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The wait is always difficult, and the night was unusually long.

On the bed, Liu Bei tossed and turned, unable to sleep all night, the wick had begun to shoot his head, crackling, annoying, Liu Bei got up in one go, put on a big coat, and cut the wick of the headshot short.

The dim light burned again, the light in his eyes flickered, Liu Bei fell into deep thought, and couldn't calm down for a long time.

According to the normal steps, Cao Thief should have arrived at Huarong Road in the evening, but now that the time has passed, Yun Chang's flying pigeon Chuan Fei has not come, and the same Wen Chang's flying pigeon Chuan Fei has not come.

Could it be that something happened?

There are only two roads in front of the Cao thief, one is the Huarong Trail, which is rugged and difficult to travel, where Guan Yu is guarded; The other is a flat road that leads directly to Jiangling, where Wei Yan is guarded.

No matter which way he goes, Cao Thief only has a dead end, but now there is no news, what is going on?

Obviously, if they encounter an enemy situation, whether it is Wei Yan or Guan Yu, they will definitely make a report, but now there is no such information, which can only prove that they have not encountered an enemy situation!

Could it be that Cao Thief didn't go Huarong Road at all?

But if he doesn't take Huarong Road, where will he go?

Could it be that it just disappeared? This is obviously impossible.

The warm yellow light shone on Liu Bei's handsome face, shining brightly, and this night was destined to be sleepless.

******

The place where Wei Yan was ambushed on the main road had been exposed, and he had already sent the news to Xu Shu, who ordered to quickly transfer to Huarong Trail and join Guan Yu.

At this time, Guan Yu also received Xu Shu's flying pigeon message, and after waiting for almost a day and a night, the soldiers were a little tired.

In this cold winter wind, camping in the open air, not even daring to make a fire, such a night is simply life-threatening!

More than a dozen soldiers formed a group. Keeping each other warm, shivering from the cold, and Guan Yu tightened the green robe and endured the bitter cold. Sit upright on the rock, immovable.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally, the first meter of sunlight in the morning shone into Huarong Trail.

Guan Yu felt the slightest warmth and opened his eyes. Take a sip and feel refreshed.

A rush of footsteps hit, Guan Yu looked back, and saw the little official hurrying over, and asked, "What happened?" ”

The little official clenched his fists and arched his hands: "General! Outside Huarong Road, the enemy situation was discovered. According to General Wei, it was Xiahou Yuan's two sons in Jiangling City, Xiahou Heng and Xiahou Ba! ”

Guan Yu stroked his long hair with his hand and snorted, with a faint contempt in the corner of his eyes: "Xiahou Yuan has some skills. But these two sons hum! The milky smell has not dried, and it is not enough. How many centaurs were brought? ”

The little official bowed and said: "If you return to General Guan, there are about more than 2,000 people." ”

"Two Thousand Centaurs"

Guan Yu chewed lightly, remembering that there were only five hundred elites on his side, plus Wei Yan's four hundred remnants, the total strength was less than one thousand, this Xiahou second son was not enough, but there were more than 10,000 troops in Jiangling, and it was always a hidden danger that Xiahou Yuan did not appear, so he had to guard against it.

A little groaning. Guan Yu waved his hand and beckoned: "Guan Ping, Zhou Cang listen to the order." ”

The two of them arched their hands: "The end will be." ”

"The two of you led a hundred elites, ambushed at the exit of Huarong Dao, and after the battle began, Ruo Xiahou Yuan brought troops to help. You two must stop me at the mountain pass, as long as it lasts for half an hour.

Xiahou Yuan will definitely support him with all his strength in this battle, and the two of you have few troops, so you must be careful and remember not to be reckless. ”

The two of them agreed, and immediately led the troops away.

Guan Yu beckoned to the little official and said, "You go back and inform the chief." If the enemy comes, let him enter Huarong Road first, and after the battle starts on my side, his side can attack, and there must be no mistake. ”

"No!" The little official answered the order and immediately turned to leave.

******

Da! Da! Da!

The slow and messy sound of horses' hooves mixed with the footsteps of the soldiers, from far to near, gradually thickened.

Xiahou Heng rode his horse slowly, the silver spear in his hand was clenched, his eyes were always alert to everything around him, and the soldiers beside him were even more swords in hand, always on guard, and explored forward in battle formation.

The sound of the gurgling stream, the quiet and murderous Huarong Dao, at this moment, the sense of danger is infinitely amplified.

Through the gap between the branches and leaves, a pair of eyes receded.

"General Guan! Here it comes. ”

Guan Yu took a deep breath, the Qinglong knife in his palm spun, and he pulled it in his hand suddenly, his eyes flashed, and the killing intent was permeated: "Inform the brothers, get ready." ”

"No."

Suddenly!

The two partridges flapped their wings, cooed twice, and flew away.

Xiahou Heng's heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and he unconsciously clenched the silver gun in the tent, and in an instant, his eyes swept over the entire Huarong Dao, there was no half a figure, and there was not even a little other sound, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but sweat was already on his forehead.

Xiahou Heng exhaled deeply and waved his hand to continue moving forward.

A little stone slag rolled down the cliff on one side, and a small official looked up and glanced up, and couldn't help but exclaim, a huge stone smashed down on his head, and he didn't even have time to dodge, he was stoned to death!

Followed by the rocks on the cliffs on both sides, pouring down like rain, the soldiers of the Cao army hurriedly looked for cover to dodge, and shouted: "Enemy attack!" Enemy attack! ”

Xiahou Heng knew that he would be ambushed, so he was a little calm at the moment, not as nervous as he was at the beginning, with a silver gun in his hand, flying up and down left and right, and there was not a single stone that could get close to him.

"Hidden! Take cover! Xiahou Heng roared angrily.

At this moment, a voice sounded in the valley: "The thief is leaving, Guan Yunchang has been waiting here for a long time!" ”

A gust of wind struck his face, and when Xiahou Heng reacted, a red-faced and long-haired general had already been killed in front of him, and the jujube red rabbit Ma Xiyu hissed, as fast as lightning.

Guan Yu Danfeng's eyes widened, his silkworm eyebrows were upside down, and the Qinglong Yanyue Knife hung with a sharp whistling sound and fell into the sky.

Xiahou Heng was still a little weaker after all, at this moment, in the face of a god general like Guan Yu, for a while, there was only panic left, his pupils dilated, his mouth opened, and the silver spear in his hand forgot to raise it.

Laugh at!

At a glance, a bloody human head flew out, and a stream of blood spurted more than three feet.

On the war horse, Xiahou Heng has become a headless ghost general.

The three armies were shocked!

The red rabbit horse is still galloping like the wind, Guan Yunchang is still wielding a knife like rain, and everywhere he passes is flesh and blood, exclaiming.

The battle must be resolved in the shortest possible time, otherwise Guan Ping and Zhou Cang will not be able to resist for long, this is the easiest way in Guan Yu's heart.

The rugged road could not stop the footsteps of the red rabbit horse, and the sharp whistling mixed with the long hissing of the red rabbit horse was like a demon's horn, urging the soul to ask for his life.

Killing directly from the beginning to the end, just when Wei Yanzheng and Xiahou Ba were fighting together, Guan Yu roared: "Wen Chang retreat, watch me kill him!" ”

This roar couldn't help but distract Xiahou Ba slightly, Wei Yan looked at the opportunity, and slashed out with a slash, directly shocking the spear in Xiahou Ba's palm.

As soon as Xiahou Ba came back to his senses, the long knife was already standing on his neck.

The corners of Wei Yan's mouth curled slightly, and a cruel smile bloomed: "Don't move!" ”

(PS: It's not that Wei Yan's martial arts are much worse than Guan Yu's, but that Xiahou Heng's martial arts are much worse than Xiahou Ba's, which makes Wei Yan able to fight with Xiahou Ba.) (To be continued.) )