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The tiger's mouth of his hands gripping the gun instantly split open, blood gushing out, and the gleaming silver gun was bent into a breathtaking arc by the pressure!

He staggered back seven or eight steps uncontrollably, each step creating a small crater in the scorched earth beneath his feet, barely managing to dissipate the terrifying force. His face flushed red, clearly indicating he had suffered serious internal injuries.

"Zi Long!"

Seeing this, Gu Rubing's eyes widened in fury. He mustered his inner strength and, ignoring the excruciating pain in his right arm and the wound between his ribs, pulled out a battle sword left behind by some unknown assassin from the scorched earth beside him with his left hand. He struggled to his feet and stood shoulder to shoulder with Zhao Yun, who staggered back to his side.

At the same time, Zhang Fei and Ma Chao roared in shock and anger from the east gate and the surrounding area!

"Big brother! Zilong!!"

"My lord! General Zhao!"

Zhang Fei and Ma Chao clearly also sensed the earth-shattering collision in the core area and the terrifying aura belonging to Cao Cao that subsequently erupted.

Despite risking injury, the two fought with a style of sacrificing their lives for their wounds, frantically repelling the entangled enemies, and charged towards the center area, where the flames were strongest and the pressure was most terrifying, covered in blood!

Zhang Fei's spear was covered with bits of flesh and broken armor, and Ma Chao's tiger-headed golden spear tip was dripping blood. Both men had several new wounds, but the ferocity and anxiety in their eyes were intense.

They broke through the last few Divine Marchers' obstruction and finally reached Gu Rubing and Zhao Yun. The four of them quickly moved closer together, back to back, forming a small defensive circle that was filled with astonishing fighting spirit.

Gu Rubing, Zhao Yun, Zhang Fei, and Ma Chao, these four top generals of the time, gathered on this burning ruin, facing Cao Cao, who wielded a demonic sword and looked like a demon god emerging from a sea of ​​hellfire!

The four of them, working together, would dare to charge into even a thousand-strong army! But at this moment, facing Cao Cao alone, they felt an unprecedented heavy pressure!
The pressure came not only from Cao Cao's unfathomable martial arts skills and that strange demonic sword, but also from the cold, tyrannical, and all-powerful aura emanating from him, and... the advantage of the terrain, which was now a sea of ​​fire but still his home ground!
Cao Cao's gaze, like the coldest icicle, slowly swept over the four men who were on high alert, finally settling on Gu Rubing, whose face was pale, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, yet whose spine remained straight.

The crimson in his eyes faded slightly, replaced by a deeper, colder killing intent, like an ancient, icy pool.

"Very good, everyone is here."

Cao Cao's voice regained its usual calmness, but the murderous intent hidden beneath that calmness was even more chilling.

"It saves me the trouble of going to each and every one of them."

He did not attack immediately, but suddenly raised his left hand, put it to his lips, and let out a sharp, long, and extremely penetrating whistle!
The whistle, like a signal, instantly spread throughout the chaotic battlefield!
"Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!"

"Splash—splash—!"

Almost the instant the whistle blew, Cao Cao's army, which had been tied down by fire, explosions and internal fighting, seemed to receive a unified command and began to mobilize with astonishing efficiency from all directions!

Heavy, dense footsteps, the clanging of armor, and the sound of weapons being drawn came like a surging tide from various passages and gaps that had not yet been completely sealed off by the fire!

Under the firelight, one could see a large number of Cao Cao's elite regular troops, dressed in fine iron armor and with sharp eyes, as well as many more of the modified Divine Marchers with empty eyes and stiff movements but exuding murderous intent, surging in from the outside like a black steel torrent!

They quickly cleared the road, extinguished the flames blocking their way, and at an extremely fast pace, surrounded the core ruins area where Gu Rubing and his group were located, layer upon layer, making it impossible to pass through!
Spears stood like a forest, bows and crossbows were nocked, and swords and shields were arrayed in front! And then there were the Divine Marchers, standing silently at the very front, like lifeless iron walls, radiating a chilling aura of death! All escape routes were completely severed at this moment!
The four of them, Gu Rubing and his companions, stood back to back, and could clearly feel each other's rapid heartbeats and heavy breathing.

They looked around, and all they could see were the enemy's ferocious faces and gleaming weapons. In the distance, more torches seemed to gather like stars. Above them, thick smoke still lingered and flames illuminated the night sky; beneath their feet lay scorching ruins and the bodies of their comrades.

A desperate situation! A truly hopeless situation with no chance of survival!

Ahead, the ruthless Cao Cao wielded a demonic sword, eyeing them menacingly; behind, thousands of elite Cao troops and the unpredictable Divine Army formed a tight encirclement! The four of them, along with the remaining hundred or so wounded assassins, had become an isolated island trapped in flames and iron walls.

Cao Cao leisurely twirled the demonic sword in his hand, the black energy on the blade coiling and slithering like venomous snakes.

He looked at the four people trapped in a desperate situation, a cold and cruel smile curving his lips.

Gu Rubing took a deep breath of the hot, acrid air, suppressing the churning blood in his chest and the burning pain between his ribs.

He gripped the somewhat awkward yet cold and solid battle sword in his left hand, the tip of which was slightly raised, pointing at Cao Cao.

Even when trapped in a desperate situation, surrounded by enemies, even when the enemy is strong and we are weak, and the chances of survival are slim...

Gu Rubing would never sit idly by and wait for his death!
"war!"

Gu Rubing's hoarse yet resolute roar was like igniting the final fuse! In dire straits, only a desperate fight offers a glimmer of hope!
"Roar—!!!" Zhang Fei was the first to respond. He was already filled with anger and killing intent, which now turned into a deafening roar!

This roar was not merely a venting of anger, but rather a condensation of his pure and domineering inner energy, transforming into a visible ring of tangible sound waves that distorted the air, like an invisible hammer, slamming heavily into the densest shield formation of Cao's army in front!

"Bang! Click!"

The Cao army's heavy shield bearers at the very front were caught off guard. They felt a ringing in their ears and a heavy blow to their chests. The solid iron shields in their hands were cracked by the sound waves, and their arms holding the shields were numb and painful. A small gap and chaos instantly appeared in their formation!
"Now! Stay close to me!"

Ma Chao's eyes flashed with a sharp light. How could he miss this fleeting opportunity? He let out a long roar, and his tiger-headed golden spear transformed into a golden lightning bolt. He moved with the spear, like a fierce tiger from Xiliang pouncing on its prey, charging fiercely toward the gap that Zhang Fei had roared open!
As the spear tip passed, the throats of the two Cao army swordsmen and shieldmen who were trying to cover for them burst open with blood almost simultaneously, and they fell backward without even uttering a sound!
Zhao Yun flicked his silver spear, protecting Gu Rubing's left side. The spear shadows overlapped like blooming pear blossoms, deflecting and blocking all the arrows and spears that came from the side, creating a relatively safe area for Gu Rubing.

Gu Rubing, enduring the excruciating pain in his ribs and the weakness in his right arm, swung his left-hand battle blade. Though the blade was not as agile as a longsword, it carried a tragic and resolute force, severing the sharp claws of a Divine Marching soldier who was attempting a sneak attack from his right at the wrist! Blood splattered.

The four men instantly formed a wedge formation with Ma Chao at the forefront, Zhang Fei and Zhao Yun protecting the flanks, and Gu Rubing temporarily covering the rear. They launched a desperate charge towards the relatively weak point in the southeast that had been breached! Their objective was not to defeat all the enemy troops, but to break through the encirclement and escape!
"Stop them!"

"Don't let Gu Rubing get away!"

"Archers! Fire!"

The shouts of Cao Cao's generals rose and fell. The elite Cao Cao troops who surrounded them were indeed well-trained. After the initial chaos, several spear teams immediately pressed in from both sides, trying to close the gap, while archers in the rear, disregarding the risk of accidentally injuring their comrades, began to unleash a rain of arrows!
However, at this moment, Gu Rubing and his three companions had completely cast aside any concerns about life and death, and had unleashed all their lifelong learning and potential! They no longer cared about whether their moves were perfect or whether their internal energy was conserved; every move they made was the most direct, effective, and deadly killing blow!
Ma Chao's Tiger Head Golden Spear seemed to come alive, no longer just a simple thrust, jab, and sweep, but incorporating the fierce and indomitable spirit of the Xiliang Iron Cavalry charging forward. Every thrust was deadly, often piercing through two enemy soldiers or knocking away the enemy's shield along with their arm!
He charged ahead, bearing the greatest pressure, and soon suffered several more wounds, but his momentum did not diminish at all!

Zhang Fei roared repeatedly, his eighteen-foot spear no longer pursuing exquisite techniques, but transforming into the purest tool of destruction! Sweeping! Smashing! Stabbing!

Each swing carried the immense force of splitting mountains and shattering rocks. Any Cao soldier touched by the spear would either have their tendons and bones broken or their armor dented, spitting out blood and flying backward. It cleared two death zones on either side of the bloody path torn open by Ma Chao, making them unapproachable!
Zhao Yun displayed extreme calmness and efficiency.

His marksmanship became more concise and deadly. The tip of his spear seemed to have a life of its own, always appearing at the most opportune moment and in the most needed place—either deflecting a stray arrow aimed at Gu Rubing, piercing a gap in an enemy's armor from the side, or deflecting a spear thrust from a tricky angle.

His presence greatly reduced the pressure on Gu Rubing and the charging arrowhead.

Gu Rubing wielded his knife with his left hand. Although his knife skills were not as refined as his sword skills, they were powerful and heavy. Combined with his still powerful internal energy despite his injury, each slash was accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, which drove back the approaching enemy soldiers along with their weapons!

He followed closely behind the three, constantly fending off attacks coming from behind and the sides. Each exertion of his ribs caused excruciating pain, and blood had already soaked half of his armor, but his eyes grew increasingly sharp.

The four men, like a rapidly spinning, spiked death top, carved a path of blood and flesh through Cao Cao's impenetrable encirclement! Wherever they went, men and horses fell, limbs and broken armor flew everywhere, and screams filled the air!
Although Cao Jun's army was numerous, powerful, elite, and brave, it was difficult to stop these four fierce generals who were willing to risk their lives and whose martial arts were among the best in the world. The encirclement was gradually and steadily torn apart and expanded outwards by them!
However, how could Cao Cao sit idly by and watch them break through so easily?

He did not personally join the melee – as the commander-in-chief, at the heart of the army, it would not be wise for him to personally engage in close combat with an enemy in dire straits.

Especially since their opponent was a master like Gu Rubing, a desperate counterattack could cause unforeseen consequences. However, the demonic sword in his hand became the most deadly and troublesome obstacle on the four's escape route!
"Hmph, a desperate struggle."

Cao Cao snorted coldly, standing on the ruins of a high platform that had not yet collapsed, his gaze fixed coldly on the four people who were fighting in the crowd, especially the staggering but still tenacious Gu Rubing.

With a slight flick of his wrist, he swung the demonic sword. Without any apparent effort, sharp sword energies, condensed as if they were solid and wreathed in dark red evil energy, shot out like venomous snakes emerging from their holes, tearing through the air and emitting a shrill shriek, aiming with unparalleled precision at the vital points of Gu Rubing and the others!
These sword energies are extremely cunning, often passing through gaps in the crowd, or bypassing Zhang Fei and Ma Chao in front, directly targeting Zhao Yun on the flank or Gu Rubing covering the rear!

Its power was astonishing; ordinary soldiers would be injured if grazed, and killed if touched! Zhao Yun had to devote most of his energy to wielding his silver spear to form an impenetrable defensive spear screen, dispersing or deflecting the sword energy attacking Gu Rubing and himself.

Each parry caused his blood to surge and his arm to go numb with the chilling, malevolent energy contained within the sword aura, slowing his escape. Gu Rubing was in even greater danger; already injured, his movements faltered slightly, and a sword aura grazed his shoulder, tearing away a large patch of flesh, exposing the bone!
Cao Cao was like a patient hunter, constantly harassing and delaying his prey with long-range sword energy, depleting their already dwindling physical and mental strength.

Meanwhile, his army, under the command of its general, disregarded casualties and surged forward wave after wave, using their flesh and blood to block the four people's advance!
The encirclement appeared to be expanding as the four men charged desperately, but in reality, it was constantly being adjusted and reinforced, like a flexible pocket that always tightly wrapped around them.

The arrows fell like a relentless downpour from all directions. Although many were blocked by the four men or accidentally wounded Cao Cao's own soldiers, many still pierced through the defenses and struck the four men or the surrounding assassins.

Amidst screams, countless assassins who had followed Gu Rubing into the core, now numbering less than a hundred, rushed forward without hesitation to shield their lord or general from cold arrows and flank attacks, collapsing to the ground in defeat.

They risked their lives to buy every inch of space for the four to move forward, and their numbers were rapidly dwindling.

Zhang Fei's roar was now mixed with heavy breathing. He had no fewer than ten wounds on his body, the most serious one being on his left abdomen, from which blood was gushing out and staining half of his battle robe red.

Ma Chao's charge was no longer as unstoppable as it had been initially; his spear technique began to show slight stagnation, a sign of rapidly depleting stamina and worsening internal injuries. Zhao Yun's face was ashen, and the web of his hand gripping the spear was already a bloody mess; he was only holding on by sheer willpower.

Gu Rubing was swaying precariously. His old wounds had not yet healed, and new ones were piling up. Excessive blood loss caused his vision to blur, and he was forced to keep going only by a stubborn will that "I cannot fall, I cannot die here," mechanically swinging his sword.

Every step forward was like trekking through mountains of knives and seas of fire, requiring an unimaginable price. Blood stained their battle robes and the scorched, burning earth beneath their feet. (End of Chapter)