The winter sun was setting in the west, and the cold wind was biting to the bones, but it could not suppress the enthusiasm of the surrounding soldiers at all. No matter the Jingzhou army or the Wei army who was surrounded, they all held their breath, looking forward to this peak showdown.
After Lu Bu, Guan Yu rarely encountered an opponent. He beheaded Yan Liang and punished Wen Chou, shocking the world and looking down on all the heroes.
Zhang Liao was once the most powerful general under Lu Bu, and even received advice from Lu Bu. He fought at Tadun at Bailang Mountain and defeated Sun Quan at Xiaoyaojin. He was equally famous.
The two are also close friends who treat each other with sincerity. This battle is not only loyal to the Lord, but also perfecting each other.
Although the street is not wide, it is enough for two horses to gallop back and forth. The two sword masters are each showing their abilities at this moment. For the soldiers on both sides, this battle between dragons and tigers is comparable to the battle of Hulao Pass.
Guan Yu took the lead, intending to make Zhang Liao surrender. The Qinglong Yanyue Sword was as bright as a dragon and unstoppable. Every time the sword was swung, the sound of breaking wind sounded in the air from time to time, as if it was going to kill the opponent under the horse.
Zhang Liao was a bit more agile in his movement. He knew that he was not as strong as Guan Yu, so he stared at his opponent like an eagle. He withstood more than ten attacks like a stormy sea, and his sword was like a dragon swimming in the sea, looking for flaws and waiting for opportunities to counterattack.
The shouts of killing at the city gate have stopped, only the rapid sound of horse hooves and the clash of weapons. Dust is flying. Soldiers from both sides are holding onto their weapons. No one is shouting. The drumming has stopped early, but it does not reduce the power of this fight between dragons and tigers.
Zhang Liao was like a cheetah. Although he was on the defensive, he was as fast as lightning as long as he counterattacked. The long sword in his hand instantly turned into a stream of light and struck Guan Yu. Guan Yu steadily caught the sword.
Zhang Liao's mount was also very agile. Knowing the director's intention, he turned around to Guan Yu's side, swung his sword and slashed at the waist. Guan Yu leaned back on his horse to avoid this move. At the same time, the Qinglong Yanyue Sword swept horizontally, and was also struck by Zhang Liao. Block.
Unexpectedly, the two of them had been fighting for more than forty years. Zhang Liao suddenly felt that his throat was itchy and he had cough symptoms. He hurriedly suppressed it. Once he coughed, the breath disappeared. Taking advantage of the two horses crossing each other, he roared and swept his sword like a tornado. Passed by and slashed at Guan Yu's back.
Guan Yu was on guard for a long time. He caught a glimpse of the cold light coming from the corner of his eye and knew that the sword was struck by Zhang Liao with all his strength. He turned slightly sideways on his horse and raised the Qinglong Saber.
when--
The two blades collided with each other, making a deafening sound. Sparks flew up, and the soldiers all exclaimed.
Guan Yu, who has been on the battlefield for a long time, has such keen eyesight that he can see that Zhang Liao's aura is unstable, and the momentum of the decisive battle has long since dissipated.
Although the move just now was a full blow, the angle was not tricky, the killing intent was not serious, and there were even flaws. It was obvious that he wanted to die.
With his thoughts turning, he circled the war horse, brandished his sword and shouted, "What do you think of my move?"
The Dawan horse's hooves were hanging in the air, and the Qinglong Yanyue sword drew an arc, with a sharp whistling sound, and counterattacked. Just now, Zhang Liao's all-out attack was shaken away, and he had to withdraw the sword before he could do it.
Zhang Hu was shocked when he saw this and shouted: "Father, be careful."
Woo——
The Green Dragon Sword cut through the air, like a dragon roaring in the sky, and slashed at Zhang Liao with an invincible momentum.
Not only Zhang Hu shouted, but the Wei soldiers also opened their mouths. Guan Yu's sword technique was powerful and powerful. Zhang Liao was not prepared enough and might not be able to catch this move.
The duel between the two men may be a game to them, but the victory or defeat is related to the life and death of Wei Jun. Everyone was excited by the passionate scene, but they were also extremely nervous and worried about gains and losses.
Zhang Liao had a determined look on his face, his eyes were like deep pools at this moment, and he didn't even give in. He grasped the handle of the knife tightly and raised it horizontally to block the knife.
boom--
With a loud noise, Zhang Liao's sword came out of his hand and fell to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust. Everyone screamed in surprise.
The Green Dragon Sword carried the power of wind and thunder, but the cold light suddenly stopped in front of Zhang Liao.
There was a dead silence on the street, you could hear a pin drop, the cold wind blew a few dead leaves on the street corners, and everyone seemed to be frozen.
Zhang Liao's face was pale, he closed his eyes tightly and waited for death. He frowned for a while, then slowly opened his eyes, feeling the cold air of the blade that was only two inches in front of him, but his eyes were filled with deathly gray.
No matter how determined he was, this sword actually made him feel helpless to resist. What was even more frightening was that Guan Yu's moves had reached the point where he could send and receive them at will, far superior to his own.
Zhang Liao's arms were numb and he looked at Guan Yu with a bitter smile: "Yun Chang doesn't know me. How can a certain man be a subordinate... Poof——"
Before he finished speaking, he spat out a mouthful of black blood and fell off the horse. He was already sick and his condition was not as good as before. The sword just now was beyond his strength and had already damaged his internal organs.
"Father!" Zhang Hu rushed out and helped Zhang Liao up, crying like rain.
Guan Yu got off his horse, squatted down with his sword in hand, and said slowly: "You know I can catch your sword, so why don't I know you can't catch my sword?"
Zhang Liao woke up faintly, his face was like gold paper, he kept coughing, and blood foam flowed from the corners of his mouth. He forced a smile and said: "If you can fight with your full strength against the king, you will have no regrets in this life. There is no need to say anything between you and me, but I hope that I will die soon." !”
"Don't you know Wen Yuan's intentions?" Guan Yu sighed helplessly, turned around and ordered Zhou Cang: "Bring the wine!"
Zhou Cang had been preparing for a long time. He came over with a plate, filled it for the two of them, and held it in front of them.
Guan Yu took a cup and handed it to Zhang Liao: "I have been fighting for half my life, I hate evil, I can't stand those hypocrites and rotten scholars, I have few friends, except for the eldest brother and the third brother, you and I are close friends! But we are each our own masters." , the situation forces us to do this. Drink these three glasses of wine and I will send you on your way."
Zhang Liao sat up and looked at Guan Yu: "Are you really willing to help me?"
Guan Yu nodded and said: "Guan always keeps his word, why should Wen Yuan doubt him?"
Zhang Liao looked at the glass of wine that was handed to him, but pointed to another glass: "I'll drink from this glass."
Guan Yu laughed dumbly and handed it to Zhang Liao: "Now that the matter has come to this, Wen Yuan still thinks that I will do something in the wine?"
Zhang Liao did not answer, raised his head to drink, and said to Zhang Hu: "I have received great kindness from the Prime Minister, but unfortunately I am unable to defeat Guan Gong. I can no longer serve him in the army. Now I am willing to sacrifice my life to repay the kindness. My son does not have to go back again." After receiving the order from Yecheng, you can return to Yanmen and follow your uncle to guard your home, which will be enough for you to spend the rest of your life peacefully."
Zhang Hu burst into tears, pointed at the soldiers behind him and asked: "Father, can you bear to leave all your brothers?"
Zhang Liao poured another glass of wine and said to the crowd from a distance: "In the past, I and I went out to Bingzhou to conspire for great things. Now Fengxian and Gao Shun are both dead. I am unable to protect you. It is a pity that my fame has not been achieved. I have let down my brothers and shamed Zhang Liao." You can stay or go as you please, General Guan will not make things difficult for you."
"General Zhang!" These soldiers were all Lu Bu's subordinates and former members of Gao Shun's camp. They dismounted and knelt down one after another, with tears streaming down their faces.
Zhang Liao was still waiting to make arrangements for his funeral when he suddenly felt the world spinning and fell into Zhang Hu's arms, exclaiming: "Yun Chang, you... you are cheating!"
"Where do you start talking about this?" Guan Yu asked with an innocent look on his face, "You and I drink from the same pot of wine, how do you feel about Wen Yuan?"
Zhang Liao gradually felt that all his strength was dissipating, and Guan Yu's tall figure gradually disappeared, and he said: "I feel like you have fallen into your trap again..."
