"Charge!" The soldiers of the Destroying Legion saw that Li Pu was so heroic despite being surrounded by enemy formations, and the blood in their bodies began to boil.

This is the role of a fierce general. He only needs to charge into the enemy army and slaughter the soldiers, and countless people will see this scene and think that they can do it too, and then risk their lives.

Li Pu is like a flag, a blood-red flag. As long as the soldiers of the French-Destroying Army see the blood mist erupting from the enemy army, they will know that Li Pu is still fighting. He will not abandon the soldiers and run away alone.

He rushes ahead than anyone else!

In the age of cold weapons, war relied on morale. Once morale collapsed, even tens of thousands of people would be nothing but grass to be harvested. But once morale exploded, even a few hundred people could overwhelm an army of tens of thousands.

What's more, the army behind Li Pu was not a few hundred, but tens of thousands of soldiers eager for war.

Thousands of cavalry were like a black wave, rushing towards the Yuan army's cavalry who were besieging Li Pu but were killed and thrown into chaos.

The waves that destroyed France violently hit the beach formed by the gathering of countless Yuan troops.

Defali struck Yuan Jun's formation again and again, blood and flesh flying everywhere, and countless cavalrymen rushed towards Li Pu like wild beasts that had lost their minds.

Li Pu is charging at Yuan Shao again. This is undoubtedly where Yuan's army is strongest, but so what?

General Pan is still in front, and the blood mist that bursts out from time to time can prove that this is enough. He only needs to know one target.

The two armies were like iron sand attracted by Li Pu's magnet, constantly intertwined and entangled.

The sound of killing resounded through the sky, and the two armies were like two millstones rubbing against each other, with debris falling from time to time during the friction.

These debris are soldiers and war horses.

"Pan Feng! Take your life!" Yan Liang saw Li Pu slashing and killing in the army. Sometimes he was surrounded by Yuan's army, and sometimes he led the soldiers of the Defali Legion to carry out bloody killings.

Constantly intertwined and damaged, Yuan's army's morale was devoured by these blood-thirsty soldiers. Every time Li Pu used Massacre to kill countless soldiers, everyone in the Destroy the Law Army would burst into cheers, and their morale would rise even higher.

However, Yuan Jun was completely overwhelmed by the morale of the Destroying French Army.

Many soldiers who had just joined the army were so frightened by Li Pu's cruelty that they trembled and ran away.

If Li Pu cannot be killed, the morale of Yuan's army will be completely destroyed by Li Pu. If there is no strong general to break Li Pu's flag, then all Yuan's army will collapse.

So Yan Liang stood up, and only he could stand up.

The big knife in Yan Liang's hand struck Li Pu's ax with the power of his horse power. Yan Liang only felt the big ax in Pan Feng's hand sink slightly, and then the long knife in Pan Feng's big ax was knocked away.

Yan Liang was shocked. He finally understood why Wen Chou was killed by Li Pu so easily, and finally understood why Li Pu could steadily advance towards Yuan Shao's main formation despite being besieged by so many soldiers.

This unrivaled strength is the reason why he can succeed.

The giant ax cut through the air with a sound of wind, and also cut through Yan Liang's body. Yan Liang's eyes were filled with blood, and then he fell into boundless darkness.

"General Yan Liang is dead!"

"General Yan Liang is dead!"

"The general is dead!"

"It's terrible, it's terrible!"

Countless soldiers looked at the man bathed in the rain of blood. Although the giant ax in his hand was hundreds of meters away, the bloody aura on the giant ax deeply stung their eyes.

Blood stains were all over Li Pu's body, and only his two eyes were emitting a breathtaking blood light. It only took one glance to understand the cruelty and violence in the heart of the man in front of him.

Countless soldiers who had just joined Yuan's army dropped their weapons and ran away, only to be chopped down by the long sword in the hands of the supervising team.

He could only helplessly continue to advance towards Li Pu and the Pali Legion, eventually losing his life.

"Yan Liang!" Yuan Shao felt bad when he saw Yan Liang charging towards Pan Feng, but there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart. What if? What if Yan Liang kills Pan Feng with one sword?

But all hopes were chopped off by Li Pu's axe, and their hopes were shattered so quickly that Yuan Shao did not react at all.

Seeing Yan Liang's head being thrown up high by Pan Feng, Yuan Shao's eyes immediately raised until it fell into the crowd and could no longer be found.

"It hurts! It hurts so much! I lost Yan Liang and Wen Chou in one day, and two of my generals were killed by one of them." Yuan Shao covered his chest with a painful look on his face.

War generals are extremely rare, not to mention war generals like Yan Liang, Wen Chou, and the two of them can be said to be his pioneers in conquering the world. Unexpectedly, they died here just after they started their careers.

What Yuan Shao didn't notice was that after Li Pu killed Yan Liang, Yuan Jun's morale was already on the verge of collapse, and fewer and fewer people dared to step forward to stop Li Pu.

Li Pu led the battle line towards Yuan Shao, and the Fali Army had already joined Li Pu and advanced forward.

Yuan Jun retreated step by step. Even the supervising team could not stop the retreat. There were too many people. If he killed those who retreated, it would easily arouse the anger of the soldiers and kill them instead.

"kill!"

Watching Yuan Jun's retreat step by step, countless legion soldiers roared and rushed toward the enemy like hungry wolves.

Yuan Shao's army was retreating steadily, and before he knew it, Li Pu and his army soldiers had penetrated more than half of Yuan's army's formation.

"Lord! Pan Feng is about to kill through the military formation, please stay away for now!" Xun Chen saw with his own eyes that Yuan Jun's morale was declining step by step, and Pan Feng was about to kill through the military formation, so he hurriedly advised Yuan Shao to avoid it.

When Yuan Shao was hesitating, Guo Tufengji stepped forward.

"My lord, you must not do it! Although Pan Feng is brave, our army has a large number of people, and it is still unclear who will win. Once my lord retreats, the soldiers will definitely lose their morale, and the defeat is just around the corner! My lord can't leave! Pan Feng's life or death is only a matter of time.

Come on!" Guo Tu hurriedly knelt on the ground to dissuade him.

Feng Ji also echoed.

"Yes, my lord, my lord is so wise and powerful, why are you still afraid of Pan Feng who is struggling in the army?"

It was the two of them who proposed the decisive battle. Once Yuan Shao retreats, the war will definitely be lost.

When the time comes, someone will definitely be responsible for this defeat, and this war was caused by the two of them.

After all, their heads are suitable to be hung on the camp gate to apologize to the many dead soldiers on behalf of Yuan Shao.

In this case, it's better to bet that Pan Feng will die on the battlefield. After all, who can say anything about the battlefield?

The seemingly brave and invincible general may be killed by a cold arrow shot from nowhere in the next moment.

The two of them are like gamblers. Their lives have been staked on a gambling table that they think they must win. If they don't win, they will die.

They can only do everything possible to win this war.

"Lord! You can't leave!"

"Yes! We can't leave!"
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