Two of Liu Bei's generals were killed by Lu Bu himself, and Qilin took advantage of the situation. The water attack destroyed the last remaining will of the Han army to resist.

The north gate of Jiangling was opened, and the defeated troops were overwhelming. Qilin originally wanted to encircle them, but due to lack of troops, they had to temporarily occupy Jiangling City and then make plans.

Jiangling was flooded, and the roofs were filled with flames caused by oil, burning fiercely.

"Put out the fire." Lu Bu said coldly.

Qilin said: "You were too impulsive. You shouldn't have killed Zhang Fei. Gan Ning is not dead. I had some backup plans to deal with it."

Lu Bu was suddenly in a daze. There was purple-black blood everywhere, and Jiangling City was like hell.

Qilin sighed and said: "The game is too big now, we can't let them go, we must chase them to the end."

"Otherwise, no matter where he flees, Liu Bei will definitely make a comeback, and he may turn around and defect to Cao Cao again, which will be troublesome. You rest here, I will lead people to chase him, give me two thousand soldiers."

Lu Bu said: "Get on the horse, I will go with you."

Jiang Ling threw it to Zhang Liao and others to take care of. Qilin wrapped a bandage on Lu Bu to stop the bleeding. The two mounted their horses and led two thousand cavalry out of the city at the north gate.

Lu Bu traveled twists and turns in the north of Jingzhou, and finally intercepted Zhao Yun who was about to cross the river on the south bank of a tributary of the Han River.

The sky is full of cold wind and snowflakes are flying, and the first snow of early winter has arrived.

Several small boats crossed the river and headed north. Zhuge Liang had already escorted Liu Bei away, but Zhao Yun was blocked by Lu Bu.

Lu Bu held his halberd and pointed it at Zhao Yun.

The murderous intent in Lu Bu's eyes continued: "Zhao Zilong, I won't kill you if you surrender."

Zhao Yun jumped up from the bow of the ship, landed firmly, returned to the south bank, and said in a deep voice: "On Changban Slope, you saved Zilong's life, and now I'll give it back to you."

Zhao Yun tore off his cloak and threw it on the shore. He was wearing fine iron armor with silver light flowing.

Zhao Yun resisted the silver spear with his shoulder, using his shoulder blade as the fulcrum, he fought hard, used the power of his straight charge to break through the mountains and cracked the rocks, and shot him in the head, sweeping away!

Lu Bu was holding a halberd and Zilong was holding a spear. The two suddenly burst into flames and collided with each other!

With an earth-shattering sound, Fang Tian's halberd and silver dragon spear collided with each other and flew towards the river; Lu Bu roared suddenly and struck with both fists. Zhao Yun's palm hit Lu Bu's fist in seconds.

Lu Bu's strength was unparalleled, and when he collided with his strength, Zhao Yun used the force to leap forward!

Qilin couldn't help but gasp, knowing that this was the pinnacle of the martial arts fight in the Three Kingdoms era.

In the late autumn of the 11th year of Jian'an, the south bank of the Han River was covered with snowflakes.

There were only a few spectators watching the competition between the two most powerful martial arts masters in the world. There was no stage and no cheers.

There is no historical biography, and it is not famous all over the world.

Many years later, I think back to it, no matter assassinating Qin, killing Dong, or even flooding Jiangling or burning Red Cliff, nothing can compare to this thrilling moment. It was a competition at the ultimate level of martial arts, where a mortal could gain a glimpse of the way of heaven in one move!

As soon as the weapons flew, Lu Bu and Zhao Yun fought fist to fist, palm to palm, and foot to foot!

A whirlwind kick hit the sweeper's leg, and Zhao Yun swept away with a kick!

Lu Bu used the "Goshawk Fighting Rabbit" move, raising his body, bending his feet, and leaping! The skirt of his military robe was swinging in the air, like a murderous owl.

Zhao Yun shouted: "Fall!"

Lu Bu made a side kick in mid-air, Zhao Yun raised his hand to block!

Lu and Zhao entered the woods from the shore, and then rolled into the river from the woods. Their bodies were covered with mud. In the end, they were fighting with fists and feet. Every move and every style was indistinguishable.

Zhao Yun's eyes were still clear, and both of them abandoned their fists and kicks, and returned to the origin of martial arts - fists follow the heart, and there are no more distracting thoughts.

Lu Bu opened and closed his arms widely, and the tiger's claws smashed directly. His attacks slowed down, but there was a faint sound of wind and thunder.

When Zhao Yun blocks, he is like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace behind!

At the end, Lu Bu raised his foot again and kicked Zhao Yun in the chest, smashing his protective goggles to pieces!

Zhao Yun spurted blood from his mouth and fell straight into the river.

"You lost." Lu Bu's eyes regained their clarity, and after a hearty competition, they were no longer filled with murderous intent.

Zhao Yun stood up from the river dripping wet and said solemnly: "I am willing to admit defeat and kill him. Zhao Zilong would rather die than surrender."

Lu Bu asked: "If you don't kill, where will you go?"

Zhao Yun shook his head slowly, and Lu Bu said again: "Let Liu Xuande come out."

"The military advisor has escorted the lord away." Zhao Yun said, "My purpose is to hold you back."

Before the last boat could leave the shore, a baby cried loudly.

Zhao Yun turned around, handed the tail of the gun to Lu Bu's hand, and said slowly: "After I die, I hope you will fulfill your wish. Adou entrusts you to let him be an ordinary child."

Lu Bu took the Silver Dragon Spear and ordered: "Come here."

Lu Bu handed the Night Pearl into Zhao Yun's hands: "Don't worry about Liu Bei. I know you don't want to surrender to me. Now take him northeast, to Liaodong. Gongsun Zan is dead, that is your place."

"Cao Cao has too much time to take care of himself and cannot take care of Liaodong. One day I will attack Luoyang, rescue the emperor, and then make you the Marquis of Liaodong. I will give you this pearl, and you will have the right to swear by it."

Zhao Yun finally took over the Night Pearl.

Lu Bu said: "Dedicate the rest of your life to raising him up, and don't let down your old friend's trust."

Lu Bu, covered in mud and water, climbed onto the red rabbit and blew a whistle. All the soldiers followed him and evacuated from the river bank.

Zhao Yun stood at the stern of the ferry and drifted away.

The snow is falling heavier and heavier, the unicorn blows the xun, and a song of separation shuttles among the snowflakes.

On the second day of November, Liu Bei was defeated and fled, and Zhuge Liang disappeared without a trace.

Zhao Yun took Liu Chan to Liaodong.

Lu Bu finally let them go.

"He didn't lose." Qilin said.

Lu Bu nodded after a long time: "I should be the one to lose. He used his gentleness to melt away my anger."

"With every punch and palm I exchanged with him, my murderous intention gradually faded. In the end, it was a pure martial arts competition, and my revenge and anger disappeared."

Qilin asked: "Where to go now? Continue the plan we made?"

Lu Bu replied: "Go home first, I'm tired."

Qilin: "Go back to where?"

Lu Bu: "Back to Xiliang, I want to hold you and sleep for a while."

Dear Grand Master:

Forgive me for writing again just after you left.

In just a few days after the Battle of Chibi, the situation changed drastically. Fengxian's series of actions caught me off guard. He was completely angered, and then killed Guan Yu and Zhang Fei.

I felt inexplicable fear. Back then, Lu Bu fought against the three heroes without a clear winner, but now he was able to knock Guan Yu off his horse, and he only used less than three moves.

Chen Gong's explanation for this is: At that time, Lu Bu was just Dong Zhuo's lackey, and the eighteen princes held great righteousness. Now the positions of the two sides have reversed, and Lu Bu has righteousness, plus a full body of blood, and the determination to fight without hesitation, making him fearless

.

Lu Bu's answer to this was: He himself didn't know what was going on.

Fortunately, Zhao Zilong changed him before leaving, otherwise it would be really not good to have to follow a dangerous beast all the time. From this, it can be seen that the master is right, my emergency skills need to be strengthened.

Now we have truly returned to the Three Kingdoms era. Cao Cao retreated to the Guanzhong area and occupied the area east of Yecheng, Luoyang, and Sili Central Plains.

Liu Bei's whereabouts were unknown, and Sun Quan retreated to Jiangdong and took charge of the seven counties of Jingzhou. We found a messenger from Yizhou named Zhang Song in Jiangling City.

He came to Liu Bei with military maps of Yizhou and Hanzhong. When Liu Bei was defeated, this man fell into our hands. On the way back, we took the road to Yizhou and asked Zhang Song to act as an internal correspondent, together with Gao Shun and Jia Xu.

They gathered together and marched under the city of Chengdu.

Before the war even started, Liu Zhang raised the city to surrender, which was as we expected.

I knew Liu Zhang would surrender to Feng Xian because I knew the history earlier.

Chen Gong guessed that it was because he believed that Fengxian's reputation was growing day by day and his reputation had already surpassed that of Cao Cao. If Liu Zhang did not rely on him, he would have nowhere to go.

Jia Xu guessed that it was because he understood Liu Zhang's character and thought that he was timid and afraid of war. However, in order to protect the soldiers and people of Chengdu, he could not but be said to be a benevolent man.

We were first handed over to Zhang Liao, with 10,000 men in command, and asked him and Jia Xu to stay in Chengdu. We took the rest of the troops to bypass Dingjun Mountain and leave the customs, preparing to spend the winter in Chang'an this year.

The supplies from Xiliang have arrived, Ma Chao returned to Wuwei to change defenses, and Brother Gao came to join us.

Returning to Chang'an, Xijing for the third time, in the past six years, my first home has been almost rebuilt, and Shanglin Garden has vaguely restored its original bustling scene of eight rivers surrounding Chang'an.

Most of the burned palace was rebuilt - including Fengyi Pavilion.

We are all people from the past, Fengxian, me, Brother Gao, Gongtai.

This year's winter seems to be very cold, and it snowed heavily in November. Fengxian was squatting in Fengyi Pavilion and making trouble, so I went to see him.

These days, I have been asking myself what I will do with Fengxian when I go back.

Should I stay and go back when he gets older? Is he willing for me to see him grow old?

I decided that after the world is peaceful, I will stay in the Three Kingdoms era forever and stay with him until he dies.

Of course, he might not be happy either, because I will never grow old.
To be continued...