Marquis Ying's Marquisate, Beneath the Gathering Storm, the Young Master Was Waiting for You!

Naturally, they had to pursue under these circumstances.

But the moment they heard Cao Cao say "pursue," everyone shuddered.

On Liu Bei's side, once the decision was made, they acted with tremendous efficiency. Over twenty thousand elite troops, along with large numbers of auxiliary troops transporting provisions and performing other duties, began withdrawing in batches.

Clad in armor, Zhang Fei held his Eight-Spans Serpent Spear and rode Liu Bei's Dilu. Black-faced and bearded, he led several thousand infantry and cavalry, baleful qi showing in every sweep of his gaze. He was an imposing sight indeed.

Liu Bei and Guan Yu rode up, each patting one of his shoulders. Liu Bei instructed him, "Once the main army is several dozen li away, withdraw with your troops immediately. Don't think of dying alone.

"We three brothers once swore to die on the same day, in the same month, in the same year. If you die at Cao Cao's hands, I will certainly return to avenge you, even if it costs me everything!"

Liu Bei spoke with such profound sincerity that no one doubted he would truly return to fight Cao Cao to the death if anything happened to Zhang Fei.

Guan Yu said little. He merely gripped Zhang Fei's shoulder hard and urged him, "Listen to our eldest brother. If anything happens to you, your second brother will avenge you, just as our eldest brother will."

Tears filled the eyes of a rough man like Zhang Fei. In all his years, only after becoming sworn brothers with Liu Bei and Guan Yu had he learned what it meant to have brothers in life and death whose bond surpassed everything. Cupping his hands, he immediately choked out, "Rest assured, brothers. I will preserve this useful life and devote all my strength to our