Cao Cao's voice was drowned out in the earth-shattering sound of killing.

"Let's hope we can see you again......"

Cao Cao sighed gloomily, turned around and pulled his son, and rushed towards Xiangping City.

Behind him, Yan Liang was galloping on his horse, murderous.

When he saw Cao Cao in front of him, his eyes were red, and he only thought about killing Cao Cao and making the first contribution to Pingliao.

At this moment, a Xiahou Yuan was killed halfway and blocked his way.

"Dare to stop me from killing Cao Cao, you are looking for death!"

Yan Liang roared to the sky, waved his war knife in his hand, and slashed towards Xiahou Yuan with the momentum of the heavens and the earth cracking.

Xiahou Yuan also roared like a tiger, took out his war knife with both arms, and did his best to block each other.

Throat!

Between heaven and earth, an earth-shattering metallic roar erupted, and scorching sparks splashed up, even burning the skin on Xiahou Yuan's hands.

Yan Liang's figure stood still.

Xiahou Yuan's chest was stagnant, his hands holding the knife were faintly numb, and his body shook slightly.

One move, a judgment.

Although Xiahou Yuan's martial arts are strong, compared with Yan Liang, the first general in Hebei, he is three points inferior.

"This guy's martial arts are really above me......"

Xiahou Yuan was secretly surprised in his heart, and his originally fierce fighting spirit was extinguished by three points in the blink of an eye.

"Stop me from killing Cao Cao, Xiahou Yuan, you must die today!"

Yan Liang was completely enraged, and with a violent roar, the war knife in his hand danced wildly like the wind, and the layers of knife shadows covered the sky, enveloping Xiahou Yuan's body.

Xiahou Yuan had no way to dodge, so he could only grit his teeth and try his best to raise his knife to block.

But seeing the flying sand and stones, sparks flew everywhere, and within a radius of five steps, all of them were covered by the sword qi of the two of them.

Any soldier, friend or foe, who approached, was to be crushed to pieces.

In the blink of an eye, the two had fought for more than thirty moves.

Yan Liang was furious, his sword was as fast as lightning and as thunder, and he had the upper hand.

Xiahou Yuan's martial arts were originally a few points weaker than Yan Liang, but now that his army was defeated, it seriously affected his morale and greatly reduced his martial arts.

Under the rise of one and the other, after thirty moves, Xiahou Yuan was oppressed by Yan Liang to the point of being in a hurry and flawed.

"Damn, if I continue to fight like this, I have to die in the hands of that guy, Meng De should have gone away, and it's time for me to withdraw."

Xiahou Yuan was timid in his heart, he didn't dare to fight again, and tried his best to attack a few moves, and then turned his horse away.

"Xiahou Yuan, don't run away if you have the courage!"

Yan Liang roared, slapped his horse and danced with a knife, and chased after him.

Xiahou Yuan didn't dare to turn back, and the blade cut the Soviet soldiers who were in the way, and rushed out of a bloody road, seeing that he was about to escape from the battlefield.

Although his martial arts are inferior to Yan Liang, Yan Liang's martial arts are not so strong that he doesn't even have a chance to escape.

Just when Xiahou Yuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had escaped, suddenly, a thunderous roar sounded in his ears.

"Xiahou Yuan, Wen Chou is here, can you still go!"

He was taken aback, and suddenly looked up, and saw a tiger general, stabbing obliquely.

It's an ugly text.

Wen Chou, one of the two heroes of Hebei.

Xiahou Yuan was terrified in his heart, he was bent on escaping, and he didn't notice at all that Wen Chou would kill like lightning.

Caught off guard, Xiahou Yuan didn't have time to gather all his strength, and when he raised his knife to block it, Wen Chou had already rushed diagonally.

When the gun fell, the war knife in Xiahou Yuan's hand was easily picked up.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Chou's tiger arm flew up, and the big gun was retracted and stabbed, and then attacked again.

Burst!

A dull sound of flesh and bone tearing sounded, and Xiahou Yuan's chest was pierced.

His eyes widened, and he looked down at the bleeding wound, his face was terrified and stunned, as if he couldn't believe that he would die on this battlefield in such a way.

Wen Chou snorted coldly, and the big gun stirred hard, directly piercing his back.

Xiahou Yuan screamed, his body shook violently, blood sprayed wildly on his chest, and he fell under the horse and died.

Wen Chou reined in the war horse, drew his sword and cut off Xiahou Yuan's head.

"Ziqin, you robbed me of my credit."

Yan Liang, who was rushing over, saw Wen Chou beheading Xiahou Yuan, and complained with a smile.

"Brother, I'm sorry, since I bumped into it, it's impossible for me not to accept this head, I can only invite you to drink when I turn around."

Wen Chou smiled apologetically, and said goodbye to the horse's back.

Yan Liang was not jealous, but laughed and said: "Okay, this is what you said, I have to make you poor!" ”

"My brother wants to drink, even if he drinks my ugliness to the point of bankruptcy, I am willing." Wen Chou laughed boldly.

The two Hebei heroes laughed loudly, and the heroic laughter echoed over the battlefield.

The entire Liaoshui ice surface was already full of blood, and the warm blood even began to melt the ice.

The 30,000 Cao soldiers who were killed cried wolf, and less than 10,000 men and horses were left, and they fled to Xiangping in embarrassment.

The Soviets took advantage of the situation to run over the ice, successfully landed on the east coast, and chased all the way to Xiangping City.

At dusk, the battle finally ended.

From Xiangping City to Liaoshui, the five or six miles long field is full of corpses left by Cao Jun, and the broken Cao Zi Banner was ruthlessly trampled under the feet of Soviet soldiers.

Su Zhe immediately went underground in Xiangping, swept the blood all around, looked at the trembling city from afar, and a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth.

"Lord, look whose head this is!"

Wen Chou rushed over and lit up Xiahou Yuan's bloody head in his hand in front of Su Zhe's eyes.

"Which Cao general did Ziqin behead again?" Su Zhe asked with a smile.

"Lord, Brother Ziqin, this is to behead Xiahou Yuan." Yan Liang said first.

Su Zhe's eyes moved, and his face was a little happy.

Cao Cao's generals suffered countless casualties, and there were not many generals left who could fight, and Xiahou Yuan was one of the best.

Now that Xiahou Yuan has also been beheaded, it is equivalent to Cao Cao's arms being cut off, and there is no more available general, Su Zheyan can not like it.

Su Zhe laughed and said happily: "Okay, Wen Chou, I have written down this great work for you, and after returning to the Central Plains, I will be rewarded heavily." ”

"Thank you Chu Gong!" Wen Chou got the promise of a reward, and he was overjoyed, and he was busy thanking him.

Yan Liangdao pointed at Xiangping and said excitedly: "Duke Chu, Cao Cao has been defeated and fled back to Xiangping City, now what should we want, do we want to take advantage of the situation to break through Xiangping and destroy Cao Cao." ”

"Don't be in a hurry."

Su Zhe pressed the horsewhip and sneered: "Cao Cao is at the end of his rope, and he can't struggle for a few days, so he will send an order to go down and ask the soldiers to set up camps on all sides of Xiangping, and give me Xiangping City to surround him. ”

The order was handed down, and the 70,000-strong army immediately stopped the attack, set up camp on all sides of Xiangping, and surrounded the entire Xiangping City into an iron bucket array.