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Chapter 218 Bet

If you don’t show how Zhao Feng joked about Zhao Yu, just talk about the battle in full swing on the battlefield.

Let’s talk about the biggest battle first: the eleventh gang fights against the guard battalion.

This may be the most difficult battle since the establishment of the Guard Camp! Although there were no casualties, it took a lot of energy. On the other hand, the elliptical soldiers had such a fierce battle, and for so long, they could not do anything to anyone in the Guard Camp!

After a big battle, the elliptical soldiers were exhausted and panting. The clothes inside the heavy armor were soaked, and sweat dripped on the ground along the heavy armor. But in the other hand, the guards were still energetic and full of strength. How could they fight?

On this side, the battle between Zhang He and Dian Wei is still continuing. Although Zhang He is obviously exhausted now, he is still struggling to support him because he feels that Dian Wei's strength seems to be weakening little by little. It seems that he is always a little bigger than him. If he persists and works hard, Dian Wei may not have the strength first!

Of course, this was all made by Dian Wei. Zhao Feng clearly stated that he could not hurt Zhang He's life and try to capture him alive. Otherwise, it would not be so troublesome. Dian Wei smashed two halberds with all his might at the beginning, and Zhang He probably wouldn't be able to hold on!

"Lord, let the elliptical retreat back. That black cavalry is so terrible! He can actually fight the elliptical enemy. Such combat power is probably even more than our group of generals!" Guo Tu advised.

"Oh!" Yuan Shao sighed, turned his head and looked at the battle between the other four generals.

I saw that Guan Yu and Yan Liang had fought for more than 200 rounds, but they were still indisputable. Yan Liang's arms trembled slightly and his face was solemn. Yan Liang swore that in addition to Huang Zhong, who had defeated before, and Wen Chou, who was fighting with Zhao Yun, the person in front of him was the most powerful person he had ever seen in his life! And he wondered in his heart, why are the swordsmen in Liaodong more powerful than the other!

On the other hand, Guan Yu's hands trembled slightly, and his face, which was already maroon, turned redder. Guan Yu was also very surprised at this moment. There were such a powerful person in Yuan Shao's army! He could actually draw with him!

"Brother, Yan Liang and Wen Chou are so awesome! They can fight with second brother and second brother Guan for so long!" Zhao Yu, who was watching the game behind, finally couldn't help but talk to Zhao Feng.

"Huh? Who said that he ignored me just now?" Zhao Feng continued to tease Zhao Yu.

"Oh! Brother, you can't be more serious?" Zhao Yu's pretty face turned slightly red, and she rolled her eyes at Zhao Feng.

"Haha, Xiaoyu, don't you know? You look the cutest!" Zhao Feng smiled.

"Hmph!" Zhao Yu turned his head angrily again.

"Look Xiaoyu, your second brother is about to win!" Zhao Feng said, pointing to Zhao Yun and Wen Chou who were fighting.

"What, how is it possible? I want to see. If the second brother wants to win that Wen Chou, he will have to have another fifty rounds!" Zhao Yu looked closely and did not see any clues. It was just like the signing, but Zhao Yun was attacking and Wen Chou was defending.

"Xiaoyu, do you dare to make a bet with me with my brother?" Zhao Feng said with a smile.

"What bet?" Zhao Yu looked at Zhao Feng suspiciously.

"Just bet on how long Xiaoyun will be able to defeat Wen Chou!" Zhao Feng said, "If you lose, you have to promise me something, and the same is true if I lose!"

"One thing?" Zhao Yu thought for a while and finally nodded.

"Haha, you can talk first!" Zhao Feng smiled.

"Okay! Let me talk first, let me talk first. I say that my second brother will have 40 to 50 rounds to defeat this Wen Chou!" Zhao Yu thought for a while and said, "Brother, don't tell me, your answer is the same as mine. If that is the case, I will win!"

"Okay, I'll say you Xiaoyun, you can win in the next round. If you don't win in the next round, I will lose!" Zhao Feng's tone was full of confidence.

"This is what you said, don't be fooled!" Zhao Yu looked at Zhao Feng suspiciously, and then turned his attention to Zhao Yun and Wen Chou on the battlefield.

The two horses had just staggered, and Zhao Yun seemed to have bought a flaw. Wen Chou quickly turned his head and rushed towards Zhao Yun. Just when Wen Chou was about to catch up with Zhao Yun, Zhao Yun suddenly turned his head back and used the power of turning to stab the silver spear in his hand forward quickly, stabbing Wen Chou's chest.

Wen Chou was trying to capture Zhao Yun, and his heart was on the verge of. If Zhao Yun had only this ability, would he not know whether he had the strength to defeat Lu Bu, or even challenge Zhao Feng again?

Speaking of Zhao Feng, Wen Chou couldn't help but feel that the last time he was poisoned by Zhao Feng, who was poisoned, was extremely frustrated. So in the past two months, both Yan Liang and Wen Chou have practiced martial arts very hard! Just like just practicing martial arts, starting from each basic movement, the martial arts of both of them have improved significantly in more than two months. Otherwise, how could Wen Chou have fought with Zhao Yun for so long? How could Yan Liang tie the game with Guan Yu?

"Oh no!" Wen Chou secretly cried in his heart. It was too late to dodge at this time. Wen Chou had to lie down as much as possible. Zhao Yun's shot happened to stab Chinese Wen Chou on the left shoulder.

"Ah!" Wen Chou screamed, abandoned his spear and covered the wound on his left shoulder, and defeated him back to the formation.

"Return the bullet?" Zhao Yu exclaimed, and then knew that she had lost. Unexpectedly, her second brother had such a good acting skills, and even she was deceived!

After knowing that he had lost, Zhao Yu looked at Zhao Feng with a gaze, "Brother, what do you want me to do?"

"Haha, don't worry, don't worry! Save it first, I'll tell you later!" Zhao Feng smiled, feeling that he seemed to have played the habitual routine in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

"Oh! OK!" Zhao Yu nodded reluctantly.

"Lord, it's too late to withdraw the troops!" Guo Tu saw Wen's defeat, Zhang He and the big halberd were also hung up. Only Yan Liang could compete with Guan Yu, but the two of them had almost exhausted their strength. After all, they had already swung their swords and beat them for nearly 300 rounds!

"Okay... OK!" Yuan Shao nodded helplessly, thinking in his heart that he would not fight against the enemy tomorrow. There are too many powerful generals in Zhao Feng's army. Zhao Feng has not yet entered the battle. If Zhao Feng also entered the battle, wouldn't he lose even more? "Mingjin will withdraw his troops!"

"Lord is wise!" Guo Tu flattered and immediately ordered the troops to withdraw.

Seeing that the other party withdraws the troops, Zhao Feng spread his hands, "It's so boring! He actually withdraws the troops!" Yuan Shao has withdrawn his troops, you can't let him fight again, right? And it's a bit unrealistic to pursue him. After all, there are only 10,000 people on his side! But there are 50,000 people on the other side! And it's very close to the city. It's impossible for Zhao Feng to have just arrived, and Yuan Shao has already closed the city gate!
Chapter completed!
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