Guan Yu was indeed very fierce. His attacks were like a storm, fast and fierce.
The sharpness of a knife lies in cutting.
Guan Yu's saber was swift and fierce, with an imposing aura. It was strong and forceful, like a ferocious tiger pouncing on its prey.
Moreover, his eyes were quick and his hands were quick. As his arms, footwork, and body techniques changed, his saber techniques quickly changed. He lifted, stabbed, intercepted, blocked, collapsed, slashed, wiped, wrapped, and wrapped.
Not only were their attacks fierce, but they were also very varied. The blade seemed to be moving in a wide range, but it was not an exaggeration to say that it could change thousands of times.
At this moment, Zhou Cheng noticed Guan Yu's eyes, his hands, and his footwork.
The saber aura changed rapidly in this instant. It matched the rhythm of his breathing, raising his breath, accumulating power, and exploding.
Gradually, Zhou Cheng realized that he was slowly getting used to Guan Yu's attack rhythm.
Although he seemed to be at a disadvantage, he had unknowingly exchanged more than forty rounds with Guan Yu.
Zhou Cheng himself did not notice it because he was fully focused on it.
On the other hand, Guan Yu's brows were tightly knitted together, and he seemed a little impatient.
Because Guan Yu was being held back, He Man became more courageous, killing several people in a row and leading the Tiger Troop to kill the cavalrymen.
Right now, Liu Bei and the other two had already lost five to six hundred cavalry.
Liu Bei saw this and remembered it in his heart. He knew that if he continued to attack like this, he would not be able to occupy the ferry and burn it.
They could only retreat for now!
Liu Bei made a decision and immediately said to Zhang Fei,""Third brother, retreat!"
"Big brother, why are you retreating? Let me charge for a while more and I will definitely defeat the moth bandits!”
Zhang Fei continued to kill as he answered. However, the number of corpses at his feet increased, but the number of enemies around him did not decrease.
This group of moth thieves didn't care about their lives anymore.
"Ah!"
A soldier of the Tiger Troop raised his spear and stabbed it into the back of a cavalryman. Then, he was stabbed down by another cavalryman. In the blink of an eye, the cavalryman was surrounded by two or three people. They each stabbed him with their spears and threw him off the horse.
After a military lieutenant fell off his horse, he immediately drew his sword and killed two people. However, the sword slashed at a man's shoulder, but the man held onto his arm tightly. No matter how hard the lieutenant kicked, he could not break free.
The surrounding Moth Bandits swarmed forward and stabbed the lieutenant to death.
There were even moth bandits who hugged a soldier and bit him to death.
The soldiers were also panicking. They had never met such a fearless moth thief!
"Retreat!"
"Retreat!"
Some of the most elite northern cavalry, who had followed Huangfu Song through all the battles, finally couldn't stand this group of lunatics.
"Retreat!"
Liu Bei couldn't stand it either. The moth thief in front of him was like a demon from hell, bloodthirsty and fearless.
"Second brother, third brother, retreat!"
Liu Bei shouted at the top of his lungs. After he finished shouting, he immediately gave the order to retreat.
A cavalryman took out a copper gong and struck it hard.
Retreat!
At this moment, Guan Yu and Zhou Cheng had already fought for more than 60 rounds, but there was still no winner.
Zhou Cheng's tenacity had exceeded Guan Yu's expectations. Perhaps, if they continued to fight, there would still be no results.
Perhaps he should have killed him back in Wan City.
However, there was no medicine for regret in this world.
Wancheng had missed a good opportunity and didn't kill him today. If they met again in the future, this young moth bandit commander would be even harder to deal with.
Given time, in a few years, it would definitely be a disaster for the world!
"Giddyup!"
Guan Yu took one last look at Zhou Cheng, then grabbed his saber and rode on an ownerless warhorse, retreating quickly.
"Phew." After Guan Yu rode his horse far away, Zhou Cheng heaved a sigh of relief. He held his spear and felt an indescribable sense of fatigue.
"We won!"
"We won!"
"The dog army has run away!"
"Hahaha…"
The moth thieves shouted excitedly. They were covered in blood. Some of them had lost arms and legs, while some had their stomachs cut open with their intestines hanging outside.
Even though they had paid a heavy price in this battle, they had faced off against two thousand elite cavalry with four thousand soldiers. Even if Zhang Jiao was alive, he had never achieved such results.
He Man, Pei Yuan Shao, Zhou Cang and the others immediately gathered around Zhou Cheng.
The three of them had bloodstains on their faces and wounds all over their bodies. There were also broken fingers and minced meat on their armor.
Pei Yuan Shao's face was pale, but he said with excitement,"Chief, we've secured the ferry!”
Zhou Cheng looked at Pei Yuan Shao's arm. Pei Yuan Shao had lost his left arm, which had been cut off by Liu Bei's double-edged sword.
" Kill the injured warhorses and roast them," Zhou Cheng said." After they're full, bury the corpses of our fallen brothers at the riverbank. Remember their names and locations. We'll come back to pick them up in the future."”
"Here!" Zhou Cang, He Man, and Pei Yuan Shao replied in a low voice.
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