At this time, the Black Mountain cavalry lost their speed and mobility, and could no longer avoid arrows in time, so they could only let the Wei archers shoot indiscriminately. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Whoosh!

Hundreds of black mountain thieves were shot off their horses, either stumbling through their heads or shot through the vital points by tripping horses, and killed instantly, while the rest died in the trampling of each other.

In a matter of moments, within a radius of a hundred paces, they were stained with blood, and everyone's eardrums were filled with painful howls.

At this moment, above the head of the city of Jicheng, the seven hundred Jin troops guarding the city were stunned by the incredible picture in front of them.

Sima Lang, who was originally proud, was even more shocked and dumbfounded, his face was attacked by horror and suspicion, and he exclaimed in a trembling voice: "How can this be, did the pottery thief use some demon magic?" It's good, why did Zhang Yan's Black Mountain cavalry suddenly fall off their horses for no reason? ”

Like Sima Lang, Zhang Yan at this time was also immersed in horror.

Just a few seconds ago, Zhang Yan's mind was still outlining how he entered the Wei army formation and killed the Wei army without leaving a single piece of armor, thinking about how he defeated the invincible King of Wei in the world and became famous in the world.

Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, all his wonderful fantasies were easily shattered by those small iron nails that fell from the sky.

Seeing his own army's iron cavalry fall to the ground one after another as if they had fallen into evil, seeing his soldiers die in the trampling of their own people, and seeing the arrows of the Wei army wantonly harvesting the lives of his soldiers, Zhang Yan fell into the biggest panic in his life.

"Why is this happening? Why is this happening? So what kind of means did the pottery thief use? Zhang Yan, who was in a panic, had a hundred questions in her heart, but she didn't dare to take a step forward, and hurriedly restrained the war horse.

On the left and right, his Black Mountain cavalry was already on their backs, with countless casualties, and in the blink of an eye, nearly a thousand people fell in a pool of blood.

Zhang Yan was terrified, reined in the war horse, and was surrounded by misery, and he had completely lost his proportion.

Dozens of steps away, the soldiers of the Wei army were all surprised and cheered.

Fan Hao and the other generals looked at the potter's eyes, and they were full of amazement.

The potter smiled and said nothing, only with a cold expression, admiring the tragic scene of the black mountain thieves in front of him.

The reason why he led the infantry army to attack Jicheng was to deliberately show weakness to Zhang Yan and induce Zhang Yan to lead the cavalry to take the initiative to attack, otherwise, if the other party took a defensive position, it would delay his speed of marching into Jinyang.

Zhang Yan really hit the plan, and took the initiative to attack with cavalry, and the cavalry's tactics against the infantry were nothing more than attacking the flank, waiting for the flaws in the infantry army formation to take advantage of the situation to launch an attack.

The potter was tossed by Zhang Yan, and after a few back and forth, he deliberately exposed a flaw on the left flank, in order to lead Zhang Yan to launch an attack with confidence.

Zhang Yan really hit the plan, thinking that he had discovered a flaw in the Wei army and wanted to defeat the Wei army in one fell swoop, but unexpectedly, the potter had already prepared for him a sharp weapon to restrain the cavalry, such as a tripping horse nail.

In the wilderness, the Black Mountain cavalry screamed in terror and fled like headless flies.

After a while, Zhang Yan finally woke up from this frightened scene, regained some sense, swept around, and finally found the small nails on the ground.

Zhang Yan reacted very quickly, and immediately realized that it was this kind of small nail that pierced the hooves of his war horse, so that he could turn his 10,000 iron horsemen on his back in a blink of an eye.

At this time, he realized that he had fallen for the potter's trick to lure the enemy.

"This pottery thief is really ......"

Zhang Yan was shocked and angry, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly turned over and jumped off the horse, shouting: "Brothers, get off the horse, don't panic, lead the war horse to retreat, avoid the nails under your feet." ”

Zhang Yan jumped off the horse first, leading the war horse to retreat with one hand, and dancing the big gun with the other hand, resisting the sharp arrows attacking behind him.

The rest of the surviving Black Mountain cavalry finally reacted, and they all jumped off their horses, followed Zhang Yan's example, and carefully led their horses back.

When they got off their horses like this, they could avoid the horses being pierced by nails, but they became live targets, allowing the sharp arrows of the Wei army to shoot wildly.

After a few rounds of arrows, Zhang Yan easily walked out of the field covered with stumbling horse nails, looked around, but painfully found that more than half of his 10,000 Black Mountain cavalry had been killed or wounded.

Zhang Yan was full of hatred and anger in her heart, and even dripping blood.

This 10,000 Black Mountain Iron Horseman, but he has worked hard for many years, and he relies on the lifeblood of Taihang Mountain.

I think that back then, whether it was Gongsun Zhan or Yuan Shao, they couldn't help him, but they didn't want to, so they were ruined in the hands of the potter.

Although she was full of hatred and anger, Zhang Yan didn't dare to turn back, and was eager to turn over and run away.

It's late.

Since the potter was determined to lure him into a decisive battle, he repaid his determination to destroy the battle, and how could he let him go.

"Enough of the good show, the whole army will attack, and the king will annihilate the Black Mountain thieves in one fell swoop!" The potter's sword was raised, and the order to kill was issued heroically.

Woo woo woo -

The sound of the horn of the advance order rose to the sky, and the battle blood of the Wei soldiers was instantly ignited.

Xiang Yu and other generals jumped into battle on their own horses, leading the soldiers and horses of their headquarters, divided into two wings, avoiding the stumbling horse nail area, and flanked the fleeing enemy from both ends.

"Kill the Black Mountain Thief—"

"Kill Zhang Yan—"

The soldiers of the Wei army roared like thunder, shattering the enemy's gall and causing the heavens and the earth to change color.

At this time, the original high-spirited Montenegrin army, their fighting spirit had long been disintegrated by the previous panic, and at this moment, the Wei army attacked on all fronts, and their remaining fighting spirit collapsed in an instant, and they all wanted to get on their horses and flee wildly.

"Retreat, the whole army quickly retreats to Keicheng!" Zhang Yan exclaimed even more hoarsely

There was no need for him to remind them, the remnants of the thousands of Montenegrin troops had already fled.

Unfortunately, the enemy's speed advantage was gone, and before it was too late to mount their horses, the Wei army's frenzy had already attacked from both flanks, encircling and devouring them.

A war knife and a big gun, with the heart of meritorious service, mercilessly slashed at the frightened enemy, staining the field with blood again, so that the heaven and earth were once again filled with terrified howls.

The advantage of cavalry lies in its powerful impact power, and the cavalry that has lost its mobile surname is actually not much stronger than the infantry in terms of its own close combat effectiveness.

Moreover, the number of Wei troops was still dozens of times that of them, and a single spittle was enough to drown them.

The Wei soldiers who rushed in surrounded those scattered enemy cavalry, surrounded and killed on all sides, and in the screams, countless Black Mountain cavalry were cut into pieces.

The remaining 5,000 Black Mountain cavalry had been killed or wounded three or four thousand in a blink of an eye, and the remaining more than 1,000 people were also wounded.

Zhang Yan had no fighting spirit in his heart, and was completely shattered by the potter, so he only desperately rushed north with a spear, in a vain attempt to break out of the siege and flee to Jicheng.

Among the besieged soldiers, a mighty general with golden armor and golden helmet, golden guns and golden robes, like a golden fire, dragged a long blood mist, rushed into the battle group with a thunderous momentum, and rushed towards Zhang Yan.

Golden armor and golden spear, as powerful as a god, among the Wei army, except for Xiang Yu, who else can there be.

The Black Mountain Army was heavily surrounded and slowed down, even if Zhang Yan tried his best, how could he escape from Xiang Yu's pursuit.

In an instant, Xiang Yu was like a golden giant tower, horizontal in front of Zhang Yan's eyes, and with a light breath, the overlord gun in his hand slashed towards Zhang Yan's neck with the power of rage.

Before the spear arrived, the fierce murderous aura came first, pressing Zhang Yan out of breath.

"Xiang Yu, is that Xiang Yu whose martial arts are comparable to Lu Bu?" Zhang Yan recognized Xiang Yu, and her heart was horrified, and she was already frightened.

Xiang Yu's spear was too fast, and Zhang Yan had no choice but to do his best to dance the big gun to block it.

Throat!

With a dull sound of metallic resonance, the two weapons collided instantly, and the powerful force shook Zhang Yan's whole body, his arms clicked and broken, the tiger's mouth cracked, and the qi and blood in his chest were stirred wildly.

Zhang Yan's force value is more than 80 points, but in front of Xiang Yu's force value of 100 people, he still forms a local chicken and a dog.

"This feather is really as strong as 'Xiang Yu', I am not an opponent at all......"

Just when Zhang Yan was frightened, Xiang Yu was furious, his arms suddenly strengthened, and with the momentum of Mount Tai, the overlord golden gun fell again.

There was another earth-shattering roar, surging like the power of the water of the heavenly river, continuously crushing towards Zhang Yan, under the heavy blow, the blood in Zhang Yan's mouth spurted several times, the armor was even more smashed, and the spear blade cut directly into his shoulder bone.

Zhang Yan was in pain to the bone marrow, and a terrible howl came out of the mouth that spurted blood.

The two shots robbed Zhang Yan twice, and as soon as Xiang Yu's gun was retracted, the pressure on Zhang Yan decreased, his body shook forward, and the flaws suddenly appeared.

"Die!"

Xiang Yu let out a cold roar in his throat, and the third move of the golden gun in his hand struck out, slashing at Zhang Yan's right arm with the momentum of thunder.

There was a crisp sound, and a stream of blood splattered out.

The spear swept across with the tail of blood, Zhang Yan's right arm was cut off like tofu, and a large stream of blood gushed out like a spring.

Zhang Yan, who had a broken arm, let out a howl like a pig, and the gun and the broken arm flew out, covering the broken arm and howling.

Xiang Yu was merciless, and the spear was like a streamer, swinging out again.

Light and blood flashed through the sky at the same time, and a bloody human head flew out, and the severed body shook a few times on the horse's back and fell to the ground with a bang.

With only four moves, Xiang Yu slashed Zhang Yan, the leader of the Black Mountain Thieves with a force value of 80.

As soon as the leader died, the remaining remnants of the Black Mountain cavalry, and the little fighting spirit they had collapsed in an instant.

Those Montenegrin thieves who had been lucky enough to escape from the siege were desperately whipping their horses and running for their lives, while the encircled Montenegrin thieves completely lost their fighting spirit and surrendered one after another.

The Black Mountain thieves were originally born in the Yellow Turban Bandits, these thieves have always lived by looting, capricious, and it will be a disaster to keep them sooner or later, and the great opportunity to destroy them is just around the corner, how can the potters be soft.

The potter immediately issued an order to kill all the Black Mountain thieves, leaving no one behind.

The soldiers of the Great Wei were merciless, killing them with red eyes, ruthlessly slashing at the black mountain thieves who begged to surrender, and the rogues who lost the will to resist, like lambs, let the tigers and wolves of the Great Wei slaughter.

After a quarter of an hour, the killing was over, and the howls and shouts of killing gradually fell silent.

Looking at the entire battlefield, there were corpses all over the field, and the 10,000 Black Mountain thieves were almost completely wiped out, and there were countless war horses and weapons left.

The main force of Montenegro has been completely wiped out, and there are only more than 1,000 people left who have escaped, and the leader Zhang Yan has been ambushed, and it is no longer possible to become a climate at all.

"Tick...... The system scans, and the host wins the encounter in Mijo, gaining charm point 1, and the host's existing charm value is 88. ”

The prompt sound of the system sounded in his mind, and the potter was in a very happy mood, and in the midst of wild laughter, the eagle eyes had already shot towards the city of Miki not far away.

With a finger of the sword, the victorious Great Wei soldiers swept towards the small city like a tide like unfed beasts.

In Jicheng, Sima Lang was already dumbfounded, and the whole person was dumbfounded.

Witnessing the pottery merchant with incredible means and brutal killing, he wiped out 10,000 Black Mountain cavalry, and this prince of the clan was already frightened at this moment.

Seeing the overwhelming killing of the Wei army, the timid Sima Lang knew that the city of Kei could not be defended, and immediately wanted to abandon the city and flee.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Before Sima Lang could escape from the city, the seventy or eighty thousand Wei troops had already swept in, and they captured Jicheng in an instant, killing all the Jin troops in the city of less than five hundred, and capturing Sima Lang alive.

At sunset, the royal flag of Dawei has fluttered high at the head of Jicheng City, and the road leading to Jinyang is unimpeded.