Three Kingdoms: The ghost plotter taught Liu Bei to seize Jingzhou first

Blades collided, sparks flew all over the sky.

Shock waves raged, shaking the ground beneath their feet into ruins.

Pande's martial arts were indeed slightly better than Taishi Ci's.

But this advantage was very slight. The two were both at the peak of martial arts, and with such a slight gap, it would take a thousand moves to decide the winner.

The two were surrounded by dense swords and shadows, and fell into a life-and-death contest that was difficult to resolve.

It was hard to tell who would win.

Although Pande had a slight advantage in the battle, his Wei army was in a comprehensive disadvantage.

Faced with the Han army's frenzy that was several times larger than theirs, the Wei army's soldiers were quickly decimated, with only more than 800 people left.

At this time, the Wei army was struggling in despair.

When Pan De and Taishi Ci were fighting, he kept looking around, and what he saw was his subordinates falling one after another, and the blood dyed the ground red.

Pan De knew that even if he could defeat Taishi Ci, it would be difficult to escape the encirclement of the "823" army.

His fighting spirit began to waver, and his anger was gradually swallowed up by endless sadness and despair.

"How can I, Pan De, be buried in the hands of this dog thief!"

He gritted his teeth and exerted his strength suddenly, forcing Taishi Ci back with a few heavy swords.

Then he slapped his horse and swung his sword, cutting a bloody path and galloping south.

"Pan De, do you think you can escape!"

Taishi Ci shouted angrily, followed closely behind, riding his horse and holding his sword in pursuit.

The four thousand Wei troops had all been defeated, and outside the Wei camp, only blood was shrouded.

Pan De, with his extraordinary martial arts, led more than 500 cavalrymen to open up a way out of the enemy's formation and break out to the south.

Seeing that the pursuers behind him were gradually left far behind, Pan De temporarily breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked to the south, where the drums of war were thundering and the sound of killing was deafening. He thought that Cao Cao's main force was launching a fierce attack on the Han army camp.

"I should have successfully attracted the attention of the Han army. Your Majesty may have broken through the enemy's formation at this moment. We should be able to catch up with Your Majesty..."

Pan De secretly comforted himself and breathed a sigh of relief.

However, at this moment.

A team of cavalry suddenly rushed out from the flank and dispersed Pan De's team like a storm.

Pan De was shocked. He did not expect that there were ambushes here. He could only swing his sword with all his strength and cut down the Wei cavalry who rushed to the front one by one.

"Pander, how long are you going to be stubborn!"

A thunderous roar suddenly sounded, and the familiar voice shocked Pan De's mind.

Then.

An unprecedented strong murderous aura rushed towards him, almost suffocating him.

He looked up suddenly, and saw a silver armor gradually becoming clear in his sight.

The general who came was Zhang Liao.

"Zhang Liao!"

Pander exclaimed.

Zhang Liao pointed his knife at Pan De and said in a stern tone:

"Pander, Cao Cao is not worth your sacrifice for him, surrender to the Han Dynasty, for"Fight for the Emperor of the Han Dynasty!"

Faced with Zhang Liao's surrender, Pan De's heart was in turmoil.

After a slight hesitation, he roared:

"Zhang Liao, I, Pan De, will never follow in your footsteps. I will never be a traitor to the Wei Dynasty!"

After that, he rushed towards Zhang Liao like a madman, knowing that he could not win, but still riding his horse and brandishing his sword.

Zhang Liao was also enraged and shouted:

"Pan De, you still don't wake up?"

"Very good, then I will wake you up! "

He roared, and the long sword in his hand turned into a black storm, slashing out.

Pander roared, like a dying beast, and the sword went forward fearlessly.

Boom!

A deafening roar exploded in the ear.

The eardrums of several soldiers around were shattered, and they fell off their horses with screams.

The closer soldiers were directly torn into pieces by this terrifying force, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

But Zhang Liao stood firm. , like the god of war descending, his breath as steady as a mountain.

Pander's body shook violently, his blood surging in his chest, and his fingers tightly grasping the sword were almost broken by the huge force.

In this attack, he was completely suppressed by Zhang Liao.

But Zhang Liao did not give Pan De any chance to breathe.

His sword shadows were dense, like the brightest meteor in the night sky, pouring down like a storm.

After a few moves, Pan De was forced into a desperate situation, and he could only grit his teeth and resist, without any power to fight back.

Zhang Liao's martial arts have reached perfection, and he can rival Guan Yu.

His strength is naturally superior to Pan De.

In addition, Pan De's previous fierce battle with Taishi Ci has consumed a lot of physical strength. Now facing a terrible opponent like Zhang Liao, he is even more powerless.

After more than 70 moves, the battlefield suddenly fell into silence, so quiet that only the sound of weapons colliding could be heard.

Pan De looked around and was shocked to find that all his soldiers had been defeated, leaving only himself to fight alone. .

And all around, there were layers of Han troops, with countless eyes staring at him like hawks. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

At this moment.

Even if Zhang Liao didn't want to kill him personally, with just one order, these thousands of troops would be enough to overwhelm Pan De....

An unprecedented sadness surged in Pan De's heart.

He felt as if the shadow of death had quietly enveloped him.

"I, Pan De, have ended up like this?"

"I am unwilling, I am unwilling! ”

He was filled with grief and anger, and his fighting spirit was almost broken.

His mental breakdown caused his moves to become scattered and flawed.

As a result, he was easily suppressed by Zhang Liao.

At this moment.

Zhang Liao suddenly let out a long roar, and the long sword with the power of destroying the world came towards Pan De.

With a crisp sound of metal breaking, the sword in Pan De's hand flew off, and he was knocked off his horse by Zhang Liao's sword.

Blood spurted out, and he fell heavily to the ground!

Pander struggled to get up, but Zhang Liao's figure stood in front of him like a giant tower.

The long knife in his hand was already against Pande's neck. []

A light cut would end Pande's life.

Knowing that he was doomed, Pande half-knelt on the ground, blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, staring at Zhang Liao with hatred and shouting:

"Zhang Liao, if you want to kill me, then kill me. I, Pande, will never frown!"

"Pander, Pande, Cao Cao regards you as bait, but actually has abandoned you like a worn-out shoe. Why don't you wake up?"

Zhang Liao was not in a hurry to take his life, and still tried to persuade him to surrender.

Pan De was shocked when he heard this and shouted angrily:

"I, Pan De, would rather serve the Wei Dynasty than be a minister of the Han Dynasty!"

"You don't have to slander my emperor anymore. I volunteered to be the bait!"

"I, Pan De, would rather die for my emperor!"

Zhang Liao frowned and said angrily:

"You are so stupid that you are willing to die for that Cao thief!"

"I will follow your fate and fulfill your wish!"

As he said this, he raised his blood knife and made a gesture to cut.

The moment before the blade fell, he finally withdrew his hand.

"Well, whether you live or die, let your majesty decide."

"Come here, tie up this thief!"

Zhang Liao put away his long knife and shouted to his left and right.

The soldiers around him quickly stepped forward and tied Pan De tightly.

Pan De struggled desperately and roared hysterically:

"Zhang Liao, if you have the guts, kill me!"

"I, Pan De, will never follow in your footsteps and become a Cao thief, and I will never surrender to the big-eared thief!"

Zhang Liao turned a deaf ear to his roar, slapped his horse and raised his sword, turned around and rode towards the camp. .