When Guan Yu saw that these people dared to play a big sword in front of Guan Gong, he was furious and called his personal soldiers to lead the Red Rabbit Horse, turned over the horse, held up the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, and shouted: "Don't you, rats! Look at me, Guan Yu, here, I, must take your life!"

This sound was like a thunderbolt in the middle of the night, which made the warriors of the camp who were slashing the enemy's body tremble. From a distance, they saw the tall figure holding the Qinglong Yanyue Sword. They felt that the murderous aura was emitted from there, and their hearts were trembling, and their momentum was also declining.

Gao Shun rushed over and saw Guan Yu's momentum, and he secretly cried out in his heart. He hurriedly stepped forward and shouted, "Is Guan Yu Guan Yun Chang ahead? Do you have the courage to fight me!"

Guan Yu stroked his long beard with his hand and said proudly: "I, Guan Yunchang, have an immortal nameless person! Who are you? You can sign up for the name!"

Gao Shun whistled in a long voice: "Gao Shun is here!" He jumped forward and slashed straight at Guan Yu with a big sword.

Guan Yu felt that it was Gao Shun, and his eyes widened, shouting: "So it's you, let's take me a knife!"

The two of them circled the horse and fought together.

The soldiers of the camp beside him refused to rest, raised their swords and slashed Guan Yu's subordinates everywhere, killing countless people. Guan Yu was furious when he saw this, and waved his sword, and the wind blew it, slashing heavily on Gao Shun's hilt, which made his arms sore and numb. He could only work hard to support and refused to show weakness.

After dozens of fights, Gao Shun gradually lost his strength and felt panic in his heart. He said to himself: "Humans say that Guan Yu is the enemy of thousands of people, and it turns out that way! I am afraid that no one will suppress him except the lord!"

When the battle was in full swing, I suddenly heard a shout of killing coming from afar. An army rushed straight toward it. As the soldiers of the camp swept away the nearby Yellow Turban Army, they swept away the nearby Yellow Turban Army. Dead bodies were piled up on the ground, and blood was flowing everywhere.

The leader of this army was Xu Huang. He rushed over from a distance and saw Gao Shun fighting with Guan Yu at first sight. He remembered that when he was in Luoyang the day before yesterday, he was besieged by his brothers and Cao brothers. He was shot by Zhang Fei on the shoulder. It was the enemy who met. He was extremely jealous. He immediately stepped forward and shouted: "Dare you, thief! Take my axe!"

The giant axe of mountain opened and slashed down on his head, and smashed Guan Yu's head with the momentum of Mount Tai.

Guan Yu was slightly shocked and hurriedly raised his sword to resist. The axe blade slashed on the hilt of the knife. Both of them shook and their bodies were shocked.

Xu Huang raised his big axe and shouted wildly. The big axe slashed across the sky, slashing straight towards Guan Yu's vital points.

Gao Shun rested aside for a while. Seeing the two of them fighting endlessly, he raised the steel knife again and joined the battle group. The big sword flew up and down around Guan Yu. The three of them fought together, each showing off their heroes. The sound of weapons colliding spread from afar.

When the battle was in progress, Wei Xu also led his army to attack and kill. Seeing that the three of them were fighting in full swing, he immediately rushed to cover the killing and defeated the Yellow Turban Army soldiers attacked from the western camp. Then he rushed to cover the attack on Guan Yu.

Seeing that the troops of his headquarters were defeated, Guan Yu felt panic and could no longer resist the enemy. He swung a false sword towards Gao Shun, broke out of the battle group, and left in the desert.

There was another shout of killing outside the camp, but Jia Xu from Laiwu led his army to attack, half of which entered the city to help King Wuwei, and the other half attacked the Guanyu camp. The army was everywhere, blood flowing in the river, killing people so hard that they rolled around, and the sound of weapons colliding and tragic roars everywhere.

The Yellow Turban Army was attacked late at night and was in panic. How could Gao Shun deserve Gao Shun? Xu Huang led the camp and the tiger-like infantry behind to raid, and fled in all directions. He was chased by the enemy behind, one by one, and countless casualties were injured.

Guan Yu waved the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, broke through the encirclement, rushed out from the west gate of the camp, led the defeated army and fled straight to the west.

On the road west of Fenggao City, Taishan County, Guan Yu suddenly saw an army running away, throwing his armor and unloading his armor, and in chaos.

Guan Yu led his army away and met Zhang Rao and Sima Jun. The two of them ran wildly and ran away quickly in front of the team.

Guan Yu slapped his horse to them and shouted: "Two generals, how are you doing in Taishan City?"

The two were panic, and they were trembling with sound. Their hearts almost jumped out of their throats. Looking back, they felt relieved and patted their chests.

Guan Yu was anxious and asked loudly again. Sima Jun smiled bitterly: "The general looks like I am waiting for this, why should I ask again? Is the camp in the south of the city attacked by the enemy?"

Guan Yu was embarrassed and blushed, but fortunately his skin was covered up, so he couldn't see it. He said in a deep voice: "The rats attacked him, and Guan was mistakenly plotted against him!"

Seeing his embarrassing appearance, Zhang Rao wanted to make fun of him, but suddenly remembered that he was not better than him now. He stopped and smiled and said, "Victory and defeat are common in military affairs. We will go west to surrender to Liu Jun and lead the army to fight again, and there will be no chance of victory!"

Guan Yu snorted, waiting to return to the army to fight with the enemy, and looked around, the Yellow Turban soldiers were already full of fear and rushed to flee with breathless strides. How could there be a trace of fighting spirit?

Guan Yu sighed, knowing that using these defeated troops to fight against the enemy's strong army, there was no reason to win, so he could only stop this idea.

At this time, Feng Sha had led his army to defeat the remaining Yellow Turban troops who were fighting in the city, led his army out of the city, and joined Gao Shun and Xu Huang, leading more than 3,000 cavalry to chase westward.

Behind them, there were also large troops led by Zhang Liao, Wei Xu and Hao Meng, who rushed westward to kill with them. Jia Xu led his army into the city and ordered his generals to control the key points in the city, and gave the list to safeguard the people. He also ordered his subordinates to follow the orders of King Wuwei and not to loot at will. *, those who violate the orders will be killed!

More than 100,000 remnants of the Yellow Turbans ran wildly on the road with no life, and most of them fled westward. They all knew that the Liu envoy of Yanzhou had formed an alliance with the commander Qu. If they could escape to other counties in Yanzhou, they would not be afraid that King Wuwei would catch up and kill him.

Fengsha led the cavalry and rushed all the way. I don’t know how many defeated soldiers were killed. Later, Zhang Liao led a large army to attack and captured a large number of prisoners. They all sent people to take them back to Qingzhou after the war as a strong man who started mining and built roads.

On the road west of Mount Tai, there was chaos, and the disheveled Yellow Turban soldiers were running around everywhere. A large area of ​​black and shaking heads were shaking, and they fled west like a group of locusts.

Guan Yu, Zhang Rao and Sima Jun were at the forefront of the deserters. Although he wanted to turn around and gather the remaining soldiers again, he could not stop the momentum of the Yellow Turban Army's escape by shouting loudly and even wielding his sword to kill several deserters. The soldiers were scared and only heard the name of King Wuwei, so they fled desperately, refusing to turn around to face the king of the court who was famous for his terror.

Guan Yu sighed and had to follow the troops to flee westward. He felt bitter in his heart and thought to himself: "The army has been defeated. For the sake of the present, he can only go to the eldest brother, hoping that he can stop our army's defeat!"

They led their troops to escape for a long time until they rode past a hill and rushed by because of their anxiety, but they did not find that there was a military force in the mountains beside the road, watching their every move carefully.

The first general, with neat armor on his body, riding a horse, holding a big knife in his hand, thin, slightly yellow in appearance, and a smart and tough look. His eyes were rolling around, just looking at the three people leading the army to flee in front.

An armored servant next to him came forward and advised: "Master, the Yellow Turban thief is defeated. Why don't we rush out? We can definitely make great contributions! Those people just now were riding a horse and there were many bandits around to protect them. They must be the leader of the Yellow Turban thief. If they could kill their heads and King Wuwei, King Wuwei would be very happy and would treat the master well!"

The leader shook his head and said, "Nonsense! Didn't you see that among the three leaders, there was a big man with a long beard and a red face. How heavy was the knife in his hand? Look at the horse he was riding, the extraordinary divine horse. It must be the BMW of Lu Wenhou, who was given to Guan Yu by King Wuwei! So that person is Guan Yu, and he is not even afraid of Lu Bu. With your little body, you dare to compete with him?"

The soldier heard that he was unhappy and hurriedly stepped aside, muttering to himself: "It's obvious that you are afraid of yourself, but you still dare to say to me?"

The general looked at the three of them from afar until they could not see their figures. He raised his sword and shouted wildly: "My sons! I will make achievements at this moment! You will follow me to rush out and defeat this defeated soldier. We can enjoy the glory and wealth in the future!"

After saying that, he rushed out, led his army out of the mountains, and rushed straight to the group of defeated soldiers.

His family was originally a large clan in Juping County, Taishan. The ones following him were all private soldiers raised by his family, with a large number of people. At this time, after hearing what the master said, he did not dare to neglect it. He held up his swords and guns, shouting and rushing out.

Although they were private soldiers, they were trained by their masters for many years, advanced and retreated properly, and had a good martial arts skills. They immediately arranged neatly, formed a conical formation, rushed straight into the enemy, and immediately cut the enemy from the middle.

The group of defeated and fleeing Yellow Turban soldiers were already frightened birds. Suddenly, they saw the group of new forces rushing out, just thinking it was an ambush set up by King Wuwei, and they were all frightened and no one dared to stay to fight the enemy.

A thousand soldiers shouted loudly and slapped their swords and killed them. In an instant, they killed corpses everywhere. The Yellow Turban Army was in chaos and fled in the wild. No matter where the direction, as long as they could escape, they would never care about anything else.

In front, Guan Yu and the other two were shocked when they heard the shouts of killing behind. When Zhang Rao saw that there were ambushes, he immediately rushed to the horse and ran wildly, regardless of the soldiers behind him. Although Guan Yu wanted to return to the army to kill the enemy general, a group of defeated soldiers rushed forward and immediately hit his horse. How could he go against the storm of so many defeated soldiers?

There was no choice but to run with Zhang Rao, feeling depressed and indescribable.
Chapter completed!