Guan Yu never expected that Yuan Fang, a little thief, was not only cunning, but also so skilled in archery that he could actually hit him.

Guan Yu, who was in pain, was shocked when he saw the Qinglong Dao, a weapon made by his master, being thrown away. He wanted to go back and pick up the Qinglong Dao on the spot.

When he suddenly turned around, Yan Liang had already galloped towards him, swinging his sword, and behind him, Yuan Fang was already setting up his second arrow.

Guan Yu knew that Yan Liang would kill him before he could pick up the sword. Without a sword in his hand, no matter how strong his martial arts was, he could only be the victim of Yan Liang's sword.

Even if he could pick up the Qinglong Sword in time, he would still be dead if he was injured by an arrow. One Yan Liang was already in trouble, and one Yuan Fang was added to the mix.

In an instant, Guan Yu weighed the pros and cons, his thoughts were rolling in his mind, and he could only make a reluctant decision.

He gritted his teeth angrily, covered the wound, pinched the horse's belly hard, and galloped away like a desperate horse.

Guan Yu was so embarrassed that he didn't even care about his own Qinglong Sword in order to save his life.

Yan Liangben and others pursued him, but the chaotic running army blocked his pursuit. After a slight delay, Guan Yu had already blended into the rebel army.

"Zizheng, that fellow has fled into the rebel army, there is no need to pursue him any more." Yuan Fang shouted loudly.

Yan Liang, who had not yet exhausted his murderous intent, felt great regret. When he turned around on his horse, he saw that Yuan Fang had picked up the Qinglong Sword that Guan Yu had abandoned.

Yuan Fang took a closer look at the sword and saw that it was made to be extremely sharp. When he weighed the weight, it was only about ten kilograms lighter than his own skull-crushing stick.

"Go on!" Yuan Fang threw the knife to Yan Liang, "What do Zizheng think of this knife?"

Yan Liang is an expert with knives. As soon as he took the Qinglong Knife in his hand, he knew it was a good knife. He couldn't help but praise: "This knife is heavy and sharp. It must be a sharp weapon made by a famous master. It is really a good knife. No wonder

That guy Guan Yu was able to fight to a draw with me because he had a good weapon."

It is true that Guan Yu is strong in martial arts, but Yan Liang is right. Guan Yu's strength is largely due to the strength of the Qinglong Sword.

Seeing that Yan Liang couldn't put it down, Yuan Fang smiled generously and said, "Since Zizheng likes this Qinglong Sword so much, let's use it from now on."

Although the Green Dragon Sword is a good weapon, Yuan Fang specializes in stick skills. Although this sword is good, it is of no use to him. If it is left in his hands, it can only be used as a collection.

Rather than treating such a good knife as a decoration, it is better to give it to useful people.

Yan Liang is a master of swordsmanship. With this Green Dragon Sword, he will be even more unstoppable when killing enemies in battle.

When Yan Liang kills the enemy, he is also killing the enemy for Yuan Fang. What's wrong with giving this green dragon sword to a warrior?

"Really? I'm so grateful to you. With this sword, I, Yan Liang, can kill anyone who dares to offend you in the future." Yan Liang was so excited that he received the sword as a gift, and he was extremely grateful to Yuan Fang.

Yuan Fang laughed loudly, pointed at the chaotic enemy troops in front of him, and said solemnly: "There is no need to wait for the future, there are so many enemies in front of you, it is just a matter of time to kill them. Zizheng, why don't you go and try the power of this Qinglong Sword."

Yan Liang's murderous intention, which had just been silent, was suddenly ignited again by Yuan Fang. With a roar, he charged into the enemy with a green dragon knife.

The blue light swept across, and countless heads flew into the air. The frightened Xuzhou soldiers were killed so much that they cried like ghosts and howled like wolves, and their blood flowed into rivers.

Guan Yu was wounded and abandoned his sword and fled. Thousands of Xuzhou soldiers collapsed and collapsed in the face of the wind.

Yuan Fang used Yan Liang to open the way and looked from the north to the south to kill. In less than half an hour, he captured the entire enemy camp.

The army marched out from the south, and met a large group of men and horses, flying a banner with the word "Zang" in it.

Zang Ba is Zang Ba’s army.

Two Yuan armies attacked from inside and outside, and met in the enemy camp. Zang Ba, covered in blood, rode his horse and dragged his gun to see him.

"Master, you are finally here. If you don't come to save me, my brothers and I may not be able to hold on any longer." Zang Ba was excited and emotional at the same time.

Yuan Fang smiled: "I know very well how capable you Zang Ba are. You were able to hold on until now with a single army. The first credit for defeating the Xuzhou Army in this battle belongs to you Zang Ba."

Yuan Fang praised him highly, which made Zang Ba extremely happy. The suffering of the siege was forgotten and he laughed loudly.

Soon, the victorious generals came to meet each other.

"Sir, the northern siege has been broken, what should we do now?" Yan Liang shouted while holding the blood-stained Qinglong Sword.

Yuan Fang glanced to the southeast and said coldly: "Cao Bao and Liu Bei are still waiting for us in the east. How can we break the promise? Send an order to the whole army to kill the enemy and march to the east camp."

The order was given, and Yuan's army, which had nearly 20,000 troops, took advantage of the power of the camp and followed the defeated enemy troops towards the Xuzhou Army's encirclement camp in the east of the city, rushing towards the encirclement camp of the Xuzhou Army in a menacing manner.

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To the east of the city, the Xuzhou Army encircled the camp.

Twenty thousand soldiers from Xuzhou were lined up in the camp. They had been confused in the cold wind for several hours. Some of them were yawning, and some were shivering from the cold.

Cao Bao, who was riding a tall horse, looked up at the slanting moon, and his expression gradually became a little anxious.

Liu Bei next to him looked calm and calm, as if he was sitting firmly on the fishing platform and everything was under his control.

After waiting for a while, Cao Bao couldn't bear it anymore and said in a deep voice: "Xuande, we have been waiting for so long, why hasn't Yuan Fang come to rob the camp? Could it be that something went wrong?"

Liu Bei smiled slightly and said confidently: "The trumpet fire has been lit in the enemy camp. Yuan Fang's little thief must be on his way. General Cao will wait patiently for a while. I think the little thief will fall into the trap and come."

Liu Bei's confident judgment only made Cao Bao feel a little relieved. He took a breath and planned to continue waiting.

Just then, a soldier suddenly screamed: "Look, there seems to be a fire in the direction of the encirclement camp in the north."

It didn't matter what the call was. Cao Bao, Liu Bei, and the Xuzhou soldiers in the general camp all turned their heads to look northwest in the direction of their northern camp.

Sure enough, in the direction of Beiying, fires burst into the sky, and there were faint sounds of killing.

Cao Bao's expression suddenly changed and he asked in surprise: "What's going on? Why did Beiying suddenly catch fire?"

Liu Bei was also surprised, but he quickly calmed down and said disapprovingly: "I thought this must be the little thief Yuan Fang pretending to attack the northern camp, hoping to attract our attention, so that he could take the opportunity to attack our camp with the main force.

The northern camp is guarded by Yunchang, General Cao, don't worry."

Cao Bao breathed a sigh of relief and continued to wait with suspicion.

But he waited and waited, but he couldn't wait for Yuan Fang to come to the door. On the contrary, the fire in the direction of Beiying was getting bigger and bigger, and the shouts of killing had reached the point of shaking the sky.

At this time, even Liu Bei was a little shaken, his gray face gradually became suspicious, and he became more and more unsure.

Cao Bao couldn't hold himself any longer, so he urgently ordered his scouts to go to Beiying to find out what was true.

Just before the scouts were launched, someone from the northwest shouted: "General Guan is back, General Guan is back!"

Cao Bao and Liu Bei's expressions changed with shock.

Guan Yu was not stationed in Beiying, but he came here for no reason. This immediately gave the two of them an ominous premonition.

In shock and suspicion, Guan Yu, with a miserable look on his face, galloped towards him with an arrow stuck in his arm and blood flowing all the way.

Seeing Guan Yu's behavior, Cao Bao and Liu Bei became extremely uneasy.

Guan Yu galloped towards him, jumped off his horse with difficulty, covered his wound, and said in a trembling voice: "We fell into the trap, we fell into that little thief's trap. He and Zang Ba cooperated inside and outside, and suddenly attacked Beiying. Our soldiers

With so few generals, it is really difficult to resist, and the northern camp has been captured by that little thief Yuan Fang."

The thunderous bad news fell from the sky.

Cao Bao was so shocked that he almost fell off his horse.

Liu Bei changed his color in shock and was stunned.
Chapter completed!