"How can that kid break through the city? When the enemy appeared, why didn't the defenders of the North Gate report early? ”

Guan Yu was furious, jumped up, and subconsciously wanted to touch his hair, but suddenly found that his hair was wet with wine, and what he touched was a wet piece. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

A trace of angry embarrassment suddenly swelled up on his red face, and he shook his hand fiercely.

At this moment, a thought suddenly popped into his mind, as if he had suddenly figured out something.

"Isn't it ......"

Guan Yu's body was shocked again, and his arrogant and angry red face suddenly surged with shame.

He didn't think much about it, picked up the Qinglong Knife, and strode down the high stairs and rushed out of the lobby.

Listening with his ears up, he heard a faint sound of shouting and killing outside the mansion, and the rumbling sound of iron hooves approaching the county government.

Guan Yu's gloomy face changed color again, realizing the seriousness of the situation, he couldn't care much about it, so he hurriedly put on his clothes and armor and rushed out of the mansion.

At this time, the streets and alleys were already in chaos, and I saw the defeated soldiers fleeing all the way from the other end of the street, all of them in great fear.

In the direction of the north gate, the dust and mist were soaring, blood was flying, and groups of cavalry were rolling over here.

The big banner with the word "Tao" was leading countless Tao soldiers and soldiers to rush towards him.

In the first direction, the veteran was unstoppable, and where the axe swept through, he slashed people's heads, most of which was the rumored veteran Lian Po who pretended to be the name of the ancients in the pottery merchant army.

Guan Yu saw it completely at this time, the enemy was the Lang Evil Tao Army, and he also recognized it angrily that following Lian Po, the kid who killed his own army was the Tao Shang himself.

"How can the potters pass through a distance of hundreds of miles and enter my city without warning, where is Fu Shiren?" Guan Yu yelled angrily.

Although he had already guessed eight or nine points, he was as arrogant and conceited as he was, and he still did not want to believe that the potter had deceived him by opening the city gate in the name of sending grain.

If he admits it, it means that he admits that he was being played by the potter.

A dignified and beautiful bearded man, warm wine and slashing Huaxiong, famous all over the world, how could he be played by the potter's son.

"General Yuguan, it was the Tao army who disguised himself as a man transporting grain to infiltrate the city, and suddenly made a difficult attack to capture the city gate, General Fu hurriedly led the army to block, but was captured by the enemy......" A small colonel who came from the defeat shouted tremblingly.

There was another thunderclap, and it fell head-on.

This time, Guan Yu's remaining conceit was completely shattered, and he had to accept this cruel truth:

The potter deliberately robbed him of his grain and grass, apologized to him, and deliberately showed weakness, just to use the excuse of protecting the grain, he justifiably sent troops into Tancheng, and unexpectedly captured the south gate to cover the army to take advantage of the situation to enter the city.

All kinds of layouts, all kinds of plans, there is no trace, so that he fell into the trap unconsciously.

It's ridiculous that Guan Yu is still conceited that the potter is really afraid of him, but he doesn't know that he has been played by the potter, and he doesn't realize it.

"Potter thief, it turns out that you have already calculated that you want to rebel, and you dare to play the general-" Guan Yu roared angrily, a mouthful of steel teeth was about to shatter, and Danfeng's eyes were about to crack.

In the moment of his indignation, he hurriedly met the enemy defenders, and in the face of the overwhelming superiority of the Tao army, they retreated one after another like defeat, and there was no way to stop them.

Among the Tao army, Guan Yu recognized the familiar face.

It was that sinister and cunning boy who disguised himself as an incompetent gentleman who hid from the eyes of all of them, and dismantled their plans to kill people with knives again and again.

Now, that kid actually humiliated him at this critical moment, and he was about to take away the Tancheng that he thought he had built to be impregnable.

Bearded man, how can you suffer such humiliation!

"Potter traitor, you have finally revealed your true colors, Guan Mou just got rid of you today, and the head was brought in-" Guan Yu, who was annoyed and angry, let out a long roar that shook the sky, and slapped his horse and danced his knife to kill the pottery merchant.

He was so confident in his martial arts that he thought he would take the head of the potter in the army by himself.

Just kill the thief and it's all over.

The soldiers of the Tao Army who killed the red-eyed soldiers, but they were not afraid, they still rushed wildly, and when they saw Guan Yu rushing over, they pounced on it.

"Ant-like things, dare to stand in my way Guan Yu, looking for death!"

Guan Yu's eyes were extremely disdainful, and the Qinglong Sword in his hand was unfurled like an iron curtain, the fierce blade was indestructible, and in the bursts of miserable howls, warm blood splashed wildly in the sky, and the stumps and broken weapons flew down in all directions.

"Martial Saint Guan Yu's strength, 97 force value, really not covered, it seems to be very strong......"

Looking at the scene of Guan Yu's bloody killing, Tao Shang couldn't help but feel a slight shock in his heart, and even felt that Guan Yu's martial arts were too strong, and it was necessary for him to retreat a little.

The thought of backing down flashed, and the potter's gaze quickly returned to firmness.

The two armies are fighting, if he moves as the chief general, the fighting spirit of the whole army is likely to be frustrated, and if Guan Yu takes advantage of the situation to counterattack, his army is in danger of being defeated.

Today's battle can only advance, not retreat!

Don't back down!

The potter's determination was like iron, his sword eyebrows were horizontal, and he said sharply: "The whole army must not retreat, and those who win the head of Guan Yu will be rewarded!" ”

Under the encouragement of the potters, the soldiers mustered up the courage to go forward one after another, fearlessly blocking Guan Yu.

"The surname is Guan, I heard that you are warm wine and cut Huaxiong, and your martial arts are world-famous, and the old man Lian Po will have your tricks for a while." In the fierce scream, Lian Po killed, opened the mountain axe and cut out a bloody road, and went straight to Guan Yu to kill.

When the potter saw that Lian Po had been killed, he was overjoyed, but he hurriedly reminded loudly: "Guan Yu's first three knives are extraordinary, the old general must be careful." ”

He is familiar with history, and knows that whether Guan Yu kills Huaxiong or kills Lian and Wen Chou, he always wins quickly within three swords.

Therefore, the potter guessed that Guan Yu must have a unique set of methods that could raise his martial arts to the limit in the first three swords, and catch the enemy off guard.

Guan Yu, who was in the frenzy, heard the potter's warning voice, but his expression changed slightly, obviously surprised that the potter had peeked through the reality of his martial arts.

The surprise was only for a moment, Guan Yu immediately laughed violently, "The old puppet who pretended to be the name of the ancients, even if you know the subtleties of the general's martial arts, my Qinglong Sword will still take your head!" ”

In the wild laughter that defied the world, Guan Yu urged the horse to dance the knife, like a red lightning, tearing through the rebellious army, and in an instant, like an iron tower, he was in front of Lian Po.

In an instant, Lian Po suddenly felt a terrifying murderous aura, frantically swept towards him, the murderous aura was so strong that it seemed to have interfered with his spirit, oppressing him to the point that he almost had the illusion of suffocation.

When his mind was shocked, the Qinglong Knife in Guan Yu's hand had turned into a fan-shaped face, and with the force of destroying the world, it cut towards Lian Po's neck.