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  In the thirty-mile distance from Pingcheng, a Cao army general with thick eyebrows and a large face, his eyes gleaming with intensity, looked solemnly at a white figure in front of him. His heart felt exceptionally heavy as he gazed at the silver-armored warrior riding on a spirited white horse, reminiscent of Lü Bu's exploits in Yan Province years ago.

  Just like a lone rider charging into the enemy's formation, just like him daring to lead hundreds of cavalrymen to kill without hesitation, his moves were ruthless and swift, his killing aura was majestic and awe-inspiring, as if he was carrying on the legacy of Lü Bu.

  That silver spear danced like a silver dragon, and also like a phoenix soaring in the sky, with hundreds of birds chirping.

  Cao Jun, a great general named Li Tong, was one of Cao Cao's most courageous and strategic generals. This time, he came with Xiahou Yuan to lead the army to destroy Liu Bei, but who would have thought that plans couldn't keep up with changes? What was originally a clever plan to capture the enemy's lair turned out to be useless.

  Li Tong thought deeply, but couldn't figure out what charm Liu Bei had that made such fierce generals serve him. First it was Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, now there's the Silver Armor General. If Liu Bei is allowed to continue, won't it be... Liu Bei is indeed the Chancellor's greatest threat. It's a pity that in the past, the Chancellor valued Liu Bei's talent and spared his life, giving him an opportunity to rise and leaving behind a future problem by releasing a tiger back into the mountains.

  Li Tong was disappointed at the thought, but it was just a fleeting idea.

  Staring at the silver-armored general who was charging left and right in front of him, Li Tong was shocked and then felt a pang of heartache. This silver-armored general had charged several times, causing his own army to suffer roughly double the losses of the enemy army. How could this not make Li Tong's heart bleed and hate this silver-armored general?

  At this time, a blood-soaked Cao army general came to Li Tong's side with his spear, panting loudly and saying: "General Li, it can't go on like this. We should send out Mr. Wenhe..."

  "Not yet...it's not time..." Li Tong abruptly waved his hand to stop Cao Jiang's words of persuasion.

  "General Luo!"

  "I'll be back!" The blood-soaked General Cao said with a clenched fist.

  "What is the name of that silver-armored general?"

  Lu Zhao heard Li Tong ask for Zhao Yun's name and looked at Zhao Yun with a flash of fear and trembling in his eyes.

  Lu Chao just fought with Zhao Yun, and almost lost his life in the first move. Fortunately, he was quick-witted and managed to roll away on a donkey, barely saving his life. Even so, his shoulder was still pierced by a spear.

  "Silver Armor General seems to be called Zhao Zilong of Changshan!"

  "Zhaoyi of Changshan?"

  Li Tong stroked his chin, recalling a somewhat familiar yet strange name in his mind. After a long while, Li Tong shook his head in disappointment, gazing at the enemy army ahead and then glancing at a distant high ground to his left, his eyes lit up!

  Li Tong loudly ordered Lu Chao: "General Lu, take a thousand elite soldiers to that high ground and ambush. When Zhao Zilong breaks out of the encirclement, be sure to shoot him dead..."

  "Ah!" Lu Zhao heard Li Tong say to deal with Zhao Yun, his heart involuntarily rose to his throat, but after listening carefully, it was just an ambush, and Lu Zhao slowly calmed down and responded to Li Tong.

  Suiping City, ten miles outside the city is a yellow earth slope. Climbing up here, you can see the surrounding area of Suiping for nearly thirty miles.

  Liu Bei and Liu Xuan stood up, gazing into the distance as Guan Yu unleashed his mighty aura to defeat Xiahou Dun and Li Dian. Liu Bei and Liu Xuan couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

  "Ah, fortunately Third Uncle is fine, otherwise I would have been done for......" Liu Xuan wiped away a cold sweat from his forehead. Just now, when Xiahou Dun successfully launched a sneak attack on Zhang Fei and Zhang Fei suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, Liu Xuan's heart was hanging in mid-air.

  Afterwards, when Zhang Fei was wounded but not in danger of his life, Guan Yu again attacked with anger, and Li Dian arrived just in time to rescue Xiahou Dun. Guan Yu then angrily left Xiahou Dun behind, but he and Li Dian were soon defeated by the arriving Xiahou Yuan.

  Watching Cao Jun's two generals retreat safely, Liu Xuan felt a little regret. If these two had died, heh, Cao Cao would have been in pain for a while.

  "Hmm, it seems to be a bit of trouble..." Liu Bei ignored Liu Xuan's muttering and cast his profound gaze towards Zhao Yun, his starry eyes narrowing slightly, with a hint of worry between his eyebrows.

  Liu Xuan followed Liu Bei's gaze and saw that it was Zhao Yun and Li Tong. He only saw Zhao Yun leading hundreds of cavalrymen making a left and right charge, but unable to break through the layers of chain formations set up by Li Tong.

  Liu Xuan also furrowed his brow, looking at this situation, Zhao Yun was in a bit of trouble!

  But in an instant, Liu Xuan's furrowed sword eyebrows slowly unfolded, and the corners of his mouth also raised a slight arc, saying: "Father, it seems that we still need to trouble Father to take action personally."

  "As soon as Father rides out, no one in the world dares to be his enemy..." Liu Xuan said with a bow and a slight flattery towards Liu Bei.

  "Haha, Xuan'er, just watch as I, your father, settle the fate of the world..." Liu Bei said with a smile in response to Liu Xuan's humorous joke.

  Liu Xuan watched Liu Bei's departing back, and smiled slightly. Although his own soul was no longer "Liu Xuan", this body of his still retained the true bloodline of Liu Bei. Although Liu Bei had never openly praised him, Liu Xuan could still faintly sense Liu Bei's satisfaction and concern for him.

  ……

  "Drink..."

  Zhao Yun's handsome face was also stained with blood, looking a bit ferocious. The snow-white silver armor was covered in fresh blood, some of which was his own, but more of it was the residual bloodstains of his enemies.

  Another shot settled a small general of the enemy army, but Zhao Yun had little joy in his heart, and a worried look flashed across the depths of his eyes.

  "General Guan, General Zhang, why haven't you two arrived yet?" Zhao Yun muttered anxiously to himself.

  Zhao Yun received the order to lead 3,000 elite soldiers to wait for Xiahou Dun's defeated troops. Unexpectedly, they were met with Xiahou Yuan's large army instead. Zhao Yun had no choice but to charge into battle fearlessly. Meanwhile, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were engaged in a crucial fight against Xiahou Dun. Xiahou Yuan's arrival would surely turn the tide of the battle...

  At this thought, Zhao Yun said nothing and led several hundred elite cavalry to charge into the enemy formation. The several hundred elite cavalry under Zhao Yun's command were originally the crack troops who followed Gongsun Zan. After a round of shooting, Cao Jun's casualties suddenly increased greatly. However, after the initial chaos, it was stabilized in an instant, and Xiahou Yuan, Li Tong and others quickly commanded to form an array to defend themselves.

  Xiahou Yuan saw Zhao Yun charging at the Cao army, but it was a harassment tactic. Xiahou Yuan didn't know who Zhao Yun was, and with great anxiety for his elder brother Xiahou Dun, he handed over command to Li Tong and personally led the vanguard in a swift rush towards Guan Yu's location.

  Zhoa Yun's interception greatly delayed the central army of Cao, while the rear army was cut off by Chen's 5,000-strong force. Li Tong, however, was not a mediocre deputy general like Xiahou Dun's Wang Er Gou. Li Tong was well-versed in battle arrays and had rich combat experience. In a short time, he stabilized the central and rear armies, and led his troops to form an array to attack Zhao Yun. Several times, Zhao Yun attempted to break through the encirclement with a swift charge, but each time he was met with Li Tong's heavy counterattack that forced him back.

  The rear army was unable to withstand Chen's attack without a great general like Li Tong in command, and the two armies clashed with neither gaining the upper hand, becoming locked in a stalemate.

  Chen Dao relied on his tactics and counterbalanced Cao's army, otherwise with just 5,000 new soldiers he would have been defeated by Cao's fierce troops. But thanks to this, Chen Dao can be called a wise general!

  Li Tong gazed at the shadow of Zhao Yun killing left and right, but his eyes scanned the scene where his own soldiers were dying miserably at his hands. Li Tong's heart was filled with anger. Li Tong looked up at the sky, and after a moment, he waved his hand to let the messenger inform the left flank to give way to one road.

  Zhoa Yun had been fighting within the Cao army for several hours, and of the hundreds of elite cavalrymen who followed him in, less than a hundred remained. Zhao Yun's heart ached with grief and anger.

  In his hand, the Hualongdan gun's tip revealed a cold and frosty light. As he swung it, the Hualongdan sounded like a blue phoenix crying out, its beautiful yet mournful whistle taking away one life after another.

  Zhoa Yun didn't know if he could kill his way out of the encirclement, but he blindly slaughtered left and right. In the midst of the fierce fighting, Zhoa Yun suddenly felt a release of pressure in front of him. He raised his head to look around and found that he had already killed his way out of the encirclement. He quickly turned his head to look at his troops and saw that they were all covered in blood, as if they had just bathed in a sea of blood. As far as the eye could see, the rear was filled with the shadows of Cao's army.

  The swords and spears of Cao Jun's infantry, illuminated by the sunlight, suddenly radiated a cold glow, and a chilling murderous aura spread out like a substance. Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes as he watched the Cao army slowly approaching him, pursing his lips, with a hint of bitter smile at the corner of his mouth. Although he had broken through the encirclement, there was only one way to go - heaven knows if it's a path to death?

  The three surround and one is missing, this tactic has been passed down for a long time. Zhao Yun understood that this was the Cao army general's intention, but he had to come out himself. This might be what strategists call "Yangmou!"

  Knowing it's a trap, yet still having to take risks personally... being led by the nose! Alas, what can be done?

  Zhao Yun fought for a long time, personally feeling the difficulty of being entangled by Cao's army. Relying solely on Cao's military strength was slightly stronger than his own three thousand elite soldiers, not to mention those new recruits. Zhao Yun's eyes flashed with a hint of helplessness, thinking: "Alas... it's no use... staying here is also a dead end, maybe the path ahead is a way out?"

  Although Zhao Yun felt that hope was slim, he feared that out of the ten people who went, nine would not survive... after all, Cao's general would not let them escape so easily.

  "Charge..." Zhao Yun shouted loudly, his hand holding the hilt of his sword suddenly thrust forward. The little white dragon let out a loud whinny and with four hooves pounding the ground, it charged forward... Behind Zhao Yun, the hundred cavalrymen also quickly whipped their horses to follow closely behind him.

  After a moment, Zhao Yun looked around at the high places in front of him. His heart suddenly sank, as if there must be an ambush here. He shouted loudly: "Speed up and get through this place quickly! Speed up..."

  Over a hundred cavalrymen increased their speed again under Zhao Yun's loud urging, while the Cao army behind them could only watch as Zhao Yun and his hundred horsemen disappeared into the distance.

  Cao Jun, a member of the imperial guard, stepped forward and asked without hesitation: "General, why did you let Zhao Yun return?"

  Li Tong waved his hand and smiled: "The front has already been arranged, no need to say more. You quickly lead the troops forward, don't be slow..."

  "Uh-huh..."