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  To the east of the moat, Liu Feng stood on his white horse, wearing a silver robe and holding a horizontal spear.

  The cold river wind blew against the battle robe, the torch in his hand danced in the howling cold wind, the handsome and stern face, in the cutting wind, slightly flushed with a hint of pale red.

  Liu Fengying's eyes stared straight ahead, several hundred steps away, that bloody battle was about to come to an end.

  No, it's not a massacre, accurately speaking, it should be slaughter.

  The Cao army, which had come from afar, seemed to have anticipated the tactics that Zou Fang would employ, so in this battle, the enemy general also deployed a strange formation with a row of shields at the forefront.

  That enormous shield, generally used when facing cavalry, has a bottom that can be deeply embedded in the mud. After being set up, it can withstand both arrows and weapons, like a mobile fortress.

  Above the shields, sharp long spears would be erected. When the cavalry charged, these rows of flat, extended spears would form a wall of spikes. Before the enemy could even touch the horsemen's hair, they and their horses would be pierced through like skewers.

  On today's muddy and narrow battlefield, the giant shield array set up by the Cao army played an unexpectedly effective role. Relying on the ultra-strong defensive power of the shield wall, the Cao army could advance forward with ease under the arrow and crossbow attacks that rained down like a drizzle.

  A simple change in formation easily overcame the disadvantage of the terrain. The enemy general who led the army was certainly not an unknown person.

  Faced with this unexpected attack method, Cao Fang's plan was ruined. Under the ineffective situation of bows and crossbows, a thousand Cao troops were like an iron castle, traversing 200 steps of muddy road, and flattening everything in their path.

  At the moment when the two armies clashed, the giant shield array suddenly broke open, and Cao's army, which was hidden behind it, burst out like a broken cage. The hungry and unbearable tigers and wolves, carrying the bloody air, killed towards the panicked Liu family army.

  Liu Feng, who was behind the scenes, couldn't see the clear picture of the battlefield ahead, but the mournful howls that poured into his eardrums were enough to make him imagine the cruelty of the massacre.

  After a pot of tea, the battle ahead seemed to be nearing its end. The remaining Liu family army, like scattered ants, fled towards this side, while the Cao army behind them, like bloodthirsty beasts, refused to let go of any prey and pursued relentlessly.

  The muddy ground hindered the enemy's advance while also hindering their own escape. Among the thousand Cao troops, there were about twenty cavalrymen. At this moment, these knights who had been unable to show off their skills in the chaotic battle took advantage of the speed advantage of their horses and easily pursued the defeated enemy soldiers.

  The ruthless blade cut down, the horse's hooves trampled recklessly, and the remaining dozens of Liu's defeated soldiers fell to the ground in an instant.

  The terrain here is high in the west and low in the east, the blood of 700 Liu family soldiers seeped into the muddy ground, like a purple-black giant carpet, slowly extending towards where Liu Feng was.

  Seven hundred lives, will they all be gone just like that?

  Just as Liu Feng was lamenting, a familiar figure appeared in the distance, hastily fleeing towards him, seemingly the only survivor. Liu Feng quickly recognized that the one who had escaped from the bloody battlefield alone was none other than Mi Fang, who not long ago was still full of confidence.

  Liu Feng's mind suddenly surged with a deep sense of disgust: seven hundred young lives, just because of his own self-righteousness, were sent to their deaths in vain, and he still had the face to escape alone, truly shameless.

  Suddenly, Liu Feng's sword-like eyebrows converged into a line, and his heart seemed to be pierced by a fine needle, as a sense of unease enveloped him instantly.

  Because he saw that behind Roufang, there was a knight like a tiger and bear who was pursuing him relentlessly, and the evil shadow of that person, Liu Feng would never forget in his life.

  Xu Chu!

  "Unexpectedly, the enemy general who led the army here was actually this evil creature."

  The biting cold wind blew in, but Liu Feng had already felt no external chill, because even the coldest winter could not compare to the evil chill brought by Xu Chu. The two knives that shocked his heart on Changban Slope floated before his eyes, and when he was still dozens of steps away, Liu Feng seemed to have already felt the terrifying killing intent that intimidated people's hearts.

  After a moment of horror, Liu Feng suddenly recalled the fragments of that night, Zhao Yun's three-word mantra for martial arts, like a Buddhist chant in his ears, gradually suppressing the terror in his heart.

  Xu Chu's strength lies in his overbearing and unmatched aura, which makes him invincible without even needing to engage in battle.

  'Liu Feng, Xu Chu is also a living person, and he is also flesh and blood. What is there to fear? How have you been diligently practicing and tempering your will these days? Have you all forgotten?'

  Liu Feng repeatedly warned himself, and in an instant, the mental oppression that Xu Chu brought to him had unknowingly faded a lot.

  When he calmed down, the disheveled Zou Fang was only twenty or so steps away, and with one more effort, he could cross the trench that Liu Feng had dug earlier, which was about ten feet wide.

  However, the black horse that Xu Chu rode was a fine Western horse given by Cao Pi, and its leg strength far surpassed Ma Fang's mount. He came galloping from behind, and it seemed that in just a few more steps he would be able to catch up with Ma Fang.

  "Ah Feng, save me!"

  In the midst of fleeing, Zou Fang suddenly discovered Liu Feng standing alone on horseback. It was as if a drowning person had grabbed onto the last straw for survival. The airs he had put on earlier as both uncle and superior were long gone, and he was almost begging Liu Feng for help.

  Liu Feng's disgust grew as he gazed coldly at that pitiful face.

  At this moment, I recall the dying words of Lady Mi on Changban Slope.

  Recalling the bloody and terrifying experience of being surrounded while trying to save Adou.

  Recalling the grievances of being blamed by Gan's family despite being seriously injured.

  I recalled Zhao Yun's secret words that night, and also remembered Mei Fang's naked warning and hint.

  ……

  All the grievances and resentment, at this moment, his heart was like a awakened volcano, the flames of anger that burst out after being suppressed, like rolling magma, rushed to the sky, and the fierce flames set his blood on fire.

  "You all owe me first, so don't blame me for being ruthless today."

  That face suddenly became colder than ever before, his mouth corners slightly raised, and a fierce killing intent burst out from his knife-like eyes.

  At the tenth step, Liu Feng raised his wrist and threw the torch in his hand into the ditch in front of him.

  That was over ten feet wide and seven feet deep, the entire main road was cut off at the waist by a ditch, filled with dry firewood prepared overnight, as well as countless flammable materials such as sulfur carried by the army. The torch was thrown into it, and the thirty-foot-long ditch immediately became a fierce flame, a crouching fire dragon.

  Mi Fang, who had thought he was saved, was just about to leap over the ravine when a wall of flames suddenly shot up and blocked his path at the last moment. The horses were startled, and Mi Fang's mount stopped abruptly, rearing up on its forelegs and sending him tumbling heavily to the ground with a loud whinny.

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