The night gradually passed, and the heavy rain stopped in the early morning. The sky was just shining. In the blue sky, the horses neighed, and the sound of war horses collided with the screams of people. The iron hooves tread the ground like thunder, and the subsequent confrontation became even more intense.

The moment arrows and locusts, the charge of war horses, shields, and spears collided, sparks broke out on the iron armor. The tiger cavalry in iron armor, as the vanguard, opened the way and rushed into the crowd of people in front of resisting, and the flesh and blood collided with the hard iron.

"kill"

The sound of the collision was like a slap, and the spear thrust through the struggling flesh and blood, and was knocked down by the war horses carrying the rushing force. The iron hooves stepped across the ground and pushed forward firmly. The shouts and screams of war horses were whining and neighing. On the front line where the flesh and blood were flying, there were figures of the first charge, and two enemies blocking the way, holding a double-edged axe in hand, slashing and killing quickly inside. Zhang Liao, who was also the same martial arts skill, was also shoulder to shoulder with him.

From Tucheng to Fengqiu from east to north, to launch a raid in the middle of the night, these soldiers who were sleeping were suddenly awakened and rushed out to fight, the gate had basically been broken. The dark cavalry entered the food camp with the night of the night. Many people panicked and looked for the team everywhere, or turned around to escape. Even if the soldiers at night formed a formation to resist near the gate, they were also crushed by the heavy cavalry that rushed forward. Three thousand light cavalry followed closely, forming a second impact, crushing and chasing the scattered infantry.

In front of the commander's tent, Chunyu Qiong rushed out of the camp, quickly put on armor and put on his armour and put on his horse with a gun, "The thief Cao is coming, please kill them with me!" He was about to rush forward with his personal guards. Not long after he walked out, the news from the fast horse in front of him had been broken by the enemy and was coming to this side.

Looking at the iron cavalry, a mile-long flesh and blood ripples were blooming wildly in the direction of advance. Deputy General Zhao Rui was fleeing ahead. Chunyu Qiong was originally one of the eight lieutenants of Xiyuan. He was also strong and brave. He rode his horse and shot his gun to make the soldiers around him set up a formation. His voice shouted at the fleeing figure: "Zhao Rui dares to escape at the battle, turn around and kill him immediately, otherwise I will write a letter to the lord and kill your whole family."

"If you want to die, go up by yourself!" The general who was riding his horse was also yelling. A tall and strong general Cao, holding a big axe behind him, followed the army's edge, and rushed to kill General Yuan, who was yelling.

During the fight, thousands of infantrymen around Chunyu Qiong rushed forward, and the gun formation slammed wildly, and countless iron hooves spread like an angry tide.

"Kill ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Chunyu Qiong led a group of soldiers to push forward, and the blade slashed down, and the war horse hit him. Everyone used all their strength in an instant. However, in a moment, the war horse knocked down the shield and the body behind the shield, and the impact line tear opens the flesh and blood and spreads in.

During the battle, Zhao Rui, who was fleeing, kept looking behind him, and suddenly pulled his bow and arrow, but the other party just shortened his upper body. The flying arrow penetrated into the night and accidentally shot on someone's body. A scream came. Seeing that he was getting closer and closer, he pulled his horse and turned around, drew his sword and slashed.

Behind the horse's hooves approached, and a rapid axe came towards him. The blade edge broke and the handle of the knife came out. The general who also swung the knife and slashed the sword was slashed out by the axe that was chopped down with his shoulders. The blood scattered in the sky, and the body fell to the ground in two halves.

On the other side, among the crowd of chaotic clashes, war horses and figures intertwined and fought. Zhang Liao led the cavalry to attack for a while and found Chunyu Qiong. The two of them fought on the horse's back for more than ten rounds. "General Yuan, Yuan Shao is a person who plots to rebel, why not abandon the secret of the light!" Zhang Liao fought with a knife, and turned around and shouted at the other party.

The latter swung his gun and opened the spear stabbed next to him, rode his horse and distanced him from the soldiers, and shouted: "You are the ones who are plotting against you, how can I abandon the open and the dark?"

He grabbed the gun handle and grabbed the horse's belly and rushed towards Zhang Liao again. However, a figure on the side was running towards him with an axe. Chunyu Qiong immediately rode his horse to avoid it. The rushing horse and the figure suddenly approached. With a loud bang, the war horse that was turning fell down sideways, and the rain that had accumulated over the ground splashed. The General Yuan Jun on the horse's back crawled on the ground dizzyly. When he raised his gaze, the tall body on the opposite side dismounted and hit his chest with a sudden kick. The nearly two hundred kilograms of body flew backwards and smashed the supporting wooden pillars. With a bang, the huge tent collapsed.

The figure struggled to get up, blood was flowing out of the corner of his mouth, and a fire lit up in the view of the chair. In the burning light, Xu Huang took the torch handed over and threw it on the handsome tent.

The flames spread and in more places, a large number of fires lit up in the blue sky light, and everything was over.

Chunyu Qiong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up with difficulty. The chair swayed and walked a few steps. The corner of his mouth stumbled, and he whispered: "Hehe, Cao thief and traitors"

He came over and kicked him again. He flew and lay on the ground, rushed towards him with his personal guards, and then was stopped by Zhang Liao and his troops. On the ground, Chunyu Qiong raised his head, and dripping blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth. He covered his chest and stood up again, stumbled towards Guandu, suddenly knelt down, took a deep breath, and then roared.

"Master"

"Qiong is gone!" The head raised high suddenly hit the ground, and there was a loud bang and the skull burst.

The sky is getting brighter.

In the distance, in the Guandu military camp, the flags also rose at dawn and began to move.

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The hills to the west of Guandu have woken up.

The Youyan infantry brushed the blade and returned to the sheath, and walked out of the rain with his comrades. The cavalry on the field were leading horses out of the forest. Pan Feng, Che, Yan Rou and other generals gathered on horseback.

At the front, more than a hundred burly and sturdy cavalry put their heavy armor on their bodies, and some people came to help out the war horses and separatist clothes. Hua Xiong rode a black armored horse, holding a tiger's long sword, and put his iron helmet on the moment he put his iron helmet: "Riding the horse"

In the camp, the Youyan general named Zou Dan stood in front of a spiritual throne. Shuanghong looked at it for a while, then knelt down and kowtowed. The old lord and the dead brothers. Look, Yuan Shao is there, the eldest son and all the brothers will avenge you.

A moment later, the gathering horn came, and he tied the spirit position to his chest, took the knife and walked out.

In the distance, the ground was still shaking, and the voices were boiling in the rising sky. As the figures gathered one by one, Zhao Yun rode over the white wolf riding under his command with a cold face. At one moment, his mouth was grinning and his white teeth were faintly exposed, his hands and spears were tied tightly together, the tip of the spear and his eyes showed sharpness, and the killing had arrived.

He looked at the other side, with a fiery red cloak waving, and his body with a golden crown tied with hair and riding a red rabbit horse looking into the distance. He didn't know what he was thinking. Soon, Gongsun Zhi came over, rode Jueying through everyone's sight, and pulled out the scimitar in his hand.

In the earthen city, Cao Cao walked up to the platform, looked at the soldiers gathered below, and held up the Sword of the Heavenly Sword.

The sun shone down, the hills and the fields seemed quiet, and a square formation of troops spread to the front. Li Ke took the wine bag and handed it over. Gongsun Zhi raised the wine to the quiet and slaughtering crowd.

"Yuan Shao is there. Today you will follow me, and your life and death are uncertain. This wine will be used to toast the dead brothers, you and me who are about to die, and to sacrifice to the ghosts and gods in the world."

His voice was deep, stirring in the quiet and solemn field, like thunder passing through: "After today, kill Yuan Shao, the whole north will be ours!!"

Killing aura

On that morning, the war drums sounded, and the quiet Tucheng opened. The Cao army, who had only 20,000 people, left, went out of the city in an orderly manner. They set up arrays on the fields outside the city, with flags flying. Opposite them was an endless huge ocean. To the west, thousands of cavalry rushed out, and infantry rushed towards the back of the 200,000 military formation.

The decisive battle is coming!
Chapter completed!