Chapter 61: Sister-in-law's Bond

  Thank you, Brother Yinhen, Brother Sanwu, Brother Canglan's memory, Brother 3798, Old Cha, Brother 2289 Feng, Chen Yanhong, Brother Gaiejie and several book friends for their rewards.

  Dou Wei is back, it seems like he will drop out of the rankings after today, thank you

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  Zhang Fei rode his horse like the wind, with a snake spear in his hand, spiraling out to stab, rolling up a vast bloody fog, and killing towards Yan Liang.

  Yan Liang stood with his sword held horizontally, his face calm and still as water, without a single ripple.

  Judging from his heart, Yan Liang still admired Zhang Fei very much.

  In the novel, he had fought against top generals of his time such as Lü Bu, Ma Chao and Xu Chu, except for one loss when he was defeated by Lü Bu due to intoxication, he almost never suffered a defeat in his life.

  Apart from his exceptional martial arts skills, Zhang Fei's intelligence was also extremely strong. He cleverly released Yan Yan and devised a plan to defeat Zhang Heng, all of which demonstrated his wisdom and strategic thinking.

  Unfortunately, such a famous general who had fought for Liu Bei for half his life ended up with the tragic fate of being beheaded in his sleep.

  Seeing Zhang Fei charging towards him like a wild beast, Yan Liang didn't show any sign of fear.

  He had twice forced Guan Yu to retreat and after several months of fighting and killing, he was deeply confident in his own strength.

  Don't mention Zhang Fei; even if Lü Bu were reborn, what would I fear?

  With a stern brow and a sudden squeeze of his legs on the horse's belly, **the big black steed let out a loud whinny and shot out like a black electric current, one man and one horse.**

  In the midst of blood mist and dust, two giant shadows collided violently.

  A massive metallic screech was born like a thunderclap, directly shaking the surrounding soldiers until their eardrums were in pain.

  They clashed again, and both of their bodies slightly shook. Although Zhang Fei did not fall back, he was deeply shocked in his heart.

  When he first heard about the Battle of White Horse, Guan Yu was defeated by Yan Liang, what kind of disdain was in his heart, thinking that it was just a boring rumor. Now that Lü Bu is dead, who else can be his second brother's opponent?

  Today, Zhang Fei personally exchanged blows with Yan Liang and only then did he realize that the rumors were not exaggerated. Yan Liang's knife skills were exquisite, his strength was powerful, all of which shocked Zhang Fei to the core.

  Under shock, Zhang Fei was even more furious, turned his horse around and thrust out his snake halberd again.

  Yan Liang's face was calm and composed, neither angry nor urgent, his long knife opening and closing with a majestic and upright air.

  The two men fought fiercely, their movements a blur as they exchanged over fifty blows in the blink of an eye.

  Knife edges and spearheads danced in the air, but all that could be seen was layer upon layer of cold shadows shooting out in all directions, only stirring up swirling clouds of dust within a few dozen feet. Those unfortunate soldiers who were caught in the crossfire were all cut down, their limbs flying and blood splashing everywhere.

  Yan Liang drew his sword with ease, and in his heart, he was also somewhat convinced of Zhang Fei's martial arts skills. He thought to himself that the Zhang Yide who had repelled a million-strong Cao army at Changban Slope truly lived up to his reputation.

  The force on Zhang Fei's spear was getting stronger and stronger, and he had already entered a state of semi-madness, sparing no effort in launching every move.

  Yan Liang gradually felt the force transmitted from the armor becoming stronger, from initially being able to cope with ease, to now gradually feeling the pressure.

  The enemy's increasingly strong attack ignited Yan Liang's ambition, and he suddenly let out a loud roar, shook his spirit, and the force on his arm was like a sudden storm.

  Zhang Fei originally thought that he had suppressed Yan Liang with his strength and gained the upper hand, but unexpectedly, Yan Liang's momentum suddenly increased, and in a few moves, they fought to a stalemate again.

  Zhang Fei was shocked and angry in his heart, staring at Yan Liang who couldn't be taken down, while a large number of enemy cavalry were chasing the two ladies' carriages, making him increasingly anxious.

  Yan Liang was about to go into battle, but a pair of eagle eyes were secretly observing Zhang Fei's changing expression.

  Seeing a hint of anxiety flash across his ferocious face, Yan Liang knew he had already lost focus.

  At the thought, Yan Liang launched a fierce attack with several strokes, laughing as he said: "I've heard that Liu Xuan's two wives are as beautiful as flowers. I, Yan Liang, have admired them for a long time. This time, I'll invite those two beauties to come to Xin Ye and keep me company for a few drinks."

  As soon as this was said, Zhang Fei became even more enraged, but his anxiety in his heart only increased without decreasing.

  Zhoa Yun had only over a hundred infantrymen, while Yan Liang's cavalry, which was pursuing them, had nearly a thousand. Even if Zhao Yun's martial arts were exceptional, how could he possibly fight against such overwhelming odds?

  At Xuzhou he had once lost Liu Bei's family members, if he were to lose them again now, what face would he have left to see Liu Bei?

  With anxiety in his heart, Zhang Fei unknowingly divided his attention, and the attacking power of the snake spear in his hand quietly weakened.

  Yan Liang knew Zhang Fei was quick-tempered, so he deliberately used mocking and insulting words to provoke this fierce warrior.

  After a few moves, Yan Liang suddenly realized that Zhang Fei's movements had slowed down, and immediately became aware that his plan was working.

  At this moment he exerted all his strength, the blade shone like a stream of light and he displayed his lifelong martial arts skills, launching the most ferocious wave of crazy attacks.

  Zhang Fei suddenly felt a surge in pressure, and for the moment he had only enough strength left to defend himself.

  The two men's martial arts skills were evenly matched, and if they wanted to determine a winner, it would take more than a thousand moves to see who was superior.

  Zhang Fei was worried about his two sisters-in-law and had no intention of fighting, so as soon as he fell into a disadvantageous position in terms of moves, he became passive.

  It was another thirty moves that passed, and Zhang Fei had lost the will to fight again. He made a few strong attacks, took advantage of the gap, turned his horse around, jumped out of the battle group, looked east and retreated in a hurry.

  "Zhang Fei, aren't you trying to take my life? If you have guts, don't run away. Let's fight another 300 rounds."

  Yan Liang did not rise up and pursue him desperately, but instead loudly taunted him.

  Zhang Fei knew that Yan Liang was humiliating him, and he hated it so much that his teeth were clenched, but he didn't dare to turn back and fight again.

  Yan Liang forced Zhang Fei back and looked around, those enemy infantrymen had been killed until they were scattered all over the place, wailing and howling.

  Yan Liang rode his horse and danced with his sword, as if entering a realm without people. In the battle array, he galloped back and forth, wherever he passed, countless heads flew off.

  Liu Bei's army was already at a disadvantage, and now that the commander had fled, it could not withstand even one blow. In an instant, several were killed or wounded.

  They quickly defeated this group of enemy soldiers. Yan Liang urged his horse on, leading the victorious Divine Speed Cavalry to continue their pursuit eastward.

  The grand road to the east is already in a state of utter chaos.

  Zhou Cang's 700 elite cavalry had already caught up with Zhao Yun's convoy from behind, after a short battle with Yan Liang.

  Although Zhao Yun was a matchless warrior, he was powerless against the enemy's cavalry charge that outnumbered him several times.

  In an instant, the entire team was scattered.

  Those 700 elite cavalrymen cut the enemy's army into several segments, then took advantage of their superior position to launch a pincer movement, attacking from all sides and killing them off.

  Zhao Yun was in a bitter fight when Zhang Fei arrived with several riders to join forces. The two men fought together, killing their way out of the encirclement and creating a bloody path.

  However, the two of them only charged forward, and after breaking out of the encirclement, they were shocked to find that the two ladies' carriages had been cut off behind them.

  The two of them did not dare to abandon Liu Bei's family and turn back to kill, but saw a loud noise in the chaotic army, and another branch of soldiers and horses came, with a "Yan" character flag flying high, and wherever they passed, they were unstoppable.

  Yan Liang arrived on this side, and the morale of our army was even more boosted. More than a thousand elite cavalrymen killed over a hundred enemy soldiers, leaving none remaining.

  Seeing the two ladies surrounded, Zhao Yun and Zhang Fei gritted their teeth, ready to turn back and fight their way out to rescue them.

  At this time, Sun Gan blocked the two of them and advised: "The general has an order, if something goes wrong, it is most important for the two generals to retreat safely. Now that the situation is like this, can the two of you afford to take risks?"

  "But if the two ladies fall into Yan Liang's hands, how can we show our faces to Lord Liu?" Zhao Yun's face revealed his sorrow and indignation.

  Sun Gan said seriously: "This is the Lord's order, are you two generals going to disobey?"

  It's pointless to continue talking about this, and both of them fell silent, having nothing more to say.

  Zhang Fei's eyes stared for a long time, gritted his teeth and turned his horse eastward.

  Zhang Fei fled, and the remaining surviving soldiers also followed suit and escaped. Zhao Yun looked back at the rolling enemy cavalry, sighed helplessly, and had no choice but to turn his horse around and leave.

  Yan Liang, who was killing wildly, originally wanted to continue the pursuit, but seeing that several horse-drawn carriages had been intercepted, he guessed that Liu Bei's family members were among them, and ordered not to pursue again.

  When the sun sets obliquely, the battle ends. On the main road, flesh and blood are scattered everywhere, and waves of mournful cries echo in the vast wilderness.

  Yan Liang drove his horse up to a carriage and slowly lifted the curtain with the tip of his spear.

  Bowing down to look, what I saw was a pale-faced beautiful young woman, sitting there with her eyes tightly closed.