"Hey, Chen Yuanzhen, do you dare to fight a certain Xu Chu?"
Xu Chu stood on the slope, as tall as a pine tree, and as huge as a mountain. With a deep shout, the ground trembled slightly, and the grass blades fell down, seeming to suppress the sound of thousands of troops charging and killing.
The green aura on his body was half a foot away from his body, and his muscles were strong and strong. Each strand was like a coiled tree root. His face seemed to have a king's pattern. In his hand, he was dancing with a strange-shaped weapon with a handle as thick as an arm. Long weapons.
This weapon is like a giant hammer, with a huge hammer head in the shape of a tiger's head.
The tiger's head also has horns, which looks very ferocious.
"Very good, another fierce general who has trained two major internal organs and transformed them into blood elixir energy."
Zhang Kun glanced at it, and with a slight swing of the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand, he whipped the five screaming and running soldiers in front of him and sent them flying away. These soldiers were still flying in the air and had already fainted.
He rode a big black horse and rushed to the front. He met some small soldiers. Thinking that these people might surrender, he didn't kill them too much, just to break their combat effectiveness.
It's not like Lu Lingqi, Zhang Liao, Gao Shun and others who always try their best when taking action. Rather, it's like taking a leisurely stroll, pushing forward while still retaining strength in your hands.
No matter what kind of opponent or military formation is in front of him, except for the formation that must be broken and the general that must be killed, he will not struggle and just knock him out.
The generals under his command knew what he was thinking. At this time, there were more pursuits than killings. Voices of "surrender and avoid death" rang out from far and near. After this, the resistance was instantly reduced.
This is the characteristic of the times...
If one side is defeated, and if there is no general to stop it, the soldiers will soon collapse, and they will surrender at any time.
They don't have many beliefs, and they have no distinction between family and country. They can only rely on the personal charm of the generals to gather military morale.
Once a general is powerful or charismatic enough, soldiers will naturally follow him wholeheartedly.
Once a general dies, he immediately loses military morale.
And if the general is tyrannical, the army is likely to counterattack and kill the general when he is drunk or unprepared.
Turn around and defect to the enemy.
It's nothing more than a mouthful of food, so I won't risk my life.
Therefore, the total of 100,000 troops brought by Cao Cao, Liu Bei, and Chen Deng was actually the biggest gain.
Hearing the roar from the hillside, Zhang Kun turned his horse's head and went straight to meet it.
"Is Xu Chu a tiger idiot? It is rumored that you and Dian Wei are the two tiger generals in Cao camp. Dian Wei died early and we can't see his skills. It's really a big deal. It depends on your ability. How long can you stop me?"
Zhang Kun knew it well.
Xu Chu stayed here to prevent himself from pursuing.
Can't help but deal with it.
Otherwise, leaving this person behind will cause much damage.
…
When Xu Chu saw Zhang Kun turning to kill, one person and one rider were like the sea and the sky, rushing up with boundless murderous intent, he felt a shiver in his heart, knowing that he had boasted too much in front of the prime minister.
The confrontation of momentum collapsed at the first touch. The gap was too big. No wonder the Yan man died in just a few moves. Even the most powerful Guan Yu and Guan Yunchang were seriously injured after just two or three moves.
Encountered the greatest enemy in life.
Xu Chu's first thought was not to deal with it cleverly, but to launch a violent secret technique. His originally impossible huge figure suddenly expanded by three points, his pupils were faintly bloody, his body was raised like a violent bear, and his feet hit the ground heavily. Step on, head down and rush wildly.
"Thick soil!"
After just five steps... there was a muffled sound, and the giant hammer had already set off a majestic wind, facing Zhang Kun's momentum, and smashed it down head on.
Judging from its attack, this hammer is extremely thick and ferocious. As long as it cannot be avoided, it can beat people and horses into pieces.
'With a body made of thick earth, Xing Bolang gathers all his strength to strike. This is a competition of strength with me. '
Zhang Kun saw through it at a glance. The internal organs that this giant man had mastered were the heart and spleen, and they were already extremely powerful.
Therefore, the body shape becomes very strange and strong. At this time, the power of the attack is simply unstoppable.
Generals of the same level would definitely not be willing to use all their strength when fighting with him. They would use their shortcomings to defeat the enemy's strengths.
However, Zhang Kun didn't care much.
His five internal organs are perfect and he has mastered all of them.
It doesn't matter whether it's a comparison of strength, speed, or even changes in moves.
'If I don't beat you until you are convinced, you might think I'm afraid of you. '
Zhang Kun swung his sword, and where the blood flames rose, the entire mountain and the land seemed to be swung with the sword, and the tiger's head hammer struck with a rumble.
The horse's momentum has not stopped. Wherever the sword and hammer hit each other, there were ripples, and the energy swept across...
boom……
The knife and hammer rebounded at the same time.
On the huge hammer head, which was as big as an iron pot, two wings made of steel were broken at the same time, and a long crack was cut out of the hammer body...
A trace of pain flashed across Xu Chu's face, and he staggered back uncontrollably.
After taking seven steps back in a row, his legs were already on the hillside, up to his knees.
As he roared violently, his body tumbled and jumped, like a tiger leaping over a mountain. The long hammer circled around him three times in a row, rolling over and over, and then struck hard with the hammer.
"Stronger than Lu Bu, weak in body adaptability. In terms of overall strength, he is only a little behind Lu Bu."
Zhang Kun's sword [Hou De Zhi Wu], Wuyun Plum Blossom Sword, uses heavy weight against heavy weight, strength against strength, knocking away the opponent, and he can't help but marvel in his heart.
Lu Bu stabbed himself and his wrist was broken.
At this moment, the giant man took a move and still had the energy to attack.
Although there was a reason for his violent rage beforehand, it can be seen from this that his body is still extremely strong in nature.
But that's all.
Zhang Kun's blade paused for a moment, then returned to a perfect and smooth blade motion.
The long knife in his hand creates a wonderful arc, from boundless and heavy to soft to hard, and the sea is boundless.
The long knife cut out a misty blue wave, like a phantom, bypassing the hammer's edge. The weightless light and shadow were unstoppable. The layers of blood and energy suddenly exploded and hit Xu Chu's chest.
Click.
A series of skeletal explosion sounds sounded.
The sledgehammer in Xu Chu's hand was only halfway through the dance, and before its full strength was reached, the huge figure was already flying like a kite.
Bang...
It crashed down the hillside, causing dust to fly.
The giant man half propped up his body, vomiting blood from his mouth, and had a wry smile on his face.
Too big.
It is also said that it can stop the opponent and prevent him from taking half a step forward.
As a result, with just two moves, he was beaten to death and even the hammer was lost.
"Prime Minister, I can only apologize to you."
A trace of regret flashed in Xu Chu's eyes. When he saw the blade coming straight towards him and stopping on his neck, he didn't even need to wait for the silver-armored and red-robed young man to say anything. He sighed directly, "I am willing to surrender!"
The last endless, shadowless sword strike was not a slash with the blade, but a flat draw with the blade. He knew that the other party had no murderous intention.
However, if you don't know how to appreciate others and don't cherish your own life, then it will be a dead end.
I don’t know how many bones in my body are broken now. I can’t even escape. What else can I do if I don’t surrender?
It's a pity that the people in Xudu...
I hope Prime Minister Cao will not anger them. He joined the Cao family that day just for a rich future and to make achievements.
Time is also fate...
Nowadays, switching to others is a last resort.
'Living in this world is inherently difficult, and I believe you won't blame me, Mengde. '
Xu Chu's eyes were full of indifference, and he smiled widely.
"He's an interesting guy. Yes, take him down to recover from his injuries."
Zhang Kun gave the order but did not bother to question Xu Chu carefully about the direction in which Cao Cao fled.
Looking up, he saw the direction where the blood was the strongest and the fighting spirit was the strongest, and he chased after them with horseback.
Anyone who commands an army and holds a high position will have the aura of a tiger in him.
Even if the army is defeated and flees, this evil spirit will not dissipate...
Zhang Kun's spirit was sharp at this time, and his martial arts gradually became more transparent. He could sense Cao Cao's escape path based solely on his own senses...
Seeing Zhang Kun riding away, Xu Chu's eyes revealed extremely complicated emotions.
The favor of not killing is one thing, but this favor is a bit bullshit.
However, the other party did not force me or ask where the Prime Minister was. This favor was a bit big... I had to repay the favor of my old master. I had to repay this respect.
"This is it."
Zhang Kun rushed on horseback in pursuit, only to realize that Boss Cao was probably in front of him. The road was getting narrower and narrower, and the trees were getting denser and denser. Did he actually escape into the mountain col?
When he looked back, he saw that some of his riders had fallen behind the team. The road was twisted and twisted, and it was not made by humans at all.
Moreover, the water vapor on the road was a bit heavy.
"No, Cao Cao will never escape in the direction of Yangzhou. There are dense water networks here. Can he escape?"
A red robe and a large cloak could be seen faintly in front, accompanied by generals and sergeants. It looked like it was indeed Cao Cao, but Zhang Kun just felt something was wrong.
You can see it, but you can't catch it. The road goes further and further away.
With the kind of person Cao Cao was, he would never lead himself to death like this.
Zhang Kun's heart moved, and he calmed down and recited silently: "The green brocade is draped in the palms of the hands and the jade ling is worn, and the sun and the moon are clear in the eyes..."
My mind became clear for a while, and my eyes sparkled.
At a glance, the hills and jungles in front of me have changed colors, as if a thin layer of clothing has been lifted off.
This is not a large group of people, but seven or eight people riding horses. The leader is a young scholar with a pen in his hand, wearing a red robe and a pale complexion.
I was running out of breath.
"I didn't expect the general to know Huang Lao's art and be able to see through my thousand layers of illusions."
The young scholar looked at Zhang Kun looking over with clear eyes, sighed and forced a smile: "It's still too late to change the route and pursue him again. The Prime Minister is not far away."
"Change the route and pursue me again, so that you can calmly perform the spell, and then mislead me again?"
Zhang Kun sneered, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly swung his sword to the side.
There was a click, like a mirror being shattered.
The path on the left is broken again.
Looking up again, he saw that the young scholar was already lying on the horse's back, unable to straighten up, with blood pouring from the corner of his mouth, and he was running away from the horse.
Zhang Kun gently pinched the horse's belly and caught up with him in a few steps.
This time, the other party didn't play any tricks again.
He caught it in his hand.
"Looking at your skinny, consumptive face, you should be Cao Mengde's military advisor, the genius Guo Fengxiao. Can I ask, what method did you use just now? You actually made me chase you for dozens of miles without you noticing. wrong?"
Zhang Kun asked with a smile.
This person is not a simple person. There are some good people who say, "Guo Jia will not die, and the dragon will not come out." It is said that he is good at macro-control and sees the world like a chess game.
After Cao Cao captured him, he immediately flew into the sky, his power grew rapidly, and he became a very important prince in the world.
When Guo Jia died, Cao Cao was even more sad.
It was not because of the deep feelings between the two parties, but because of the death of his minister, his future became more uncertain and the development of his power was greatly hindered.
Guo Fengxiao's role in Cao Cao's camp.
It is roughly equivalent to Zhuge Liang's role in Liu Bei's camp.
One can imagine how strong this person is.
The biggest shortcoming is that he doesn't cultivate himself, doesn't abstain from sexual desires, often gets drunk, is exhausted, and dies too early.
If he does not die, there may be some variables in the next three points between Wei, Shu and Wu.
"It's a small formation technique. General Chen has practiced the Taoist techniques of Huang Lao and also practiced the skills of health and life protection. Why, but he doesn't recognize the Confucian mountain geography ambush technique?"
"First of all, you used a pen to draw imaginary lines in the air to set up a formation?"
Zhang Kun was slightly shocked. If these scholars could form formations at every turn, how could they lead any troops to fight? Why not open an altar and set up a large formation on the battlefield? What battle can't be won?
Guo Jia saw that Zhang Kun was overthinking and said with a smile: "General, don't worry. Whether the soul is strong or not depends on personal practice. Confucian classics are handed down from generation to generation, and formations are arranged with luck. You can't make something out of nothing. Just like the general at this time , just relying on personal strength and bravery, you can defeat my sky-stealing technique...not only the luck is grand, but also the power is suppressed."
"What if it can't be suppressed?"
Zhang Kun asked softly.
At this time, he was no longer in a hurry to chase Cao Cao.
Since Guo Jia is already here and still talking to himself, he obviously knows that the overall situation has been decided and there is no point in doing more.
The other party was wearing Cao Cao's robe, and he only had seven or eight soldiers... No need to ask, Cao Cao had already fled far away with the rest of his confidants.
It was too late to go back and chase after him.
Otherwise, this genius is too worthless.
"If it cannot be suppressed, then all five aggregates will be confused and will scurry around in the mountains like headless flies until dawn."
Guo Jia raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a rare hint of pride in his eyes.
"General, I must have heard about the Battle of Gaixia by Overlord. Have you ever thought about why a tyrannical figure like King Chu, who could conquer the mountains, ended up in such a miserable state that he committed suicide in Wujiang River?"
"Didn't you say that you have no face to see Mr. Jiangdong?"
"Yes and no." Guo Jia sighed, "King Xiang practiced martial arts and cultivated his mind. He reached the pinnacle of the human world. He could almost fight against an army of 100,000 people with the power of one person. What strength and martial arts. How could such a person, because of a sudden If you are defeated, you will be so sad that you commit suicide?”
"So, House of Flying Daggers is a Confucian confusion formation, surrounded by enemies, and a sonic attack? The purpose is to destroy the psychic attack method of King Xiang Yu of Chu, and then drive him insane and finally commit suicide?"
Zhang Kun asked funnyly.
"Although he missed, it's not far away..." Guo Fengxiao didn't smile, but looked at Zhang Kun with strange eyes.
It seemed that he was very surprised that he could draw inferences from one instance and guess the truth at that time.
