The sky was covered with dark clouds, like a huge net, covering the sky above the north.

The fine and dense rain mist floated in the wind and fell on the iron helmets of the Allied Forces.

Xiahou Dun sat on the chariot, holding a sharp sword that had been passed down in the Xiahou clan for hundreds of years.

His face was cold and hard, with a hint of murderous intent, and he slowly approached the land of Dajing.

Pei Yi was riding on a horse. He looked up at the dark sky. The drizzle fell on his cheeks and he could clearly feel a hint of coolness.

At daybreak, a million allied troops set out from the camp and were about to reach the border of the Dajing Dynasty.

The rain is not even as heavy as his pee.

Pei Yi rode his horse closer to the Grand Historian and asked in a low voice, "Will it really rain heavily today?"

The Grand Historian nodded: "I will not gamble with the lives of my entire family."

Xiahou of Beiliang is the head of an aristocratic family. Rumor has it that one would rather kill the prince than offend the Xiahou clan.

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The Grand Historian was originally kidnapped into the Allied Forces. If he makes a mistake today, he won't have to face the sun tomorrow.

Pei Yi was silent for a moment and didn't say anything else. He turned his head and saw Tarsan.

Talsan, wearing armor and riding on a warhorse, was a change from his usual self.

He abandoned his chariot, holding a pair of purple-gold hammers, and seemed to be going to the battlefield himself.

Pei Yi thought of Tarsan's crazy look after Sangbu's death, and his blood began to boil.

He even wanted to see the scene where Tarsan smashed Xiao Jingzhou's head with one hammer.

It will surely be a spectacular scene.

The other side.

Xiao Jingzhou received Xiahou Dun's challenge three days ago.

At that time, he was leading an army of 400,000 to fight.

More than a dozen tanks led the way, followed by rocket launchers.

Behind the infantry fighting vehicle is the robot dog, 'Tiedan'.

The drizzle was getting heavier and heavier, and the raindrops flowed down the iron helmet to the chin.

This battle.

Xiao Jingzhou was the commander-in-chief and Gu Zhenbei was the deputy commander.

Shen Zheng is the left forward and Yang Jin is the right forward.

Xiao Jingzhou was wearing black and gold armor and a red cloak.

He held a red tasseled spear in his hand and rode on a sturdy warhorse, looking very majestic.

“Stop moving forward!”

Xiao Jingzhou raised his red tasseled spear high, and the soldiers behind him stopped in their tracks.

The sounds of the Allied Army's horses' hooves, wheels, and footsteps coming from far away reached the ears of the Dajing Army.

A massive enemy army was coming towards us.

The two armies faced each other with swords drawn.

Xiahou Dun, sitting on the siege vehicle, shouted, "Xiao Jingzhou, I didn't expect you to dare to fight.

As expected of the descendant of Emperor Jing, he has some blood in him. ”

"It's a pity that he didn't know how to judge people, and he took Zhang Caozhong with him when he went to war."

"You probably don't know yet, but the poison that Emperor Jing was poisoned with was obtained by Zhang Caozhong kneeling down to beg the elders of the Xiahou clan, and only then did he obtain the poison of the Jinmi snake."

"Today, I will give you a chance to die on the same battlefield as Emperor Jing."

"I'll send you and your son to meet each other."

Before the war, Xiahou Dun wanted to anger Xiao Jingzhou so that he would be overwhelmed by hatred and make wrong combat commands out of resentment.

Shen Zheng, who had led troops in battles for many years, immediately saw through Xiahou Dun's intentions.

He said anxiously: "Your Majesty, this is all Xiahou Dun's evil scheme, don't be fooled!"

Xiao Jingzhou looked at Xiahou Dun's chariot with a cold face.

Chen Gan had found out the news a few days ago, and now it has been confirmed that Xiahou Dun was the one who fanned the flames behind the scenes.

He said: "General Shen, don't worry, I won't lose my composure."

After that, Xiao Jingzhou whispered a few words, and Lu Chen tightened the reins, turned around and left.

Gu Zhenbei had a strange face, and beneath his face, which was invisible to others, was a cold pond.

He clenched the Tang sword in his hand, wishing he could put it on Xiahou Dun's neck immediately and chop off his head like chopping pig bones to feed the dogs.

If it weren't for their evil plot, his sister Gu Yu wouldn't have to suffer for the rest of her life.

A flash of lightning flashed across the dark sky, and the rumbling sound made people panic.

The rain poured down like a waterfall.

Xiahou Dun found that Xiao Jingzhou was not fooled. As the heavy rain soaked his armor, he laughed even more wantonly.

Xiahou Dun said: "The time has come, pass on my order."

"attack!"

The allied forces marched in the heavy rain, and Pei Yi stayed beside Xiahou Dun.

He laughed and said, "The strange weapons of the Dajing Army are all related to fire."

"The commander-in-chief ordered the historian to calculate the weather, which is a great help to the allied forces!"

Tarsan rode high on his horse, looking up to catch the falling rain.

He lowered his head and looked straight ahead, his eyes full of madness.

"Sangbu, I will take Xiao Jingzhou's head today to pay tribute to your soul."

After Talsang finished speaking, he tightened his grip on the reins and joined the battlefield with the purple gold hammer in hand.

The two armies fought and the sound of killing continued.

Unfortunately, the allied forces kept rushing forward but failed to get close to the Dajing Army, and fell to the ground under the guns and artillery.

Tanks and rocket launchers exerted their stable power, sending a bunch of people flying with one explosion.

Machine guns and rifles fired everywhere.

The grenade formed a parabola in the air, touched the armor, shield, and ground, and exploded.

The allied forces, in large numbers, surged towards the Dajing Army in wave after wave.

Pei Yi saw that something was wrong, and he somehow pounced on Xiahou Dun and blocked the bullet from the sniper rifle hitting his head.

The battlefield changed rapidly, Zhou Wu's position was exposed, and he put away his sniper rifle in frustration.

Blood splattered on Xiahou Dun's face, covering half of his eyes.

Xiahou Dun pushed the dying Pei Yi away and reached out to wipe his face with the rain.

He raised his eyes and looked in the direction of Xiao Jingzhou, with a gloomy face: "Xiao Jingzhou, I will chop off your skull, peel off your skin, chop it into pieces and feed it to the dogs!"

Xiahou Dun stood up suddenly, kicked the cavalryman down in one step, and snatched the horse under the cavalryman.

The warhorse galloped, and Xiahou Dun, holding a big knife, rushed towards Xiao Jingzhou.

Xiao Jingzhou said sternly: "General Huo Bei, follow me to chop off Xiahou Dun's head today to pay tribute to the spirit of the late emperor!"

Gu Zhenbei said: "Yes!"

The two men clenched their weapons and stepped forward in the pouring rain.

When they were about to approach Xiahou Dun, Tarsan, who was hiding in the dark, rushed out.

The two coaches of both sides faced off.

Tarsan's target was also Xiao Jingzhou. He raised the purple gold hammer, rushed forward, and hit Xiao Jingzhou hard.

Xiao Jingzhou dodged sideways, and the red tassel spear hit Tarsan's waist. The armor was pierced in the rain, and a red line was revealed under the wheat-colored muscles.

Tarsan swung his hammer, and Gu Zhenbei flew up, stepped on the purple gold hammer, and kicked Tarsan hard.

In a flash, Xiahou Dun raised his knife and chopped at Gu Zhenbei's leg, but was deflected by Xiao Jingzhou's red tassel spear.

At this point, the two faced off, with Xiao Jingzhou facing off against Xiahou Dun.

Xiao Jingzhou: "Do you dare to fight?"

Xiahou Dun snorted coldly: "You ignorant boy, you are so bold."

The two of them exchanged glances and instantly understood each other.

Xiao Jingzhou took up his spear and went into battle. The red tassel was wet by the rain and stuck to the silver spear.

Xiahou Dun held a big knife in his hand, and the rain washed his hands and dripped onto the tip of the knife.

The two men grabbed the reins at the same time and rushed towards each other at lightning speed.

The broadsword was extremely dazzling under the rain. It was raised high in the midst of lightning and thunder, and chopped towards the young commander holding a red tasseled spear.

The red tasseled spear blocked the sharp blade in mid-air, making a clanging friction sound amid the screams.

Suddenly, the red tasseled spear flew out of his hand, and Xiao Jingzhou dodged to the side, just in time to avoid the big knife that Xiahou Dun was chopping at him.

The two armies were caught in a melee, with constant bombardment.

Xiahou Dun rode his horse back a few steps, gripped the reins tightly and snorted, "You do have some skills, worthy of being my opponent."

"It's a pity that today is the day you die."

Pei Yi's blood just now splattered on Xiahou Dun's face.

Now he had a dark face with bloodstains on it. In the eerie rain, he looked like a ghost coming to the human world to claim lives.

Xiahou Dun caught a glimpse of Zhou Wu's figure, but he did not forget the fire stick behind Zhou Wu.

Pei Yi died at the hands of a fire stick.

Xiahou Dun gripped the reins tightly and rode his horse to hide behind the fighting soldiers of the two armies.

He shouted and challenged: "Xiao Jingzhou, you can't move your hands and feet here, I will fight you in front!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Jingzhou rode his horse in the direction of Xiahou Dun.

Zhou Wu saw Xiao Jingzhou chasing after him, and he wanted to catch up, but was stopped by the enemy.

He thought to himself that something was wrong, but unfortunately the enemy did not give him a chance to react and chopped him down fiercely with his sword.

Losing his life was a small matter for Zhou Wu. He was afraid that the sniper rifle on his back would fall into the hands of the enemy.

That was a big mistake.

Zhou Wu tightly grasped the Embroidered Spring Sword, jumped off his horse, and launched a crazy attack on the enemy.

The other side.

Tarsan felt a burning sensation on his back. Without caring about anything else, he swung the purple gold hammer at Gu Zhenbei.

The purple gold hammer that he was so proud of had no power to cause any serious damage in front of Gu Zhenbei.

Every time he thought he could hit Gu Zhenbei, Gu Zhenbei would cleverly dodge it and even managed to cut him.

Tarsan's eyes were bloodshot, and only anger remained in his mind.

Gu Zhenbei's aura was a little disordered under the strange mask.

After all, he was getting older, and after several rounds, his movements became noticeably slower.

In addition, Guimian was at a great disadvantage under the rain.

In the last battle, Gu Zhenbei just wanted to win it as soon as possible.

He quickly took off the mask and revealed his true face.

Tarsan, who was on the verge of insanity, was also stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect that Huo Bei was actually Gu Zhenbei who died of poisoning.

Tarsan felt deeply cheated. He knew he was no match for Gu Zhenbei and could only use ruthless tactics to end the fight as soon as possible.

“Come on!”

Talsan shouted.

He clamped his legs around the horse's belly, swung the sledgehammer, and galloped towards Gu Zhenbei.

Gu Zhenbei's vision was freed and he moved much faster.

He flew up and stomped heavily on the purple gold hammer, then bent over with the Tang sword in his hand and wiped it hard on Tarsan's neck.

Blood spurted out instantly.

The purple gold hammer fell to the ground, and Gu Zhenbei flew back onto the horse.

"Oh no, the Eastern Zhou army is coming!"

When the two armies faced each other, the Dajing Army had powerful weapons and wielded them like a hot knife through butter.

Now that the Eastern Zhou army has joined the battlefield, the allied forces instantly fell into panic.

King Li of Great Yan, Qi Nan.

He grasped the reins tightly and wanted to find Xiahou Dun and Talsang to discuss countermeasures, but he saw Talsang die under the knife and fall straight to the ground.

Qi Nan looked everywhere for Xiahou Dun.

On the battlefield, there was a vast sea of ​​people, and besides people, there were weapons, and Dajing's damn iron dog.

Xiahou Dun could not be found at all.

Qi Nan didn't even know whether Xiahou Dun was dead or alive.

When he thought of Dajing occupying Dayan, he knew that he now had 100,000 soldiers at his disposal and could have food to eat wherever he went.

Why bother fighting here?

Qi Nan gritted his teeth and shouted, "Pass on my order, the Yan army retreat!"

Tarsan had just died, and the Chibei Army had not received the news yet. If the Chibei Army lost its composure, the Dayan Army would probably have to stay here.

Thinking of this, Qi Nan only regretted that he had not discovered it earlier, causing him to lose troops in vain.

After the Eastern Zhou army entered the battlefield, Gu Zhenbei picked up Tarsan's head and held it high.

Gu Zhenbei said: "Tar Sang is dead, the Chibei army surrendered, Dajing treated the prisoners well."

"Otherwise you will be killed without mercy!"

A loud voice rang out on the battlefield. The Chibei Army slowly stopped fighting and looked at each other.

All eight deputy generals of Chibei died on the battlefield.

The Chibei army was undecided and was on alert with their swords in hand.

General Shi, the left vanguard of Beiliang, shouted: "The evil words are misleading, the Chibei army will follow me to fight the enemy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a plum blossom bloomed on his forehead.

With a "bang", General Shi fell off his horse.

At that time, Gu Zhenbei had already put on a strange face.

He said, "This is the fate of those who disobey."

The deputy general under the Beiliang Army saw that General Shi died in unclear circumstances, and also understood how powerful the fire sticks in the hands of the Dajing Army were.

They slowly dropped their weapons in the drizzle.

With a clang of ping-pong, weapons fell to the ground.

The Northern Liang Grand Historian was originally riding on a horse, but now he was hiding under the chariot.

He watched the soldiers drop their weapons.

As luck would have it, there was a mud pit in front of him, and the weapon fell to the ground, splashing mud all over him.

The cold muddy water gave him goose bumps.

The Confederates surrendered.

The flags of the Three Kingdoms fell to the ground, covered with footprints and a thick layer of mud.

The dark clouds dispersed, a hole was torn in the sky, and a beam of light shone through the clouds and projected onto the battlefield.

Mu Zhao and Lu Heng reunited with Gu Zhenbei and his group.

Seeing Lu Chen's red eyes, Lu Heng asked in a low voice, "Where is His Majesty?"

Lu Chen held the wooden bowl, his heart and eyes filled with worry.

He raised his head and said, "Your Majesty has gone after Xiahou Dun."

At that time, Xiahou Dun did not know that the allied forces had been defeated.

He fought fiercely with Xiao Jingzhou, and after several rounds, both of them were injured.

Xiahou Dun noticed that Xiao Jingzhou was exhausted, so he curled his lips and rushed forward with his sword.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Jingzhou turned his horse around and was about to flee towards the battlefield.

How could Xiahou Dun miss this opportunity?

He rode his horse at a gallop and almost injured his horse several times.

It’s a pity that Xiao Jingzhou is like a slippery loach and can’t be caught.

Seeing that Xiao Jingzhou was about to hide back on the battlefield, Xiahou Dun gritted his teeth and hit the horse under him hard.

The warhorse felt pain and ran faster.

Xiahou Dun raised his sword high and was about to chop towards Xiao Jingzhou.

Suddenly, Xiao Jingzhou, holding a red tassel spear, struck Xiahou Dun in the abdomen with a sudden attack.

The tip of the spear pierced through the armor and the shaft of the spear went through the entire body.

Xiahou Dun looked at Xiao Jingzhou in disbelief. He lowered his eyes and watched the red tassel dripping with blood.

He raised his head and curled his lips, the corners of his mouth bleeding uncontrollably.

Xiahou Dun said in a hoarse voice: "I didn't expect... to die in your hands..."

Xiao Jingzhou: "If you live, there will never be peace in the Seven Kingdoms."

"From now on, the six countries will be included in the Dajing territory."

"Xiahou Dun, I have done what you want to do before you."

Xiahou Dun was furious: "You..."

Before he could finish his words, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell on the horse's back with an unwilling look.

Xiao Jingzhou cut off his head and looked up at the sky.

He thought to himself: Father, I have taken revenge using the spear skills you taught me!