Pan Feng pulled his horse away from his sword and looked at the three brothers Liu, Guan and Zhang who were running towards the south. He stopped chasing him, but just breathed a sigh of relief.

Because he knew that if an absolute encirclement could not be formed, Liu Guanzhang would not be able to be trapped, and as long as they wanted to run, they would not be able to escape.

What's more, what I want has been put into my pocket, the king of the sword - the Qinglong Yanyue Sword.

And, Mi Zhu, who is still fighting stubbornly.

Losing the protection of Guan and Zhang, Mi Zhu was instantly blocked by the Xiandeng Army soldiers under Qu Yi, trapped among the numerous encirclement troops and was difficult to stand out.

Liu Bei had already suspected that Mi Zhu colluded with Pan Feng, and at this time he was in a critical moment of life and death, so he could not care about Mi Zhu's life and death.

"Ming Gong! Liu Bei! Liu Xuande! Don't leave me behind--" Looking at Liu Bei's departure back, Mi Zhu shouted and gradually fell into despair.

He held up the iron sword in his hand, relied on his sixth-grade martial arts, chopped east and west, and drove away the soldiers who were rushing towards him like a tide.

[Mi Zhu, nine-grade merchant, the data is as follows]

【Military power: 65】

【Intellect: 75】

【Commander: 62】

【Governance: 78】

【Financial Art: 95】

"I'm worried about not having military rations, and I just happened to meet a living God of Wealth..."

Looking at the attribute panel in his mind, Pan Feng raised a fierce sneer, dragging the Qinglong Yanyue Sword diagonally, like a whirlwind, killing Liu Bei's remaining troops and heading straight for Mi Zhu.

"Drop off me!"

Pan Feng shouted loudly, and the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand suddenly shook, like a green iron curtain, roaring towards Mi Zhu.

Mi Zhu was shocked and instinctively picked up the iron sword in his hand to block Pan Feng's dam like a bursting dam.

But the Qinglong Yanyue Sword cuts iron like mud, not to mention that it is in the hands of a military general like Pan Feng, who is even more invincible.

Click.

A crisp sound rang out, and the iron sword in Mi Zhu's hand was instantly broken into two pieces.

Seeing the cold light approaching, Mi Zhu was so scared that he pressed his eyes.

Pan Feng snorted coldly, turned the Qinglong Yanyue Knife in his hand in the opposite direction, and directly used the blade face to slap Mi Zhu and flew off the horse.

"Tie it for me!"

With an order, soldiers on both sides rushed up and immediately tied Mi Zhu Wuhua to the horse.

The three brothers Liu, Guan and Zhang tried their best to sit down the war horse, and rushed towards Xuzhou without looking back.

I don't know how long they ran until the war horse foamed and died suddenly. The three of them turned around and stopped seeing the pursuers coming, and they dared to breathe a sigh of relief.

Guan Yu gritted his teeth, pulled out the arrow on his arm, then pulled off the battle robe, and carried out a simple bandage.

"It's a pity that Pan thief actually took my weapons. See you next day. I must kill this thief myself and avenge this arrow, ah-"

But as long as he thinks of the battle with Pan Feng, he not only fails to win, but also loses the weapons in his hand for nothing, and becomes angry. When he gets angry, he keeps bleeding from his wounds.

"Second brother, don't be angry. I will avenge you tomorrow!" Zhang Fei helped Guan Yu hold his arm, his face full of righteous indignation.

Guan Yu breathed a few breaths on his face, and then he gradually calmed down his anger in his chest. He looked up at Liu Bei who was pondering and said, "Brother, now we only have these few dozen cavalry left in our hands. Qingzhou will definitely not be able to go back. Where should we go next?"

Liu Bei frowned, looked south with deep eyes. After a long time, he uttered six words heavily.

"Go to Xuzhou and see Tao Qian!"

"But brother, we have no soldiers and we have been abandoned by us. Life and death are unknown now. Is it really appropriate to go to Xuzhou?" Guan Yu's eyebrows looked confused.

"Tao Gongzu met me. Now he is seriously ill. Xuzhou is in a state of emptiness. If he doesn't go, he will fall into Cao Cao's hands."

Halfway through Liu Bei's words, a cold and cold light flashed in his eyes, "As for Mi Zhu, it's best to die. If he didn't die, there would be more than a family in Xuzhou, his Mi family..."

......

Qingzhou, Panjun Dazhai.

Mi Zhu was tied up by five flowers and was taken into the central army's tent.

As soon as he entered, he saw Pan Feng standing proudly like a green pine, and he was still leaning on the cold light flowing in his hand, and the bloody Qinglong Yanyue Sword was still flowing.

As soon as he entered the tent, Mi Zhu was stunned by the murderous aura in the tent.

After a while of silence, Mi Zhu rolled his throat and walked forward tremblingly and bowed, "Xuzhou Mi Zhu, pay homage to General Pan."

Although Mi Zhu is a wealthy man in Xuzhou, he is quite respectful. Knowing that Pan Feng is famous, he dare not neglect his etiquette in his account.

Pan Feng gently stroked the blade of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, turned to look at Mi Zhu, and sneered: "I told you who came from my Pan Feng territory, and didn't even say hello. It turned out to be Mi Biejia, the governor of Xuzhou, who was under the command of Tao Qian."

"It's just that you came to Qingzhou to ask for reinforcements. Why did you go to see Kong Rong and Tian Kai, but not to find this general. Could it be that you are biased against me?"

As he said that, Pan Feng's eyes gathered, and his eyes were as sharp as a blade, pointing directly at Mi Zhu, which scared him so much that he couldn't help but tremble all over.

"Why don't you dare?" Mi Zhu replied nervously.

From this we can conclude that Mi Zhu is a person who cherishes his life.

With a whoosh, a cold light flashed.

Just now, he was playing with the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in Pan Feng's hand, but it was already crossing Mi Zhu's neck.

The sharp blade was still stained with undried blood, which scared Mi Zhu so much that his liver and gallbladder were shattered and he swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva.

"I dare not, are there any things you, Mi Zhu, dare not?" Pan Feng sneered, "Since you look down on me, Pan Feng, it is useless to say more. Today, I will use your head to establish the reputation of Xuzhou in this general!"

When Mi Zhu heard that Pan Feng was going to kill him, his face changed drastically and said panic: "God, please spare me. I'm just coming to Qingzhou to find Kong Rong to help him with rescue. This has nothing to do with me. It's all rumors that Kong Rong sent to Xuzhou!"

"Let me tell me what the rumor is it? If one word is missing, I will kill you a finger!" Pan Feng asked sternly.

The cold sweat on Mi Zhu's forehead, like a broken bead, kept dripping, and hurriedly said, "Kong Rong claimed to the scholar who was traveling to the north that the general colluded with the thief Huang Turban, harmed his eldest son, forcibly robbed the girl of a good family, and was a perfect traitor in the world."

"This is a spread of ten, ten hundred, and the general's bad reputation spread to Xuzhou. My lord was deeply ashamed of his general's character, so he ordered him to borrow troops from Kong Beihai to bypass the general's territory."

Only after Mi Zhu said this did Pan Feng understand.

It turned out that when Kong Rong saw that he was jealous of the Yellow Turban, he let the idle scholars everywhere smear his image in the hearts of the world.

"Kong Rong, Kong Rong, if you have a keyboard these days, if you don't have a marketing account and don't be the king of keyboards, you'll be really a talent." Pan Feng sneered in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, Pan Feng threw his eyes on Mi Zhu and said lightly: "After saying that, let's choose a way to die by yourself."

"Ah?" Mi Zhu glared in surprise.
Chapter completed!