It was originally a very dangerous action to lure the enemy deeper into the ground, and Jiao Tu's accidental death made it even worse. The Yuan army soldiers who were changing the formation were stunned and at a loss. Guan Yu seized the opportunity, stabbed the enemy around him several times, turned around and shouted: "Xuande, come quickly!" While saying that, he rushed to Jiao Tu's battle flag, killed the flag soldiers with one knife, and cut the flagpole as thick as his arm into two pieces with one knife.

The flag fell down huh, Guan Yu pulled off a corner of the flag and wiped away the blood from the long sword. The long sword emitted a sharp light under the light of the fire. The sword was covered with supporting marks everywhere, and even the blade collapsed several gaps, but its majesty was still undiminished. Guan Yu was very satisfied, spread his palms and wiped the blade.

"Good knife, indeed, good knife, good head cut!"

The Yuan army soldiers were stunned, no one dared to step forward. Guan Yu lifted his long sword, looked around, and sneered.

"Who else is not convinced? Come and die quickly!"

There was a silence around, with only rapid breathing and sporadic sounds of weapons landing on the ground.

"Who else?" Guan Yu suddenly shouted loudly, waved his long sword, and cut the closest Yuan army soldier into two pieces with one knife. The soldier's head and half of his shoulders fell to the ground, but his remaining body swayed and did not fall for a long time. The blood rushed out of more than a foot, and soon flowed again, splashing the soldiers next to him on their heads and faces.

"Ah——" I don't know which soldier Yuan screamed, threw down the shield and sword in his hand, made a loud "clang" sound, and turned around and ran away. The long-soldier, who should have stepped forward to intercept, remained motionless, his eyes wide open, and his mouth widened. Seeing that the long-sold had no movement, another soldier took a few steps back carefully, turned around and ran.

There was another one. More and more people fleeing, spreading rapidly like an avalanche. Chengwu Chengshi's soldiers began to flee. In a blink of an eye, Guan Yu was empty, leaving only half of the corpse standing there alone. The songs behind him couldn't figure out the situation. They thought they were defeated, but later they found that more and more people were running away, but Jiao Tu's battle flag disappeared. They panicked and began to retreat.

A fraudulent defeat turned into a defeat, and Guan Yu was instantly empty. Liu Bei was surprised and happy, and without Guan Yu's greeting, he rushed in with his people. While chasing him, he shouted loudly, further enlarging his fear and drove the defeated soldiers to continue moving forward. At the same time, he kept throwing torches onto the tent, and the flames rose, illuminating half of the sky.

Zhang Fei and Jian Yong, who were preparing to respond outside the camp, were also stunned.

"Xianhe, do you want to... follow in?"

Jian Yong grabbed his beard and accidentally pulled two of them off, trembling in pain. He looked at Guan Yu's taller and taller figure under the fire, and smiled bitterly: "At this point, I can only follow in, otherwise you and I will be laughed at by Yun Chang for the rest of my life."

Zhang Fei nodded, pointed at the camp, and shouted at the two hundred surrendered soldiers: "Let's open your eyes and see, should we follow our brothers to win battles, eat meat and drink soup, earn meritorious rewards, or should we follow the coward Yuan Tan, defeat the battle, eat blades, and throw away the corpse in the wilderness? Come with me, the eggless castrators should do whatever they should do, and don't block my way."

"I wish to follow the army to fight." A surrendered soldier said timidly, hoarsely.

"What did you say? Be louder!"

"I wish... I wish to follow the military marquis to fight." Shi Chang swallowed, and said loudly with courage.

"Hehe, Junhou?" Zhang Fei patted the sword on his waist and laughed loudly. "After fighting this battle, I will at least be promoted to a captain. Do you want to be a captain?"

"Think, think." Nash nodded repeatedly, his eyes lit up.

"What are you waiting for? Come with me." Zhang Fei raised the spear in his hand, waved his arms, and ran forward.

Nashi followed him for two steps, and when he turned around, he saw his subordinates not moving, he rushed back and pushed and shoved. "What are you waiting for? Let's go quickly. If you don't make meritorious contributions at this time, when will you make meritorious contributions?" He said while blinking. The surrendered soldiers came to their senses and hurriedly followed.

As soon as they ran away, the others were also moved and followed in groups of three or three. When they entered the camp, half of the camp was empty, leaving only corpses and tents burning. They looked at each other and were all a little scared. Guan Yu only brought ten people to the camp, and Liu Bei's subordinates had only more than two hundred people, and he could defeat two thousand Jiao Chu. He was so brave and invincible.

Following the fierce man, he could survive and have meat to eat. These soldiers didn't understand so many principles. Seeing Guan Yu and Zhang Fei was so brave, he suddenly became more courageous and rushed into the camp one after another. For a moment, his morale was like a rainbow, his roar was like thunder, and his killing sound was shocking.

The two generals from the left and right saw the fire in Jiaotu camp through the camp. They knew that Jiaotu was defeated, but no one went to rescue them. They just kept their camp tightly. Yuan Tan had ordered that they were not allowed to leave the camp without authorization. They had no friendship with Jiaotu, so they did not have to take risks for him.

Liu Bei, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei rushed into the camp one after another, killing people and setting fires, causing chaos in the entire camp. The Yuan army soldiers were headless and in a mess. Many people opened the camp gate, and pigs rushed to the ground, and ran around the open space between the two camps.

Guan Yu made a concerted effort to chase out of Jiaotu camp, came to the central army camp, and shouted loudly.

The soldiers of the central army were prepared and did not lose their position. While blocking, they reported to Yuan Tan. Yuan Tan did not know that Jiao Tu was killed in the battle, so he just acted according to the plan, put on armor and swords, climbed onto the central army generals, and found that Jiao Tu's camp was in a sea of ​​fire, and Jiao Tu's own battle flag was gone. Only then did he realize that something was wrong and he was frightened and sweated.

Fortunately, the central army was defending tightly. Although Liu Bei and others had a great momentum, their troops were limited and they were blocked from the camp gate and could not break through for a while. Yuan Tan calmed down and ordered two camps in the southeast and northeast to go out to cut off Liu Bei's retreat. He ordered the two camps in the south and north to move forward and encircle Liu Bei's wings. Although there was a little accident and the Jiao Teng was broken, it was not much different from the pre-plan. He still had enough superior troops to trap Liu Bei.

Yuan Tan's heart was in his throat. He was not worried about Liu Bei, but Sun Ce. Liu Bei was at most a wolf, and Sun Ce was the tiger lurking in the dark. Liu Bei was so desperate that it didn't look like a feint. Sun Ce must be lurking somewhere, waiting for him to reveal his flaws so as to give him a fatal blow. He intercepted the scout with all his strength to hide the lurking position.

Will Xinpi be in danger? If Zhang Miao and Sun Ce conspire, Xinpi will go to Zhang Miao's camp to fall into a trap. Although he is extremely wise, he is just a scholar. If Zhang Miao wants his life, he will send two guards to kill Xinpi on the spot with just one order.

The more Yuan Tan thought about it, the more he became more uneasy, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was too optimistic, underestimating Sun Ce's insidiousness. The cold sweat on his forehead came one after another, and he couldn't wipe it clean. Soon he soaked the battle robe and his palms were covered in sweat. He held the knife ring tightly at his waist, barely controlling the tremor of his body, so that the people around him could not see it.
Chapter completed!