Chapter 95

Yuan Fang's army, breaking into the camp?

"Nonsense, Yuan Fang clearly went to attack the eastern camp, how could he break through our northern camp?" Guan Yu roared in a fierce manner, unwilling to believe this fact.

The scout, with a bitter face, said, "How dare I lie, the Yuan army is almost about to attack the central camp."

Guan Yu's body trembled again, he perked up his ears to listen, and indeed heard the cries of battle rapidly approaching, the ground beneath his feet trembling.

Such a massive momentum, could it be anything other than a million-strong army attacking the camp?

Guan Yu quickly mounted his horse, wielding the Green Dragon Saber, and galloped out of the central camp. At a glance, he was instantly stunned by what he saw.

A line of fierce fires rose to the north, his soldiers, like ants fleeing from a collapsed nest, were fleeing southward.

Behind them, large numbers of the Yuan army, like wolves driving sheep, were pursuing and slaughtering them.

In the sea of fire, the large "Yuan" flag was fluttering, leading the Yuan army soldiers in a frenzied charge.

This cruel reality finally woke Guan Yu, making him suddenly realize.

"Could it be that Yuan Fang deliberately let us capture his messenger to lure us to reinforce the eastern camp, while he took advantage of the situation to attack our northern camp?"

Guan Yu's mind was buzzing, and he could think of no other explanation.

Realizing this, Guan Yu's red face turned purple, his teeth clenched, his beard bristling, almost to the point of bursting with anger.

That bastard son of the Yuan family had once again tricked them three brothers.

Repeated humiliations, repeated failures, at this moment, Guan Yu was enraged and his hatred for Yuan Fang had reached its peak.

"Quick, quickly send orders to the southern camp to have them quickly mobilize their troops to come to our aid." Guan Yu shouted sternly.

This camp was set up to block the Yuan army, with fewer than 5,000 troops.

Behind this camp, there was another large camp, set up to besiege Dongwu City, with about 4,000 troops.

Guan Yu intended to mobilize those 4,000 troops to make a desperate effort, perhaps to turn the tide of defeat.

Just as he spoke, a loud cry of battle suddenly erupted from the south, and the besieging camp was also thrown into chaos.

Guan Yu was startled again and hurriedly sent someone to investigate, only to find out that Zang Ba in Dongwu City had suddenly led his troops out, fiercely attacking the besieging camp.

"What!" Guan Yu exclaimed.

At this moment, he truly understood that Yuan Fang's signal by fire was to attack him, Guan Yu, from both inside and outside.

With the army's morale in chaos, the enemy breaking into the camp, and being attacked from behind by Zang Ba, Guan Yu was in a dire situation where defeat was imminent.

Just as he was in a state of shock and anger, a group of Yuan army cavalry, like iron war machines, charged in, the leading general's long saber cutting through the air like slicing vegetables, mercilessly slaughtering the soldiers of Xu Province, unstoppable.

The "Yan" flag fluttered in the wind, and the general leading the charge was none other than Yan Liang, Yuan Fang's top general.

Yan Liang's fierce slaughter enraged Guan Yu, who raised his saber and roared, "You scoundrels, dare to act recklessly before me, Guan Yu, come and die!"

The enraged Guan Yu did not retreat but instead spurred his horse and raised his saber to charge at Yan Liang.

Yan Liang, fearless of heaven and earth, seeing Guan Yu charge, was not the least bit afraid but instead became even more aggressive, spurring his horse and swinging his saber to charge forward.

The two horses collided, and the two super-strong warriors engaged in battle.

The arrogant Guan Yu originally thought that with his martial prowess, killing Yan Liang would be easy, just a few moves.

However, Yan Liang not only blocked his three heavy strikes but also grew stronger, almost overwhelming him.

Guan Yu, in a state of shock and anger, had to use all his strength to fight Yan Liang to the death.

In a moment, they had fought over thirty rounds, still without a clear winner.

Meanwhile, the main force of the Yuan army had already penetrated deep into the camp, slaughtering the soldiers of Xu Province, causing them to flee in all directions, completely collapsing.

In the blood mist, Yuan Fang wielded his skull-crushing club, swinging it to create layers of iron curtains, crushing all enemies in his path.

In the midst of the slaughter, Yuan Fang spurred his horse straight to the central camp.

Under the glow of the fire, Yuan Fang immediately saw his general Yan Liang locked in a fierce battle with an enemy general.

The enemy general wielded a green saber, his face as red as a date, his beard reaching his abdomen, none other than Guan Yu.

Initially, when Yuan Fang led a ragtag group to Gannling, it was Guan Yu who led the army to ambush him, trying to crush him in the cradle.

This grudge, how could Yuan Fang forget it.

Seeing his enemy, he was naturally even more enraged, and he roared, "Zi Zheng, I will help you kill this scoundrel!"

With a long cry, Yuan Fang spurred his horse and swung his club, charging straight at Guan Yu.

Guan Yu, who was in the midst of a fierce battle, hearing the thunderous roar, glanced to the side and saw an enemy general wielding a large iron club charging at him.

The one coming was undoubtedly Yuan Fang.

If it were any other time, Guan Yu would have been delighted to encounter Yuan Fang, giving him the chance to kill him and avenge his humiliation.

But now, unable to defeat Yan Liang, seeing Yuan Fang charging at him, he was in a state of despair.

Although Guan Yu did not think much of Yuan Fang's martial prowess, he knew that with Yan Liang added, he would surely lose.

If the great Guan Yu were to be defeated by Yuan Fang, what would be left of his reputation?

After a moment's thought, Guan Yu launched a few fierce attacks, then turned his horse and fled southward, leaving a threat, "Yuan Fang, scoundrel, I will let you live a few more days, but I, Guan Yu, will surely take your head one day!"

The arrogant Guan Yu, seeing Yuan Fang charge, actually fled.

Yuan Fang sneered and shouted, "Guan Yu, have the courage not to run!"

But Guan Yu did not look back, only gritting his teeth and galloping away.

Seeing Guan Yu about to escape, Yuan Fang had a sudden idea, hung his skull-crushing club, took out his bow and arrow, and, on horseback, drew the bow and aimed at Guan Yu.

At this moment, Guan Yu had already fled to about twenty steps away, and with the horse's movement, hitting the target at such a distance required extremely precise archery skills.

But Yuan Fang had a secret weapon unknown to others.

"Renzhong, come out!" Yuan Fang silently chanted, focusing all his attention on the fleeing Guan Yu.

Suddenly, his right eye itched, and the small pupil instantly appeared in his eye.

In his field of vision, Guan Yu's back rapidly enlarged, filling Yuan Fang's eyes in an instant.

With a gentle release of his fingers, the arrow left the bow, transforming into a streak of light, whistling towards Guan Yu, twenty steps away.

Guan Yu, fleeing, suddenly heard the sound of an arrow breaking through the air, instinctively bending slightly on his horse.

He did not completely crouch to avoid it because he did not believe that the enemy behind him could have such extraordinary archery skills to hit him from such a distance while riding a galloping horse.

The arrow broke through the air.

Pfft!

The arrow struck Guan Yu's right arm.

Although Yuan Fang had activated his Renzhong, and with his long-range vision, he would have hit a stationary target without fail.

However, Guan Yu was moving rapidly, and with his slight change in posture, the arrow did not hit a vital point, only his right arm.

Even so, the powerful arrow was enough to cause Guan Yu great pain.

Hit by the arrow, Guan Yu let out a muffled groan, almost losing his balance, only managing to stay on his horse by fiercely squeezing its sides.

His body barely stabilized, but the Green Dragon Saber in his hand slipped from his fingers, clattering to the ground.