Chapter 300 You look up to me

This is a battle without suspense.

His generals, one by one, died in battle, and his soldiers fell one by one.

Liu Bei has no longer felt indignation and pain. He seems to have felt numb to failure.

Liu Beijun only resisted decently for less than half an hour, and then the whole line collapsed.

One hundred thousand enemy troops were as aggressive as tigers, dividing and encircling the Guanzhong Army, which had disintegrated 40,000 fighting spirit.

In order to strive for this final glory and merit, all the soldiers of Liu Feng's army were red-eyed. Even those enemies who surrendered, they did not let go.

They harvested people's heads desperately and wanted to add a new skill to this last battle.

After noon, the Lantian line is already bleeding.

Except for a small number of sporadic resistances, the rest of the battlefields have evolved into a simple massacre.

Liu Bei originally planned to fight to the end, but after the war, he was still timid and retreated in the direction of Chang'an under the escort of more than 300 riders.

Fang couldn't escape from Li Xu, but when he saw the dust rising from the east, a cavalry killed him from the flank.

The leading general, silver gun and white robe, ** Shenju ran like the wind, and it was Liu Feng, the commander-in-chief of the enemy army.

Since the beginning of the scuffle, Liu Feng's vision has never left Liu Bei's place.

Liu Fengtai knows Liu Bei's ability to escape. He also knows very well that Liu Bei is like a bacterium that is difficult to kill. Once he escapes, he will quickly breed a new force.

After killing for so many years, Liu Feng is indeed tired. In order to enjoy peace after the end of this war, Liu Feng will not let Liu Bei go this time anyway.

When he observed that Liu Bei abandoned the position of the Chinese army and hurriedly fled north, he led 800 guard iron riders and detoured up from the flank.

This mendrous iron horse, like a sharp arrow, killed the head of Liu Bei's team.

Liu Bei was shocked that before the order was issued, more than a hundred riders changed their direction and killed the enemy, trying to buy more time for Liu Bei's escape.

More than a hundred horses are Liu Bei's last Danyang army. With the belief of death, they want to fight for them for the last time.

It's just that there are more than 100 people, how can they stop the general trend?

Liu Feng's horse was like the wind, shouting loudly, and the silver gun in his hand danced like layers of gun shadows, like destroying the dead, ruthlessly cutting off the enemy.

In bursts of screams, broken limbs and blood splashes, Liu Feng tore through the enemy's obstruction alone, and the heavy gun in his hand dragged the blood-red trail and ran straight to Liu Bei.

After many years, Liu Feng was finally able to deal with the biggest enemy with his own hands. On this day, he had been waiting for a long time.

Even if he is infinitely beautiful, even if he is in power, there is still a depression in his heart.

This humiliation and depression was specially left by him to Liu Bei for today.

Seeing the blood-blooded old enemy coming like a god of war, Liu Bei only felt the endless sense of oppression surging in. The deterrent power beyond everything actually made him feel extremely suffocated and afraid.

Almost at the moment before the gunshot was stabbed, Liu Bei reluctantly got rid of the spiritual suppression and instinctively pulled out the double sword.

With a crisp metal impact, the two pairs of swords flew into the air. Liu Bei himself, under a huge blow, flew up from the horse and fell to the ground heavily.

"King!"

The remaining Liu Bei's guards, seeing the fall of the king of Guanzhong, turned around one after another and wanted to return to save him, but less than 200 people were instantly submerged in the ensuing tide of enemy cavalry.

"Cough--"

Liu Bei coughed blood in his mouth, endured severe pain, and struggled to get up from the ground.

A huge shadow shrouded in it. Looking up, Liu Feng was in front of him like an iron tower. On that cold face, there was a little joy and arrogance.

Since Liu Feng and Gan Ning worked together to kill Zhang Fei last year, he has learned a lot from Zhang Fei's spear method, and martial arts has reached a new level. At this time, his strength is enough to compete with Lv Bu in those years, which can be called the god of war in the world.

He could have taken Liu Bei's last name in one move, but he didn't.

Isn't it too cheap to kill the old enemy so easily? Liu Feng wants to savor this indescribable pleasure as a winner.

"Liu Bei, you finally looked up at me for a day. How do you feel?" Liu Feng asked in a sarcastic tone.

Liu Bei, who was crawling on the ground, felt extremely uncomfortable. He struggled to get up, but he had just straightened his legs, but was hit hard on his back by Liu Feng with a heavy gun. His legs and feet were soft, and he immediately lay down again.

For so many years, Liu Bei has been wearing the dazzling hat of "Uncle Liu" on his head. In the name of benevolence and righteousness, both his friends and his enemies respect him. In those years, Lv Bu and Cao Yan once regarded this defeated general as a guest of honor.

When did the dignified Uncle Liu suffer the humiliation of such red fruit? At this time, Liu Bei couldn't wait to have a crack on the ground so that he could get in.

"Liu Bei, tell me, what is the feeling of despair and humiliation when you are trampled under your feet and have no chance to turn over?"

Liu Feng knocked Liu Bei down with a heavy gun again and again, until Liu Bei was exhausted and had no strength to get up.

Liu Bei lay on the ground, stared at Liu Feng angrily, and scolded breathlessly, "Liu Feng, you have won, but don't forget that I am the uncle of the Han Dynasty. If you spread it to me so rudely, aren't you afraid that the world will laugh at you?"

Liu Feng sneered: "Today is the battle, and the world will be mine. You have been a prince for so many years. Haven't you figured out what it means to be a king and a defeat? In the eyes of the world, you are just a poor defeated bandit. The person who is ridiculed will only be you, Liu Bei.

The king and the defeated... So that's it.

Knowing that it was reasonable, Liu Bei couldn't help scolding: "Despicable and shameless!"

Liu Feng hummed with disdain: "To say despicable and shameless, isn't Liu Bang, the emperor of our Han Dynasty, a shameless person? He is not shameless, and how can he seize the world of Xiang Yu!"

This word made Liu Bei speechless.

Liu Bei turned over and lay on the ground. After a moment of silence, he suddenly laughed and laughed so sadly.

The laughter suddenly stopped. Liu Bei closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "If you want to kill, it's up to you. I, Liu Bei, am not afraid of death."

Liu Feng shook his head and said coldly, "Don't worry, I won't let you die so easily. I want to let the world see how generous I am, and I also want you to watch me take away the world of your Liu family."

Liu Feng wanted to make his life worse than death. The hatred in Liu Bei's heart, he could hardly stand such humiliation, and suddenly had the idea of committing suicide.

"If I want you to live, you must live. If you dare to break by yourself, your son Liu Chan and your wife's room, I promise you that I will make them live worse than death!"

Liu Feng sensed Liu Bei's thoughts and threatened Liu Bei in a cold tone.

With such a threat, Liu Bei didn't even have the courage to commit suicide. He could only lie there, close his eyes, and two lines of old tears quietly rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

A big victory announced the end of Liu Bei Group.

After Lan Tian's victory in the first battle, Liu Feng ordered Wenpin, Yan Yan and other generals to lead tens of thousands of troops to chase Ma Chao to the west. On the other hand, he led 60,000 troops and marched towards Chang'an City with Liu Beihao.

The news of Lan Tian's defeat soon spread back to Chang'an City. At this time, it was not known whether Liu Bei was alive or dead, but this was enough to make Chang'an City chaotic.

Everyone knows that the next target of the enemy of Kanto must be Chang'an. The officials know that the general trend has gone. They either escape secretly or plan to prepare to surrender. As for the people, they are afraid of being affected by the war, and there are countless families fleeing from the city.

Zhuge Liang, who was left behind, sat for two hours like a statue when he heard the news.

All the ideals and ambitions are scattered with the wind at this moment.

He brought to be a foresighted and a talent of Wang Zuo, but at this moment, Zhuge Liang knew that he could not win the sky after all.

However, he suddenly felt that all this should not have happened. In the dark, it seemed that God played a joke on him and gently moved it with a pair of invisible hands in a link that he could not expect.

Then, all the trajectories changed the original direction of operation, and finally, it was completely beyond his control.

A day later, Liu Feng's army arrived in Chang'an City.

Although people were already in chaos, Zhuge Liang stood up and commanded the only thousands of troops left in the city to prepare for war.

Zhuge Liang still holds the last glimmer of hope. As long as Liu Bei can come back alive, it will not be the moment when everything is over.

However, when Liu Feng appeared in front of Chang'an City with Liu Bei, including Zhuge Liang, everyone's hopes were shattered.

In the city, some people are sighing and some people are crying.

As the son of the king, Liu Chan breathed a sigh of relief and muttered, "Finally, I can live a stable life..."

Liu Chan's words really shocked Zhuge Liang. He once again looked at the prince beside him, whom he thought was mediocre. Suddenly, Zhuge Liang seemed to have some kind of enlightenment.

Half an hour later, the gate of Chang'an City was opened. Zhuge Liang took Liu Chan and the officials who stayed in Chang'an silently out of the city to surrender.

When Zhuge Liang saw the gray-faced Liu Bei, he seemed to want to say something, but when the words came to his mouth, he finally swallowed it back.

With complex emotions, Zhuge Liang led Chang'an officials to fall at Liu Feng's feet.

Liu Feng raised his head and accepted everyone's kneeling, and then he jumped off the horse and gently stroked Zhuge Liang.

Looking at the Wolong in front of him, Liu Feng sighed with emotion in his heart. He suddenly moved, stepped forward and whispered in his ear, "Kong Ming, if I tell you that I am a time traveler from later generations, will you feel better now?"

Zhuge Liang was stunned and looked at Liu Feng with a blank expression.

Liu Feng looked up to the sky and laughed, turned over his horse, led his army and went to Chang'an City.

(to be continued)