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"Anyone who dares to retreat will be killed without mercy!"

"Reform your formation and charge forward! Keep charging!"

Xiahou Dun brandished his sword, shouting at the rout of his soldiers, still attempting a final struggle.

Amidst the chaos of war.

Zhang Fei, in his frenzied attack, had already located him.

For Zhang Fei, Xiahou Dun was an old acquaintance.

During the brief honeymoon period between Liu Bei and Cao Cao, the two even worked together for a time and drank quite a bit of wine.

On the battlefield today, Zhang Fei naturally recognized the blind Xiahou at a glance.

"Xiahou Dun, do you still recognize me, Zhang Fei!"

"Today is your death day, let's see where you can escape to!"

A thunderous roar tore through the battlefield's clamor, piercing Xiahou Dun's eardrums.

Xiahou Dun stiffened, and with a glance, he saw a black, towering general cutting through the chaotic army and hurtling towards him.

"Zhang Fei?"

Xiahou Dun's expression changed drastically, and a layer of cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

When he met his old friend again, he was already terrified before the battle even began.

He knew all too well how skilled Zhang Fei was in martial arts.

That's a ruthless guy who could go toe-to-toe with Lü Bu.

Even though Xiahou Dun was confident in his martial arts skills, he was well aware that he was no match for Zhang Fei.

"Got to escape!"

The thought flashed through Xiahou Dun's mind instantly.

"General, go first! I'll hold off this traitor!"

An arrogant voice rang out from behind.

Wang Ling spurred his horse and charged at Zhang Fei with his sword drawn.

Xiahou Dun was completely stunned.

This nephew of Wang Yun was truly ignorant of his own limitations. He had never witnessed Zhang Fei's prowess and dared to step forward to block him.

Who gave him the courage?
Before Xiahou Dun could react, Wang Ling had already sped ahead.

Xiahou Dun hesitated for only a moment, then gritted his teeth, turned his horse around, and galloped westward towards the battle.

"Xiahou Dun, where are you going—"

Zhang Fei would not allow him to escape, roaring and speeding up his pursuit.

Wang Ling, however, ordered his personal guards to swarm towards Zhang Fei.

Zhang Fei wielded his spear wildly, slicing through the Wei soldiers blocking his path as easily as chopping vegetables and melons.

Seeing this terrifying killing intent, Wang Ling's expression changed, and he subconsciously slowed down his horse.

He was scared.

He finally remembered Zhang Fei's reputation as a warrior capable of defeating ten thousand men.

He started to back down.

It's too late.

Zhang Fei shattered the chaotic army, pierced through the blood mist, and charged towards them like a god of death.

"You worthless wretch, how dare you block my way? You're asking for death!"

A thunderous roar erupted once more, and Zhang Fei's serpent spear, swirling with a cloud of blood mist, pierced towards Wang Ling like the blade of death.

There is no way to avoid it!

Wang Ling had no choice but to grit his teeth and snap out of his shock, swinging his long sword with all his might in a desperate last stand.

However, his strike was too slow.

Before the blade could even be extended, Zhang Fei's spear, carrying the force of a raging storm, had already struck head-on.

"Damn~~"

Wang Ling's eyes widened, and he spat out the last two words through clenched teeth.

"boom!"

With a muffled thud, the spear struck Wang Ling's head.

The overwhelming impact shattered his head into pieces.

Zhang Fei reined in his warhorse, standing amidst the blood mist, majestic like a god of war.

The Wei soldiers on both sides were terrified by Zhang Fei's divine might, their legs went weak involuntarily, and they all knelt on the ground.

"Xiahou Dun, you can't escape!" Zhang Fei found the direction Xiahou Dun was running in, immediately spurred his horse, and gave chase.

In front.

While Wang Ling was blocking and delaying, Xiahou Dun had already escaped dozens of steps away and met up with Guo Huai in the chaos of battle.

"General, the Han army on the front is as solid as an iron wall. Our morale has collapsed, and there is no possibility of breaking through the encirclement."

"Let's head east. The Fen River is shallower there, and we might be able to wade across."

Guo Huai's voice trembled as he shouted words of persuasion.

Even now, he is the only one who has maintained a semblance of composure.

Xiahou Dun was already in a state of panic and, without thinking, shouted:

"By my order, advance east! The entire army must break out eastward!"

Thus, the Wei army, whose morale had not yet collapsed, had no choice but to follow Xiahou Dun and charge frantically eastward again.

such a pity.

The Han army had already laid a tight net, so how could they allow him to break through?

Xiahou Dun had only taken a few dozen steps when he saw a cloud of dust rising from the east, battle flags fluttering in the wind, and countless Han soldiers surging forward like a tidal wave.

Zhang Liao has arrived.

Zhang Liao, leading tens of thousands of Han troops, arrived just in time to block Xiahou Dun's eastward route.

The Wei soldiers, who were already terrified, completely lost their remaining faith and fighting spirit at this moment.

collapse.

Without Xiahou Dun's orders, they abandoned their armor and fled in disarray like frightened lambs.

"General, we can't break through to the east. Why don't we fight our way back to Jinyang City and survive first?"

Guo Huai was also thrown into a panic and screamed hoarsely.

He didn't even consider that more than an hour had passed since they left the city, so how could they possibly still be able to return to Jinyang City?

Xiahou Dun, however, was completely at a loss and had no choice but to turn his horse around and charge towards Jinyang City again.

As they fled, their soldiers scattered and broke away.

When Xiahou Dun fled to the breach in the earthen wall, he had less than seven thousand soldiers left.

Seven thousand men rushed through the breach and charged toward the south gate of Jinyang without regard for their own safety.

When Xiahou Dun rushed close to the city, he found that the city gate, which had been open, had been closed at some point.

When the entire army withdrew from Jinyang, weren't the city gates open? Why are they suddenly closed now?

Xiahou Dun reined in his warhorse, a sense of extreme foreboding rising in his heart.

"Boom-boom-boom!"

Just then, a war drum sounded.

Suddenly, countless battle flags were raised on the once empty city tower, and countless soldiers leaped up.

The flag bearing the character "Han" flew atop the city gate.

Along the city line, countless Han soldiers appeared as if divine warriors had descended from the heavens.

The Han army has captured Jinyang!
On top of the city.

One of the generals appeared and shouted at Xiahou Dun:
"Xiahou Dun, I have surrendered to the Han Dynasty and will present the city of Jinyang to the Emperor."

"You have nowhere to escape, so why don't you submit to fate, struggle no more, and surrender to the Emperor!"

The voice of the person trying to persuade him to surrender sounded so familiar that Xiahou Dun felt a chill run down his spine.

He quickly opened his eyes and carefully examined the person, finally making out their face in the early morning light.

"To...to draw?"

Xiahou Dun's expression changed drastically, and he blurted out the man's name.

That's right, it was Qian Zhao.

Having secretly stayed behind in Jinyang City while Xiahou Dun was off guard, Qian Zhao went straight to the south gate, persuaded the three thousand old, weak and disabled soldiers to open the city gate, and welcomed Guan Ping and the Han army into the city.

To prevent Xiahou Dun from turning back, Guan Ping and he led their troops straight to the North Gate to garrison it.

They had barely arrived when Xiahou Dun was defeated and returned home.

At this point, Qian Zhao no longer needed to hide anything and immediately appeared on the city wall to openly persuade Xiahou Dun to surrender.

"General, Qian Zhao must have secretly stayed behind while we were leaving the city and took the opportunity to surrender to the Han army!"

Guo Huai, standing beside him, revealed the truth with grief and indignation.

Xiahou Dun suddenly awoke, his face contorted with boundless grief and indignation, and pointed at Qian Zhao, cursing angrily:
"Qian Zhao, you treacherous dog, you disloyal and shameless traitor! The Emperor has treated you with the greatest kindness, how dare you be so shameless as to betray the Great Wei and abandon the Emperor—" (End of Chapter)