But for some reason, seeing such a scene, the blood in Nie Zefeng's heart boiled more and more, and the blood-drinking blade in his hand became even more hungry and thirsty.

When he turned his head sharply, his murderous intent became even stronger.

Looking forward, Nie Zefeng recognized Mi Fang at a glance.

"I spared your life last time, and now you dare to embarrass me. You really don't know how to live or die."

Nie Zefeng was so angry that he chased after him, slapping his horse and wielding his sword.

He has excellent riding skills. The big black horse under his crotch is a good horse from Liaodong. He runs like the wind and is approaching Mi Fang in a blink of an eye.

Mi Fang, who was fleeing in panic, turned around and saw Nie Zefeng chasing after him. He was so frightened that he knew how powerful Nie Zefeng was in martial arts and that he was no match for him. While running wildly, he whipped his horsewhip desperately and ordered the knights on the left and right to block Nie Zefeng's path.

Those close soldiers did not know Nie Zefeng, and under the pressure of the general, they had no choice but to turn their horses back to stop him.

The three knights charged forward. The enemy on the left gave a loud shout and slashed at Nie Ze Feng Tianling with his bright sword.

The enemy on the right flank sat upright on horseback, spread out his axe, and swept across the entire army in one move, swinging towards Nie Zefeng's waist.

The enemy soldier in the middle held out his spear and stabbed Nie Zefeng straight into the chest.

The three enemy cavalry cooperated flawlessly, trying to block Nie Zefeng by relying on their strength in numbers.

"How dare you block the way of me, Nie Zefeng!"

A ferocious smile appeared at the corner of Nie Zefeng's mouth, and with a movement of his body, the long knife in his hand whizzed out, sweeping from left to right like a wheel. The powerful force actually kicked up a fan-shaped tail of dust.

The three enemy soldiers were immediately frightened by Nie Zefeng's power, and they realized that the enemy they faced was extraordinary.

But, it's too late.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

With three muffled lows, the long sword passed by, and the extremely powerful force actually destroyed all the weapons of the three enemy cavalry.

Under the huge force of the counterattack, the three enemy soldiers were shaken violently and found it difficult to stabilize.

At this moment, Nie Zefeng, one man and one horse, shot through the enemy group like black lightning.

Three rays of light and shadow shot past like a rainbow, and before Nie Zefeng could see clearly how to draw his sword, the three heads were already flying into the air.

The iron tower-like body jumped through the flying blood mist and struck Mi Fang like lightning.

The long sword struck Mi Fang with overwhelming force.

How could Mi Fang not expect that Nie Zefeng would kill three enemies with one move and kill them in an instant? She was so horrified that she didn't think much and instinctively used her knife to block them with her backhand.

"Qiang~~"

With an excited cry, the knife in Mi Fang's hand flew into the air, and Nuo Da's body was so shaken that he flew out and fell heavily to the ground.

When she landed on the ground, she could only hear a continuous "click" sound, and Mi Fang's sternum was broken several times. She spurted several mouthfuls of blood and struggled several times to get up.

Nie Zefeng rode his horse forward and drew his knife. The big black horse kicked his hoof forward and kicked Mi Fang, who had just stood up, several steps away.

Mi Fang fell to the ground with a groan, and fell hard again, but this time she had no strength to get up.

Seeing Nie Zefeng approaching on horseback, murderous aura emanating from his body, Mi Fang was so frightened that she repeatedly begged for mercy.

"Liu Bei's men are all such arrogant generals. It's strange that the family fortune will not be ruined."

Nie Zefeng looked sarcastic and slowly raised his sword, intending to kill the general crawling on the ground begging for mercy.

When the blade was about to come down, Nie Zefeng suddenly withdrew his sword.

"I'm afraid of getting my knife dirty if I kill this waste. Instead of killing such a rat, it's better to recycle the waste and put it to use."

A sneer flashed across Nie Zefeng's lips, and he already had an idea in his mind.

He then ordered his subordinates to tie up Mi Fang, and the three thousand cavalry continued southward, chasing the defeated Liu army without stopping.

The collapse of Pengcheng's troops meant the disintegration of Liu Jun's last line of defense. Once the blocking formation was lost, Guan Yu and his 50,000 panic-stricken army lost the courage to resist. They were just like frightened sheep, covering the plains.

They fled towards Xuzhou.

Liu Jun did not choose to resist, and Nie Zefeng did not deliberately pursue and kill him. He just led his army to drive away the enemy like a shepherd, and followed them straight to Xuzhou.

When they were nearly ten miles away from Xuzhou, the left and right wing infantry and cavalry led by Huang Zhong and Yuan Mai arrived one after another. The three armies and horses joined together, and more than 10,000 elite divisions marched straight towards Xuzhou.

At dusk, Nie Zefeng finally saw the outline of Xuzhou.

This waterfront city on the north bank of the Han River, separated from Xuzhou by only one water, was now completely exposed to Nie Zefeng's military front.

Nie Zefeng looked up into the distance from the top of the horse hill, but he saw that the front line of Xuzhou's north gate was in chaos.

Tens of thousands of Xuzhou's defeated troops who had been defeated in Chaoyang were fleeing from all directions to Xuzhou, scrambling to escape into the city. They were pushing and squeezing, but the north gate of Xuzhou was blocked.

At a glance, the area several miles north from the city gate was densely packed with frightened people. It could be described as extremely chaotic.

Looking at the chaotic scene in Xuzhou, Nie Zefeng nodded slightly, feeling a lot in his heart.

This Xuzhou is the most important barrier north of Xuzhou. As far as Nie Zefeng knows the history, since ancient times, there is no Xiang without Fan.

In history, Guan Yu was unable to conquer Fancheng with fierce troops, which resulted in him taking advantage of Soochow's situation.

Nie Zefeng wanted to capture Xuzhou, so capturing Xuzhou was naturally a prerequisite.

Liu Bei also knew the importance of Xuzhou, so he built the city to be impregnable and had heavy troops stationed there. Previously, Nie Zefeng had been having a headache about how to capture this impregnable strategic location.

But at the moment, it seems that all worries are unnecessary.

The chaos is like this and the city gate is open. If we don't take this opportunity to seize the city, how will we wait?

Nie Zefeng's sword eyebrows suddenly condensed, his blade pointed forward, and he shouted loudly: "Athletes of the Nie family army, follow me into Xuzhou. Whoever enters the city first will be rewarded!"

At the order, ten thousand tigers and bears roared and rushed toward Xuzhou like wild beasts out of their cages.

Inspired by the heavy reward, these warriors with high morale mustered up a hundred times more courage.

The Nie army's attack from behind made the tens of thousands of Liu soldiers who were supporting the city gate even more frightened. These soldiers, who had completely lost their fighting spirit, screamed and cried and squeezed toward the city gate desperately.

As they pushed each other, the city gate became more and more blocked, making it impossible to enter the city smoothly. Under the pressure of each other, before the Nie army could kill them, hundreds of them died under the trampling of their companions.

under.

After finally escaping into Xuzhou, Guan Yu panted and climbed onto the tower. Before he could take a breath, he was horrified to find that Nie Jun's cavalry had arrived again, and they were heading straight for Xuzhou.

"Quickly, close the city gate. Close the city gate immediately for me!" Guan Yu shouted in a fit of despair.

Next to him, Zhang Fei, who was equally frightened, said in shock: "Brother, most of our soldiers have not come in yet. If we close the city gate now, wouldn't we push them to death?"

Guan Yu said sternly: "If you don't close the city gate, let Nie Zefeng rush in, and Xuzhou is lost, how will you and I treat the master?"

As soon as he woke up, Zhang Fei's face turned pale instantly. He didn't care about the lives of his soldiers and hurriedly ordered the city gate to be closed.

But, it's too late.

The inside and outside of the city gate had been blocked by panicked soldiers, and the soldiers guarding the city were unable to move even an inch, let alone closing the city gate.

When these frightened soldiers saw signs of closing the city gate, they were so frightened that they desperately squeezed in.

Guan Yu's orders seemed so weak and powerless, being mercilessly swallowed up by the chaos of the sea of ​​people.

To the north of the city gate, Nie Zefeng rode his horse and brandished his sword, approaching with murderous intent.

Looking at the chaotic and frightened enemy in front of him, a sarcastic sneer flashed across his knife-like face.

Amidst the violent shouts, the long knife was like lightning, and he charged unstoppably into the ant-like enemy group. For Nie Zefeng, killing was never the goal, it was just a means.

He was by no means a murderous person, but this time he had to admit that this crazy killing was so enjoyable.

Along the way, long swords were dancing in all directions. Wherever the blade passed, those frightened Liu Jun were like powerless wheat, being harvested by him wantonly.

Ten people, fifty people, a hundred people...

Nie Zefeng, whose eyes were bloodshot after killing him, could no longer remember how many people had fallen victim to his sword.

Ten thousand fierce warriors marched straight in, mercilessly crushing the enemies in their way under the iron hoofs and blades.

Nie Zefeng drove his horse like lightning, cutting a bloody path and crossing the suspension bridge in an instant.

The moment he crossed the suspension bridge, he opened his sword left and right, cutting off the ropes of the suspension bridge. With his anger and power, he rode straight towards the city gate like cutting through waves.

"Brother, what...what should we do? The enemy is about to enter the city."

Zhang Fei screamed with a trembling voice, his teeth trembling.

Guan Yu's face was as pale as paper. He looked at the enemies approaching fiercely outside the city and sighed helplessly: "The situation is over, but the green hills are still there. We don't have to worry about running out of firewood. Let's go quickly through the south gate before the enemy forces enter the city.

Retreat to Xiapi."

"However, if Xuzhou is lost, Xuzhou will be exposed to Nie Zefeng's troops. We, we..."

Zhang Fei was already speechless.

Guan Yu frowned and said: "If the city is lost, it can be regained. We are your lord's right-hand men. If something goes wrong, who will take care of your lord's worries?"

Zhang Fei heard that his brother was looking for an excuse to abandon the city and escape.

Seeing that the enemy troops had reached the city gates, Zhang Fei also knew that there was nothing he could do to save his life. He thought it was important to save his life, so he kept echoing.

So the two brothers abandoned tens of thousands of soldiers and fled to the south gate of Xuzhou.

At this time, Nie Zefeng and his elite men were riding their horses and wielding their swords. They arrived at the North Gate of Xuzhou.

Liu Jun, who was crowded at the city gate, realized how stupid he was at this time. Realizing that death was coming, they suddenly woke up. They no longer scrambled to enter the city, and tens of thousands of troops dispersed and fled.

Nie Zefeng rode his horse and crossed his sword. He marched on a bloody road and entered the north gate of Xuzhou first.

A group of Sergeants Liu at the city gate did not know that the situation was over, and planned to forcefully close the city gate.

Nie Zefeng arrived like the wind, using his broadsword and bow left and right, killing more than ten enemy soldiers who tried to close the city gate to pieces.

Ten thousand Nie Zefeng's soldiers, like tigers and wolves, poured in from the north gate.
Chapter completed!