Even the mount beneath him was not spared!
Had Zhang He witnessed this scene, his eyes would surely have fallen out of their sockets in shock.
The Mo Dao Army wielded Great Mo Dao forged from the finest refined iron, and even then, they had to rely on the momentum of charging enemy cavalry to shatter man and horse with a single stroke.
Yet Lü Bu had merely dragged his weapon to build momentum before cleaving both Cao Zhen and his mount apart with one sweep of his halberd!
He was simply a monster!
Cao Zhen had only just exchanged blows with Lü Bu-no, it could hardly be called an exchange. He had died on the spot after a single encounter, his blood and entrails scattered across the ground.
The sheer bloodiness and visual impact of the scene left everyone dumbstruck. Even the entire battlefield fell silent for a moment.
"Z-Zidan..."
Cao Cao was the first to recover. As he stared at Cao Zhen's remains strewn across the ground, his face turned deathly pale, and his heart filled with anguish and despair.
Cao Zhen's death pained him.
Though Cao Zhen was his adopted son, Cao Cao valued him greatly, and his martial prowess placed him among the finest of the younger generation of generals.
Otherwise, how could he have commanded the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry?
Yet this fierce, valiant young general had been slain before his very eyes by Lü Bu, without even an intact corpse left behind!
And his present predicament filled him with despair. With Lü Bu personally commanding the troops and so many Han Army forces surrounding him, how could he possibly escape?
"Cao Thief! Your life is mine!"
After killing Cao Zhen with one sweep of his halberd, Lü Bu did not hesitate for an instant.