To the east of the ditch, Liu Feng was in a white horse and silver robe, standing with a horizontal gun.

The cold river breeze blew the battle robe, the torch in his hand danced in the cold wind of hunting, and his handsome and cold face was slightly flushed with a little red in the wind that scraped his face like a knife.

Liu Fengying's eyes looked straight ahead, and a few hundred steps away, the bloody battle was about to come to an end.

No, not a fight, to be precise, a massacre.

The Cao army, who came from afar, seemed to have long expected what kind of strategy Mi Fang would take, so in this battle, the enemy generals also discharged a strange formation with the shield as the forerunner.

The kind of huge shield that is so large and unfriendly that it is usually used against cavalry. The bottom of this kind of shield can pierce deep into the earth, and when it is stable, it can be resisted by both bows and arrows and weapons, like a moving fortress fortification.

On the top of the shields, sharp spears were erected, and when the cavalry charged, the rows of spears stretched out formed a wall of thorns, and when the cavalry did not even touch the enemy's hair, men and horses would be stabbed into meat skewers.

And on today's battlefield with muddy and narrow terrain, the huge oar array discharged by Cao's army played an unexpected role. Relying on the super defensive power of the oars and shields, Cao Jun could calmly advance under the rain of bows and crossbows.

With just a simple change in formation, the disadvantage of the terrain was easily overcome, and the enemy general who led the army was definitely not an unknown person.

In the face of this unexpected attack, Mi Fang's plan went bankrupt, and when the bow and crossbow were ineffective, a thousand Cao troops were like a steel castle, crossing two hundred steps of muddy road, and ran over peacefully.

At the moment when the military arrays collided, the giant shield array suddenly broke open, and the Cao army behind it was like a cage breaking out, and the hungry tiger wolf carried the bloody breath of hunting and killed the panicked Liu Jiajun.

Liu Feng, who was behind him, although he couldn't see the clear picture of the battlefield in front of him, the miserable howls that poured into his eardrums were enough for him to imagine the tragedy of the massacre.

After a cup of tea, the battle ahead seemed to be coming to an end. The remnants of the Liu family's army, like ants that have broken their nests, fled towards this side, and the Cao army behind them, like bloodthirsty beasts, refused to let go of any prey, and chased after them.

The muddy ground hindered the enemy's escape as well, and the 1,000 Cao army was equipped with about 20 cavalry. At this moment, these knights, who had not been able to show their skills in the melee before, took advantage of the speed advantage of horsepower to easily chase and defeat the defeated enemy.

The blade ruthlessly fell, the horse's hooves trampled wantonly, and the remaining dozens of Liu Jiajun soldiers were routed, and they all fell into the mud in a moment.

The terrain here is high in the west and low in the east, and the blood of the seven hundred soldiers of the Liu family seeped into the mud, like a huge purple and black carpet, slowly extending towards Liu Feng's place.

Seven hundred surnames, is none of them spared?

Just as Liu Feng sighed, in the field of vision in front of him, a familiar figure was fleeing here in a hurry, and it seemed to be the only survivor. Liu Feng quickly admitted that the one who escaped from the bloody prison killing field alone was Mi Fang, who was still full of confidence not long ago.

Liu Feng's heart immediately swelled with a deep disgust: Seven hundred young lives, just because your self-righteousness gave away your surname for nothing, you still have the face to escape alone, it is really shameless.

Suddenly, Liu Feng's sword eyebrows condensed into a line, and his heart seemed to be stabbed by a thin needle, and uneasy emotions instantly enveloped his whole body.

Because he saw that behind Mi Fang, there was still a tiger and bear-like knight chasing after him, and that person's vicious figure would never be forgotten by Liu Feng in his life.

Xu Chu!

Unexpectedly, the enemy general who led the army turned out to be this evil man. ’

The biting cold wind blew in his face, but Liu Feng couldn't feel the external cold, because even if it was a bone-chilling winter, it couldn't withstand the cold brought to him by Xu Chu. The thrilling two-knife instinct of Changsaka Slope appeared in front of him, and when he was still dozens of steps away, Liu Feng seemed to have felt a terrifying murderous aura.

After a moment of shock, Liu Feng's mind suddenly recalled the fragment of that night, and the three-character martial arts trick taught by Zhao Yun was like a Sanskrit sound in his ears, gradually suppressing the horror in his heart.

Xu Chu's strength, first of all, is strong in his supreme momentum that defies the world, and there is no need to fight, just this momentum has made him invincible.

'Liu Feng, Xu Chu is also a living person, and he is also a flesh and blood body, why do you need to be afraid, how have you practiced diligently and honed your mind these days, have you forgotten? ’

Liu Feng warned himself over and over again, and in a moment, the kind of mental suppression that Xu Chu brought to him had unconsciously faded a lot.

When he stabilized his mind, Mi Fang, who was embarrassed, was no more than twenty steps away, and with a little more strength, he could cross the wide ravine that Liu Feng had dug in advance.

It's just that the black horse that Xu Chu rode was a good horse in the Western Regions given by Cao Ying, and his foot strength far exceeded Mi Fang's mount, and he galloped from behind, and it didn't take a few more steps to catch up with Mi Fang.

"Ah Feng, save me!"

Mi Fang, who was fleeing wildly, suddenly found Liu Feng standing alone, as if a drowning man had grabbed the last straw, the previous uncle and boss had already been thrown into his mind, and he was almost asking Liu Feng for help in a pleading tone.

staring coldly at the pitiful face, the disgust in Liu Feng's heart continued unabated.

I remembered the plea of Mrs. Mi before she died.

remembered the bloody horror of being besieged in order to save Adou.

remembered the grievance of being seriously injured, but still being blamed by Gan.

remembered Zhao Yun's secret words that night, and also remembered Mi Fang's naked warnings and hints.

……

All kinds of grievances and resentments, at this moment, his heart is like a volcano that has awakened, and the flames that have rebounded angrily after suppressing it are like rolling magma, soaring into the sky, and the raging flames make his blood burn.

'When you don't bear me first, don't blame me for being ruthless today.' ’

That face suddenly became more cold and arrogant than ever, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and the hunting and killing thoughts burst out from his blade-like eyes.

At ten steps, Liu Feng raised his wrist and threw the torch in his hand into the ravine in front of him.

The ravine, which was more than a foot wide and seven feet deep, and cut off the entire avenue, was filled with dry firewood that had been prepared last night, as well as countless flammable materials such as fire, oil, stone, and nitrate, which had been carried by the army. As soon as the torch was thrown into it, the gully of more than thirty paces immediately turned into a recumbent fire dragon with fierce flames.

Mi Fang, who thought he was saved, was about to jump across the ravine at this moment, but unexpectedly, the wall of fire that rose to the sky blocked his way at the last moment. The people and horses were startled, and the frightened war horse suddenly stopped, neighed and raised its front hooves high, lifting Mi Fang from the horse's back fiercely, and falling heavily to the ground.