Seeing that the war was getting tense, Nie Zefeng personally led more than 10,000 imperial troops to attack the enemy from the front, charging forward with an unstoppable momentum.

The generals were brave, the soldiers were using their lives, and the Chu cavalry was as fierce as the tide. The shouts of killing rose to the sky, making the sky and the earth change color.

The fighting spirit that had been contained in the earth-shaking shouts of killing finally broke out completely at this moment.

Zhao Yun brandished his gun and shouted angrily. He rode into the enemy's formation first. The spear passed by and countless Liaodong soldiers were mercilessly stabbed in the chest.

The long-awaited white horse Congyi Jianer, like a huge sharp arrow, followed Zhao Yun and tore towards the overturned Liaodong Army.

Under the city wall, the shadow of Zhang Xiu's spear flew like lightning. Wherever the spear passed, endless blood was carried into the sky by him.

In the rain of blood, 10,000 Jingzhou cavalry, like wolves among sheep, went crazy and killed the defeated Liaodong soldiers who fled into the frontier city.

On the way to the charge, Nie Zefeng kept waving the sword in his hand to direct the Chu soldiers who were constantly attacking. Although,

To the left and right of the lightning, tens of thousands of cavalry soldiers, including Zhang Xiu, Zhao Yun, Gan Ning and other generals, roared and followed.

More than 10,000 imperial guardsmen, like a giant spear that shakes the sky, rumbled forward with the power of destroying the world.

"Crash! Crush! Tear apart!"

The rolling iron cavalry will block all living creatures in front of you and destroy them to pieces.

The tens of thousands of Liaodong troops suffered heavy casualties in an instant. They had no time to even escape.

Falling into a tragic predicament of being slaughtered.

Among the rebels, the ambitious and self-reliant generals of the frontier cities watched helplessly as their Liaodong soldiers were harvested by the Chu army in thousands, like fragile weeds, while they themselves were powerless at first.

For the first time in his life, this man, who had never been to Liaodong, was truly shocked.

Even when he heard about the defeat of the Liaodong and Chu armies last time, the frontier general's self-confidence was only slightly dampened. He always believed that.

The Chu State was not as powerful as rumored, but what he saw today was such a miserable situation.

But today, facing the Chu army's overwhelming attack, in the face of this absolute strength, the self-confidence of this frontier general was destroyed to the extreme.

"The Chu people are so good at cavalry and archery, but our Liaodong soldiers are still at the same level as before!..."

The frontier general was so frightened that he waved his silver knife desperately to block the incoming arrow rain.

He led the last soldiers to carry out the final stubborn resistance without showing any signs of weakness. The general waved the sword in his hand and blocked the arrows, but the subordinates on his left and right were not so lucky. The remaining troops had not yet engaged in the battle.

He was shot by the Chu army's strong bows and crossbows, and the formation was in chaos.

With the cover of arrows, the last cavalry of the Chu army was within thirty steps of the enemy in an instant.

Bows and arrows have lost their effect at this distance, and all that is left is a frontal attack, using the sword in hand to decide the outcome.

The one who charged forward was Zhao Yun. The King of Chu ordered that the final honor be given to Zhao Yun. Zhao Yun put away his bow and arrows, raised the gentian spear in his hand, and danced like a wild wind.

The two men behind, Guan Ping and Zhou Cang, used the method of outflanking them from left to right.

In an instant, Zhao Yun ran into the chaotic enemy formation with one man and one horse. The gentian spear in his hand swept out like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, killing three enemies blocking the road under the Pegasus.

The three men fell off their horses, and the blood spurted out turned into a rain of blood all over the sky.

In the bloody rain and fog, thousands of Da Chu's white-horse rebel soldiers followed Zhao Yun like steel spears and crashed into the enemy's formation.

The impact like a meat grinder twisted the Liaodong people on the left and right off their horses one after another. Amid the tragic howls, Zhao Yun and his white horse rebel army stepped on the bones of the Liaodong people and cut the enemy army in two.

Once the formation is broken, everything will stop!

The fighting spirit of the Liaodong Army was shattered. They abandoned their helmets and armor and ran away with their heads in their hands.


"You are not allowed to retreat. Those who retreat will be killed without mercy. Let me fight the Chu thieves in a bloody battle!"

The frontier general brandished his sword and cut off the attacking Chu army, shouting loudly in an attempt to suppress the defeat.

All the soldiers began to become timid, and some simply gave up resistance and surrendered to the Chu army. The Chu army's strategy was that those who surrendered would avoid death and gain freedom. Anyone who did not surrender would be killed.

Under this situation.

No one listened to the orders of this frontier general. These Liaodong people and these newly recruited troops who were accustomed to peace had never experienced such a bloody killing scene for a long time. Their fragile hearts were under the iron-blooded offensive of the Chu army.

, has already collapsed.

The army was defeated like a mountain, and all the people in Liaodong had only one thought left in their minds: "Escape!"


"It turns out that the person commanding this Liaodong Army is actually a young general from Liaodong. Humph, he really overestimated his ability and accepted his orders."

Recognizing the enemy leader, Zhao Yun gave a loud shout, raised his horse and drew his spear, killed the rebel army, and captured the frontier general.

The horse's hooves flew, and in the blink of an eye, Zhao Yun was on horseback, and the gentian spear in his hand directly shattered the armor on the opposite side.

The frontier general was shocked, and without thinking much, he raised his sword to block the attack.

"Hang~~"

Amidst the sound of metal clanking, the frontier general felt the tremendous pressure, and his arms were unable to support him. He couldn't help but bend, and the fallen gentian spear almost cut his shoulder.

Just when his energy and blood were still low, Zhao Yun swiped the sharp spear of Longdan and stabbed him laterally.

The frontier general didn't have time to breathe. He hurriedly blocked the attack with his sword and received another heavy blow from Zhao Yun.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yun's third and fourth shots came like a violent storm.

In a few breaths, Zhao Yun fired seven shots in a row, his swords were as fast as lightning and his momentum was as powerful as a rainbow.

The frontier general was so oppressed that he was so angry that he was in such a hurry that he could hardly resist.

"There are such powerful generals in the Chu Kingdom. How is this possible?"

The frontier general was extremely frightened and unbelievable.

He grew up in Liaodong since he was a child. He didn't know that there were people outside the mountains and there was a sky outside the sky. He thought that his own skills were outstanding and could sweep the world.

Now it was her first fight, but she didn't expect that she would encounter such a powerful opponent. How could she not suffer a heavy blow to her self-esteem.

When she was frightened, the force on Zhao Yun's gun became heavier and heavier, making her breathless.

The frontier general knew that if the fight continued, he would be knocked down by a few blows.

All his self-confidence and proud self-esteem were forgotten at this moment. He didn't dare to think too much, so he just responded with a few shots and fled.

"Thieves, don't leave!"

How could Zhao Yun allow him to escape so easily? He mounted his horse and brandished his spear, chasing him endlessly.

Eight thousand white-horsed soldiers killed the defeated enemy all the way from the north gate to the south gate, and finally stabbed the horse under the horse with a spear.

There was a mass killing, and the entire frontier battle lasted only an hour and then ended.

In the entire battle, more than 30,000 people were killed and more than 5,000 people were captured. Nie Zefeng ordered all the areas in the frontier city that did not surrender to be killed. This was considered a great victory.

However, after rushing through the border fortress, Nie Zefeng left the garrisoned generals behind and then rushed towards Liaodong City. They did not stop for a moment.

The West Route Army led by Lu Bu failed to break through Gongsun Yuan's defenses after three battles, and the ratio of casualties between the two sides was still surprisingly similar.

In the end, Lu Bu decided to leave Zang Ba's army to continue the confrontation with Gongsun Yuan, while Lu Bu led Han Hao, Wang Zhen and other generals to bypass the pass and choose to join forces with Chu King Nie Zefeng to attack.

After Zang Ba bid farewell to the army led by Lu Bu, he ordered that all the camps should not be pulled out and the bonfires should not be reduced.

Gongsun Yuan on the frontier city saw that the camp of Lu Bu's army was still alive, but there had been no challenge recently. He confidently believed that the enemy was intimidated by his heroic defense, and the Liaodong soldiers who fought continuously also needed to rest and recuperate, so he fell into

into a deadlock.

After three days of rapid advance, Lu Bu and Nie Zefeng finally met at the foot of Liaodong City on August 14.

After arriving, they surrounded Liaodong City.

After Xun Yu's analysis, he learned that General Gongsun Gong of Liaodong wanted to surrender, so of course he immediately sent an envoy to announce Nie Zefeng's new policy.

However, the one who is really nervous now is not Liaodong General Gongsun Gong who is planning to surrender in Liaodong City, but King Jintian of Korea.

Inside the North Korean Royal Palace in Pyongyang a month ago.

King Jintian of Joseon slowly put down the letter he had read.

Then Jianou handed himself a certain name called Zhang Gao.

Zhang Gao, a senior official in the Joseon Dynasty, took it and read it.

Jin Tian stood up, walked to the window, closed the window, and said with a little fear and a little admiration: "The King of Chu is indeed a hero of the generation, and he also played such tricks with me. I have ruled the world for more than thirty years, how can I surrender to that talented man?"

At the feet of a boy in his twenties?"

Zhang Gao frowned after reading and replied: "It's strange, how can the King of Chu attack Liaodong in an all-out way and at the same time send envoys to make peace with our country?"

Jin Tianze explained with some disdain: "He is humiliating my intelligence, thinking that I can't see that this is King Chu's policy of distant relations and close attacks. Once Liaodong falls, we will definitely become the next target of attack."


"This matter should be regarded as the king of Chu still has some consideration for the king, and does not conquer Yuan Shao, Tadun, and Gongsun Gong as easily as he did."

Jin Tian slowly walked from the window to Zhang Gao and said with reproachful words: "What did he do to me? I am not Gongsun Gong of Liaodong, who is easy to bully. If they dare to attack the Chu army, I will definitely do it."

Kill them all while I am at the foot of Mount Kumgang."

Zhang Gao turned his back to the window and faced Jin Tian to console him: "Your Majesty, if you want to incriminate yourself, why bother? If the King of Chu captures Liaodong in the name of the Han Dynasty, how can we guarantee that their next target will not be you, Your Majesty?"

Woolen cloth?"

Jin Tianda shouted: "Dare! Although Korea is a vassal state of the Han Dynasty, the land of Korea is not Jizhou, Youzhou, nor Liaodong!"
Chapter completed!