( ) Zhang Liao rode his horse and went straight to the point where he saved his life by losing the painted arc bow in his arms, otherwise if the iron halberd of Dian Wei was shot just now, he would not die, and the war horse under his crotch would definitely suffer from the seedlings.

Thinking of this, Zhang Liao was faster, although the soldiers under his command could resist Dian Wei for a while, but after all, it was not a long-term solution, what Zhang Liao was thinking about was the second breakthrough in this battle, Xiahou Yuan,

Zhang Liao once fought with Xiahou Yuan, and deeply understood that if he fought alone, Xiahou Yuan was probably not his opponent, so he wanted to avoid the strongest Dian Wei, but find another Xiahou Yuan who was slightly weaker.

But Zhang Liao didn't expect that Xiahou Yuan at this time was the commander of the army, even if his martial arts were inconspicuous, as long as he commanded thousands of troops, then I am afraid it was definitely not a role that could be underestimated.

In addition, Xiahou Yuan is the first fast knife of the Xiahou family, and no one can ignore his strength.

At this moment, Zhang Liao only heard the neighing of military horses in front of him, and at this time the fog had gradually dispersed, and the sun was shining through, bringing a trace of warmth and light to this cold continent.

And in the direction where the sun shines, a group of centaurs has appeared, the first one is tall, although the muscles are not as terrible as Dian Wei, but they are also developed, a long knife is sharp and narrow, it is the first fast knife hand of the Xiahou family, Xiahou Yuan has arrived,

Xiahou Yuan's face was a little more majestic and more mature than when they met before, he suffered a lot of losses in the process of fighting with Lu Bu and Chen Yan, and he almost died in the hands of Chen Yan again, and now he is reborn, this Xiahou Yuan himself is much more mature than before,

Zhang Liao looked at him, his eyes were more excited than afraid, although there were not many soldiers under Zhang Liao's command at this time, but he was sure that he could directly kill Xiahou Yuan with his advantage in martial arts, as long as the other party's general died, then the entire army would become a plate of loose sand,

Thinking of this, Zhang Liao suddenly showed a greedy smile, and then rode forward and launched an attack on Xiahou Yuan,

Xiahou Yuan was furious in his heart, he didn't expect that he finally came from Beihai and landed in Xuzhou, and before he even had time to say an opening remark, this Zhang Liao actually started to do it.

A good Zhang Liao Zhang Wenyuan, he actually treated me as a soft persimmon and wanted to pinch me to death.

Xiahou Yuan was furious, and a quick knife suddenly turned into a whirlwind, firmly covering the major vital points around him.

The blade of the knife in Xiahou Yuan's hand is very thin and narrow, so it has no weight, it is light and extraordinary, and because of this, Xiahou Yuan's knife speed is surprisingly fast,

And although Zhang Liao's martial arts skills are at least two points stronger than Xiahou Yuan's, but in terms of speed, he is not Xiahou Yuan's opponent, the first time the two fought was in Puyang City, when Chen Yan had an advantage in troops, and Cao Cao had just finished with Lu Buhuo, so Zhang Liao was able to occupy an overwhelming advantage.

And now that Zhang Liao has lost the right time, place and people, he fought with Xiahou Yuan again, but found that he was a little powerless.

It's not because his martial arts have regressed, or because Xiahou Yuan's martial arts have improved, but because the situation is different, Zhang Liao at this time no longer has the kind of confidence in his heart back then, and he began to panic,

However, Xiahou Yuan was full of confidence, he was confident that he would take Xuzhou, not to mention, he knew in his heart that his backer was coming,

At this moment, suddenly an angry roar came from a distance, Zhang Liao heard it clearly, and he had already distinguished that it was Dian Wei's voice,

The terrible evil came again, and he finally caught up,

At this time, Zhang Liao and Xiahou Yuan only passed more than ten moves, the last time the two fought each other, after more than ten moves, Xiahou Yuan had fled, this time the two fought again, more than ten moves, but the two of them were still inferior,

Zhang Liao knew that he might be able to win if he continued to fight, but Dian Wei had already come, Zhang Liao was self-aware, and he knew that he was definitely not the opponent of these two people.

Thinking of this, Zhang Liao was able to shake a knife, and then pulled out the horse and left, Xiahou Yuan saw it in his eyes, and his heart was happy, after all, he had been defeated by Zhang Liao, and this time he avenged with an arrow, which was refreshing and naturally needless to say,

I only heard him roar loudly: "Zhang Liao, gallant mouse, there is a kind of retirement,"

Zhang Liao was much more mature than Xiahou Yuan, although he was also furious, but he did not stay to fight against the two for the sake of the battle of will.

It's a pity that Zhang Liao has the heart to leave, but Xiahou Yuan is in hot pursuit, he is carrying a long knife of his own, and Dian Wei is in one place, one horse and one horse, chasing closely in the direction of Zhang Liao's retreat.

Zhang Liao fled for his life, but he had to turn back to take care of the brothers behind him, they were all Zhang Liao's personal soldiers, although Zhang Liao was defeated, he must not leave them alone, but under this care, Zhang Liao was chased closer and closer by Xiahou Yuan and Dian Wei,

The fog gradually dissipated, but Zhang Liao saw less and less hope, he had never felt this terrible sense of depression, and a sense of collapse that was about to fail,

He had never tasted defeat, at least not without a fight, but now he seemed to have tasted, and he began to feel a little afraid, as if there was no one in the whole world who could help him.

And at this time, suddenly the dense fog in front of him gradually dissipated, and then in the thick fog, a familiar figure appeared, this figure is so familiar, familiar as Zhang Liao has known since he was a child, this figure, Zhang Liao has seen it countless times,

The fog gradually dispersed, and in the midst of this fog, a ball of fire appeared, a crimson war horse, a crimson cloak, a crimson armor, and an iron halberd that could burn.

The fog met the flames, and immediately vanished, and at the end of this thick fog, a military general stood tall,

He was at least nine feet tall, his beard was all open, his face had been through the vicissitudes of life, but still had the momentum of an overlord, his eyes seemed to be able to breathe fire, and his erect spine seemed to tell the enemy that as long as I was here, you would not want to take another step.

"I'm the flying general,, Lu Fengxian,"

Zhang Liao saw Lu Bu and immediately became overjoyed, Lu Bu at this time was really the straw that saved his life, although Lu Bu only came alone, but Zhang Liao suddenly regained his self-confidence, he knew that even if he only had 5,000 personal soldiers under his command, he would not necessarily lose to Dian Wei and Xiahou Yuan,

Lu Bu looked at Zhang Liao's embarrassed appearance, smiled slightly, and said, "What's the matter, Wenyuan, you are still scared,"

Zhang Liao looked a little embarrassed, and said in a low voice: "General, if you are not by your side, the last general is indeed a little flustered,"

Lu Bu smiled again when he heard this, nodded and said, "Now that I'm here, let's go, kill them without leaving a piece of armor,"

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