Zhao Yun's eyes were icy cold, and his spear, like a venomous snake, kept thrusting towards Zhou Tai.
Zhou Tai struggled to defend himself, but Zhao Yun's spear technique was incredibly skillful. He felt as if he were sinking into a quagmire, his movements becoming slower and slower, and he gradually found himself struggling.
Zhao Yun, on the other hand, fought with increasing ferocity. With a thrust of his spear, he moved like a gazelle leaping through the air, leaving no trace of his trajectory and making it impossible for anyone to dodge.
At this moment, Chen Wu and the other generals attacked simultaneously, blocking Zhao Yun's attack. However, Zhao Yun's momentum remained undiminished, and he fought even more fiercely, sweeping away Chen Wu with a single spear thrust.
"Pfft!"
The bullet pierced Ding Feng's shoulder instantly, and Ding Feng was in great pain as blood flowed from the wound.
"ah!"
Ding Feng couldn't help but let out a shrill scream.
Upon seeing Ding Feng injured, Zhou Tai was enraged and immediately brandished his eighteen-foot-long spear, thrusting it at Zhao Yun.
"clang!"
Zhao Yun raised his Cliff-Corner Spear to block the attack, but immediately afterward, a spearhead from another direction arrived.
Left with no other choice, Zhao Yun could only retract his spear and face the spear's edge.
In an instant, countless sparks flew up.
Zhao Yun lost his patience and directly used the Phoenix Three Nods technique, pouring a surge of powerful internal energy into the Cliff Edge Spear, which doubled its power and directly knocked Zhou Tai away.
"Bang!"
Zhao Yun's spear pierced Zhou Tai's right arm, followed by another move, "Dragon Soars to the Nine Heavens," which sent Zhou Tai flying. He landed on the ground some distance away, coughing up a large amount of blood.
Seeing Zhao Yun's ferocity, the surrounding generals were terrified and their morale plummeted.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhao Yun charged towards the remaining four generals. At this moment, Chen Wu saw this and immediately stepped forward to intercept Zhao Yun!
Subsequently, thousands of Jiangdong soldiers surrounded Zhao Yun.
Pang Tong, watching this scene from afar, couldn't help but sigh.
"To take the enemy general's head from among ten thousand troops is as easy as taking something out of a bag!"
Fortunately, Zhao Yun was a general on our side; otherwise, even with ten thousand troops, we probably wouldn't have been able to capture him.
"You all retreat immediately, I'll hold off Zhao Yun!" Chen Wu roared.
Upon hearing this, the other generals immediately retreated, knowing that even if they joined forces, they were no match for Zhao Yun.
"General Chen..."
"Stop talking nonsense and let's go!" Chen Wu urged.
The other generals exchanged glances, gritted their teeth, and rode away.
"Trying to leave?!"
Zhao Yun laughed arrogantly, wielding his spear and unleashing a flurry of spear flowers, like a silver dragon roaring as it charged toward Chen Wu.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
Chen Wu tried his best to block, but he still couldn't stop Zhao Yun's attack. Soon, several hideous wounds appeared on his body.
"Drink it!"
Chen Wu roared, wanting to make a final desperate attempt to buy time for Zhao Yun.
But Zhao Yun gave him no chance. He kicked out with a whip kick, knocking Chen Wu to the ground. Then he raised his spear and pierced Chen Wu's abdomen, pinning him to the ground.
"My lord... this humble general is powerless to reverse the situation!"
After Taishi Ci died on the battlefield, Chen Wu became the fiercest general in Jiangdong, but he was no match for Zhao Yun and died on the spot.
When Zhou Yu saw this scene, his face showed grief and indignation, and his hatred was boundless.
But Zhao Yun clearly had no intention of letting Zhou Yu go, and he spurred his horse and charged towards Zhou Yu's direction.
"Protect the Grand Commander!"
Zhou Yu's personal guards all raised their swords to slash at Zhao Yun, but how could such a small force be a match for Zhao Yun?
In no time at all, all of Zhao Yun's guards had died by his spear.
Zhao Yun charged alone to Zhou Yu's side and thrust his spear forward.
At this critical moment, Pang Tong's urgent voice came from afar: "Zilong, spare his life!"
Zhao Yun frowned slightly. Although puzzled, he stopped and pressed the tip of his spear against Zhou Yu's neck.
Pang Tong arrived hastily with several hundred cavalrymen and breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing the scene.
"Strategist, why are you stopping me?" Zhao Yun asked, displeased.
Pang Tong smiled wryly: "Zilong, Zhou Yu is still useful!"
Zhao Yun nodded and said nothing more, but ordered his men to take Zhou Yu away.
In this battle, Zhou Yu truly shot himself in the foot, losing two fierce generals and even sacrificing himself.
Most importantly, the three counties of Jingzhou that had just been captured were also taken back! The defeat of Jiangdong was inevitable!
A smile gradually spread across Pang Tong's lips as he glanced at Zhou Yu.
Zhou Yu's eyes were bloodshot and filled with madness as he roared at Pang Tong, "Pang Tong, I swear I will never let you get away with this!"
"Strategist, what should we do next?" Zhao Yun asked.
Pang Tong's eyes darted around, and he immediately laughed, "The three counties of Jingzhou have been recovered, so naturally we'll use Zhou Yu to return Sun Shangxiang to her!"
Zhao Yun was taken aback upon hearing this and asked, "Exchange Zhou Yu for Sun Shangxiang?"
Why?
Zhao Yun was puzzled. Now that the three counties of Jingzhou had been recovered, why did they still want their lord to marry Sun Shangxiang?
"Zilong, Cao Cao is still the most powerful warlord in the world. We still need to unite with Sun Quan to resist Cao Cao!"
"Only if the two sides can form a marriage alliance can the hatred be temporarily washed away," Pang Tong said slowly.
Zhao Yun was taken aback. After carefully considering Pang Tong's words, he realized that they made perfect sense. Cao Cao's army was powerful, and they needed to unite now.
"Moreover, we are truly incapable of waging another war!" Pang Tong sighed.
Although Liu Bei won the Battle of Hanzhong, he was severely weakened and could not wage war again for at least five years.
Great wars are often like this; they come down to a battle of national strength!
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