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The dust and smoke rise, the flying flag rolls, and the long knife goes.

Listening to the sound of horses' hooves getting closer and closer to the city, a smile finally rose on the corner of Xiahou Yuan's devilish mouth.

The fighting in the city is getting more and more tense.

Two fists are hard to beat with four hands, and the evil tiger is still afraid of wolves. Although Xiahoudun and Xu Zhu are as evil as eagles, fierce as tigers, and hateful as bears, the soldiers defending the city are not clay sculptures, and the duty of defending the city and the death of the robe Ze made them all bloody, and hundreds of soldiers rushed to Cao Jun one after another.

However, the personal soldiers led by Xiahoudun and Xu Zhu were all carefully selected from Cao's army, and they were either strongmen in the three mountains and five mountains or chivalrous warriors in the rivers and lakes, or killers who were good at assassination or warriors who crisscrossed the battlefield.

Not to mention anything else, there are six or seven Sima and lieutenants in the army alone, which shows how much Cao cares about Liu Bei, just a sneak attack brought so many good men together.

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles.

They, Xiahoudun, and Xu Zhu were just firmly stationed at the entrance of the stairs in the inner city, and they didn't move a step, but they kept drawing and waving their knives, and they still quickly smeared a pool of blood under their feet.

The blood was raging, the bloody wind was raging, and they held their heads high and did not retreat a single step.

Of course, Xiahou Yuan was not easy, although Xiahou Yuan and Xu Zhu had already blocked most of the attacks for him, but the lifeblood of the city gate was in his hands.

He is there, and the gates are there. The city gate is here, and the praise can easily be surnamed Cao.

There was a river of blood on the top of the city, and there was also blood at the gates.

The Cold Moon Knife in his hand had lost its original color, and the silver brilliance had long been obscured by red.

"Xiahou Xiao'er, dare to come and brush your grandfather's tiger whiskers, and come to death quickly!"

Xiahou Yuan shook his arm slightly, and was about to swing his knife again to rush into the crowd, when he suddenly heard a dense sound of horses' hooves behind the crowd, a thunderbolt exploded in front of him, and a snake spear stabbed like a tiger.

The sound is like thunder, and the air runs through Changhong.

The first dozens of enemy soldiers retreated like a tide, and a large avenue suddenly appeared in front of him, and Zhang Fei jumped to the horse with the eight snake spears in his hand.

Xiahou Yuan sneered and rushed forward and fought with Zhang Fei.

This fight, only to the dark, the two of them are exhausted, it can definitely be regarded as Xiahou Yuan's pinnacle since his debut.

But see:

One was eager to avenge the soldiers, his voice was like thunder, and the eight snake spears in his hands flickered up and down, and his eyes were like copper bells; One insisted on breaking the city for the lord, brave as thunder, holding the cold moon broadsword from time to time, grinning like Shura. Where the snake spear starts, a little cold light flies; When the big knife fell, the sound of a tiger roaring into the ears.

One had to close the gates of praise before Cao arrived, while the other had to keep the gates open when the lord arrived.

Both of them killed the liver fire, swords and spears, and killed dozens of rounds.

Zhang Fei became more and more impatient the more he killed, this Xiahou Yuan really lived up to his reputation, his tenacity was greatly unexpected to him, he originally thought that the person who came today should be a friend with flowers in his hand, but he didn't expect that it was a jackal with a sword.

Xiahou Yuan became more and more calm, although he was not Zhang Fei's opponent, but he already had confidence, he had already heard the sound of horses' hooves not far from here, he believed that before the arrival of the lord, he could still drag Zhang Fei to stabilize the situation.

However, it was not Cao's army that came first, but Xu Sheng.

In history, Zhang Fei and Zhang Sanye are not completely reckless, at least in terms of respecting the scholars, he is much better than Guan Yu. For example, interpreting Yan Yan, such as staying at Liu Ba's house, etc., these stories all vaguely contradict his attitude towards the scholars.

Hearing Chen Jue's visit, Zhang Fei was of course overjoyed, after all, Chen Jue is a well-known big family in Xuzhou, and now he can come from Xiapi hundreds of miles away to deliver letters, which obviously represents the attitude of Chen Qi and even the Xuzhou scholars towards their brothers.

Zhang Fei was overjoyed, and rushed away with only a few personal soldiers, but Xu Sheng waited for the soldiers at the gate of the city to ask for help in the county office.

The willows outside the wind are urgent, and the horses are lightly carried.

There is no light car, but there is a war horse, a war horse that is faster and faster than a light car.

After dispatching 1,000 soldiers to the other three city gates, Xu Sheng took the remaining five or six thousand people straight to the city gates where Cao's army was attacking. Along the way, when Zhang Fei was anxious, Xu Sheng had already come behind him.

"Three generals, quickly retreat!"

There are bows, arrows, spears and soldiers under the tent, and they are fighting alone with Xiahou Yuan, and I don't know what these three generals think, is the spirit of martial arts more important than this city and the soldiers and people all over the city?

Xu Sheng scolded in his abdomen, shouted at Zhang Fei, and with a wave of his hand, more than a thousand crossbowmen took arrows and wound up their arrows to aim at Xiahou Yuan and his own soldiers in the field, and the rest of the soldiers put down a goose-shaped array at the gate of the city with spears and vertical battle shields.

Hundreds of shields surrounded everyone on three sides like turtle shells, and thousands of spears stretched out from the shields, just waiting for Xu Sheng's order.

It's a pity that Zhang Fei didn't want to win more or less, or that he couldn't win Xiahou Yuan in front of thousands of troops and horses, which made him very faceless. Hearing Xu Sheng's words, instead of withdrawing from the field, he bullied and fought with Xiahou Yuan, but the snake spear in his hand became more and more anxious.

One spear for one knife, one knife for one spear.

The two fought for more than ten times, Zhang Fei had firmly gained the upper hand, but Xiahou Yuan gradually lost his strength, the Cold Moon Knife in his hand became slower and heavier, and there were already a few wounds stabbed by the spear in front of him, maybe in a few rounds Xiahou Yuan would die under the spear.

Suddenly, the earth rolled, like a dragon on the ground, and a cannon rang out at the city gate, and thousands of sharp arrows came out of the doorway, and fell down fluttering past the two of them.

Cao is coming! Cao has arrived!

What's special, I'm not afraid of god-like opponents, I'm afraid of pig-like teammates, Zhang Sanye, you're a pig teammate who cheats dads!

The chain knife was horizontal, and a sharp arrow fell in the air, Xu Sheng snorted secretly at Zhang Fei, and the chain knife suddenly raised above his head and shouted angrily: "Cao dog thief treacherously invaded my state and county, brothers, and go out with me to kill the general, this general ordered: But those who kill Cao thieves will be rewarded with ten taels of silver!" ”

"Boom!"

Xu Sheng gave an order, as if he had ignited a powder keg all over the ground, and the soldiers raised their swords and went to the city gate to cover up.

As for Xiahou Yuan, then leave it to the three generals who have been able since ancient times!

The two steel torrents suddenly met in the door hole, and suddenly they burst out in the door hole like the confluence of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River.

Zhang Fei was still fighting with Xiahou Yuan, and Cao Hong, Cao Zhen, Zang Ba, Le Jin, and Cao's personal soldier Dian Wei had already led his soldiers to kill them from the city gate.

The two iron halberds in Dian Wei's hands were like two long dragons, devouring the lives of Xu Sheng's soldiers; The big knife in Le Jin's hand was like a poisonous snake, and it was full of the blood of the warriors when he opened his mouth.

gilt boring and phoenix mouth knives shuttle back and forth; Zhan golden guns, maces, you come and go.

A few tigers took the lead, how did the sheep resist the enemy? Although there must be brave men under the heavy reward, after all, there is only Xu Sheng in the general in the city except for Zhang Fei, and he is not Nezha riding Hot Wheels, without three heads and six arms, how can he resist several fierce generals at the same time?

Cao Ying's war horses and soldiers, under the leadership of Dian Wei and others, saw the blood, sprinkled joy as if they had to gallop at the gate of the city, the sound of soldiers was endless, and the cold air of killing intent rose and fell one after another.

The soldiers of the city of Praise fell like wheat harvested in pools of blood.

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