Le couldn't believe that the gap between him and Zhang Fan would be so big, in fact, he only saw a flash of golden light, and the dragon roared, and then he didn't know it at all, the knife cut his spear from it, and destroyed it, and didn't give him a second chance to shoot at all.

Zhang Fan can kill people when he has dozens of points of force, and he can fight for martial arts when he is martial, and now that he has stepped into the realm of Tianwu, his strength must be cautious even if it is Zhao Yun, where can a small piece of music be comparable?

A knife kills instantly, there is no suspense!

Zhang Fan wanted to capture the old man, lure out Le, and then burst out to kill, this series of actions was done in one go, leaving no time for Yuan Shujun to react, until Le's head hit the ground, they gasped, but their expressions were still dazed and at a loss.

"Kill!" Zhang Fan roared, it was impossible for him to surrender, a small mistake in surrendering the troops would put him in a dangerous situation, and now there was only one way to kill and disperse the Yuan army here.

"Kill!"

Bai Ma Yicong and the Qiang cavalry roared in unison, and rushed forward bravely, the reinforcements were at a loss, and the formation was rushed away in an instant, and the dragons were scattered under the leaderless command, and it was difficult to form an effective attack and defense, and they suffered heavy losses immediately.

Zhao Yun did not fight, he was too seriously injured in the battle with Lu Bu, and he has not recovered so far, compared to Zhang Fan's injury is much lighter, and now it is no hindrance, and he leads the charge to be invincible!

50,000 cavalry set off from Bingzhou, and now there are only about 10,000 people left, most of the casualties, the blood and fire can be composed into a hymn, the death is heart-wrenching, but the remaining people have become the real king's division, the Qiang cavalry is like a wolf and a tiger, the white horse is invincible from the vertical and horizontal, they pass through the blood and fire, and have cultivated an ice and snow heart, and they will not panic in the face of a qiē, and treat it calmly, but its fury is more than in the past, two completely different extremes have long been their incomparable explosive power, It can be said that the power of the cavalry is maximized, even if the wolf rider comes again, it may not be impossible to fight!

Zhang Fan had already killed the demon, waving the golden knife in his hand, the Dao streamer was entwined, it was really like a golden dragon crisscrossing the battlefield, although the phantom of the five-clawed golden dragon was domineering, but it didn't seem so smart, which made Zhang Fan's heart ache, and the offensive became more and more violent, no one in front of him could live a moment longer, and the terrifying momentum condensed a golden knife phantom several zhang long, sweeping like chopping melons and vegetables, easy.

This is the power of Tianwu, powerful to the pinnacle, it is naturally impossible to be so fancy in the duel with the same level of generals, but on the battlefield, the Tianwu God will be able to do whatever he wants, and in a certain way, the martial soul momentum is the best weapon, so as to transform into a huge blade, an ordinary soldier in a sweep can not resist at all, the disadvantage is just that the consumption is too great, but now Zhang Fan obviously doesn't care about these, and killing has become the only main tone.

Zhang Fan is not thirsty for killing, but at this moment he has to do it, if he wants to enter Yangzhou without worries, he must kill the 200,000 reinforcements here, otherwise under the siege and interception, even if he is strong, he will be damaged, and the mercy to the enemy is cruel to himself, Zhang Fan deeply understands this, this kind of mistake must not be made.

Decisive in killing, but able to maintain his original intention, Zhang Fan is now already a qualified army commander, a prince!

Le died in battle, the Jizhou army was unstoppable, and the Yuan army soon lost its fighting spirit, its morale plummeted, and the defeated ones were killed, leaving countless corpses and fleeing in all directions.

Zhang Fan did not pursue, he also faced a greater challenge, the front is Yingshui, you need to cross the river to reach Yangzhou, otherwise you have to follow Yingshui around a big circle, Zhang Fan will not be willing to seek far, so the boat has become a difficulty in front of him.

Zhao Yun's face was still a little pale, but it had improved a lot, and now he came over: "The cavalry is not accustomed to water, and the combat power will inevitably decline after crossing the river. ”

Zhang Fan nodded, this was also a point he was more worried about, after thinking for a while, he waved his hand violently: "Raise your troops and go to the town in front!" ”

There is actually no town on the side of the Lujiang River, there is only one ferry, named An Fengjin, guarding this place is a Yuan Shujun general, there are about more than 10,000 people under his command, this ferry is an important hub between Yuzhou and Yangzhou, but because both places are in Yuan Shukong zhì, so the defensive force is not very strong, Zhang Fan arrived when An Fengjin is like a big enemy, and he will defend the gate of the village, and the soldiers and soldiers unconsciously show a look of fear, because they know the plan of Le, and now Zhang Fan appears here, the result is self-evident.

The partial general guarding An Fengjin was named Du Qing, who was in a cold sweat at the moment, his eyes were dodging, and he didn't dare to look directly at Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan smiled coldly: "Open the gate of the wall, you can avoid death!" ”

"Open the door and don't die!" Nearly 10,000 cavalry stepped forward in unison, and the evil spirit did not retreat after the bloody battle just now, and one by one they were stained with blood, as if they were killing gods, and the battle gave people a feeling of facing death, which made the defenders in An Fengjin even more panicked, and their feet were weak, and they were almost unstable on their feet.

Du Qing's face was pale, and he reluctantly spoke: "General......"

Before he finished speaking, a Qiang cavalry squad leader laughed fiercely, waved his hand and threw out an object, which was Le's head: "Open the door, or follow your general!" ”

Du Qing's face turned pale in an instant, and the whole person almost fell to the ground, he recognized at first glance that the head that was ruthlessly thrown out belonged to Le, and he had no fighting spirit in his heart, even Le, who was sitting on an army of 200,000, was killed in battle, how could he resist Zhang Fan's soldiers?

"Open...... Open the door! ”

In the end, he still chose to open the gate of the village, and greeted Zhang Fan with anxiety, and no one present dared to talk nonsense, all threw away their blades and knelt on the ground, lest the other party be angry and murderous, and take his life.

Zhang Fan entered and looked around lightly: "Collect the blades and armor, the warriors stay, and the rest can go!" ”

"General Xie's grace not to kill!" The defenders were immediately overjoyed, as if it was an amnesty, they didn't dare to make the slightest move, took off their blades and armor, and slowly retreated, leaving only hundreds of majestic and mighty people and Du Qing kneeling on the ground trembling, not knowing what their fate would be.

Zhang Fan glanced at them and said, "Get up, since I have promised before, I will not embarrass you, but if you have two hearts......

"No, it won't! We will never dare to have two hearts, one is only the order of the general! ”

The person who stayed behind hurriedly expressed his position, his mind was slightly steady, and he looked at Zhang Fan with awe, not daring to make the slightest move.

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