The Green Dragon Sword spread out like an iron curtain, its sharp blade invincible. Amidst the bursts of miserable howls, warm blood splashed wildly all over the sky, and stumps and broken weapons flew down in all directions.

"Is this Guan Yu's strength? It's really terrifying..."

Facing the brutal slaughter of his subordinates, how could Huang Zhong not be shocked? For a moment, he even had the idea of ​​abandoning the army and fleeing to save his life.

Just for a moment, give up those stupid thoughts.

When the two armies are fighting, formation and morale are crucial. If he, as the general, makes a move, the fighting spirit of the entire army will collapse in an instant.

At that time, Liu Jun's sudden cavalry on the opposite side will definitely seize the opportunity, use their troops to cover up and kill him, and crush his thousands of Chu troops like a dead horse.

And Guan Yu relied on his fast horse, how could he escape his pursuit, and in the end it was inevitable that he would be killed by a sword.

Furthermore, even if he managed to escape back to Hebei, if Yuan Shao knew that he had abandoned his army and fled without fighting, it would be impossible for him to kill him in anger to enforce military law.

Never back down!

Huang Zhong was as determined as iron, holding the hilt of the knife tightly in his hand, and calm courage regained in his eyes under his sword-shaped brows.

Directly in front, Guan Yu rode a fast horse, like a red lightning, easily tearing through the Chu army blocking his advance, and in the blink of an eye he had reached Huang Zhong's command.

The red phoenix eyes suddenly swelled, and the gaze pierced like a sharp knife.

Huang Zhong suddenly felt that his entire body had been surrounded by a murderous aura that was circulating crazily. He suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart, as if the air around him had been drained out in an instant, making him almost suffocated.

When his mind was shocked, the Green Dragon Sword in Guan Yu's hand had turned into a fan-shaped surface, without stirring up any airflow, and silently cut towards Huang Zhong's neck.

There is no way to avoid it, only to fight!

Huang Zhong took a deep breath, raised the steel knife, and used all his strength to block.

"Dang~~"

There was a deafening roar in the air.

Guan Yu's sword seemed ordinary, but like the undercurrent under the deep sea, it contained indestructible power.

When the two knives struck each other, Huang Zhong felt his arms go numb, and lightning-like power poured into his body from both arms, hitting his internal organs like a wet whip.

For a moment, Huang Zhong felt suffocated in his chest and could hardly breathe.

"What a powerful blow. I tried my best to resist it with such difficulty. I am indeed worthy of the Martial Saint Guan Yu."

When he was shocked, Huang Zhong took another breath, suppressed the surging blood energy, reined in his horse and turned around, waiting for Guan Yu to turn around and strike again.

Guan Yu, who had passed by the wrong horse, turned around, and a strange look flashed across his calm and intimidating face.

He seemed to be shocked that Huang Zhong, whom he regarded as the leader of the bidding, could actually block his full force attack with the momentum of the fast horse.

Seeing Guan Yu's surprised expression, Huang Zhong felt a sense of joy in his heart, and his confidence suddenly soared.

He reined in his horse, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said with a sneer: "The legendary handsome bearded man is nothing more than this. He wants to kill me, Huang Zhong, with one move. Hehe, Guan Yu, you are thinking too much."

Guan Yu was irritated, his maroon face was twitching faintly, and the palm of his hand holding the Qinglong Dao tightly, the joints creaking.

Suddenly, the figure swayed, and the giant tower-like body and the red rabbit on its crotch were like a stream of red fire, rushing in front of him in the blink of an eye.

With a thunderous roar, the Green Dragon Sword in Guan Yu's hand cut through the barrier of the air and crashed into Huang Zhong's chest with the force of the violent waves.

Huang Zhong's words "You are thinking too much" obviously angered Guan Yu. This powerful sword did not leave even an inch of force behind.

After receiving the sword strike just now, Huang Zhong's confidence increased several times. He knew that Guan Yu was also made of flesh and blood, and his martial arts skills were not invincible against him.

The fighting spirit surged, Huang Zhong's steel sword was tilted horizontally, and he took the sword again with all his strength.

There was another sound of gold and iron hitting Huang Ming, and the loud rumbling sound made Huang Zhong's eardrums sting faintly. The huge force from the knife even hit his suppressed energy and blood, causing it to stir and tumble again.

The force of this sword was actually three points stronger than before. Huang Zhong vaguely felt that his internal organs had been slightly shocked.

So what, I just took it!

With a sigh of relief, Huang Zhong pushed hard with his half-bent arms, and swung the Qinglong Saber away from Guan Yu's hand.

Guan Yu's face was filled with shock, as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world.

In the blink of an eye, the surprise turned into a roaring roar. Huang Zhong's tenacity was a blatant humiliation of his beautiful beard's strength. That humiliation hurt Guan Yu's self-esteem, and made his eyes wide open with anger and bursting.

The water surged out.

He let out a thunderous roar, and the blade came out again, carrying the murderous intent of hunting, and struck Huang Zhong head-on like a mountain bearing down on him.

Huang Zhong frowned, he knew that this was Guan Yu's strongest blow.

Guan Yu's third sword roared in with overwhelming force.

This sword strike in rage had already used up 100% of his strength.

Huang Zhong did not choose to defend passively. He shouted loudly and used all his strength to raise the sword in his hand and attack him.

Two fan-shaped cold lights collided in an instant.

"Qiang......"

Sparks flew everywhere, and the two swords struck each other.

Thousands of kilograms of force hit him, Huang Zhong's tiger's mouth burst open, blood soaked the sword and gun, and the huge force poured into his body from his arms stirred his internal organs again.

The power of the third sword was beyond Huang Zhong's imagination, but Huang Zhong was able to take it alive.

The force of the counter-shock knocked Guan Yu out of shape, and his iron tower-like body shook slightly.

After the blow, Guan Yu's furious face showed an incredible look.

The guy in front of me actually took three of his swords forcefully, standing still and not even spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Guan Yu felt that he had been humiliated once again. He was almost like an irrational beast. His ape arm as thick as an iron pillar swung out again, followed closely by the fourth and fifth swords, attacking Huang Zhong crazily.

Huang Zhong had no time to think, and almost instinctively, he waved the sword in his hand and faced Guan Yu's violent attack with difficulty.

During the first few attacks, Huang Zhong was deeply worried, fearing that he would not be able to hold on for long if Guan Yu continued to attack him with this heavy sword.

But as the seven or eight moves passed, Huang Zhong was surprised to notice that the pressure from Guan Yu's Qinglong Sword was weakening.

It seems that after three sword strikes, Guan Yu's strength is at the end of its strength and is declining unconsciously.

Twenty moves passed in the blink of an eye, and Huang Zhong no longer felt any pressure at all. Although the tiger's mouth burst open and his internal organs were slightly injured, he was able to calmly deal with Guan Yu's attacks.

He was even able to get three or five moves to switch from defense to offense.

Huang Zhong suddenly realized that Guan Yu's strength in martial arts was due to his indestructible first three swords.

Although the force of the first three swords was extremely fierce, it also consumed a lot of physical strength. Guan Yu was not a god, and his flesh and blood body could not support the desperate consumption of strength he had been doing.

Therefore, after three swords, the power of Guan Yu's swords was constantly diminishing, and what he relied on was just the exquisiteness of his swordsmanship.

After seeing through Guan Yu's life gate, Huang Zhong's fighting spirit surged like a tide, and he counterattacked with the steel knife in his hand with continuous strength.

Although the battle between the two of them was thrilling, the process was extremely short. After experiencing the initial panic, the surrounding Chu army soldiers quickly surrounded Huang Zhong from all directions and came to support Huang Zhong.

The opportunity has been lost, and if the fight continues, Guan Yu will die in the chaos of the army.

Guan Yu, who was so angry that he was so angry, still had some sense.

Seeing that more and more enemy cavalry were surrounding him, and Huang Zhong in front of him could not fight for a long time, he knew that he could not drag it out any longer, so he made a few quick attacks to create an opening, reined in his horse, jumped out of the battle group, and then retreated.

Relying on the sharp blade and the swiftness of his horse, Guan Yu broke through the surrounding soldiers several times, dragging his long sword and galloping towards the main formation.

Seeing that the enemy general was defeated, the soldiers of the Chu army regained their restless morale and their morale instantly rose.

On the opposite side, Liu Jun saw one of his generals, Guan Yu, retreating in defeat, and his morale was naturally hit. Even Mi Fang, who had always been calm, looked surprised at this moment.

"With Yun Chang's martial arts skills and the speed of the horse, he was unable to defeat Huang Zhong. This Hebei general is truly well-deserved."

Mi Fang, who witnessed the fierce fight with her own eyes, was deeply shocked by Huang Zhong's martial arts skills.

In the Chu army, Huang Zhong, who had defeated Guan Yu, enjoyed the excited applause of the soldiers around him, and a trace of pride flashed across his handsome brows.

Huang Zhong knew very well in his heart that Guan Yu's strength should not be underestimated. The reason for his current defeat was not that his martial arts was stronger than his opponent, but that Guan Yu was deeply surrounded and did not dare to fight.

If it were a pure one-on-one fight, it’s still unclear who would have the last laugh.

But these are not important anymore. What is important is that Guan Yu's defeat back to the main formation frustrated Liu Jun's soldiers. This was a good opportunity given to him by God.

Huang Zhong did not pursue Guan Yu. Instead, he leaped in front of the formation, pointed his sword at the enemy, and shouted loudly: "Beat the drums, the whole army attacks!"

The flags waved, and the rumble of war drums soared into the sky.

Following the loudest drums, the sky-shattering shouts of killing suddenly arose, and four thousand Chu army cavalry burst out.

In an instant, the huge wedge-shaped formation of rolling iron cavalry was like a torrent bursting down the embankment, carrying the supreme power of destroying everything, like a landslide and cracking rocks, and suddenly rolled away towards Liu Jun's cavalry formation due west.

The more than a hundred cavalry rushing at the front were Huang Zhong's most elite troops. The five hundred fully armed heavy cavalry lowered the spears pointed at the sky. Countless cold blades merged into a huge arrow that moved the heavens and the earth, tearing apart.

The air pounces on the enemy like the fangs of death.

Mi Fang and the Liu Jun cavalry under his command all changed their minds when they saw this terrifying formation.

Liu Jun, who was rushing towards them, thought they could catch Huang Zhongjun off guard, but unexpectedly, his opponent was already prepared, and his morale was dampened.

Then Guan Yu was defeated and his morale suffered another setback.

Now facing the Hebei heavy cavalry, which has strong morale and looks like tigers and wolves, their morale has been dampened three times.

Under heavy blows, Liu Jun's fighting spirit was on the verge of being crushed.

The knights in the front row looked at each other in horror, the brave ones were still looking around, and the worried ones were already driving away.

The astonished Mi Fang, looking at the scattered army and the sudden attack of the enemy, knew that she could not resist, so she had to order the entire army to retreat westward to meet up with the main force of the infantry led by Liu Bei.

When the order to retreat was given, Liu's army, which was already demoralized, suddenly dispersed like a hornet's nest and galloped towards the west.

Huang Zhong took the lead, brandishing his sword and leading his cavalry, like wild beasts out of their cages, into the retreating enemy group.

The sword in his hand slashed mercilessly at the fleeing Liu troops, and the iron cavalry ran over the fallen enemies, trampling them into a pulp.

Miserable howls and cries spread throughout the countryside. Huang Zhong killed everyone in all directions and chased them for more than 20 miles before withdrawing his troops.

At this time, looking back at the battlefield behind him, Huang Zhong saw clearly that from Baima City to this point, there was blood and corpses everywhere. The blood soaked every inch of the ground under his feet, forming a large disgusting dark red swamp.

The bloody field extended flatly to the north and south along the east-going avenue, with countless mutilated limbs and broken heads scattered on it, like embroidery on a big red carpet.
Chapter completed!