Ji Ling led three thousand men as the vanguard and rushed to the city, strangled the war horses, and looked at the top of the city.

The city wall has been replaced with the imperial court's battle flag, and there is a flag next to it, with the word "Xu" on it.

Ji Ling thought hard, but he didn't think of any general in the court's surname as Xu.

However, he immediately saw a general named Xu. A young general led five hundred soldiers to array outside the city gate. A smaller general flag was flying behind him, and it should also be the word "Xu".

Ji Ling smiled. The young man was impulsive. Like the emperor, this young general wanted to fight his three thousand army with five hundred people. Since you want to give me credit, I'm not polite. Ji Ling raised the three-pointed two-edged sword, pointed forward, and shouted sternly: "Forward Camp, kill me!"

The sound of war drums sounded, and a thousand vanguard camp rushed out of the battle formation and rushed straight to Xu Huang.

Xu Huang held his hands behind his back and did not move. Two personal guards stood behind him, one holding a big flag and the other holding a battle axe with Xu Huang.

The two armies were apart by one hundred steps, and Xu Huang lowered his head and remained motionless.

The two armies were fifty steps apart, and Yuan Jun's excited roar came into Xu Huang's ears. Xu Huang still lowered his head and stretched out his right hand. The guard immediately handed the battle axe to his hand. Xu Huang took the axe in his hand and paused gently on the ground. With a muffled "buzzing", the whole earth seemed to shake, and the heart of each soldier also jumped and suddenly woke up. Everyone opened their eyes, their eyes were sharp and their faces were ferocious.

Twenty steps apart, Xu Huang raised his head, looked coldly over the shield in front of him, and locked on the captain Yuan Jun who was surrounded by his personal guards. The captain was running. After Xu Huang took a look, he suddenly felt the coldness and was afraid. He subconsciously wanted to stop, but in a hurry, he was pushed forward by the soldiers behind him.

Before he could react, Xu Huang raised his axe and roared: "Kill!" Before the roar fell, he rushed out of the battle formation. The battle axe drew a silver light and chopped towards the two Yuan soldiers who were rushing in front. Yuan soldiers roared with anger, raised their shields to greet them. He waved his sword and slashed.

There was a loud "bang" sound. The shield was cracked, the knife was broken, and the person was killed.

A head, half-faced shield, flew over twenty steps away and hit the terrifying captain Yuan Jun.

The Yuan army soldiers were stunned.

Xu Huang waved the battle axe silently. He rolled up shadows of axe, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder, and the person who was invincible.

Five hundred soldiers took Xu Huang as the front and rushed into the Yuan army's formation unstoppable, and easily tore open the Yuan army's not-so-stricken battle formation. However, within a few breaths, Xu Huang killed six people in a row, rushed to the Yuan army captain, and slashed with an axe.

The captain and the two personal guards raised their shields at the same time and slashed out the battle knife.

Xu Huang's body slightly tilted, and the battle axe in his hand remained unchanged, slashing the captain's shield with one axe.

Two swords stabbed past him, and the blade slashed on the armor, and a row of sparks were shattered, with a sharp friction sound.

"Boom!" The shield broke, revealing the terrorist's face.

The axe fell, splitting the helmet of the lieutenant, splitting the lieutenant's face, and splitting the lieutenant's body.

Xu Huang put away the axe, swung it left and right, and the heavy axe hit the helmets of the two Yuan Jun guards. With a crisp sound, the two Yuan Jun guards bleed blood on their mouths and noses, and they staggered and fell to their left and right.

At this time, the captain's body was like a blooming flower, slowly splitting apart.

Xu Huang stepped through his two bodies, and the bloody battle axe pointed at Ji Ling in the distance: "Kill!"

The soldiers behind him were thrilling with passion and shouted in unison: "Kill the general!"

More people shouted in unison: "Snatch the flag!"

Yuan Jun was so scared by Xu Huang's bravery that they were out of control. They looked at the captain who was split in half by Xu Huang with an axe and still twisting his body. They were shocked. No one dared to face Xu Huang again. Some shouted, turned around and ran away, and some cried out, as if they were losing their parents.

Xu Huang ran away and rushed straight to Ji Ling.

Ji Ling's sweat was raining, his eyes were straight. He never expected that this unknown young general had such a brilliant martial arts. This was simply the legendary enemy of thousands of people. He had realized his fate. It is said that Sun Jian, who had the White Tiger's life, was this the case? But why didn't he see a little murderous aura before? Sun Jian, who had the White Tiger's life, could make people feel his pressure a hundred steps away.

Ji Ling came in a hurry. He had just arrived at the city and faced Xu Huang's five hundred men. He didn't feel any pressure, so he was not in a hurry to set up a formation. He believed that the Thousand-man Forward Battalion was enough to entangle Xu Huang. His mission was to prevent people from leaving the city to support Xu Huang, so that he could take advantage of the situation to seize the city.

He didn't expect Xu Huang to be so strong, and in the blink of an eye he killed his vanguard camp captain, broke through the formation, and rushed straight to his original formation.

He had no time to react, it took time to arrange troops, and Xu Huang could not give him so much time.

Ji Ling made the most correct reaction in an instant. He kicked the war horse hard, raised the three-pointed two-edged sword, rushed towards Xu Huang, and shouted loudly, "Personal Guard, charge!"

Ji Ling is a general under Yuan Shu, with fifty personal guards, which is rare for Shandong people who lack horses. Of course, the knights are also carefully selected elites, and they are the strongest force in Ji Ling's hands. When both sides are evenly matched, this is his victory or defeat. When the situation is unfavorable, this is his reliance on saving his life.

Ji Ling never thought that at the beginning of the battle, he had to use these fifty personal guards to save the situation.

As early as on the city tower, Xu Huang saw Ji Ling and his fifty personal guards in the smoke and dust. Of course, he also knew the pros and cons of the cavalry. He killed the captain of the Yuan army's vanguard camp with thunder as soon as possible, so as to break through his formation as soon as possible and get close to Ji Ling's main formation, and not give Ji Ling time to react or accelerating distance.

As soon as the cavalry started, Xu Huang had already rushed to them.

The battle axe swept across the board, and two crisp sounds of "pa" sounds. A war horse was broken with its leg bones and fell to the ground with a sad neigh. The knight on the horse's back flew over and fell off the horse. Xu Huang's personal guard arrived, and he slashed in the air and beheaded.

Xu Huang succeeded with a blow, and swung the battle axe and cut off the legs of three war horses one after another. The war horse fell down and thrust violently, blocking the way for the knights behind to charge. The knights behind had to tie the reins and give up acceleration, so as not to step on the remaining horse and fall off the horse.

Without speed, the cavalry was not even as good as infantry. Xu Huang took the lead in and rushed towards Ji Ling as if he was unstoppable.

Ji Ling was ashamed. Looking at Xu Huang who was shaking the waves, he knew that his temporary negligence had caused irreparable consequences. This young general was not only skilled in martial arts, but probably realized his fate and entered the realm of a demigod in one step, but was also good at capturing fighter opportunities. Once he succeeded, he would not give his opponent any chance to counterattack.

He is the poor opponent now.

Ji Ling was crying without tears. Why did he meet such a monster as soon as he entered the battle? This could no longer be explained by bad luck. It was extremely unlucky. If he knew that such a person existed, how could he use such a dispersed formation to fight? If he had set up a formation and then faced the enemy, how could Xu Huang break the formation so easily?

Everything can only be explained by God's will.

Ji Ling was in a state of grief and anger. He roared, raised the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand and slashed at Xu Huang. Xu Huang sneered, and the heavy battle axe swept open a spear, split a Yuan army knight, and rose up to meet Ji Ling's three-pointed two-edged sword.

With a crisp sound of "Dang", Ji Ling was condescending and gaining all the advantages, but he still lost to Xu Huang's huge force. His arms were sore and the three-pointed and two-edged swords almost escaped. Before he could react, Xu Huang twisted his body and slashed his battle axe down with the situation and headed straight for Ji Ling's back. Ji Ling was scared and sweated instinctively kicked the war horse. The war horse rushed forward, and Xu Huang's axe tip rubbed Ji Ling's back armor and slapped on the horse's buttocks with an axe.

One split in half.

The war horse neighed with a sad voice, rushed forward half a step, and fell over. Although Ji Ling did not look back, he heard the sound of the battle axe scratching the armor behind him, and guessed what would happen. He subconsciously flew off the horse to get off the horse, avoiding the bad luck of being suppressed by the war horse. The dead war horse also helped him block Xu Huang's subordinates, giving Ji Ling a rare chance to breathe. Ji Ling's eyes wide open, and he no longer had the courage to fight. He reached out to push a knight off the horse, jumped onto the war horse, turned his head, and ran into the slanting thorn.

Seeing this, the personal guards were not interested in fighting, and they urged the horses to escape from the battlefield and escape from Xu Huang, an inhuman opponent.

Yuan Jun collapsed instantly.

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"What?" Xi Zhicai jumped up, rushed to the scout, and shouted loudly: "Have you read it wrong?"

The scout was so scared that his face turned pale and he didn't dare to say a word.

"Impossible, impossible!" Xi Zhicai waved his dirty sleeves and roared. His voice was hoarse, as if every word was covered with blood, just like his eyes.

Cao Cao was also shocked and could not believe his ears. Jia Xu led the main force to 28pu to meet Liu Bian, but left two tails. Wu Xuan occupied Shaoshi Mountain and Xu Huang seized Dengfeng City. This was not surprising. Xi Zhicai had already thought that Jia Xu would do this. Just wait for Jia Xu to pass Dengfeng, he would let Yuan Shu take back Dengfeng City, cut off Liu Bian's retreat, and block him in 28pu.

Yuan Shu obviously knew what he should do, so he sent Ji Ling and Qiao Rui to attack Dengfeng. Even if Jia Xu brought 3,000 people to Xu Huang, he would be unable to stop Yuan Shu's siege in a hurry. Dengfeng's fall should be a day or two.

However, no one expected that Xu Huang had such combat power and defeated Ji Ling's three thousand troops in one fell swoop with just 500 people.

Cao Cao was very familiar with Ji Ling. Although he had not yet realized it, his martial arts were definitely not easy. There was only one possibility that Xu Huang could defeat him so easily: Xu Huang had already stepped past that gate.

When did it become so easy to realize the fate? A mere unknown Xu Huang also stepped past that door?

What's wrong with this world? It's really a troubled time, and counselors and brave generals are rushing to appear first and take advantage of this troubled time to show their skills?

When Cao Cao thought of this, he was chilling.
Chapter completed!