Super Cultivation System of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 327 Tragic Battle Situation
"General, general!"

Several purple-gold dragon riders ran over and woke Guan Yu from his grief.

"General, please give Lao Qian to us. We will take him back and give him to the military doctor. As the commander-in-chief, you must not leave without permission!"

"Anyone who leaves the battlefield without permission will be executed! This is military rule, General. This is your Blue Dragon Sword!"

The two men looked at Guan Yu with firm eyes.

Guan Yu looked at the two men covered in blood and dust, and his heart seemed to be touched. He handed Qian Ning to the two men, and then took the Qinglong Yanyue Sword.

"The Anmin Army will never admit defeat. Even if we die today, we must promote the prestige of the Han Dynasty and avenge our fallen brothers!"

He mounted Red Smoke and Absolute Shadow, and the divine horse neighed in a voice that echoed for thousands of miles.

"Here comes your death, you little dog!"

Guan Yu's drooping eyebrows were raised, his eyes were wide open, he looked aggressive and murderous, three times more aggressive than before, and the surrounding Hu cavalry retreated one after another.

Together with a group of purple-gold dragon riders, he returned to the cavalry team he led, and then took the lead and rushed to the front. The Green Dragon Sword emitted a cold light and became more powerful.

"Follow me to kill the enemy!"

Guan Yu raised his Green Dragon Sword and shouted loudly, and the other five purple-gold dragon riders behind him also followed suit and shouted.

For a moment, the Purple Gold Dragon Cavalry continued to charge forward. Wherever they went, the Hu people were defeated. The ground was littered with corpses of Xiongnu and Xianbei cavalry, as well as frightened Hu warhorses running around.

Among all the troops, the Purple Gold Dragon Cavalry had the largest number of people. Even after such a fierce battle, there were still about 17,000 of them. When it came to deterrence against the Hu Cavalry, the Purple Gold Dragon Cavalry was naturally the strongest.

King Xiutu and Fuluohan were no ordinary people and they saw the situation at a glance.

"You, bring all the remaining troops back here and make sure to kill this Han cavalry first!"

Several generals from both sides, leading the last 30,000 cavalrymen who were still wandering around the periphery of the battlefield and had not yet joined the battle, attacked the nearest Purple Gold Dragon Cavalry led by Zhang Liao.

"You're picking on the weak? I, Zhang Liao, may not be as brave as General Guan, but I'm not someone you can easily bully! Everyone, follow me!"

Zhang Liao was not afraid at all. He swung his black and yellow sickle and more than two thousand purple and gold dragon riders formed a battle formation to meet the invading enemy.

Guan Yu was shocked: "Hurry up and help Wenyuan, don't let the barbarians defeat us one by one!"

However, the generals of the Xianbei and Xiongnu were not mediocre people, so how could they let him get what he wanted?

"Surround them, don't let them get through!"

Guan Yu and others were furious when they saw the layers of Hu cavalry in front of them.

"Kill as many barbaric dogs as possible!"

The Purple Gold Dragon Riders were surrounded, and the battle situation on the other two sides was not optimistic either.

After all, the Shenji Camp and the Han Wuzu are mainly good at long-range attack and defense. Naturally, they are a little worse in close combat. Facing tens of thousands of ferocious Hu cavalry, how can they not suffer losses?
The two sides have been fighting bloody until now, and even Ye Xiang and Gao Shun have been injured many times, but they are still gritting their teeth and persevering.

The Golden Sword Camp was not in an easy situation either. Although the golden swords were extremely sharp, they were very fragile and not durable. After such a fierce battle, many soldiers' golden swords had begun to become blunt and could no longer exert their terrible destructive power of "destroying both men and horses".

"Hey, the Han army's golden swords are no longer effective. It's time for this general to show his power."

A Hun general rushed out quickly, knocked down a soldier from the Golden Sword Camp with one sword, and then laughed wildly.

"How dare you, you bastard!"

Zhang Yong was no longer as calm as usual. He was furious and attacked with his axe.

Unexpectedly, the Hun general was not surprised but happy.

"I expected you to come."

Before Zhang Yong's axe could reach the general, a long spear suddenly shot out from the crowd of people on the side and pierced his waist directly when he was caught off guard!
"Hmm? Can't penetrate? It seems that you Han generals are indeed protected by divine armor. This general will gladly accept it!"

A strong man rushed out with a spear in his hand and stabbed repeatedly, while the general before also attacked frequently with a big knife.

Although Zhang Yong was not stabbed, the force of the attack was so great that he almost fell off his horse. He had just stabilized himself when he was attacked repeatedly. His martial arts skills were the lowest among the five brothers, so how could he withstand it?

After twenty or thirty rounds, the general hit Zhang Yong in the chest with a knife.

"puff……"

Zhang Yong was shocked so much that blood spurted out of his mouth and he flew out and fell to the ground.

"General! Don't hurt my general!"

Several soldiers from the Golden Sword Battalion rushed over to protect Zhang Yong.

"Hmph, you're looking for death!" The two generals showed no mercy and attacked frequently. One after another, the soldiers of the Golden Sword Camp died in their hands.

The warm blood splashed on Zhang Yong's face, making him heartbroken.

"Go, go quickly..."

"Haha, you still care about them. This general will take your head right now!"

The general wielding the broadsword grinned fiercely, and with a whistling sound, he chopped towards Zhang Yong's neck.

"To hurt my fourth brother is to seek death!"

A loud shout was heard, and the general turned his head to look, but before he could see the face of the person coming, he felt a fierce murderous aura coming towards him, and finally he lost consciousness.

"Fourth brother, hurry up and mount your horse. Return to the camp to rest and recuperate!"

Liu He fought against the other Xiongnu general who was using a spear, while shouting loudly to Zhang Yong.

"It's now!"

When the Hun general saw that Liu He was distracted, he stabbed him in the neck.

"Brother, be careful..."

Liu He reacted, but it was too late to block. He could only free his right hand and grabbed the gun tip, and his palm was immediately cut with blood.

"Ha, go to hell! If I kill you, the credit will be mine, haha!"

The general was extremely proud, looking like a madman. He increased the strength in his hands and thrust the spear forward a little further, until the tip of the spear almost touched Liu He's Adam's apple.

"Don't hurt my brother!"

Zhang Yong ignored the severe pain in his waist, gritted his teeth, turned over and jumped up, swung the axe and smashed it over.

The Xiongnu general's expression changed drastically, and he quickly turned his head to avoid the attack, and the strength in his hands naturally weakened.

"Go to hell you!"

Liu He pushed his spear away, held the Yang Ming Po Ni Zhan in his left hand and thrust it forward fiercely, piercing the chest of the Hun general.

"you……"

He spat out blood and tightly grasped the tip of Yang Ming Po Ni Zhan's spear. Just as he was about to say something, Zhang Yong hit him with an axe and chopped him into two pieces.

"Ugh...cough cough..."

For some unknown reason, Liu He suddenly vomited blood.

Zhang Yong was shocked and rushed over to hold him up: "Brother, what's wrong with you? Are you poisoned again? Come on, I'll take you back to the camp!"

"No..." Liu He grabbed Zhang Yong and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"As the commander-in-chief and lord, everyone can retreat except me! Fourth brother, go back quickly to bandage your wounds and heal. Big brother is fine."

Zhang Yong was not willing to listen: "If Big Brother doesn't leave, I will definitely not leave either! My fifth brother is already dead, and my third brother is also in the valley and I don't know if he is dead or alive. The worst that can happen is that the five of us brothers will sacrifice our lives for our country today!"

After saying that, he jumped on his warhorse and without listening to what Liu He had to say, he rushed out again.

Liu He looked at his back and suddenly laughed.

"Good! Good! As expected of me, Liu He, who personally trained him. A real man should be able to come to this world and have such an opportunity. His life is worthwhile and he will die with no regrets!"

In the distance, Cui Jun finally ran out of strength and could hardly lift the Cangming Sword.

"It's terrible. If this continues, I'm afraid that regardless of victory or defeat today, our Anmin Army will face a catastrophe! I must think of a solution... My great Han martyrs, if you still have spirits, please show my army a way out..."

Cui Jun wailed in his heart.

At this moment, a Xianbei spear suddenly swept over horizontally. Cui Jun was unable to resist and was knocked off his horse, feeling unbearable pain all over his body.

Fortunately, other Anmin Army soldiers around him killed the enemy and saved his life.

Although Cui Jun was exhausted, he did not dare to leave alone in such a battle situation. He could only use the Cangming Sword to support himself and stand up.

However, just as he stood up, he suddenly saw something strange happening several miles to the south.

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