"Poof!" Gao Shun touched the ground with both feet, gritted his steel teeth, and knelt down unsteadily, his face was bruised, and he fell headlong, and there was only silence left between heaven and earth.

Guan Yu turned around, he couldn't find Gao Shun's location anymore, and he had no time to chase after him, and the frantically trapped Chen camp soldiers shouted and surrounded him, and under Guan Yu's blade, they were crushed into pieces one by one, but they went forward and followed, and no one flinched.

The trap camp is Gao Shun's trap camp, without Gao Shun, the trap camp no longer exists. Guan Yu's knights rushed up and smashed the heavily armored trap camp, but no one retreated.

Seven hundred, five hundred, three hundred......

"Take the city!" Guan Yu rushed out of the already dilapidated trap camp, and the wide-open Shuofang City was at his feet.

"Kill!"

Hundreds of cavalry cheered in unison, danced their fronts, and rolled towards Shuofang City.

The general is still outside the city, and Lord Gao Shun is still outside the city!

"Kill!"

There was a fierce cry in Shuofang City, and all the wolf riders rushed out, today, either you die or I live!

It's just that, apart from Lu Bu, who else in the world can stop Guan Yu?

……

"Dang!" A spear flew to the side, it was Liu Feng!

Zhang Liao raised his head, Liu Feng's spear was against his shoulder, and the divine horse was comparable to the red flame horse of the red man, with a heavy snort. Zhang Liao is not Lu Bu, he is bare-handed, and he only has the share of being slaughtered. The general died in a hundred battles and died on the battlefield, it was originally the fate of a man, but it was a pity that he died in front of his home like this, and he was unwilling!

"Take it away!" Liu Feng let out a long breath, half of his face was stained with slush, and he didn't even have time to wipe it, so he only glanced at Zhang Liao slightly, and looked up at Lu Bu, who was riding in the dust. In front, it was the second uncle Guan Yu who was attacking the city, Lu Bu, you run, you can't run!

At the scene just now, Liu Feng still has palpitations in his heart, but he still has a feeling, that's just that!

Yes, it's just that, and neither is Lu Bu.

Zhang Liao didn't move at all, let the two Liu Feng personal riders tie him into a zongzi, and did not resist, and at his feet, a Liu Feng personal guard reached out and lifted him up, crossed the horse, and turned back to the camp. Zhang Liao's eyes widened, and the mutilated corpses all over the ground shook in front of him one by one, and suddenly, a person with a flying spear in his body appeared in front of him, Wei Xu!

Zhang Liao's heart ached, he closed his eyes, and the crisp horse bell was extraordinarily pleasant and clear, like a melodious song, slowly flowing by. Two tears overflowed the corners of Zhang Liao's eyes, gradually gathered, and fell silently, in the snow, mixed with the blood and water of the stumps, and could no longer be found.

One hand wiped on his face, the cold was the snow, and the hot was the sweat, Liu Feng let out a long breath, and turned around, the three hundred pro-soldiers did not lose much, and many people's blades did not even wipe the blood, but they all had a feeling of being in a different world, waiting quietly behind Liu Feng. 3

Morale can be boosted!

Liu Feng shook his head and raised his spear: "Kill the enemy, advance!" ”

"Forward!"

Three hundred people shouted in unison, the cold blades pointed at the boundless sky, goose feathers and heavy snow, and then gargled and fell. Liu Feng took the lead and rushed to the place where the fighting was most tragic, and Lu Bu didn't know where to hide.

He's a fast runner!

"Protect your lordship!" The soldiers of the trapped Chen camp, who were retreating, saw that another enemy army had been killed, and they shouted violently and danced their swords vigorously. The spear penetrated through the chest, grabbed it with its hand, grabbed it to the death, and threw the war knife in his hand, with the last shout, maybe, hit the enemy, perhaps, he didn't catch anything, no one knew.

"Trapped? Gao Shun! Liu Feng's eyes lit up, and the indomitable trap Chen Ying was actually defeated under the blow of the second uncle, Gao Shun, where is Gao Shun?

"Kill!" There was no need for Liu Feng to give an order, and the screaming personal cavalry rushed up, and among the soldiers of the trapped Chen camp who were desperately intercepting, they struck down the last straw and cut the sharpest knife.

Picking up a trapped Chen camp soldier, Liu Feng's eyes were on the most dense place in front of him, more than a dozen soldiers with resolute faces were desperately protecting a horse, on the horseback, was a general covered in blood, his left hand hung weakly, and the place of his right arm was a blur of flesh and blood.

"Gao Shun!" Liu Feng and Gao Shun had only fought from afar under the Tiger Prison, but they still recognized the soul of the trapped Chen Ying with a white face at a glance, "Capture Gao Shun alive!" ”

Liu Feng's pupils widened, he raised his spear and shouted, the tip of the spear was sensitively slashed between the throats of a trapped-camp soldier, picked it up on the left, inserted it into the eye socket of another trapped-camp warrior, turned up on the right, and passed through the back of the neck of a person on the right.

Gao Shun, as long as you still have a breath, I can spare your life!

For Liu Beijun, the battle has reached the final stage, Lu Bu fled, Gao Shun was injured and unconscious, Zhang Liao was captured, and the Shuofang City that was opened, Liu Beijun's soldiers had rushed to the city, and with a knife cut down, the banner of the word "Lu" was like a lost life, slowly falling.

"Capture Gao Shun alive, don't hurt him!" Liu Feng threw a combat knife with a single shot, and took another step forward in the blockage of the soldiers of the Chen camp. The spear, which could already reach Gao Shun's body, slid in front of the eyes of the soldier who was full of grief and anger on the horse, and retreated.

Lord Gao Shun is dead, and the trapped Chen camp no longer exists.

The trapped Chen camp is dead, how can I live!

None of the soldiers in the camp retreated, and everyone was heavily protected in front of their adults with the determination to die, even if their adults were just corpses.

Of the 700 people trapped in the Chen camp, there were less than 30 people left, but they took the lives of thousands of Guan Yu Jingqi, and the only thing that can be regretted is that they failed to hurt Guan Yu in the slightest.

Liu Feng's gun slowed down, stopped, raised his right arm, and the guards retreated, forcing the last soldier trapped in the Chen camp.

"General Gao Shun is not dead yet, I can save his life." Liu Feng said lightly, as if he was not persuading him to surrender, but a heartbroken doctor, persuading the stubborn family members to let themselves save the patient's life.

No one stepped back, no one nodded, but all of them just took a short break after a round of training, waiting for Lord Gao Shun's order, and then the next round of stabbing.

Ahead, the fierce fighting continues.

The battlefield is not a place to pay attention to benevolence and righteousness, Liu Feng's spear tightened tightly, and finally did not raise it: "Put down General Gao Shun, I-"

"Poof!" Qingyue's armor-breaking sound pressed Liu Feng's words back, and slowly lifted it up, on his chest, a slender feather arrow, the tail of the arrow trembled violently, and the blood, through the underwear, outer robe, and thick armor, seeped out, like a stream, like a mountain torrent, erupted, and could not be contained.

Ahead, a light cavalry rushed over, and the first general, who did not know him, shook the longbow in his hand.

"Protect Childe!"

"Kill!"

The guards, who were stunned, rushed up in frenzy......