Chapter 437, the bloody battle continues

"General be careful." Suddenly, a soldier next to him reminded Hu Che'er, Hu Che'er felt that there was wind behind him, and an inexplicable chill hit, so he hurriedly twisted his body and flashed to the side, poof, a snake spear came to the wind, and rubbed Hu Che'er's left rib on the heart of a soldier in front of him.

Zhang Fei picked up the soldier with a shot, and threw his backhand at Hu Che'er, Hu Che'er took a step back again, Zhang Fei stepped forward, the snake spear shook his hand, and stabbed Hu Che'er in the chest, Hu Che'er hurriedly raised his stick to resist, clanging... The tongue of fire is shining, the stars are shining, Zhang Fei picked up Hu Che'er's mace with a shot, the head of the gun trembled, Hu Che'er was dizzy in front of his eyes, countless cold stars flashed and scorched, he couldn't distinguish between the virtual and the real, the startled Hu Che'er couldn't help but get a cold sweat, and was busy dodging the crowd with a mace, Zhang Fei didn't give him any chance, he jumped to a high platform on the side with a little tiptoe, and the head of the gun shook again, and he borrowed strength above the head of the crowd, and the flying body stopped in front of Hu Che'er again.

The snake spear in the right hand hung straight to the wind, stabbing Hu Che'er's heart, and the left hand secretly grabbed a three-edged military thorn from his waist, and the gun in his hand was just broken by Hu Che'er. With a bang, the sharp military thorn cut Hu Che'er's ribs alive, snorted, and pierced deeply.

Hu Che'er screamed, his body shook, he took a few steps back, and he couldn't stop screaming in pain, and dozens of soldiers saw that the main general was in danger, and one by one they were like tigers out of the cage, trapping Zhang Fei in the crowd again.

Zhang Fei shouted angrily: "Death to those who stand in my way." "With a snake spear in his hand, the dragon went to sea. The dance is fast, the offensive is as fast as a shot, and a move is as strong as a move. Under the shadow of thousands of guns, the cold light flashed, the blood light was repeated, and the screams were endless, and the stumps and dead bodies were splashed everywhere. Blood spurted everywhere, and although there were many enemy soldiers, no one could stop the crazy Zhang Fei. Zhang Fei's snake spear was like a storm, and the enemy soldiers he killed turned on their backs, killing and wounding countless people.

Hu Che'er was injured in the ribs and hurriedly hid in the crowd. Take the opportunity to step back. Zhang Fei swept away Hu Che'er who was driving in the crowd, shouted angrily, shook his hand with a stab in his left hand, and threw it away to Hu Che'er's heart, with a whoosh, a white light flashed in the air, and Hu Che'er's heart suddenly flashed a chill, and he hurriedly dodged sideways. However, the thorns of the army came like the wind. Fast as electricity, too fast, although Hu Che'er made a dodge action, his shoulder was still cut by the military thorn, and the military thorn was deeply pierced into the shoulder blade, Hu Che'er gritted his teeth and roared, and rolled on the ground in pain.

Zhang Fei's snake spear swept across his waist, dozens of soldiers were swept aside by his strange force, and along the gap that had just been awayed, Zhang Fei jumped over and rushed towards Hu Che'er at a gallop, and when Hu Che'er looked up and found Zhang Fei, Zhang Fei had already killed him in front of him.

"Suffer death, madman." With an angry shout, before the words fell, the snake spear in Zhang Fei's hand came out of the cage, with a gust of wind flashing, a shot pierced Hu Che'er's heart, and as Zhang Fei's arms picked it hard, the man weighing hundreds of pounds was picked up by Zhang Fei in mid-air.

"Hahaha..."Zhang Fei looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, the snake spear flung in the air, Hu Che'er screamed, and smashed into the crowd in the distance with a bloody mist, bang, bang, more than ten thieves in a row were smashed by Hu Che'er and fell to the ground, Zhang Fei once again entered the wolf pack and killed the Quartet.

An hour later, Zhang Fei's majesty was undiminished, even though he was covered in blood, he was still arrogant and invincible, and his fighting spirit was high, and around him, Liu Bei's soldiers had already killed and injured hundreds of people.

Three hours later, Zhang Fei was still fighting bloodily, although he was a little panting, he still had his eyes wide open, his shot was like lightning, his shouts were like thunder, and his momentum was extraordinary.

Five hours later, Zhang Fei was already a little out of breath, the Taishou Mansion was full of dead bodies, stumps and broken flesh, and it was even more of a mess, and the number of dead and wounded enemy soldiers had reached 3,000.

From the early dynasty, until dark, Zhang Fei was heavy with two knife wounds, two arrow wounds, still standing proudly in the courtyard with a gun, the enemy soldiers had already been frightened, although there were still thousands of people, but no one dared to step forward, all of them were stunned, looking at the bloody man who was still standing in the crowd with a frightened face.

The courtyard is brightly lit, the bright pine is pine, shining like day, Liu Bei once again led the civil and military forces to the high platform to raise his eyes and look, he couldn't help but be frightened, the blood stains in the courtyard have already gathered into a river, a piece of blood red, the dead corpses and broken meat on the ground, like a slaughterhouse, full of blood, fishy smell, choking smell, suffocating, the whole Taishou Mansion, gloomy, extremely tragic, just like Shura purgatory, extremely infiltrating.

On a vacant lot in the courtyard, Zhang Fei's snake spear poked the ground, holding the gun in his hand, panting heavily, above the thighs, two sharp arrows, particularly eye-catching, on the chest, revealing the white bones of Sensen, the wound was extremely deep, within a radius of 100 meters, no soldier dared to bully him, Zhang Fei stood proudly on the spot, like a hellish god, the devil Shura, which made people frightened and chilled.

"Liu Bei, do you want to change your mind?" Seeing that Liu Bei had brought someone here, Zhang Fei sneered disdainfully.

Liu Bei shook his head and sighed lightly, "Third brother, Liu Xuande is not a person without faith, take care." After speaking, Liu Bei turned around and left again.

The soldiers around couldn't help but feel a chill, thousands of people died like this, Liu Bei didn't even have a word of comfort, he couldn't help but treat himself as a chess piece that could be discarded at will.

However, seeing that Zhang Fei was already like a withered body and was seriously injured, everyone didn't believe it, Zhang Fei was still capable of turning the tide and turning the tide of the battle.

After resting for a while, Zhang Fei stood straight again, glanced at the arrows on his legs with disdain, laughed, bent down and pulled out the sharp arrows, and two pieces of flesh flew out, Zhang Fei didn't care, threw the arrows aside, wiped the blood on his face, and walked towards the enemy soldiers with the snake spear again.

"Up..."All the soldiers had to fight their spirits, and surged up again, Zhang Fei shouted, swept his waist, and several soldiers were suddenly smashed, striding forward, stepping on the throat of an enemy soldier, Zhang Fei opened his eyes angrily, stared coldly at the rest of the soldiers, his toes were slightly forced, and there was a crisp click, and the throat of the enemy soldiers under him was directly stepped on by Zhang Feisheng.

"Hiss..."Many enemy soldiers gasped in fright, and kept retreating, Zhang Fei was not afraid, although his movements were not as agile as before, but the domineering spirit was still there, the tiger was still powerful, and the strong momentum made the enemy soldiers still dare not underestimate it.

In order to rescue the old father, Zhang Fei completely let go, vigorously, and with great might, the goal of 10,000 people is getting closer and closer to him.

"Report, general, Xu Feng's soldiers and horses will arrive in Wuzhangyuan in a few days, please make a decision." In the early morning of the second day, Tanma sent an urgent report, Liu Bei sighed, and a trace of shocking hatred flashed in his eyes, Xu Feng, you are finally here.

"The Legionalist is here to discuss matters."

"The military advisor is gone, and the luggage is gone." The news that the soldiers brought back surprised Liu Bei, Chen Gong was actually gone? How is this possible.

Liu Bei personally rushed to Chen Gong's mansion, and sure enough, as the soldiers said, the Chen Palace people went to the empty house, and they didn't find half a shadow. (To be continued......)

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