When Sun Jian and Cao Cao left, they put most of the coalition forces on the battlefield.
Including Zhang Fei, whom Liu Bei had sent out before, Liu Bei now only had the 7,000 Chinese troops under Guan Yu's command, and... he and Zhang Heng's personal soldiers totaled less than 1,000.
After reaching this point, it was time for Dong Zhuo to send out the Flying Bear Army to clean up the mess.
Zhang Heng thought silently in his heart, staring closely at the hundreds of baggage trucks in Sun Jian's army.
By this time, he roughly understood Sun Jian's intention, but he didn't know how to operate it.
At this moment, in addition to the 10,000 flying bear troops, Dong Zhuo also has more than 10,000 Xiliang cavalry as trump cards, which is really difficult to deal with.
Zhang Heng handed over to Liu Bei and said: "Mr.
Of course Zhang Heng also wants to keep his trump card, but the current situation is that everyone will gain and lose.
Furthermore, Sun Jian and Cao Cao were not the kind of princes from Guandong who would fight if they had the advantage and beg for surrender if they were blunt, so of course they could not be ignored.
When the war ends like this, the best outcome is that Sun Jian can hold off the Fei Xiong army and give Zhang Fei and Cheng Pu time to annihilate Lu Bu and Zhang Xiu's 10,000-strong army.
The worst outcome was naturally that Sun Jian failed to resist. The Flying Bear Army broke into the formation and began to harvest, and the coalition forces were defeated.
But no matter what the situation, Zhang Heng had to ensure the safety of Liu Bei and himself.
Of course Liu Bei also understood the seriousness of the situation and immediately ordered Guan Yu: "Chang Yun, please order the soldiers to prepare their formations and be ready to charge at any time."
"Brother, don't worry. Our officers and men are always ready." Guan Yu stroked his beard, looking calm as usual.
At this time, the situation on the field changed again.
The battlefield at this moment was divided into two parts. Cao Cao and Zhang Liao were in front to resist Zhang Ji's 20,000 troops. Zhang Fei, Cheng Pu, and Huang Gai fought against Lu Bu and Zhang Xiu's 10,000 enemy troops.
Sun Jian's seven thousand men happened to cut into the battlefield from the middle. After arranging the baggage trains, they began to turn over and encircle, trapping Lu Bu and Zhang Xiu in the middle, hoping to annihilate them in one fell swoop.
Among the generals who are fighting, Cheng Pu and Zhang Fei are having the most difficult time.
Zhang Fei was okay, relying on his unique verbal skills to hit Lu Bu repeatedly. Although it was extremely difficult to resist, it was far from dangerous.
To be strictly speaking, Zhang Fei and Lu Bu are both types who rely on force to win, but they are both good at fighting. After more than a hundred rounds, both of them were exhausted and panting.
Although Lu Bu had the upper hand, there was really nothing he could do about Zhang Fei.
After another fight, Lu Bu took two deep breaths, looked at Zhang Fei who was sweating profusely on the opposite side and sneered: "Huan-eyed thief, you are somewhat capable, but after all, you are not my enemy. We will have another hundred rounds at most." , I will definitely kill you!"
Zhang Fei didn't refute what he said, he just wiped the sweat from his forehead and laughed and said: "Slave with the third surname, please stop boasting and look behind you first. I'm afraid you won't even have fifty rounds!"
Hearing this, Lu Bu hurriedly turned his head to look, only to find that Sun Jian had led his crowd around not far away, and he couldn't help frowning.
But he wasn't too worried. With Sun Jian's attack speed, he wouldn't be able to kill him in half an hour. He could kill Zhang Fei and lead his troops to break through.
Lu Bu was thinking this in his mind, and when he was about to turn around and fight Zhang Fei again, he suddenly heard a thunderous roar in his ears.
"The slaves of the third surname look at the spear!"
Zhang Fei didn't know when he rushed behind Lu Bu, and the eight-foot-long snake spear in his hand rushed towards him like lightning, stabbing directly into Lu Bu's head.
In his desperation, Lu Bu had no time to turn around and defend himself, so he had to tilt his body and barely managed to avoid Zhang Fei's spear.
But the helmet didn't have such good luck. It was pierced by the spear and picked out.
In an instant, Lu Bu, who originally had a cool look, turned into disheveled hair.
"Ring-eyed thief, you are so shameless!" Lu Bu was so angry that his eyes were splitting, and he pointed at Zhang Fei and cursed.
"Hmph, soldiers never tire of deceit. Who can blame you for being defenseless?" Zhang Fei looked at the helmet on his spear and said with regret, "It's a pity that I couldn't pierce your head, but you look like this now... tsk tsk, that's right. It matches your behavior quite well. It’s just what barbarians do to treat a thief as your father.”
"Ahhhh... I am so angry that I am so angry. The ring-eyed thief is here to die!"
Lu Bu completely lost his mind and rushed forward with his painted halberd, vowing to kill Zhang Fei here.
"Why are you barking? Father is afraid of you!"
Zhang Fei, however, showed no fear, raised his spear and fought with Lu Bu again.
On the other hand, Cheng Pu is really not optimistic.
His martial arts skills are not as good as Zhang Xiu's, and coupled with his old age and frailty, he cannot fight for a long time.
How can a man in his forties compete with a young man in his twenties?
In the first 10 or 20 rounds, he could still fight Zhang Xiu back and forth, but after more than 30 rounds, he gradually became exhausted. Now that it has been fifty rounds, his breath has become disordered, his arms are numb, and he can barely hold the sword in his hand.
Facing Zhang Xiu's continuous and extremely cunning offensive, Cheng Pu understood that his life might be in danger if he continued to fight.
But he still had a determined look on his face and would rather die than retreat.
Since I joined the army, I, Cheng Demou, have gone through more than a hundred battles, big and small, and shed countless blood in the past twenty years, but I have always taken the lead.
Today's battle is crucial. Even if we are defeated, we must fight to the death to live up to the Lord's kindness!
With the belief that he would die, Cheng Pu used his last bit of strength to launch a suicidal attack on Zhang Xiu.
But the gap in strength cannot be bridged by courage, and after less than ten rounds of fighting, Zhang Xiu roared, shot out his spear like a dragon, and directly knocked away the sword in Cheng Pu's hand, and then killed Cheng Pu with one shot. life.
At the critical moment, a figure stood in front of Cheng Pu and blocked Zhang Xiu's attack.
Cheng Pu had already closed his eyes and waited for death, but when he saw reinforcements arriving, he couldn't help but shouted in surprise: "Public execution!"
"Demo, leave quickly, I'll fight him!"
Huang Gai roared and used the sword in his hand vigorously, forcing Zhang Xiu back with his bloody courage.
He had been commanding the soldiers to fight until Sun Jian commanded his troops to encircle them. Huang Gai looked happy and thought that the situation was stable, so he quickly turned around to look for Cheng Pu.
But seeing Cheng Pu struggling to hold on under Zhang Xiu's gun, he was shocked and quickly rushed over, saving Cheng Pu's life.
After being rescued, Cheng Pu did not leave. Instead, he picked up his long knife and rushed to attack Zhang Xiu again.
Under the combined siege of the two, Zhang Xiu was forced to switch from offense to defense, and the three launched a new round of fierce battle.
But at the rear, the soldiers and horses under Sun Jian had completed the encirclement and began to gradually advance, quickly compressing the space of the 10,000 Xiliang troops in the field.
If nothing unexpected happens, what follows is a real battle of annihilation.
But, would Dong Zhuo allow this to happen?
"Uncle, our army is in a passive position, we should send troops to rescue as soon as possible!"
Behind the battlefield, Dong Huang pointed at the field and shouted loudly.
Beside him, Dong Zhuo's eyes were burning and his expression was solemn.
As early as Cao Cao and Sun Jian were dispatched, he wanted to use the Flying Bear Army to cut up the battlefield. But considering that the army had just entered the scene at that time and the formation was still complete, he endured it.
Now that the battle has been going on for nearly half an hour, it is indeed the best time to take action.
Dong Zhuo believed that, just like the battle with the Kwantung Allied Forces, as long as the Flying Bear Army entered the battlefield, the final outcome would be achieved. And the 10,000 troops in his hands can just be used to chase death and the north!
"Where is the Flying Bear Army?"
After thinking this, Dong Zhuo no longer hesitated, waved his sleeves and shouted.
"exist!"
Li Jue immediately rode out and said in a deep voice, cupping his fists.
Dong Zhuo suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist and pointed it at the battlefield.
"Go to war!"
"As you command!"
Li Jue responded and immediately began to give orders.
In an instant, a boundless black tide appeared again, slowly advancing, showing everyone its unparalleled battlefield dominance!
As the ace among the elite Xiliang Army, the Flying Bear Army once again showed its ferocious face.
