Ji Ling is the general under Yuan Shu's account, and he has been following since Yuan Shu's army, making a three-pointed two-edged knife, weighing fifty catties, with countless large and small battle formations, and a lot of meritorious service.

Pan Zhang, on the other hand, is warlike by nature, and has outstanding martial arts, since he began to follow Koyi, he was deeply used, and before he led the troops alone to guard Guangling, this time he was entrusted with the important task of vanguard in Huainan, which shows trust.

The two sides were only a stone's throw away, and the horses were free for a moment.

Pan Zhang's eyes were staring at Ji Ling tightly, as if a fierce beast had seen its favorite prey, excited, bloodthirsty, and when the two sides got close, he suddenly slashed out, from top to bottom, extremely powerful.

Ji Ling looked at Pan Zhang's slash, hurriedly raised the knife to block it, and shouted loudly at the same time: "It's a good time!" ”

Ji Ling has been famous for a long time, and his force is not bad, he raised his sword to greet him, and the weapons intersected only to hear a loud sound of "dang", whether it was Pan Zhang or Ji Ling, they all felt a strong force coming from the blade, and they all sighed in their hearts.

"Come again!"

"Come again!"

The two of them separated with one blow, and then shouted at the same time to kill one place again.

Pan Zhang's big knife flew up and down, the knife did not leave the top of Ji Ling's head, and Ji Ling danced the three-pointed and two-edged knife impenetrable, cutting and chopping, and could attack and defend.

The soldiers on both sides saw the rise, and they all waved their weapons and shouted loudly for their own commanders, and the sound was so loud that it could be heard for miles.

Mi Fang on the side also saw that his blood was boiling, but he didn't dare to be careless, after all, Ji Ling's reputation was there, Mi Fang was worried that Pan Zhang would suffer, so he held the spear tightly and swept the battle for Pan Zhang.

Pan Zhang and Ji Ling had fought forty or fifty times earlier, and both of them used their life skills, but they were comparable, and they were inseparable.

The deputy general here saw that Ji Ling was difficult to win for a while, and saw that Mi Fang seemed to be eager to try, lest there be a mistake, and looked around and saw that the soldiers and horses of Xuzhou were defenseless, so he immediately ordered the army to charge.

Seeing the opposite side charging, Mi Fang scolded loudly: "Brave rats, dare to do this, kill!" ”

Although Mi Fang was a little timid before, he had already adjusted at this time and commanded the soldiers to charge.

The initial battle between the two sides turned into a scuffle in an instant, with 10,000 soldiers on both sides, killing in one place and completely filling the originally not very wide road.

The two sides were inseparable and stalemate on the battlefield, but with the passage of time, the physical superiority of the Xuzhou soldiers gradually emerged, and there was a tendency to become more and more courageous.

Pan Zhang had no distractions, only Ji Ling in his eyes, and he was bent on capturing him alive or beheading him under the horse, and the battlefield was completely under the command of Mi Fang.

Ji Ling was a little annoyed by Pan Zhang's entanglement, originally thought that he was still young and would be easy to defeat, but he never thought that it would be so difficult, although he would not be defeated, but it was not easy to kill Pan Zhang with one blow.

The battle between the two sides was dark, and there were many dead and wounded, and at this moment, suddenly the neighing of war horses and the rumbling of horses' hooves were heard from both sides.

Although Ji Ling was at war with Pan Zhang, he had been paying attention to the changes in the field, and he was shocked when he heard the sound of the galloping war horse, and he knew that the person who came was definitely not his own reinforcements.

Although there were also cavalry under Yuan Shu's tent, the number was not too many, and judging from the sound of horses' hooves from both sides, I am afraid that there were no less than thousands of horses, and it was because of this that Ji Ling made such a judgment.

Moreover, Ji Ling knew that there were cavalry in Koji Yi long ago, and the number was not small.

Sure enough, before Ji Ling could react, he heard a shout: "Wen Jue, don't panic, Zhao Yun is here!" ”

When the words fell, I saw Zhao Yun's white horse and silver spear entering the battle, and where he passed, Yuan Jun was killed one after another.

Pan Zhang was overjoyed when he heard Zhao Yun's shouting, and shouted to Ji Ling while stepping up his offensive: "Ji Ling, my reinforcements have arrived, and if you don't get off your horse and surrender quickly, do you want to die?" ”

Ji Ling was yelled by Pan Zhang's angry wow, knowing that the general trend was gone, and he didn't want to be entangled, so he immediately ordered to retreat.

But it was easy to come, but now it is difficult to go, Zhao Yun commanded the cavalry to outflank from both sides, although the retreat was not completely blocked, but it was very difficult for the infantry to outrun the cavalry.

How could Pan Zhang let Ji Ling get out easily, a big knife entangled him tightly, and sneered while beating: "Even a general, but that's it!" ”

Ji Ling's eyes widened angrily, and his beard trembled with anger from anger.

Ji Ling had the heart to fight Pan Zhang to the death, but thinking of his duty, he suppressed his anger and desperately attacked several moves, and it was completely a life-fighting style.

Seeing this, Pan Zhang didn't dare to take it hard, and was slightly forced to retreat.

Ji Ling took advantage of the rare opportunity to quickly turn the horse's head and want to escape.

Who knew that before the war horse could run a few steps, Zhao Yun had already killed him from the side, and the silver spear in his hand was as fast as lightning and stabbed Ji Ling's throat.

Ji Ling didn't pay attention to Zhao Yun, and when he saw the silver spear stabbing him, he was shocked, and it was too late to raise the knife to block it, so he lay down on the horse's back in desperation, narrowly avoiding Zhao Yun's fatal blow.

Before Ji Ling could get up, he saw a big knife in front of him cut down from the sky, but it was Pan Zhang who caught up and used all his strength to cut the knife.

When Ji Ling saw the big knife that was getting closer and closer, he instantly broke out in a cold sweat, and while raising the knife with both hands to greet him, he shouted loudly: "My life is over!" ”

"When ......"

"Hiss ......"

A piercing sound of gold and iron colliding, accompanied by the mournful roar of the war horse, saw that Ji Ling's mount could not withstand such gravity, and the horse's hooves fell to the ground weakly.

And Ji Ling, who was lying on horseback, although he was able to block Pan Zhang's knife with all his strength, he also fell off the horse.

At this time, Zhao Yun had already killed the front, and only one shot could kill Ji Ling, but he didn't make a move, but shouted at Pan Zhang: "This person is handed over to Wen Jue to deal with, and I will command the cavalry to capture the prisoners!" ”

With that, Zhao Yun turned his horse's head and quickly chased in the direction of Yuan's escape.

Pan Zhang knew that Zhao Yun didn't want to attack him, so he grinned and shouted, "Thank you, General Zilong!" ”

Then he raised his knife and slashed at Ji Ling, who was lying on the ground and was grinning from being broken.

At this time, Ji Ling felt that the bones in his whole body seemed to fall apart, although he saw Pan Zhang's big knife slashing, he was powerless to dodge, so he could only grit his teeth and close his eyes, waiting for the beheading.

Who knew that after waiting for a while, the imaginary pain did not come, Ji Ling slowly opened his eyes, and saw that the tip of Pan Zhang's knife was facing his throat, and he could pierce his throat with a slight advance.

Ji Ling knew that Pan Zhang wanted to capture him alive, and he was immediately furious, as the saying goes: A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated!

Ji Ling gritted his teeth and slammed his neck towards the tip of Pan Zhang's knife.

Pan Zhang seemed to have expected Ji Ling to be so ordinary, quickly lifted the knife, and then shouted to the soldiers around him: "Tie this person up, take strict care, and don't allow him to commit suicide!" ”

After speaking, he quickly chased in the direction of Zhao Yun.

The soldiers on the side suddenly pounced on five or six, pressed Ji Ling under him fiercely, and then tied him up with a rope.

A soldier was worried that Ji Ling would bite his tongue and kill himself, so he quickly cut off a piece of battle robe from the corpse next to him with a knife and stuffed it into Ji Ling's mouth.

When had Ji Ling been treated like this, he twisted his body desperately, but he was trapped too tightly and couldn't exert his strength at all.

Another soldier picked up the three-pointed two-edged knife that Ji Ling had dropped aside, and said fiercely: "To be honest, if it weren't for the order of my general, you would have become a ghost with a knife, and you would have to humiliate yourself!" ”

Ji Ling's eyes were round, staring at the soldier, and he just wanted to break free again, but he was kicked in the leg by this person and scolded: "Damn, be honest!" ”

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