Once Dian Wei led the army charging onto the city walls, Wang Xuan knew that Nanzheng City was certain to fall. The rest was merely a matter of time.
To prevent those key figures from escaping, Wang Xuan ordered his men to guard both city gates tightly. He personally led men to hold the gate opposite them. After all, under normal circumstances, that was the best place for Zhang Lu to flee through.
That was also why there were no guards at the city gate. When Wang Xuan arrived with his men, the guards were so frightened that they threw down their weapons, stripped off their uniforms, and ran.
Sure enough, the gate opened on its own, and Zhang Lu and his party ran straight into him.
At that moment, Zhang Lu was practically useless. He could no longer even speak. Yan Pu, however, reacted the fastest. Seeing that Wang Xuan had not brought many men, he immediately thought of fighting their way out.
"Kill your way out! Ten thousand coins for every man you kill!" Yan Pu roared with a savage expression. Heavy rewards would bring out brave men, and these were their personal guards at that. One after another, they drew their saber and charged toward Wang Xuan and the others with a roar.
"Fuck your mother! Do you really think I can't kill people?" Wang Xuan had been holding in his anger for a long time. With a wave of his hand, the Green Dragon Crescent Blade appeared in his grasp. He stamped both feet against the ground and charged out, dragging the Green Dragon Crescent Blade behind him and leaving a blurred afterimage.
Using his left hand as the axis and putting force into his right, he swept upward at an angle. A flash of green