The wooden bridge is not wide, and it is impossible for five thousand tiger and leopard riders to rush in at once, and only one group of people can rush in at a time. There is also Zhang Fei guarding the bridge, and crossing the bridge is not so simple. Knowing that tricks are useless, Zhang Fei no longer let more than a hundred riders run around in the forest, but shouted loudly, and ordered more than a hundred riders to come to the bridge and guard the bridge.
Those hundreds of cavalry were all defeated troops, unable to parry for a few rounds in front of the tiger and leopard cavalry, but Zhang Fei was brave enough to stand alone on a spear in front of the bridge. Chun Ye could only restrain Zhang Fei with his soldiers behind him so that his soldiers could cross the river.
However, the wooden bridge was so full of people that it was impossible to pass through. As a result, most of Cao's troops could only wait on the other side of the river.
This battle lasted all night, and even when the sky was getting dark, the fighting by the river did not stop.
"Dang!" The long knife in Cao Chun's hand clashed with Zhang Fei's spearhead again. He also held a treasured knife in his hand, but after this night's fighting, countless gaps had been opened on the knife edge.
The spear in Zhang Fei's hand was even more unbearable. It was about to break, but it was still supporting it with creaking noises.
After a confrontation, Cao Chun took a step back, his tiger's mouth was numb from the shock, and he was secretly surprised that Zhang Fei was so brave. After a night of bitter fighting, he still has such great strength.
Several spears came from behind Zhang Fei, and several tiger and leopard cavalry charged towards him.
The hundred or so riders behind him had died long ago, with swords lying beside their silent corpses, and the war horse under him had also died by the side. The armor on Zhang Fei's body was broken, and the countless wounds made him almost a bloody man.
He still stood at the bridge entrance, blocking most of Cao's troops from the bridge. But he had no strength left, his chest was heaving heavily, and the only sound he could make with his head down was muffled panting.
Feeling the chill approaching behind him, Zhang Fei held his spear again.
"Ah!" He opened his mouth and roared again. The vibrating roar slowed down the tiger and leopard riders rushing behind them, and the spear swung in the cold wind.
Only this time, he didn't wave at the person who came, but at the bridge in front of him.
"Not good." Cao Chun narrowed his eyes and shouted loudly, "Stop him!"
At the same time, he once again urged the horse to stop Zhang Fei, but it was too late.
"boom!!"
With a loud bang, the spear hit the bridge. This time the spear finally couldn't bear it and broke into two pieces.
At the same time, a piece of log stabilizing the bridge was also broken, and dozens of cavalry soldiers stood on the bridge, feeling the tremor of the bridge under their feet, and the horses panicked.
Without support, the people and horses on the bridge were in a mess again, and the wooden bridge groaned and collapsed into the river. Together with the cavalry on the bridge, they also fell into the river and were swept away by the river.
"Stab!"
There were two flesh-piercing sounds, and two spears pierced Zhang Fei's chest from behind, and the fight finally came to an end.
"Tap, Tread, Tread." Cao Chun's horse stopped slowly, and stopped beside Zhang Feidi who was standing with the broken spear.
Looking at the broken bridge and the tiger and leopard riders on the opposite side of the broken bridge complicatedly, it will take at least until today's noon to rebuild a wooden bridge that can pass people and horses.
This time Liu Bei was different from before, he just withdrew with hundreds of troops lightly, if they could only cross the river at noon, they might not be able to catch up.
"Why is that so?"
Facing the Broken Bridge, Cao Chun asked helplessly.
Zhang Fei's body was crumbling, and the two spears on his chest were still dripping blood.
The corners of his mouth curled up weakly, and a word came out with difficulty from his hoarse throat.
"You, do you feel that you have no regrets in this life?"
Cao Chun turned his head to look at Zhang Fei, ignored him, and gave orders to Tiger and Leopard Cavalry.
"Cut down trees and build bridges, and cross the river as soon as possible!"
The cavalry around Zhang Fei gradually dispersed.
Zhang Fei raised some lowered eyes, with blood on the corners of his mouth, and chuckled softly.
"I have no regrets."
Before the queen of heaven and earth, at the moment when the three brothers bowed down, at the moment when the spirits entered the throat, at the moment when the garden was full of flowers.
He knew that he had no regrets in this life.
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Zhao Yun caught up with Liu Bei and learned that his wife was no longer there. When Liu Bei took over the infant child, his hands trembled a little. He has really lost too much in this troubled world, but why the Han Dynasty is still far away.
Holding the child in his arms, Liu Bei had a bitter smile on his face, and stretched out his fingers to touch his face.
"Why don't you find a better family?"
When Liu Bei led the people to the river, Guan Yu was already waiting by the river with a navy fleet.
Liu Bei didn't board the boat, but asked Guan Yu to accompany him to wait for someone by the river. Guan Yu asked him why, but Liu Bei didn't say a word.
He couldn't see his third brother from left to right, and he felt a bad feeling in his heart. He went to ask the young man in white beside Liu Bei, and the young man in white told him the matter.
Knowing the whole story, Guan Yu kept silent, no sorrow or indignation could be seen from his expression, he just walked calmly behind Liu Bei who was sitting by the river, and waited together with his knife.
The young man in white sighed, and ordered a few scouts to explore the surrounding area, and if he found Cao Jun chasing him, he would immediately notify him.
Until late at night, no one came along that road. A bird flew down from a dead tree by the roadside, twittered a few times, and flew away towards the river.
The river was surging, and the scouts came back to report that there was a Cao army chasing from another road, led by a general in white wearing a bamboo hat.
The white-clothed bamboo hat, the young man in white was slightly stunned when he heard these two words.
A counselor stepped forward to persuade Liu Bei to get on the boat and retreat, and there was no need to wait any longer.
Liu Bei looked at the road for a while, nodded, stood up unsteadily and walked towards the boat.
The young man in white thought for a while, as if he had made his own plan, bowed down to Liu Bei and said.
"My lord, I want to wait here for a while, please go first, my lord, I have an old relationship with the general Cao Jun who is chasing me, and I want to talk about it."
Liu Bei looked at him, and asked for a while, "Does the military division have his own confidence?"
"Well, my lord, don't worry." The young man in white answered affirmatively, which also made Liu Bei feel relieved.
Raising his hand, he grabbed the young man's hand and clenched it tightly.
"Then military advisor, take care, and prepare to wait for you in Jiangxia."
The fleet sailed away, and although the young man repeatedly assured that nothing would happen, when Liu Bei was about to leave, he asked Zhao Yun to stay and protect him.
There was only one boat left on the riverside, and a small boat was put on the boat. Zhuge Liang and Zhao Yun sat on it, rowed the boat, and waited by the riverside.
After waiting for not too long, the sky began to drizzle. The misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River was not enough to wet people's clothes, and it was blowing in the breeze with a trace of coolness.
The surface of the river was full of waves, causing the boat to shake occasionally, and the hem of the young man in white twitched slightly, looking into the distance. At the end of the road, a group of people came driving in the drizzle.