The Three Kingdoms: The entire Cao Cao camp thought I was weak and frail.

With a thud, the headless corpse fell off the horse, kicking up a cloud of dust.

one move.

Just one move.

A collective gasp rippled through Cao Cao's army ranks. The generals who had been eager to fight moments before now turned pale and silently retreated.

Lu Bu sheathed his halberd, a drop of blood sliding down its blade and into the dust. He surveyed Cao Cao's army, a mocking smile playing on his lips, and finally spoke. His voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the entire battlefield.

"Who else is coming to their death?"

"You traitor! Cease your arrogance! Zhang Fei of Yan is here!"

A thunderous roar erupted from Liu Bei's formation.

All the crowd saw was Zhang Fei's leopard eyes wide open, his tiger whiskers bristling, and his eighteen-foot spear in hand, sweeping out of the camp like a black whirlwind.

"Yide, no!" Liu Bei reached out to pull him, but only managed to grab a corner of his clothes.

Zhang Fei had already rushed to the front lines, pointing his spear at Lü Bu and shouting, "You wretch who recognizes a thief as his father! You're worse than a pig or a dog! How dare you utter such nonsense here! Come and meet your death!"

With his past exposed in public, Lü Bu's handsome face instantly darkened. He spurred his legs, and Red Hare, understanding his intention, let out a long neigh and charged towards Zhang Fei.

"court death!"

"clang!"

The halberd and the spear collided heavily, exploding with blinding sparks. The enormous impact caused both warhorses to stagger back half a step.

Zhang Fei felt his arms go numb and a sharp pain in his tiger's mouth, almost causing him to lose his grip on the spear.

What incredible strength!

Startled, he dared not underestimate him any longer. He focused his attention and wielded his eighteen-foot spear like a black python emerging from its cave, thrusting, parrying, and sweeping, each move aimed at Lü Bu's vital points.

This was the first time Lü Bu had encountered an opponent who could withstand his attack head-on, so he abandoned his underestimation of him. His halberd swung wildly, sometimes like a mountain pressing down, sometimes like a surging river, each strike carrying the power to split mountains and shatter rocks.

In an instant, dust billowed in the center of the battlefield, and the clang of metal on metal was deafening. Two peerless warriors were locked in combat.

"Interesting." Guo Jia squinted at it for a while, then looked away, only to find Xun Hao beside him staring intently, his pale face even showing a sickly blush.

He felt a little uncomfortable and leaned closer to whisper, "It's all just reckless fighting. What's so interesting about it?"

"Beautiful." Xun Hao didn't turn his head, his eyes fixed on the battle. "This is the pinnacle of martial prowess in this era. Brother Fengxiao, this kind of battle isn't something you see every day."

Two muscular, burly men were fighting each other with iron weapons. Guo Jia didn't really want to watch, and he secretly rolled his eyes.

As the two were talking, the situation on the field had already changed.

Although Zhang Fei was brave, Lü Bu's martial prowess and mount were superior to his. After fifty rounds, Zhang Fei's spear technique gradually slowed down, and his breathing became heavy.

Lu Bu, however, fought with increasing ferocity, his halberd attacks becoming ever more fierce, forcing Zhang Fei to only parry and leaving him with no power to retaliate.

"clang!"

Another heavy blow deflected Zhang Fei's spear, leaving a huge opening in his chest.

A murderous glint flashed in Lü Bu's eyes, and he swept his halberd horizontally, aiming straight for Zhang Fei's neck!

"Third brother!"

A gasp rang out, and a figure in blue moved.

Guan Yu suddenly opened his phoenix eyes, brandished his eighty-two-pound Green Dragon Crescent Blade, and his Red Hare steed, the Crimson Fire Dragon Steed, transformed into a red lightning bolt and charged into the battle.

"Lu Bu, stop your arrogance! Guan Yu is here!" The Green Dragon Crescent Blade struck first, blocking Lu Bu's halberd.

The force of this strike was in no way inferior to Zhang Fei's full-force attack.

Lu Bu was jolted by the immense force, and his Red Hare was also reared up, letting out a neigh.

Guan Yu succeeded in one move and continued his offensive.

His swordsmanship was completely different from Zhang Fei's; it was bold and powerful, yet steady and solid, forcing Lü Bu to take the blows head-on.

Zhang Fei, who had caught his breath, roared and charged forward again with his spear.

The two brothers, one on the left and one on the right, worked together seamlessly.

The battle situation instantly became tense.

Lu Bu, who was just moments ago so imposing and dominating Zhang Fei, is now facing a clear setback in his offensive as he is attacked from both sides by two top-tier generals.

But he truly lived up to his reputation as the greatest warrior in the land. Even when facing two opponents alone, he wielded his halberd with impenetrable skill. Despite the relentless attacks from Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, he held his ground perfectly and even managed to find openings to launch counterattacks.

Xun Hao's eyes lit up, his pale face flushed an unnatural red, and he exuded excitement. "Good!"

How could the words in books possibly describe even a fraction of such a magnificent scene?

Guo Jia watched from the side, feeling even more distressed. He reached out and touched Xun Hao's forehead; it was burning hot. This man was quite ill, yet his spirits were high, and he even had the mind to cheer for others.

He pulled Xun Hao's coat tighter around his shoulders, then wrapped his arm around Xun Hao's waist, pulling him half-into his embrace. He muttered a complaint, "No matter how handsome you are, are you as handsome as you are? What if you get sick again after being out in the wind for so long?"

Xun Hao leaned against him instinctively, absorbing that familiar warmth, but his eyes never left the battlefield. "Fengxiao, you don't understand," he murmured, "To witness this scene with my own eyes, even dying from illness would be worthwhile."

Guo Jia's heart skipped a beat at his words. What did he mean by "it's worth dying for"? He increased the pressure on Xun Hao's waist, giving it a light pinch. "Shut up. Don't say things like that."

Xun Hao winced in pain and glanced back at him, meeting Guo Jia's deep, captivating eyes. He then realized his mistake and quickly tried to salvage the situation: "I was just giving an example..."

"You can't use that kind of analogy either," Guo Jia interrupted him, his tone leaving no room for discussion.

In Cao Cao's camp, Xiahou Dun stared in disbelief, muttering to himself, "These two brothers of Liu Bei are so fierce and brave!"

Cao Cao's gaze swept back and forth between Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, and Lü Bu, his eyes burning with desire. If only he could have such fierce generals at his disposal...

Unable to break through after a prolonged siege, Liu Bei could no longer remain idle. He drew his double-edged sword from his waist, spurred his horse, and charged into the fray.

"Big brother!"

Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were greatly encouraged to join Liu Bei. The three of them formed a triangular formation, surrounding Lü Bu at the core.

Liu Bei's double-edged swords were agile and elusive, specifically designed to attack where Lü Bu's old strength was exhausted and new strength had not yet been generated. Although not fatal, they caused Lü Bu endless annoyance.

Both Cao Cao's troops and the Xiliang army on the Hulao Pass city tower held their breath.

Lu Bu roared repeatedly, his fighting spirit fully ignited. He wielded his halberd with impenetrable skill, while his Red Hare steed constantly shifted and moved beneath him. He single-handedly withstood the combined attack of three men.

The four fought fiercely from dawn until noon, until the sky darkened and dust filled the air.

Lu Bu fought with increasing ferocity, and the three brothers were of one mind. Both sides were bloodthirsty, yet neither could gain the upper hand.

Just then, the urgent sound of retreating troops came from Hulao Pass.