A roar, a scream.

A long knife, a human head.

Since Guan Ping had renamed the trumpet Qinglong Glaive Knife that his father had created for him as the Blade of Revenge, his purpose was, of course, to avenge his father. His enemies were Changshan Zhao Zilong, the Zhendong general of the Han Dynasty, and Wang Deyu, the former general.

But it's a pity that Zhao Yun and Wang Li are not easy to kill. They are now the generals and princes of the Megatron side, and if they want to kill the two of them, they must first kill everyone who stands in their way.

If you want to see the mountain, you can only cut through the haze and climb the stairs.

If you want to see Wang Li, you can only remove all the obstacles in front of him.

Cai He is not Zhao Yun's person yet, let alone Wang Li's general, but he is in front of Guan Ping at the moment, and he is an obstacle in front of Guan Ping.

God blocks and kills God, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha.

I'm already in the devil, no matter what his surname is Cai He!

Cutting off the captain's head with a knife, Guan Ping shouted angrily, the blade of hatred in his hand was once again raised high, exuding boundless coldness, a buzz split the void, and the long knife turned into a green dragon with a cold light through layers of autumn rain and suddenly came to the top of Cai He's head.

The autumn rain is still falling quietly, and the dense rain mist washes the yellowed weeds after the autumn frost, and washes the blood sprayed out of the neck of the captain.

However, the autumn rain is bitterly cold, and the green dragon is even more cold.

Cai He's eyes were slight, and there was boundless fear in his eyes.

He is just a second- or third-rate military general in the world, and he has only come to this point with the relationship of the Cai family, his ability on the water, and his eyes to know people, how could he not know that the martial arts of this person in front of him are far superior to him?

The determination and killing intent of this knife had been seen twice in Xiangyang City back then. One of them is named Gan Ning, and the other is named Huang Zhong. Now both of them are serving under Wang Li's account, and along the way, they have become famous generals in the southern and northern wars.

Although Guan Ping's knife is not as good as the two of them, it is not far apart, and it is even possible that Guan Ping has seen the mountain in front of him. But no matter what, after all, he is by no means invincible.

Previously, he dared to come forward, but in the name of General Liu's subordinates. However, once Zhang Guan didn't care about his identity, his arrogance became his joke.

He didn't dare to confront Guan Ping, he could only retreat.

The three-pointed two-edged knife suddenly slammed upward, Cai He's waist straightened, and his arms held the handle of the knife and turned abruptly, like a large peng with wings spread and flew into the air, and then greeted the green dragon with lightning speed.

Two knives, two gusts of wind, two bolts of lightning through the rain.

Everyone was looking forward to the two knives meeting, and even Guan Ping's mouth showed a hideous smile, and the hands of the Blade of Hatred held by him became more and more bruised.

It's a pity that Cai He is just Cai He after all, he is not a generation of righteous martyrs Yan Gaoqing who is not afraid of cutting his flesh and tongue, nor is he Li Ruyue, the imperial history of the Southern Ming Dynasty who peels his skin and shouts cool, he is just a nameless person who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

Seeing that the two knives were about to meet, Cai He suddenly made a decision that stunned everyone, only to see him throw his hands away, his waist bent, and then his feet suddenly turned the horse's head and ran behind him.

"Dang!"

With a thunderclap, the two knives met in the air, bursting into starlight. However, the phrase "thunder and rain" sometimes does not only describe the weather, but also sometimes it also describes a certain event or moment, such as now.

The two knives met, and the blade of hatred was still in Guan Ping's hands, but the three-pointed and two-edged knife had fallen into the rain, just like the famous swords that were discarded by famous generals in the mountains and fields after the war, full of decadence and gloom.

Guan Ping was stunned, Cai He was already two or three feet away from him, tightened the blade of hatred, and wanted to cross the horse to chase forward, but saw more than two hundred sword and shield soldiers suddenly flash in front of Cai He, one by one the shields were inserted on the ground, and a steel defense line was reached in an instant, as thick as a mountain.

At this moment, a beam of purple fire flew up from Cai He's hand, flew up from the array behind the shield, and approached the sky above the forest, brilliant as a flower.

"Frank, don't talk nonsense with them anymore, cut them off at speed, they have reinforcements!"

Zhang Fei frowned, he seemed to have heard the sound of the horse's hooves in the distance, and he was a little uneasy in his heart, lest the long dream of the night would spoil his brother's good deeds.

The neighing of the horses gradually rose, and the two cavalry were ready to go, like the Han River under Xiangyang City, flowing out of the clouds and flowing water, and the two small hills with high tombs on the left and right converged in front of everyone's eyes, and then turned into a calm but infinite power river tide, overwhelming the sky, and instantly stirring up countless waves.

The waves are the long swords, short swords, spears, and sharp arrows in the hands of the cavalry.

The sword rises, the sword rises, the spear comes out, the arrow comes out.

Cai and all the soldiers under his command immediately stood in front of the mission, and surrounded the mission in the middle with their bodies of only more than 300 people.

However, since Zhang Fei and Guan Ping have torn their faces, where will they still put the lives of these Jingzhou soldiers in their eyes?

Countless flying arrows formed a large net that could not be escaped, and fell deep into the soil around the mission, and pierced under the feet of all Jingzhou soldiers.

Obviously, although Zhang Fei and Guan Ping didn't want to waste time, they were still reluctant to let these Jingzhou soldiers die under the sharp arrows of Hengfei.

Their plot had been going on for days, and the hatred in their hearts had been accumulating for months. They want the mission to die, they want Cai He to die, and they want the Jingzhou soldiers to die, but they must not want the mission, Cai He, and the Jingzhou soldiers to die like this, they want all these eyesore guys to die under their swords.

It seems that only in this way can they relax the long-suppressed block in their hearts.

The autumn rain is lingering and desolate. And the hearts of the people were desolate.

However, at this time, Cai He waved his hand and laughed: "Zhang Yide, I have to admit that after your training, the Jingzhou sons under your command have made great progress, even if it is a man under the account of General Wenpin, it is difficult for Yingfeng."

However, don't forget that what Jingzhou men miss most is their homeland. The Jingzhou Erlang under your command is the Jingzhou Erlang, and the Jingzhou Erlang under my account is also the Jingzhou Erlang, you may be able to order them to rush and kill any enemy, but you will never be able to let them kill each other! ”

Zhang Fei's color changed again, because he had already seen his sons and daughters showing a little unbearable.

Cai He laughed again: "As the saying goes: if you don't kiss your hometown, you can't kiss your hometown, and you don't have beautiful hometown water." In the final analysis, Uncle Liu Huang and Lord Thorn Shi are brothers in the clan, and the warriors under your command are all old people from the land of Jingchu.

Cai was stupid, and after thinking about it, he realized that it seemed that only the mission was an outsider in this battle. You and I are Liu Jingzhou's subordinates or distinguished guests, how can we hurt our brotherhood because of some outsiders?

Otherwise, I will hand over the mission to you, and you and Tan Zhixian's nephew will simply let Cai and his brothers leave here. Don't worry, today's matter, Cai and his brothers will never mention a word to Liu Jingzhou! ”

The people of the mission suddenly changed when they heard this, and their indignation overflowed, and they scolded Cai He for a while. But Zhang Fei and Guan Ping were slightly happy, and a trace of mockery and contempt hung on the corners of their mouths.

Between looking at each other, Zhang Fei already had a plan in his heart: since this Cai He is so greedy for life and afraid of death, then as long as he solves the thieves of the mission, and then takes down Cai He with his might, and swallows these hundreds of Jingzhou warriors, there must be no more beginning and end in this matter.

Zhang Fei shook his head, made a big move, and the warriors under his tent made a gap, and four soldiers under Cai He's command carried weapons and forced the carriage carrying Hu Zhao and Sima Yi and others to slowly come over.

The autumn rain continued to drift, and the carriage was approaching.

"The children dispersed!"

Zhang Fei looked at the deep ruts under the carriage and suddenly blessed his heart, his head seemed to be enlightened in an instant, and like a person who did not know martial arts was opened to the second vein of Ren Du, he shouted angrily at everyone, and stabbed the carriage with the Zhangba snake spear.

However, his anger came too late.

As soon as he finished speaking, two of the four warriors who were driving the carriage raised their swords and slammed them into the horse's back, while the other two took out a fire sickle from their bosoms and blew it into the carriage.

The horses neighed, and the carriage galloped. However, as soon as he took a breath, the carriage had already entered Zhang Fei's camp.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, like the thunder falling from the sky, like the roar of the Yellow River crashing on the bank, the carriage suddenly exploded, and countless fragments, iron filings, arrow clusters, blood and flames flew in all directions, and in the blink of an eye, the road within a radius of more than ten zhang was shrouded.