Chapter 45: Skilled and Proficient

  Cao Xin led over a thousand black cavalrymen in a thunderous charge that broke through the enemy's camp.

  Human figures and blood glints flickered on the blades in hand, a group of disordered geese clouds riders had never encountered such a situation before, and were immediately submerged in this torrent.

  Cao Xin led a cavalry charge, but saw one person, who was Zhang Liao.

  "General Cao Xin of Tian Nong is here again! Zhang Wen Yuan, come and surrender quickly!" A loud shout, the black iron in his hand suddenly pointed to a not-so-distant place.

  At this moment, Zhang Liao was also staring closely at Cao Xin, and the yellow dragon hook knife in his hand flashed a hint of fierce light, while the latter's face showed a hint of joy.

  "Thief! You've come at just the right time!"

  It was almost at the same moment. The two riders killed each other in the chaotic army without prior agreement.

  Zhang Liao's face flashed a hint of joy that was hard to detect, and as he faced the approaching Cao Xin, he finally saw that his opponent was just a young general.

  Zhang Liao's martial arts skills were not to be underestimated, and he could even fight against Lü Bu for over 60 rounds. Although he was deceived by the latter's cunning plan, once he captured and killed him, Zhang Liao would be confident that he still had room to maneuver.

  It's normal to think that capturing a thief is just as good as capturing a king.

  But at this moment, his opponent was a unique person, and Zhang Liao even more ignored the hundred jin of black iron in Cao Xin's hand.

  Two horses clashed, a cold light flashed by, Zhang Liao held his knife in both hands and unconsciously raised it to meet the attack.

  "Then——!"

  The black iron greatsword descended with a momentum that could split mountains and rivers, its speed as swift as thunder.

  Even under the cold gaze of the former, this knife is even more resolute and murderous.

  "Hum——" Zhang Liao was somewhat dizzy at this moment, and a severe pain suddenly transmitted to his hand, even feeling numb. However, when Zhang Liao reacted for the first time, Cao Xin's second knife came chopping down at his waist.

  This move was once used by Cao Xin to deal with Song Xian, of course, the latter was directly split in two, and now the object has become Zhang Liao.

  A huge black knife, as big as a giant hammer, chopped down at the waist. Zhang Liao didn't care about the severe pain in his hand and instinctively dodged sideways, with both hands driving the knife to hang up.

  "Ding!"

  "Hiss......" He sucked in a breath of cool air, Zhang Liao suddenly realized the strength of his opponent's force, and couldn't help but retreat several steps with his war horse, but whispered, "So strong!"

  Zhang Liao raised his sword and took advantage of the momentum, instantly engaging in a fierce battle with Cao Xin.

  Two men on horseback, wielding swords, clashed repeatedly, displaying their bravery. Zhang Liao was astonished by Cao Xin's martial prowess, while the latter discovered that his opponent was even stronger than he had imagined.

  Barely dodging Zhang Liao's fatal blow, Cao Xing suddenly turned around and executed a Rhinoceros Looking at the Moon move, but his internal energy was involuntarily depleted by more than half.

  Others may not have noticed, and even Zhang Liao did not notice, but at this moment Cao Xin's physical strength was indeed limited. Zhang Liao was shocked by Cao Xin's martial arts, but he didn't know that Cao Xin was also anxious, because for him at this moment, using the 120-pound black iron had not yet reached the level of intuitive mastery.

  Cao Xin was a person who liked cold weapons in his previous life. Although he couldn't afford to buy a collector's item worth over 200,000 yuan at that time, his friend was an heir of cold weapons, so he had some understanding of these weapons.

  According to him, ancient generals had a multi-level understanding of weapons.

  Divided into five levels from low to high, they are: glimpse of doorway, familiar with skill, intuitive understanding, outstanding, and peak creation.

  Lü Bu's mastery of the guandao had reached an unprecedented level, otherwise there wouldn't be the saying "among men, Lü Bu". Looking at all the brave generals of the Three Kingdoms, only a few people could reach this level after Lü Bu's death.

  It's just a handful of people like Zhao Yun and Guan Yu, the Five Tiger Generals.

  Although Cao Xin had a strong foundation in martial arts later on, he could only barely reach the second stage with cold weapons, to the point of being familiar with them.

  Compared to Zhang Liao's exceptional skills at this moment, Cao Xing was far inferior. Nevertheless, relying on his foundation of several thousand years of leading, he was able to temporarily gain a slight upper hand against the opponent.

  But Cao Xin also knew that if this dragged on, even though he still had some advantages now, once the battle exceeded 150 rounds or more, he would definitely be unable to hold on.

  What to do, what to do?

  However, Cao Xin didn't have that much thinking space and narrowly dodged the opponent's slash. Cao Xin felt his hands were getting numb but still gritted his teeth and swung his sword again.

  On the other hand,

  Dian Wei and Xu Chu charged into the enemy ranks like evil spirits, their warhorses tearing through the wind, every move annihilating the last vestiges of enemy resistance.

  One hammer blow took the lives of six or seven enemy soldiers, Xu Chu's eyes were now bright red, as if the tragic scene of Xuchu Village had reappeared in his eyes. In the chaotic army, he was like a man entering an uninhabited land, and for a time, nearly a hundred Pingzhou soldiers couldn't get close to him by a single hair.

  He Qi and Zhou Yu were now approaching from the flank, compared to Dian Wei and Xu Zhu's frenzy, these two were much cleaner in their tactics. He Qi speared a bandit soldier with his spear, while Zhou Yu followed up with a pincer movement, killing according to a certain rhythm.

  One hammer and one knife, one spear and one halberd. It's as if it were the King of Hell's soul-calling notice, touching it means death, colliding with it means demise.

  In less than a short period of time, the 5,000-strong cavalry of the state of Yan and Yun had lost nearly two-thirds of its men.

  At this moment, Cao's army was even more powerful and unstoppable.

  No matter how desperately the other side resisted, they were no match for this repeated flushing and crazy flooding.

  The gaze once again converged on Cao Xin and Zhang Liao.

  Zhang Liao did not know that his side had only over a thousand men left, but he still persisted until the very end.

  Facing Cao Xin's repeated pressure, Zhang Liao quietly waited for an opportunity.

  But isn't Cao Xin also like this at this moment?

  "Drink!" A loud roar, Cao Xin's eyes had already been dyed with blood color, strongly enduring the unbearable turmoil in his heart, and suddenly he blocked Zhang Liao's attack with one knife, but let out a long drink.

  However, at this time, Cao Xin simultaneously exposed a flaw.

  "Hmph..." The yellow dragon hook knife ripped open the silver armor, stabbing into Cao Xin's chest and abdomen, splashing out a streak of crimson.

  Zhang Liao was overjoyed, thinking he had finally won.

  However, just as he was about to feel happy, he didn't notice Cao Xin's eyes revealing a hint of abnormality.

  At the same time, before the other party could react, Cao Xin suddenly glared with anger, his hair already disheveled at this moment, and a burst of heroic spirit was released between his scattered hair.

  With his left hand, Cao Xin suddenly grasped the hook-shaped dagger on his chest, revealing a wretched smile. His right hand, wielding the black iron, shot out like lightning, instantly sweeping towards Zhang Liao in anger.

  The sudden change of events left the other side caught off guard.

  The first time...

  Zhang Liao was frightened...

  Staring at the figure in front of him with disheveled hair like a dark night demon, his left hand, stained with fresh blood, gripped the blade of the sickle tightly, revealing a cold and cruel smile.

  Zhang Liao was shocked for the first time to see someone who could be so terrifyingly ruthless.

  Looking at the black iron giant sword that was about to sweep down, Zhang Liao's hands desperately tried to pull out the blade from Cao Xin's chest, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull it out, and all he saw was his opponent's sinister smile.

  "Hmmph..."

  In an instant, Zhang Liao finally loosened his hands and dodged the fatal blow. However, his abdomen also simultaneously cut out a terrifying huge wound.

  If I had been a step later, I would have really been split in two by Cao Xin and died without a whole corpse...

  At this time, however, the former was regardless of these, and saw that his spear had been snatched away by Cao Xin. Zhang Liao galloped his horse's belly and fled.

  At this moment, seeing their own general defeated and fleeing, a group of Pingzhou cavalry had already lost the will to continue fighting. Looking around here, they completely lost their combat effectiveness, either trampling each other or scattering in all directions. In the end, only less than 100 riders managed to escape...

  Five thousand people killed and only one hundred left, this is a great victory, also a difficult victory.

  But at this moment, nothing else matters to Cao Xin anymore.

  Zhou Yu looked at Dian Wei and Xu Chu sweeping the last battlefield, first saw Cao Xin standing alone coldly, but suddenly saw Zhang Liao fleeing in a hurry in the distance, and couldn't help laughing: "Haha, big brother is really awesome, this Zhang Liao wants to escape, I'll go catch him."

  Just as he was about to whip the horse and chase after, Cao Xin suddenly pulled the former's body a bit, and in a somewhat distorted tone said: "Despicable thief... don't chase... first give me..."

  Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Yu looked at him with a puzzled expression.

  Cao Xin suddenly fell off his warhorse with a thud for no apparent reason.

  Zhou Yu was shocked at the sight and immediately looked at Cao Xing's chest, but his face suddenly changed drastically.

  "Big brother!!"

  At 9 o'clock in the evening, there was another watch as usual.