The Continent of Heaven, the land of southern Xinjiang.

Tianhuang Prefecture, Changxing County.

Changxing County, a few miles to the southeast.

The scorching sun hung in the air, shedding a scorching glow on the faces of the allied soldiers, and the panic in the eyes of all of them could be seen.

The sound of horses' hooves gradually sounded, although there was only one person, the momentum was better than thousands of horses!

Lu Wenlong strengthened his spirits, clenched the Tianluo Six Shen Twin Spears in his hand, and stared at Zhao Yun who rushed up from the horse.

Zhao Yun no longer has a trace of Confucian demeanor at this time, his eyes are crimson, his face is red and silver, and the jade-colored unicorn behind him is already solidified and roars in the sky, everyone can see it, and the bright silver gentian spear that turned into a silver dragon in his hand pointed obliquely at Lu Wenlong, who was waiting for him.

Bang!

The corners of Lu Wenlong's mouth were bleeding, and he looked at his trembling arms and Zhao Yun in the distance in disbelief, a trace of resentment rose in his heart, but more than that, admiration and curiosity: "How can that Chu Junyao be able to make such a fierce general's potential explode, desperate." ”

"It's going to stop!!"

A coalition general shouted loudly, and hundreds of archers and nearly 100 shield soldiers were quickly listed behind him, staring at Zhao Yun.

Whoosh ......

Arrows raining down!

Zhao Yun ignored it, and the silver spear slashed, and the flying arrow was suddenly swung back, shooting the original owner to the ground.

No longer looking at the fear in the eyes of the group of archers, Zhao Yunyin pointed his spear and roared angrily: "The majesty of Southern Xinjiang is only a meritorious service!" Capture Lu Deng alive! The daredevils come with me! ”

Cao Chun's expression was solemn, his iron spear was raised, and the cavalry on both wings took the lead in killing, like a black torrent, killing the cavalry on both wings of Lu Deng's army! Mi Fang was also a Pegasus spear, leading the infantry to rush and kill.

The cavalry on the two wings suddenly collided like two torrents, the sound of the collision was dense in the sky, and countless blood-red sparks burst out, Lu Deng was naturally not a mediocre person, and when he saw the enemy charging with cavalry, he immediately made a decision, and ordered the infantry to lay down the horses to resist, the pikemen in front, and the archers in the back, waiting for the battle.

Zhao Yun's vitality burned fiercely, the silver spear danced impermeable, and the raindrops of crossbow arrows were knocked back, seeing that Lu Dengbu refused to resist the southern Xinjiang war cavalry, he couldn't help but shout, and single-handedly plunged into the enemy formation.

"Today, I have to ask you to wait for my name Zhao Yun!" Zhao Yun's war horse was fast, and in an instant, he threw Cao Chunjun away and killed him in the enemy formation.

"Up!"

The four hooves of the jade lion in the night soared into the air, jumped up from the ground, jumped a few zhang in an instant, and swept through the horse rejection array of nearly three zhang, standing in front of the pikemen as steady as Mount Tai.

Zhao Yun was already dyed red in his robe, and thousands of pikemen were a little stunned in an instant, is this still human? Is this still the descent of the gods or the appearance of the stars? Can this still be a good fight?

The spear danced, or pierced, or stolen, or frightened away.

Zhao Yun rode back and forth alone, like entering a no-man's land, no one could be a united enemy.

The horse has lost the pikemen to help in the battle, and the power has been reduced by more than fifty percent! How dare Cao Chun snub? With a loud shout, the horses took the lead, drank bravely, picked off the rejected horses, and rushed into the Lu Deng array.

"Capture Lu Deng alive!! Capture Lu Deng alive!! ”

Seeing that the main general is brave and abnormal, not afraid of life and death, how can the rest of the southern Xinjiang war cavalry not serve their lives.

Lu Deng's liver and gall were broken, and he had time to wipe the cold man on his head in the future, and was pulled by Lu Wenlong, who rushed over: "Father doesn't leave quickly, and the child is broken!" ”

"This ...... Retire! Glancing at Lu Wenlong, who was dead, Lu Deng was helpless in his heart, so he had to order,

I looked at Zhao Yun again, who was like a god of war, and there were stumps and broken arms in front of him, and there was no one to join him, and the blood was splashed, as if he was from a hellish Shura!

The sound of gold sounded, the coalition army was defeated and retreated, Zhao Yun and Cao Chun chased and fought with cavalry, leaving only Mi Fangtong's foot soldiers behind to take care of the Shura battlefield that stained the land red.

"Soldiers, a few months ago, our southern Xinjiang army dared to step on hundreds of thousands of barbarian camps with 6,000 people, and today our southern Xinjiang army reaches tens of thousands, can you dare to enter the camp gate where these 150,000 rabble gather?" Zhao Yun's blood robe is flying, and the speed of the jade lion in the night does not decrease but increases, only Cao Chun can catch up with Zhao Yun's progress by relying on the BMW spark!

"Destroy the enemy camp! Capture Lu Deng! ”

Nearly 10,000 cavalry of the Southern Xinjiang Army shouted excitedly, and the sound shook the sky, and they all accelerated their speed, killing the coalition army to the point of collapse and scattering away!

Lu Deng took more than 1,000 personal horses, under Lu Wenlong's Heavenly Fall Six Shen Double Guns, fought a bloody way, and came straight to Dazhai, but before he could enter the village, he saw smoke and dust rising on the horizon in the distance, showing a black spot.

The leader was dressed in blood red, leaving his soldiers behind, and the blood-colored spear with a wide blade looked hideous and terrifying in the setting sun: "Lu Dengxiu is leaving!" Zhao Yunlai also!! ”

"Holy!"

Don't say that Lu Deng is a little Zhuge , even if it is a real Zhuge , he has to be scared to pee now, scolded angrily, and hurriedly entered the village: "Quickly close the door and plug in the door bolt!" ”

The camp gate of Lu Dengzhai is as high as four or five zhang, the height of the arc-shaped city gate is more than two zhang, it is made of solid wood mixed with iron, the thickness is nearly two feet, and the ordinary soldiers and soldiers of three or five people do not want to shake at all, at least twenty or thirty strong men can close the camp gate, which is also one of the reasons why Zhao Yun has not been able to capture it for a long time.

With the sound of "squeak", the 100 allied troops under the camp gate were in a hurry and hurriedly shouted the trumpet to close the camp.

When Zhao Yun arrived, he had already seen the two huge camp gates making a "rumbling" roar, and together, there were more than a dozen elite soldiers carrying bolts as thick as wooden beams, ready to insert the camp gates.

"It's just a camp gate, don't want to block me Zhao Zilong!!" With a roar, Zhao Yun had already killed under the camp gate, because the arc wall under the gatehouse was covered, the archers on the city wall could not cover it with bows and arrows, and Zhao Yun could hit the city gate without any worries!

"Open it for me!!"

Zhao Yunfei dismounted, the bright silver gentian spear was like a pillar of heaven, it was held by Zhao Yun's hands, and the vitality suddenly exploded, and an overwhelming murderous aura emanated, sweeping the clouds in the sky.

The strength of his whole body gathered in his arms and slammed the bright silver gentian spear towards the camp gate!

"Whew!! ……”

A loud bang was heard, and dust fell from the top of the camp gate as if a piece of frost and snow had fallen.

There was a cry from inside the camp gate, and the twenty or thirty soldiers who closed the camp gate at the same time couldn't withstand Zhao Yun's huge impulse, and they were suddenly knocked open, and the twenty or thirty soldiers behind the door were knocked to pieces, staggered, and fell to the ground one after another, and there were not a few people with blue noses and swollen faces.

The soldiers who didn't have time to plug in the deadbolt were stunned and couldn't believe their eyes: "Is this a human?" It doesn't look like it! ”

At this moment, for the non-commissioned officers of the Hundred and Ten Alliance, it is naturally easy to crush, Mo said that the bolt of the camp is not plugged in, even if it is plugged in, I am afraid that it will not be able to stop the overwhelming attack of Zhao Yun at the peak of today.

"Death to those who stand in my way!"

Zhao Yun shouted, the bright silver gentian spear slashed left and right, flying up and down, rushing back and forth like a life harvester, instantly assassinating nearly a hundred coalition soldiers, the remaining coalition soldiers were scattered, no one dared to stop them, they lost their weapons one after another, and fled in all directions.

Fearing that the coalition army would re-close the city gate after he entered the camp, Zhao Yun simply didn't do anything, and danced the bright silver gentian gun towards the heavy camp gate and slashed and slammed it, accompanied by a crackling sound, the sawdust under the city gate flew up, and it was cut to the ground, miserable, and the smoke and dust dispersed, revealing criss-crossed, like cracks like blood vessels.

"You can guard the gates!"

Zhao Yun snorted lightly at Cao Chun, who was killing, and then galloped his horse and smashed inside.

smashed the camp gate, Zhao Yun rode a horse to rush up to the camp tower, and met with the five hundred sword and shield men led by the captain guarding the gate, and did not answer at the moment.

In the blink of an eye, there were at least more than 300 soldiers of the coalition army who died under Zhao Yun's gun, and the captain who took the lead was stabbed off his horse with a single shot, and he didn't even have time to scream.

Under Zhao Yun's strong deterrence, the confidence of the coalition soldiers on the barracks suddenly collapsed, and they lost their armor and fled.

Originally, there were still thousands of people in the barracks, but only Lu Deng, Lu Wenlong and hundreds of relatives were left.

A breeze blew, and when Lu Wenlong saw Zhao Yun stop killing, he couldn't help but shout with a gun: "Father quickly lead the troops away, let the child fight this Zhao Zilong for his father!" ”

"May I serve the dead!" Hundreds of horsemen shouted in unison, and a momentum was condensed together, with Lu Wenlong as the arrow, and killed Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun's face was indifferent and calm, the bright silver gentian spear was like a dragonfly dotting water, and he staggered Lu Wenlong at the front, almost jumping off the horse.

"Zhao Zilong! Let's fight to the death today! ”

Lu Wenlong swept the stabbing with two guns, and opened up a battle circle with Zhao Yun, after fighting for twenty times, Zhao Yun's arms were shocked, and then he was powerful, Lu Wenlong was finally unwilling to fight with the rampaging Zhao Yun again.

Nearly 10,000 southern Xinjiang war horsemen outside the camp gate saw Zhao Yun riding alone to break the city, and their blood was boiling, and their blood was full of blood, and they had already admired Zhao Yun so much that they threw themselves to the ground.

With a roar in unison, the horses flew over the camp gate, went up the stairs to the barracks, and then entered the camp.

As the sun set, the fire burned, burning the sky red, and there was chaos in the camp, with more than 100,000 coalition troops trampling on each other, and countless people died.

Chu Yi recorded in this book: At the beginning of the summer of the seventh year of Emperor Yong'an, Lu Deng was the main general, and the main village of the coalition army, which stretched for more than ten miles, was broken by the general Zhao Yun.

After this battle, Zhao Yun stabilized his reputation as the first general of the Southern Xinjiang Army, and no longer dared to gossip.

"A blood-stained robe, when Yang Changzhi is this heart pill, a horse single-handedly out of the encirclement, heroic and fierce The enemy is cold."