Chapter 62: Zhang Fei’s defeat and a confused Liu Bei?

In front of the two armies, Zhang Fei rode out, raised the Zhangba Snake Spear in his hand and said, "Yellow Turban rebels, who dares to come out and fight me?"

Guan Ping laughed out loud, and with the help of the Three Talents Battle Formation, he rode out on his horse.

"Yellow Turban Warrior, help me kill the enemy!"

"Thunderous!!!"

The power concentrated on Guan Ping's head, along with the slashing of the big knife, flew towards Zhang Fei at lightning speed.

Feeling the terrifying power contained in this move, Zhang Fei, who originally had disdain in his eyes, became more solemn.

“Sweeping away the clouds!!”

The strong energy burst out from the body and covered the small tornado formed by the dancing of the Zhangba Snake Spear.

The wind was howling and thunder and lightning were roaring.

The two forces collided violently.

"boom!!"

The terrifying sonic boom was heard from far away, and the soldiers on both sides, who were dozens of feet apart, only felt their eardrums buzzing as if they were about to be broken.

The impact of strong winds and thunder and lightning.

The collision of Gang Jin and the power of the Three Talents battle formation.

Lu Zhi and Cao Cao's brows were furrowed. If Zhang Liang had used such a method earlier, how could the imperial army have had the advantage for such a few days?

What worries them even more is whether Zhang Fei will forget his mission.

"Xuan De, your brother won't ruin things, will he?"

Lu Zhi's question drew everyone's attention to Liu Bei, and there was a hint of suspicion in their eyes.

Liu Bei knew the temper of his sworn brother Zhang Fei, and was afraid that even his words would not be of much use if he got really angry.

But how dare I say this at this time?
With a calm face, he said, "Yide understands the greater good and will definitely not ruin things."

He said it with great confidence, but in his heart he prayed silently: This scene is enough, just pretend to lose slightly.

I don’t know whether Liu Bei’s prayers were useful or Zhang Fei really couldn’t hold on.

After a stalemate of a cup of tea, the Zhangba Snake Spear in Zhang Fei's hand flew directly into the sky.

"Pfft."

A mouthful of bright red blood spurted out.

"Third brother!"

"Hurry and save people!!"

Liu Bei yelled subconsciously, his eyes full of worry.

Cao Cao said sternly, "We can't save him!"

"All troops line up and prepare to counterattack!"

"We must not lose our balance, otherwise the purpose of sacrificing a powerful general today will be lost."

Cao Hong and Cao Ren had always disliked Zhang Fei and hoped that Zhang Fei would be in trouble and buried among the thousands of soldiers. When they heard Cao Cao's words, they nodded and agreed: "The strategy of luring the enemy cannot be changed."

"We will be defeated again later!"

Liu Bei's face was filled with anxiety, and he subconsciously looked at Lu Zhi: "Master, didn't we agree that I only need to be injured? How can this be..."

Before he could finish his words, Lu Zhi interrupted him directly: "The plan cannot be changed, otherwise there will be no possibility of breaking Guangping."

"Xuan De, we must put the overall situation first."

"Countless soldiers are buried here. If Yide really died on the battlefield, it would be a kind of honor for the soldiers."

"All units should prepare. The feigned retreat must not turn into a rout."

"Fanzhi, you lead the two wings of our army to cover the rear. If there is a trend of defeat, stop the loss in time!"

"Here!!"

Cao Cao and Ye Feng each led their own people to move, leaving Liu Bei alone in a mess, cursing in his heart: mmp
On the battlefield, Zhang Fei's weapon flew up and blood spit out from his mouth. Although his body was exhausted, his excitement had long since covered up his lack of physical strength.

Guan Ping raised his broadsword and shouted, "The Yellow Turban warriors will break through the center, and the cavalry will make a detour on both wings!"

"Capture Lu Zhi alive!!"

Yang Feng and Yu Du clasped their fists and received the order: "Brothers, kill!" "Destroy the officers and soldiers, and capture Lu Zhi alive, today!"

"Rush!!"

A brutal chase and killing battle began.

Seeing the five thousand Yellow Turban warriors rushing towards him recklessly, the bloodthirsty Zhang Fei didn't dare to stay for too long.

Just now, his weapon flew and he spit out blood. That was not a feigned failure, but a real defeat.

Ever since he broke through to the level of Heavenly General, he has never met an opponent.

It was not surprising that he also fought with the Yellow Turban strongmen outside the city of Zhuojun that day.

Later, when the three-talent battle began, Cheng Zhiyuan was still killed by Zhao Yun with one blow.

This made him feel from the bottom of his heart that the Three Talents Battle Formation was nothing special.

I never thought that I would be unable to cope with the stalemate.

Feeling the raging internal energy, Zhang Fei did not dare to stay and retreated straight back.

As soon as I turned around, I saw chaos everywhere.

Not only was there no one to meet them, but they all ran faster than monkeys.

"Oh shit!"

"What the hell is this."

Before he could even finish his curse, he heard the Yellow Turban cavalry charging towards him from behind.

"whoosh whoosh"

The feather arrow flew out and aimed directly at Zhang Fei's back.

Zhang Fei felt his body go cold, and he quickly struck backwards with the Zhangba Snake Spear in his hand.

Originally, this was just a basic operation for him, but with his serious injuries, how could his body withstand it?
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding."

The sound of the Zhangba Snake Spear colliding with dozens of feather arrows was heard, and a piercing pain surged into his heart again.

There was more blood at the corner of his mouth.

Zhang Fei didn't dare to stay, he squeezed his legs together and retreated quickly.

A chase and a bloody battle began.

Soldiers from both sides fell to the ground every minute and every second.

Although the Yellow Turban Army was unstoppable, the cavalry on both wings of the government army firmly restrained the Yellow Turban cavalry, preventing the defeat from being a complete disaster.

The stalemate chase lasted for half an hour.

Seeing the soldiers retreating several miles, Guan Ping, who was already on the city wall, suggested: "General Ren Gong, I think we can't chase them any further. The cavalry on both wings of the soldiers are not in a state of disarray. We can't win in one battle."

The other small canal commanders nodded one after another: "Today we have severely damaged a powerful general, killed thousands of enemies, and dampened the morale of the officers and soldiers. This is indeed a great victory."

"If the soldiers retreat, Hebei will no longer have a main force to fight back. We can build a natural barrier along the Yellow River."

"If the officers and soldiers set up camp, our army will raid the camp tonight. In the darkness, the cavalry are like blind men and dare not easily set foot in dangerous places."

"Won't you be meat on the chopping board by then, ready for us to slaughter you?"

Zhang Liang showed a rare smile on his face: "General Tian Gong once said in Xindu that we should hold on to Guangping and wait until the officers and soldiers lose their fighting spirit. Only then will we have a chance to win."

“Now it seems that I was wrong this time.”

"Lu Zhi's fifty thousand officers and soldiers will all be killed by us."

"Defeat Lu Zhi, go south to threaten Luoyang, and coordinate with the Dafang (the Yellow Turban Rebellion was based on the 'Fang') in Yanzhou, Nanyang, Yingchuan, etc. It is still unknown whether they will compete for the Central Plains at that time."

"Although we have not succeeded in using secret methods to cut off the country's destiny, we have won in terms of force."

"Sound the retreat."

"woooooo"

The horn sounded to call back the troops, and the Yellow Turban warriors, who were in the midst of killing, gave up the pursuit after a brief hesitation.

The brutal chase came to an end at this moment.

As the sun sets, the only things left are corpses all over the ground, blood all over the floor, and the strong smell of blood in the air, proving the brutal fight that just took place.

(End of this chapter)