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Chapter 472: Killing General Wu

"Retreat, retreat quickly-"

Chen Wu, who was shocked to be trapped, raised his sword and shouted, turned his horse's head and wanted to withdraw his troops.

However, the two thousand Wu troops were crowded in a group, and in panic, they were unable to implement the orders. Chen Wu's retreat made the army even more chaotic.

"kill--"

Yan Liang pointed forward with a long sword, without saying too much, just a thunderous word "kill".

The roar like a bell made the eardrums of the soldiers on both sides buzz and hurt. The extremely fierce murderous intent instantly ignited the soldiers' long-accumulated fighting spirit.

"kill--"

Amid the earth-shaking roars, more than ten thousand soldiers of the Yan family army burst out like a torrent of broken dams and rushed towards the Wu soldiers at the camp gate.

At this time, Chen Wu had just withdrawn from the camp, and Yan Jun behind him had already arrived.

At such a close distance, Chen Wu knew that if he only retreated blindly and his flaws were revealed, his two thousand elite guards would be easily defeated.

In desperation, Chen Wu could only force himself to force himself, and turned around and urged the soldiers to fight.

The elite guards are worthy of being elite. Under such circumstances, their fighting spirit has not yet collapsed. Under Chen Wu's scolding, they mustered up the courage to rush to meet the enemy.

After a moment, ten thousand Yan troops rushed to the endless sea of ​​people, like a huge magnificent, and in a blink of an eye, the two thousand Wu troops were submerged.

A huge number of sieges began.

Although Chen Wu's personal army was elite, Yan Liang was also elite soldiers in a hundred battles. With an overwhelming advantage of 10,000 to 2,000, the Wu army immediately fell into a comprehensive disadvantage.

Amid the screams, a Wu soldiers fell under the swords that were cut from all directions. The Wu army, which was divided into several sections, could only fight on their own and struggled with their fighting spirit.

At the same time, two ambushing troops also arrived one after another, and nearly 6,000 soldiers joined the siege.

In the chaotic army, the troops led by Ling Tong and Lu Meng were unscrupulously killed Wu Zu, who was trying to escape to Moling.

Among the thousands of troops, Yan Liang had a long sword like the wind, sweeping from left to right, reaping human heads wantonly.

The man rode and killed him all the way, and wherever he passed, he had a bloody path. Those who fell in between were countless broken limbs and skulls.

A horse was like the wind, a sword was like lightning, and Yan Liang was like a demon, stepping on a long bloody road and heading towards Chen Wu who was fighting in chaos.

The famous generals under Sun Quan, Han Dang, Dong Xi and Xu Sheng, have all died, Lu Meng, Ling Tong, Jiang Qin and Lu Xun have surrendered to Yan Liang, Huang Gai was captured, and the rest of Pan Zhang, Tai Shi Ci and others are in Huainan.

Belong to Zhou Yu.

At present, the military generals that Sun Quan could use in Moling City were Zhou Tai and Chen Wu.

If Chen Wu was killed, it would be like breaking Sun Quan's arm.

With the four hooves flying, Yan Liang had already arrived at the horse, and the long sword in his hand rolled up the red blood trail and slashed straight towards Chen Wu.

At this time, Chen Wu was shocked to find Yan Liang coming to his death. He knew that his opponent's martial arts skills were the strongest opponent he had ever seen in his life. Without thinking too much, Chen Wu was eager to do his best and hold it up with his sword.

The blade whistled like lightning.

throat--

Amid the dull collision, Chen Wu felt the huge force like Mount Tai was rushing down, shaking his qi and blood as if it were tide, and his leader was dazzled.

With his arms unable to support him, the long sword in Chen Wu's hand sank sharply, and Yan Liang's blade slashed towards Chen Wu's face.

Chen Wu was frightened and hurriedly turned his head to the side, dodging the blade that was cut, but his shoulder was cut off.

The shoulder armor was shattered, and the blade slashed into the flesh and blood. Chen Wu removed the sword of 70% of the force, and it could still break into the armor and hurt his shoulders.

"His strength is so strong. Is he a human or a ghost..."

When Chen Wu was frightened, his shoulder pain was about to break, but at this time, Yan Liang stopped his sword and slashed him fiercely.

The downward force suddenly disappeared. Before Chen Wu could take a breath, the long sword was already like a crescent moon, sweeping across his waist.

Before the blade arrived, the strong wind that rushed to him first entangled him like fish glue, blocking all his dodge paths, and could only bear it.

At the juncture of life and death, Chen Wu did not care about the pain on his shoulders, and was eager to block it with his sword. This time he used all the strength to eat.

Yan Liang's face was like frost, and the ape's arms spread, and the blade had already attacked.

Bang-

Another metal roar, and the splashing sparks instantly illuminated Chen Wu's horrifying and difficult face.

Under the violent impact, Chen Wu only made the rolling blood and blood hard to suppress. He opened his mouth and sprayed a blood arrow, his body trembled violently, and his hands holding the knife even shattered.

With dizziness, Chen Wu clamped his legs tightly on the horse's belly, and tried his best to stabilize his body so that he would not be knocked out of the horse.

"I can't eat my two powerful attacks, this guy can forget it."

When Yan Liang secretly admired him, the third sword had already mercilessly slashed out.

The force of this sword was not as strong as the first two swords, but it was extremely fast. Before he could see clearly how he changed his moves, the blade silently slashed at Chen Wu from behind.

He attacked and vomited blood with two swords, but Chen Wu would never dare to block the third sword.

When he glanced at the blade, Chen Wu vomited blood while lying forward.

The bright blade whizzed past Chen Wu's back. Just as Chen Wu thought he had avoided this fatal blow, he heard a "puff" sound, and the blade turned the blade in front of him like a broken catkin.

The horse's head is cut off.

The huge horse's head flew into the air, and the blood from the broken neck squirted out wildly. Chen Wu, who had just raised his head, was sprayed on his face, and his vision was blurred.

The broken-headed horse body shook on the spot for a few sways and then fell to the ground.

Chen Wu immediately had a unclear vision and could not react. He then rolled down and fell heavily to the ground.

When Chen Wu struggled to get up, Yan Liang's iron tower-like figure had already stopped him, and the blade in his hand was shaking on his face.

Chen Wu, who was suffering from severe pain and his muscles and bones, felt endless sadness in his heart.

Within three moves, he knocked down his horse, who claimed to be extraordinary in martial arts. Yan Liang's martial arts was completely beyond his imagination, and it was so high that it was terrifying.

Chen Wu was not only sad about his failure, but also felt sad for Sun Quan. At this moment, when he really saw Yan Liang's martial arts, he realized that with Sun Quan's strength, it was impossible to save the momentum of refutation.

On the left and right, the two thousand elite guards, Wu Jun, had been killed by Yan Liang several times, and had almost all been killed or injured.

The splattered blood and the corpses falling all over the ground made Chen Wu more and more desperate.

"Lu Su's sub-scheming of the eagle also wanted to hide it from me, which is really a joke." Yan Liang looked down at Chen Wu with a look of contempt.

There are so many capable people left by Sun Quan, Yan Liang knows it very well, clearly.

In Yan Liang's opinion, Lu Su can definitely be regarded as his transportation captain. It was the Wu army under Lu Su who was defeated by himself again and again and help him grow stronger. Yan Liang can have the momentum of today, and Lu Su is truly

It's an indelible contribution.

Yan Liang also knew that the wise men around Sun Quan were left with no one left. Even if Lu Su was defeated repeatedly, at this time, there would be no one else who could make this plan for Sun Quan except Lu Su.

Chen Wu was shocked. He never expected that Yan Liang was so imaginative that he could infer that the person who offered his ideas was Lu Su.

Chen Wu was shocked and lay on the ground and was stunned.

"Chen Wu, I will think that you still have some courage. Today's momentum will surely be destroyed. If you are willing to return to the capital, I will give you a way out."

Yan Liang, who has always loved talent, still has some hope of winning and resigning since Chen Wu, Sun Quan's loyalty.

Chen Wu, who was stunned, heard Yan Liang surrender, but he felt as if he had been greatly humiliated and suddenly became furious.

"Yan Liang Dog Thief, I was born as a minister of the Sun family, and died as a ghost of the Sun family. How could I surrender like you, a thief who was betrayed the Lord..."

Chen Wu cursed, and he looked down upon Yan Liang as much as he was so angry that he vomited blood, he still cursed him endlessly.

Yan Liang was angry.

He loves it is good, but it also has a bottom line. Even if you are a genius, once you touch Yan Liang's bottom line, you will never tolerate it.

Chen Wu and Dong Xi in history are both loyalists of Sun Quan. Both of them died in battle by Sun Quan. Now it seems that it is basically impossible to surrender Chen Wu.

"What a foolish and loyal person, very good. If you want to be a loyal minister, I will fulfill your wishes-"

With a loud shout, Yan Liang's arm raised high and his long sword slashed down without hesitation.

With a "puff" sound, the scolding stopped, and Chen Wu's head had already separated from his body.

Yan Liang raised the bloody head high with the tip of his hand knife and shouted sternly: "Chen Wu's head is here, and the Wu people have not surrendered yet, so when will it last!"

The powerful shouts spread all over the fields like thunder.

The remaining Wu soldiers in the death battle looked at the sound. When they saw Yan Liangdao taking the lead and the hideous and terrifying scene, everyone's remaining fighting spirit was instantly scared to death.

After a moment, the metal was thrust into the ground, and hundreds of remaining Wu soldiers abandoned their weapons to the ground, and asked to surrender in horror.

Yan Liang, who killed Chen Wu, surrendered the enemy, and took the lead, stood among the troops. His majestic momentum made the troops slump their heads and dared not look up.

The fighting spirit here gradually subsided, but the shouts of killing suddenly arose in the east of the camp.

Yan Liang threw the head to the personal army, turned the horse to the east, his blood-stained face full of pride.

Yan Liang knew that the sound from the east of the camp meant that the enemy from the other side had also been trapped.

Through the hinterland of the camp, Zhu Huan was leading his three thousand troops in the direction of the back camp, and rushed towards Yan camp with the cover of the night.

Three piles of beacons in Moling City have been lit, and the shouts of killing sounds rumbled to the west of the enemy camp, and the horn of the attack has been blew.

Zhu Huan, who was granted a secret order by Sun Quan, knew that the time was coming to attack inside and outside, and he led his army out without hesitation.

As Yan Camp ran like the wind, he was already thirty steps away. Looking at the scattered enemy camp, he thought he would be unprepared. He could only break through the enemy camp in one fell swoop with a few more steps.

Seeing the enemy camp approaching, suddenly, I heard a fire of cannons, and a row of Yan troops suddenly appeared under the trench outside the Yan camp.

In the sudden appearance of Yan soldiers, each of them was holding a strange crossbow, and countless cold lights were flowing with arrows as ferocious as the fangs of the god of death.

"Yuanrong Crossbow! It's Yuanrong Crossbow!" In an instant, Zhu Huan's expression changed. (To be continued. Please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!)


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