Chapter Ninety-Four: A Little Cold Comes First

"Woo ......"

The low sound of the horn broke through the air, one after another, and spread in all directions, and in a few moments, the entire grassland reverberate.

Zhao Yun's eyes were sharp, this horn was calling for help, and at the moment, the gentian bright silver spear was getting faster and faster, and after sweeping the Xianbei cavalry blocking the road, he dismounted, and then rode his horse and galloped into the distance.

"Hugh is getting away with the thieves!"

"Stop him!"

The Xianbei cavalry roared loudly, rode their horses and chased after them, but hundreds of people could not stop a single person, and they also beat everyone present.

Under the moonlight, I saw cavalry rushing out from all directions, surrounding Zhao Yun, like a big net.

"Drive!"

A Xianbei commander scolded the war horse with a loud voice, and the whip whirred in the air, whip after whip.

"Death to the thief!"

A long knife fell on the top of Zhao Yun's head, and if it had the power to open a mountain and break a stone, it rolled up a wave of qi, and it was domineering.

"Drink!"

Zhao Yun let out a loud shout, and the gentian bright silver spear in his hand shot out quickly, as fast as lightning, and the last shot came first, and the cold aura had already broken through the blade of the thousand commanders and headed towards his chest.

A little cold light arrived first, and then the spear came out like a dragon, and the gentian bright silver spear took advantage of the situation, and slammed into the soft armor of the commander.

"Zheng!"

A dull sound sounded from the soft armor, and it sank deep into it, but fortunately it was able to block the tip of the Gentian Bright Silver Spear.

"Broken!"

As Zhao Yun snapped, the Gentian Bright Silver Spear in his hand slammed forward again, just like a steel cone, instantly piercing the commander's soft armor, and then exploded.

"Poof!"

The tip of the spear pierced into the commander's internal organs, and the blood immediately shot out.

Zhao Yun shook the gentian and brightened the silver spear, then pulled it out backwards, and stabbed at another Xianbei thief.

"Kill!"

The shouts of killing rang out overwhelmingly, and more and more Xianbei soldiers and horses surrounded them, like iron buckets, three layers inside and three layers outside.

Zhao Yun rushed left and right inside, full of courage, fearless, with a spear in hand, who else could kill the Xianbei cavalry generals who could not avoid it, and could only wait for the opportunity to sneak attack from behind.

On a gentle slope, dozens of Xianbei cavalry generals guarded beside a Xianbei man, all looking at everything on the battlefield with angry eyes.

"Who is this person? There is such a martial art! ”

Kebi can have palpitations.

Suo Nu hurriedly muttered a few words to a guard behind him, and then replied in a deep voice: "Shan Yu, this humanoid figure is alone, it shouldn't be a group of chaotic troops." ”

"Oh......"

Kebineng responded, and then shouted: "Such a fierce general, if it can be used by me, why not be afraid of the enemy's eighteen killing generals." ”

The lock slave was stunned for a moment, and his heart was relieved, presumably Shan Yu had the intention of soliciting, but it was not easy to speak, and he replied immediately: "Shan Yu, you can capture this life, and then surrender." “

"This is exactly what Yu has in mind!"

Kebi Neng loudly ordered: "Come, go and give the order, don't release arrows, capture this person alive!" “

"No!"

The guards hurriedly took the order and shouted: "If you have an order, don't let cold arrows hurt people, and capture thieves alive!" ”

"There is an order alone, capture this thief alive!"

An order sounded, making the Xianbei people who bent their bows and arrows loosen their strings and continued to surround them, preparing to capture Zhao Yun alive.

"Single ......"

When Zhao Yun heard this, he paused, could it be that there was a Xianbei Da Dan Yu here, and then he glanced left and right, and found Kebineng on the slope in an instant.

Now in a chaotic battle, if Zhao Yun wants to rush out, how many people can stop him, but under the pretext of capturing the thief and capturing the king first, at the moment, the gentian bright silver spear is like a raptor crossing the river, and it directly rampaged, and the four Xianbei riders who were close to him all pierced the body.

"Good horse, I'll see you tonight!"

Zhao Yun patted the war horse under his crotch, the horse seemed to be psychic, carrying Zhao Yun, running faster and faster, suddenly jumped, took a few steps, jumped out of the encirclement of the Xianbei people, and then rushed towards the slope.

"Well done!"

Zhao Yun praised it, and then his eyes were like torches, staring at Kebineng deadly, locking on to the target, raising the gentian bright silver spear, and began to charge strength.

"Ah......h

Seeing Zhao Yun in the midst of thousands of troops, in and out of no man's land, Kebi Neng was so frightened that he gasped, and at this time, he saw Zhao Yun coming straight to him, and shouted: "Quick, stop him, this is also a madman." ”

"Up!"

The lock slave roared in response, and dozens of guards behind him rushed out, each holding a weapon, and launched a siege battle against Zhao Yun, but even if they had the advantage of numbers, these Xianbei guards still had no way to take Zhao Yun, and watched him approach step by step, getting closer and closer to Kebineng.

"Changshan Zhao Zilong is here, who dares to fight with me."

A broken shout sounded, like a tiger roaring and a dragon's roar, lingering on this grassland, enduring.

"Chang Shan, Zhao Zilong?"

Kebineng looked at the lock slave with a puzzled expression, he had never heard of this name at all, this person was so brave, I was afraid that no one could match it.

The slave didn't want to think about it, what he was worried about was how long these guards could resist, the current slope was very unsafe, and there could be a danger to his life at any time, he had to judge the situation, prepare to retreat, and flee for his life.

"Shan Yu, go quickly, the brothers can't resist it."

After a while, the lock slave shouted urgently, because the Xianbei guards had no use except to send them to death, and dozens of people had already died, and it was not enough for Zhao Yun to kill them if they went on like this.

"Damn, why are there so many Han people on my Xianbei grassland."

Kebineng roared with extreme dissatisfaction, and then under the escort of the lock slave, he began to retreat, and if he didn't leave, it was really too late.

Seeing the enemy general slip away from his eyes, Zhao Yun was angry and annoyed, his left hand reached out, grabbed the spear of a Xianbei cavalry general, and with a strong pull, he brought the spear over suddenly, and then with a flick of the gentian bright silver spear, he cut off the Xianbei cavalry general.

"I want to go! It depends on whether you have this blessing or not! ”

Zhao Yun snorted lightly, and then with the help of horsepower, he rushed forward a few steps, and the spear in his hand shot out in an instant like an arrow off the string.

"Whoosh......"

There was a crack in the air, and the spear flew at a rapid speed, piercing into Kebinen's back in the blink of an eye, and then bursting out from the front, leaving a large hole.

"This ......"

Kebineng's body trembled and tried to hold the wound, but the front was blocked, and the blood spilled out of his back again, and he couldn't stop poofing.

"Shan Yu!"

The slave screamed and grabbed Kebineng's horse rope, but before he could hold Kebineng, the man had already fallen off the horse.

"Haha......"

Zhao Yunchang snorted, and then shouted: "The thief head is dead, the thief head is dead." ”

Suddenly, all the Xianbei soldiers began to be agitated.