Plain War (Part 2)
As he watched Chen Sun's figure turn into a black dot in the distance, Zhang Wu coldly smiled and resolutely turned around to rush towards the horse.
"Death..."
Liu Bei's double swords struck suddenly, and the two bandits in front of him fell backwards with a thud.
"My lord is young..."
A warning shout came but was cut short, and Liu Bei's heart felt a pang, but in an instant his eyes turned icy cold. A glance to the side revealed a thief sneaking up, and Liu Bei's heart grew cold with laughter - did they think him old and weak? As he gazed out at the enemy soldiers rushing forward, Liu Bei stretched out his arm, took a deep breath, and let out a loud shout. With a swift motion, he sent the enemy flying backward, like a curved moon blade slicing through the air. He tossed the enemy soldier aside like a lead ball, sending him hurtling towards the rear of the enemy lines.
"Bang...!"
A loud crash, Liu Bei suddenly let out a loud shout, the dragon walked tiger step continuous thunder one foot hit the bandit general's chest, accompanied by a cracking sound, the bandit general's eyes rolled back, spitting blood non-stop, seeing only gasping for air without breathing in.
Liu Bei's eyes revealed a cold and stern expression, the double-edged sword with its chilly gleam flashed about like the scythe of the god of death, and with each swing of his hand, four or five lives slipped away quietly.
After killing for more than half a day, Liu Bei raised his head again and saw that the Jingzhou army and the bandits were in chaos. The soldiers who had been wearing armor and holding spears with cold glints on their tips came rushing forward one after another from behind.
Liu Bei's mouth corner suddenly flowed out a hint of smile, and in an instant, a loud roar pulled Liu Bei's mind back.
"You treacherous thief, come and surrender your life to me."
Liu Bei followed the sound and looked over, but it was a thief general holding a cold war knife in his hand. A pair of eyes were crazy and red, his face was ferocious, **a white horse was unusually majestic, the white horse came like lightning, that general accompanied by angry roars, got a mighty and powerful momentum.
The newcomer was Chen Sun, the second leader of the Jiangxia bandits.
Liu Bei's mind was shaken, his hands tightly grasping the double-edged sword, his eyes revealing vigilance as he watched Chen Sun getting closer and closer. With Zhang Wu's precious horse, Lu, Chen Sun was even more formidable, his combat strength increasing by 30%.
Chen Sun saw Liu Bei's gaze fixed on him, but he didn't flinch or dodge. Chen Sun was overjoyed and thought that Liu Bei had been intimidated by his own majesty. With a sense of pride, a fierce killing intent burst out from his eyes, and the war knife in his hand transformed into an iron curtain that slashed down mercilessly.
Liu Bei let out a loud roar, his arms stretched out like an ape's, and with a sudden movement, he raised his twin swords to meet the wind, rigidly resisting Chen Sun's battle knife.
Bang...
A surge of energy from the double-edged sword poured into Liu Bei's internal organs, and Liu Bei's chest suddenly felt unstable, with a wave of dizziness. Liu Bei only felt a sweetness in his throat, and a bright light in his eyes. With a stifled groan, he forcibly suppressed the reverse blood that was about to spew out of his body.
In a moment, Liu Bei had already calmed down and looked up at Chen Sun with his eyes raised. He saw that Chen Sun was also staring at him with wide eyes.
"It's just that." Liu Bei smiled faintly, his eyes cold and murderous as he stared straight at Chen Sun.
Chen Sun's heart turned cold, and he glared at Liu Bei with a fierce gaze, shouting: "You're too arrogant, old man! Don't be so smug, watch me chop you to death!" With that, he repeatedly swung his large knife towards Liu Bei.
Liu Bei had no way to dodge, so he gritted his teeth and swung his dual swords to counterattack, in an instant, dozens of rounds passed.
……
"Scram." Zhao Yun drew his sword again, and three or four bandits fell back in disbelief. Zhao Yun's tiger eyes scanned the surroundings, fierce and cold, with a murderous aura that was both elegant and icy, like a thousand-year-old glacier.
"Zi Long."
Zhao Yun's gaze fell upon them, and it was the blood-soaked Huang Zhong and Gan Ning. Zhao Yun's mouth curled up slightly: "So it's Han Sheng and Xing Ba."
"Han Sheng, Xing Ba, have you two ever seen our master?"
Gan Ning furrowed his brow and said in a low tone, "The bandits are numerous, numbering tens of thousands. I led the army to launch a surprise attack from both sides, but we didn't see him."
"Zhōng also never." Huang Zhong shook his head.
Zhao Yun's eyebrows sank... his face suddenly turned gloomy, and with a sudden burst of strength, the veins on his arm bulged out.
"Zi Long, Han Sheng, Xing Ba..."
A sudden, urgent and excited voice came, the three of them looked over, it was Wen Ping covered in blood riding his horse out, the three of them exchanged a glance, and rushed up to him. Zhao Yun hastily asked: "Zhongye, where is my lord?"
"Look!" Wen Ping frowned and shouted: "Wen just saw Lord Xuan De leading many close guards and generals to attack the enemy, it seems that Zhang Wu and Chen Sun are in a precarious situation."
"Capture the leader first." Gan Ning also nodded in agreement with Liu Bei's move.
"How many soldiers are beside the lord?" Zhao Yun didn't care about any military strategy, his heart was anxious for Liu Bei's safety, and he hastily asked.
Wen Pin furrowed his brow and pondered, then replied uncertainly: "Less than a thousand people."
"What?" Zhao Yun exclaimed, and immediately shouted: "Zhongye, quickly go to the front to guide the way..."
"Good!" Wen Pin didn't waste any words, whipped his horse and set off. Zhao Yun also followed closely behind, like a small white dragon rushing forward. Gan Ning and Huang Zhong exchanged a glance, both of them helplessly chasing after him.
"Huh? Can't take it anymore?" Chen Sun sneered at Liu Bei, who had already spat out several mouthfuls of blood, and said harshly: "You're not very capable, are you? Continue to be capable!"
Liu Bei wiped the corner of his mouth, looked at the fresh blood in his hand, and then gazed calmly at Chen Sun, saying in a cold voice: "Don't let him escape this calamity, otherwise I will definitely chop you into pieces."
"Hmph..." Chen Sun coldly snorted, and didn't take Liu Bei's words to heart. With a sudden swing of his blade, he chopped straight at Liu Bei, the knife flashing like thunder in the sky.
"How dare you!"
A loud roar shook the air, and Zhao Yun's eyes were as sharp and cold as a thousand-year-old icy mountain. The small white dragon was like a silver light flashing by, swift as lightning, and the heroic dragon gall in his hand seemed even colder under the sunlight.
In the blink of an eye, Zhao Yun had already arrived within ten or more steps of Chen Sun. Chen Sun, facing the sudden arrival of Zhao Yun, was startled and saw that the tip of Zhao Yun's spear was heading straight for his heart. Chen Sun suddenly swung his sword towards him, followed by a loud crash.
Zhao Yun let out a cold laugh, and once again suddenly spurred his horse's belly. The little white dragon raised its head and let out a long, mournful cry, the sound like a dragon's wail. The brave dragon's gallbladder transformed into a silver dragon that suddenly shot out.
"Hmph..."
Zhoa Yun passed by Chen Sun's side, his heroic spirit slightly lowered, a few drops of bright red blood dripping onto the ground, quite vivid.
"Ding Dong..."
Chen Sun's war knife fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and then Chen Sun looked down at his throat, which was still bleeding, with an incredulous gaze. Chen Sun's lips were slightly open, and a hint of shock and hatred flashed in the depths of his eyes, as if there was also a belated regret. His throat moved up and down slightly, and then Chen Sun suddenly fell to the ground, looking like he wouldn't survive.
Liu Bei saw Zhao Yun arrive, and with one move, Chen Sun was settled. His mind suddenly relaxed, and then a great fatigue and pain came over him. Liu Bei followed with a hum, and endless darkness swallowed Liu Bei.
"My lord...my lord..."
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Ma Chao and Zhang Yi, who were watching from a distance, saw Zhao Yun kill Chen Sun with one move. The two men had different expressions.
"Haha, great kill." Zhang Wu's hands clenched into fists as he involuntarily cheered. Beside him, Ma Da cast a glance at Zhang Wu, his eyes filled with disdain. Such a person would ultimately die at the hands of their enemies.
"Let's go, General." Mada lifted his foot and withdrew backwards.
Zhang Wu was slightly stunned and asked vaguely: "Withdraw?"
Ma Da's gaze was sharp as he looked at Zhang Wu, coldly smiling: "Could it be that the great general still naively dreams of defeating Liu Bei and his men?" Ma Da let out a scornful laugh, his tone suddenly turning icy: "Great General, open your eyes wide and take a good look at the situation."
"Now that the Jingzhou army has come to its senses, many of Liu Bei's generals have escaped, and Chen Sun has died in battle. Our army's morale is greatly reduced. Hmph! Can we still defeat the Jingzhou army?"
Zhang Wu was suddenly awakened by Ma Da's scolding, and his fiery heart suddenly turned cold. He looked at the distant army that had been defeated one after another, and Zhang Wu's eyes flashed with a hint of regret.
Unfortunately, didn't kill Liu Bei... Chen Sun is hateful, really useless, deserved to die.
"That... Military Advisor, are we going to retreat back to Xiling and defend it to the death?" Zhang Wu turned his head and looked at Ma Da.
Ma Da sneered coldly and a chill flashed in the depths of his eyes as he said, "What else can be done if not withdrawing?"
"However, Daxun still has a plan that will make Liu Bei unable to take care of both ends at the same time. At that time, our army will still have an opportunity to defeat Liu Bei greatly, even kill him."
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