Three Kingdoms Dance of Heroes 050. Probe.

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  Liu Xuan listened to Gan Ning's urgent words, and couldn't help but smile. Looking at Gan Ning's broad back, Liu Xuan's mouth revealed a hint of satisfaction.

  "Gan Ning has already fallen into my hands, hum... Jingzhou is not something that can be taken down in a short time..." Liu Xuan slightly furrowed his brow and thought to himself: "Cao Cao is eager to recover Ji, Qing, Bing, and You four provinces, he wants to thoroughly pacify Ji, Qing, Bing, and You, it won't do without several years of effort. As the saying goes, 'eating a meal one mouthful at a time', seven years... should be enough to lay out the plans..."

  The shouting and killing sounds ahead grew louder, Liu Xuan furrowed his brow, thinking to himself: "Could it be that Zhang Wu and Chen Sun have abandoned the city defense to engage in a field battle?" He looked around, beckoned a guard over, and asked with a frown: "Do you know where this place is?"

  This guard was left by Liu Bei for Liu Xuan as a personal soldier, with 100 guards following him, all of whom were renowned Dan Yang elite soldiers in the world. After undergoing Chen's strict training, their combat effectiveness became even more powerful.

  The guard heard Liu Xuan's question and hastily gathered beside him, responding: "Young master, this appears to be the outskirts of the capital."

  "Jing Shan?" Liu Xuan was taken aback, lowered his head in contemplation, and furrowed his brow as he ordered the guard: "You quickly go and investigate what has happened."

  "Yes." The guard responded and left in a hurry, only to rush back a moment later and say: "Young master, there are enemy troops ambushing ahead. Generals Xing Daorong and Deng Fang are leading the army to resist."

  Liu Xuan suddenly heard that it was Xing Dao Rong and Deng Fang, these two goods, couldn't help but shake his head with a smile, muttering: "Are these two guys lucky or sad?" Liu Xuan looked ahead for a while, and couldn't help but chuckle secretly, patted the shoulder of the imperial guard and said: "Let's go, we'll also go take a look at what's going on!"

  Having said that, Liu Xuan didn't bother to look at the expression of the guard, and turned his horse's head towards the front battlefield, the guard saw him and hastily shouted, then rode after Liu Xuan.

  Jing Shan, Liu Bei stood on a mountain peak overlooking the scene below, gazing at Xiang Daorong and Deng Fang, two generals leading what was known as the " elite of Jingnan's four counties" and a group of mysterious "great army", entwined in a fierce battle, with mournful cries and angry roars echoing back and forth. Liu Bei looked at the mysterious great army, their clothing varied and colorful, the weapons in their hands even more diverse...

  "Fire stick, hoe, iron rod..."

  But these bandits were not weak, their shouting voices like thunder, their bodies exuding a fierce and ferocious aura that made people fearful. Liu Bei observed for a long time, and saw that Xing Daorong and Deng Fang were struggling to gain the upper hand, which had a great deal to do with it. Liu Bei furrowed his brow slightly, turned around and looked at Wen Pin, Huang Zhong, and Zhao Yun beside him, saying in a low voice: "Xing Daorong and Deng Fang led two armies of five thousand men, but didn't expect to be killed by these bandits without distinction. It seems that the combat strength of these bandits is indeed not weak."

  "Not bad, Xing Daorong is indeed rough and impetuous, but he has some military prowess, leading the army to charge and break through the siege four or five times." Wen Ping listened to Liu Bei's words and took over, saying seriously: "Although his soldiers are not elite, it is enough to show that Zhang Wu and Chen Sun are not ordinary people."

  Liu Bei nodded in deep agreement, his face filled with worry as he gazed at the battlefield. Behind him, Zhao Yun stood silently, his eyes vigilantly scanning the surroundings, diligently fulfilling his duty to protect Liu Bei's safety.

  "Huang Zhong carefully observed the development of the battle situation and suddenly spoke out: 'Lord Xian, Xing Daorong, Deng Fang is about to collapse...'"

  Liu Bei was shocked to hear this, and he quickly looked around. Wen Ping also looked in the direction of the sound. Xiang Daorong and Deng Fang's two armies were shrinking their defenses, being surrounded by the enemy like a wrapped dumpling, tightly packed together. Xiang Daorong seemed to have gone mad, leading his troops to charge left and right, but every time they reached a critical moment, they had to retreat, missing the opportunity.

  Huang Zhong saw that his eyes were slightly heavy, and when he saw Xing Daorong again, he retreated once more. His subordinates suffered even heavier casualties. Huang Zhong could see that Xing Daorong was not unwilling to charge out, but the enemy was cunning, blocking his way when Xing's momentum was exhausted, which is why he would retreat in such a sorry state.

  "Despicable." Huang Zhong muttered to himself, then turned around and looked at Liu Bei and Wen Ping with a stern expression. "Lord Xuan De, let me lead the troops to charge in and bring out Xing Daorong and Deng Fang!" He paused for a moment, his eyes scanning the battlefield again, his tone worried: "I fear that if we continue to stand by and do nothing, Xing Daorong and Deng Fang will really be buried here!"

  Liu Bei and Wen Ping, both of whom had been fighting on the battlefield for many years and were considered veteran generals, listened to Huang Zhong's words and deeply agreed with them. Liu Bei immediately slapped his thigh and said: "Han Sheng, I'll have you lead your troops to charge into Xing Daorong and Deng Fang's two armies to rescue them. I'll lead the main army with Zhang Yi to provide cover for Han Sheng."

  "Ah!" Huang Zhong responded with a sound, and Cao Cao left immediately. Liu Bei looked at the distant figure of Huang Zhong, then turned his eyes to the battlefield, his brow furrowed even tighter. He turned his head to look at Wen Ping and said in a deep voice: "Zhongye, it seems that Zhang Wu and Chen Sun have someone helping them from behind!"

  "It should be, but Wen Pin is thinking about which great talent would stoop to serve the enemy?" Wen Pin nodded heavily and said in a low voice: "Is it to show off his abilities and become famous with one battle? Or was he forced to do so?"

  Wen Ping shook his head and smiled bitterly at Liu Bei: "Duke Zhongyong, it seems that this time is not going to be easy."

  "Yes..." Liu Bei let out a slight sigh, looking at Xing Daorong and Deng Fang with deep concern as they were surrounded by the enemy army on the brink of danger. He said in a low voice: "The enemy is so stubborn, their morale is high, and their ferocity is fierce. I have never seen such soldiers since Zhang Jiao led the Yellow Turbans!"

  "General Huang has charged into the enemy ranks!" Zhao Yun suddenly exclaimed from behind.

  Liu Bei and Wen Ping looked intently, only to see Huang Zhong riding a lean blue horse, wielding his scimitar with a fierce gust of wind, cutting down anyone who dared to block him. Behind Huang Zhong, the four thousand Changsha troops charged into the enemy's formation like a sharp arrow, causing temporary chaos among the enemy ranks.

  Huang Zhong fought like a god of war, cutting down anyone who dared to fight him one by one. The fresh blood stained his armor and battle robe, but Huang Zhong remained unmoved. He continued to lead the army forward, charging towards Xing Daorong and Deng Fang. Suddenly, he shouted loudly: "Xing Daorong, Deng Fang, follow me quickly and break through the encirclement!"

  Xing Daorong, Deng Fang were originally desperate and full of regret in their hearts. Why did they have to be so eager for merit and lead the army here? Xing Daorong's body was already covered in scars, with a large axe in his hand stained with blood, having drunk who knows how much fresh blood.

  If this were in the past, Xing Daorong would have boasted proudly, but now he is not excited at all, vigilantly watching his surroundings to guard against the enemy's desperate counterattack. Hearing Huang Zhong's roar, Xing Daorong and Deng Fang followed closely behind him without hesitation, charging out of the battlefield!

  Liu Bei saw Huang Zhong charge into the enemy formation as if entering a no-man's land, and after a moment, he brought Xing Daorong, Deng Fang and the remaining defeated generals to break out of the encirclement, only then did he let out a deep breath.

  From this, several miles southeast of a hidden mountain waist, Zhang Wu and Chen Sun slightly frowned, looking at Huang Zhong like a god of war, entering the territory without anyone, killing his own army to retreat continuously, and rescuing two enemy generals who were trapped in a group. Huang Zhong's bravery made Zhang Wu, who was proud of his superior martial arts, and Chen Sun surprised and felt very thorny...

  Zhang Wu and Chen Sun exchanged a glance, both seeing the solemnity and unease in each other's eyes. The two looked at the motor on the side with a hint of surprise, but only saw it frowning as if thinking about something.

  "Mr. Ma... what to do now?" Zhang Wu coughed slightly and said weakly, "That old general is really formidable, I'm afraid only my second brother and I can fight him, Mr. Ma doesn't need to worry about it."

  Ma Da raised an eyebrow, smiled to himself and said in a low voice: "General, you are worrying too much. I was just thinking that I should have sent more troops as bait over there. Otherwise, even if we can temporarily trap the old general, we can still test the depth of Liu Bei's army..."

  "Victory and defeat are common occurrences in the military, let alone when we haven't even lost yet?" Ma Da glanced at Zhang Wu and Chen Sun with a calm expression, saying: "As for what General said, that old general's bravery is just one man's bravery. I can kill him with a flip of my hand, why should I be afraid?"

  Zhang Wu snorted, feeling embarrassed, watching as Mada walked away leisurely. He couldn't help but curse under his breath. Chen Sun approached him and whispered, "Big brother, that kid Mada is really daring, why don't little brother..."

  Chen Sun's face twisted in a grimace, his eyes bursting with infinite murderous intent: "Kill him."

  Zhang Wu's brow furrowed, and he shouted: "Second brother, you can't! Now we need to rely on him to resist the enemy Liu Bei's army. If we kill him, who will we rely on?"

  "Just because of that old general, we've been having a hard time." Chen Sun fell silent after hearing Zhang Wu's words.

  The atmosphere suddenly became dull, and after a moment, Zhang Wu sneered: "However... Mada helped us win, we are..." Zhang Wu and Chen Sun looked at each other and burst out laughing, wild and innocent.

  There is a great deal of the old heaven, I am the second in command, and Liu Bei and others are not even on my mind.