gou who was commanding the army.

  Guan Yu was indeed a tiger general of the world, worthy of his reputation as the posthumous Martial Saint. With his Green Dragon Crescent Blade flashing with green light, anyone who dared to block his way would be cut in half by the blade.

  Blood splattered everywhere, with some even having their small intestines spilled out and scattered all over the ground... Their deaths can only be described as tragic!

  Wang Ergou concentrated his mind to respond to the sudden ambush, but in an instant, Wang Ergou felt that something was not quite right. The ambushing troops seemed a bit weak? Seemed weak to the point of being abnormal?

  Or it can be said that the ambush of the great army can be described as a mob, Wang Er Gou frowned, and in an instant, it was a strict military order to pounce on and kill... After years of war, Wang Er Gou developed a cautious habit, no matter what the situation, Wang Er Gou always responded with 120% spirit!

  Suddenly, the outer soldiers were in an uproar. Wang Ergou's heart suddenly thumped violently, and he was shocked and uncertain. The next scene made him stare with wide eyes. Even when Wang Ergou was "dizzy", he couldn't understand how one person's bravery could be so powerful?

  A fiery red horse with a green parrot feather cloak, riding on it was a powerful and majestic general. With one swing of his large knife, he seemed to be like a blue dragon, twisting and turning left and right. Amidst the sound of a dragon's roar, Cao's soldiers clashed with him. What they met were sharp and cold gleams of light, which had not yet entered Guan Yu's three-foot radius before being cut down by his crescent moon knife.

  "He is alone, brothers... charge!" Cao's army let out a trembling shout, their voices clearly lacking in confidence. Yet still dozens of Cao soldiers closed in on Guan Yu, their blades and spears glinting with endless cold light under the sunlight.

  "Get out of the way..." Guan Yu saw Danfeng's eyes wide open, and suddenly let out a loud roar, his voice like thunder, full of murderous intent... In an instant, dozens of Cao soldiers were killed by Guan Yu, scattered all over the place... At this moment, Wang Ergou suddenly remembered a rumor in the Cao army.

  Kill Yan Liang, behead Wen Chou, cross the five passes, and behead the six generals. His bravery is unparalleled in the world, his name is... Lord Guan of Hanshouting, Marquis Guan. For a long time, Wang Er Gou has been admiring the unknown General Guan.

  To be a man like Guan Gonghou, enfeoffed as a marquis and hanging his seal. Not disappointing this life. Now, Wang Er Gou can finally see his divine power, but in such a scene.

  Wang Ergou's mouth revealed a hint of bitter smile, seeing Guan Yu's approaching figure. Wang Ergou suddenly let out a loud shout, snatched a long spear, and with all his might, stabbed at Guan Yu... Guan Yu saw that Wang Ergou had such bravery, his eyes swept over with a hint of appreciation. He originally wanted to kill him directly, but seeing Wang Ergou's courage and commanding ability, Guan Yu suddenly changed his mind. With a flick of his wrist, the blade's edge turned to its back, and with a "thud", Wang Ergou fell unconscious, his eyes blacking out.

  Guan Yu suddenly saw the Cao army and his own men killing each other, his thick eyebrows furrowed, and with a swift motion, he raised the tip of his knife to Wang Er Gou's "corpse" and coldly shouted: "You have already died, those who do not surrender are examples..."

  Guan Yu's cold voice reverberated through the sky, and the surrounding Cao army witnessed Guan Yu's mighty power, their hearts filled with trepidation...

  Alone and unaided, he charged into the midst of Cao's army, which was heavily guarded, yet he could still kill with ease... This kind of ability is rarely seen in the world.

  The soft and gentle General Guan Yu, with his crescent moon blade, caused the faces of Cao's soldiers to stiffen slightly! Guan Yu's eyes flashed with icy coldness as he swept his gaze around, shouting: "If you don't surrender now, when will you?"

  The surrounding Cao army was stunned for a moment, and then one of the Cao soldiers involuntarily dropped his weapon and said with a trembling voice: "I want to surrender, I want to surrender... Don't kill me..."

  With the first one taking the lead, there will inevitably be a second one...

  In an instant, Cao's army was captured by Guan Yu's troops, and Guan Yu felt relieved when he saw this. He thought to himself that Xuan'er's clever idea had really worked. As Xuan'er had said, if they could defeat the enemy without a fight, why not do it?

  At this time, Xiahou Dun also came to his senses, looking at his men being slaughtered like pigs, and his anger grew even more. His right eye stared like a bronze bell, and he angrily rebuked: "Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, you are despicable and shameless, taking advantage of my unpreparedness..."

  Zhang Fei also saw the situation of his second brother Guan Yu and Cao's army, ignoring the severe injuries on his body, he burst out laughing loudly, pointing at Xiahou Dun with his snake spear and sneering: "Xiahou Dun, you'd better stop cursing now, save your energy for a fierce battle with me, today is your day of doom, humph..."

  Xiahou Dun also found it unfavorable, panting heavily, and fought a fierce battle with Zhang Fei for over a hundred rounds. His strength was greatly depleted, his body was covered in wounds, and blood stains seeped through the gaps of his armor, flowing down from them.

  Looking at the enemy army all over the crossroads, Xiahou Dun sighed: "Is Heaven destroying me, Xiahou Yuan, here?"

  Having said that, Xiahou Dun took advantage of Zhang Fei's inattention and charged towards him on horseback. His iron spear shot out with a loud noise. Zhang Fei gazed at Xiahou Dun for a moment, feeling a pang of regret in his heart, but he did not expect Xiahou Dun to be so cunning. Before he could react, the iron spear was already within inches of his body. With a hint of resentment, Zhang Fei thrust out his snake halberd.

  Bang!

  "Hmph..."

  Xiahou Dun's iron spear knocked Zhang Fei's snake halberd aside, and with undiminished force thrust into Zhang Fei's chest.

  A loud cracking sound rang out.

  Xiahou Dun's spear shattered Zhang Fei's chest armor, and the armor broke into pieces like it had been hit by a heavy hammer. Zhang Fei's face turned white in an instant, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Xiahou Dun saw that Zhang Fei was not dead yet, and he was somewhat astonished. He let out a sinister laugh, and then stabbed out with his spear again!

  At this time, a loud roar filled with infinite anger and fury came, "Xiahou Dun, you dare..."

  Guan Yu had been watching from the rear and saw Xiahou Dun take advantage of Zhang Fei's distraction. With a loud cry, Guan Yu immediately spurred on his Red Hare horse towards Zhang Fei. Xiahou Dun thrust his spear at Zhang Fei, and Guan Yu thought for sure that Zhang Fei was done for. But to his surprise, Zhang Fei seemed only to be wounded and not in mortal danger, which slightly eased Guan Yu's mind. Seeing Xiahou Dun about to strike again, Guan Yu's anger and shock reached new heights.

  Guan Yu let out a loud roar, his Green Dragon Crescent Blade flashing like an enraged dragon as he charged straight at Xiahou Dun. Guan Yu's anger-filled slash was full of power, and Xiahou Dun felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his whole body turning cold.

  Xiahou Dun's heart was filled with a chill, fearing that before he could even kill Zhang Fei, Guan Yu would already have stabbed him to death with a single slash of his blade, and he would be dead beyond all hope!

  At this juncture, Xiahou Dun exerted all his strength and swung his spear in a wide arc, just colliding with Guan Yu's sword tip.

  "Boom..."

  Xiahou Dun's tiger mouth split open, the iron spear in his hand crashed to the ground, and his right hand was instantly numb. Xiahou Dun looked at Zhang Fei who had been covered by Guan Yu behind him, feeling unwilling to give up, he secretly sighed: "Heaven does not help me, what can I do...?"

  Xiahou Dun wanted to draw his sword and kill himself, but a hurried voice came from beside his ear: "General Xiahou, don't be alarmed, Li Dian is here..."

  Following the sound and leaving, only one general led thousands of Cao's troops to come and go. Xiahou Dun took a look, it was his general Li Dian.

  Without hesitation, Xiahou Dun spurred his horse and galloped towards Li Dian.

  With the hope of survival, would Xiahou Dun still commit suicide?

  "As Xiahou Dun said: 'The essence of one's parents' blood and flesh, how can it be abandoned? A good body, cannot be given to the enemy...'"