"Drive!"

Cao Cao grabbed the reins in one hand and whipped the war horse under him with a whip in the other.

Although he was the first to retreat, he had only run three miles now.

Although Zhao Yun was delayed for a little time because of Xiahou Yuan and Cao Xiu's obstruction, he could still catch up with Cao Cao now.

Cao Cao's shadow is also the king of horses, and he runs very fast.

But the others who followed him were just high-grade war horses, and their speed was a little slower.

Zhao Yun's side is similar, and his flying lightning speed is on par with Jueying.

Soon I saw the cavalry of the Cao army fleeing in front.

Zhao Yun put the silver spear in his hand on the back of his horse, holding a bow in one hand and an arrow in the other.

The body runs with the lightning, and the ups and downs are constantly rising.

It is very difficult to shoot an arrow on the back of a running horse, bend the bow, and hit the target.

Even if it is a warrior of the steppe tribe, not many people can do it.

Moreover, on the grassland, those tribal warriors used riding bows, which were much smaller than the step bows.

And although Zhao Yun rode the flying lightning, he always used a foot bow.

And they are all the strongest in the foot bows, and ordinary soldiers can't even pull the bowstring.

Shout!

The arrows were fired.

In front, a Cao soldier fell off his horse.

Even though he was wearing armor, the arrows shot into his body.

Zhao Yun pursued while shooting arrows, and his speed did not slow down.

He has a heart-to-heart with Feidian, and he doesn't need to be whipped with a horsewhip at all, just a slight clamp between his legs, and Feidian will run forward as fast as possible.

The distance between Cao Cao and the other Cao soldiers behind him was widening, and Zhao Yun also threw his companion a mile away.

In front, those Cao soldiers who fell behind were only a few dozen zhang away from Zhao Yun.

He kept drawing arrows, bending his bow and shooting arrows, and for each arrow a Cao soldier must have fallen off his horse.

Originally, there were not many people who escaped with Cao Cao, but after being shot by Zhao Yun with more than a dozen arrows, there were even fewer people left.

Zhao Yun's magic arrow is not used much.

But every time you open your bow, you have to make the enemy fearful.

Before they could catch up, they all died from his arrows.

"That's not going to work." Xiahou Yuan had also made peace with these people, and he glanced back at Zhao Yun, who was thirty zhang away.

If you run like this, everyone will be shot by Zhao Yun.

Even a fierce general like him didn't have the confidence to block the arrows shot by Zhao Yun from behind.

"You guys, follow me to stop him."

Xiahou Yuan grabbed the war horse, turned the horse's head, and faced Zhao Yun again.

Cao Xiu had just bought him time so that he could escape.

But now, he wants to buy Cao Cao time.

Xiahoudun followed closely behind Cao Cao, already a mile away from him.

But this distance is not enough, and he still needs to buy more time for Cao Cao, so that Cao Cao can run farther.

It is guaranteed that Cao Cao will be able to escape back to Xudu.

Zhao Yun's horse is too fast.

Even if there is only Zhao Yun alone, as far as Cao Cao is by his side now, even if Xiahou Yuan and them are added, there are only more than 30 people.

With a bow and arrow, Zhao Yun could shoot them all.

Xiahou Yuan led more than a dozen horsemen and blocked Zhao Yun's way.

Zhao Yun's horse was very fast, and they stopped in Xiahou Yuan, and he pulled into a distance of ten zhang in an instant.

Shout!

Another arrow flew out.

Hit the throat of one of the cavalrymen, and before he could make a scream, he fell off his horse.

Zhao Yun hung the longbow on the war horse and picked up the silver spear in his hand again.

Just let Xiahou Yuan run away, and now, Zhao Yun will not let him escape again.

Holding the silver spear tightly in his hand, the speed of the flying lightning does not decrease.

The distance with Xiahou Yuan is rapidly narrowing.

After Xiahou Yuan turned around, he also grabbed the horse's belly and rushed towards Zhao Yun.

There's no way he's going to stop there.

Without the help of the power of the war horse, he might not even be able to catch a shot from Zhao Yun now.

"Kill!"

As soon as Xiahou Yuan moved, more than a dozen horsemen beside him also acted together.

These people are all the elite of the elite, and the most important is the centurion in the army.

To say the least, it has also stained the lives of more than a dozen people.

Even in the face of Zhao Yun, they did not flinch.

Only death.

"Rush!"

With Xiahou Yuan, there were a total of fifteen horsemen to block Zhao Yun.

At this moment, they all regarded death as home, and there was no fear in their hearts.

What about Zhao Yun.

And what about the invincible generals.

The grain and grass guarded by them have not been burned by them.

Fifteen horses, forming a semicircle, seemed to surround Zhao Yun in the middle, they controlled the speed, when Zhao Yun arrived in front of him, fifteen of them would be able to attack Zhao Yun at the same time.

Twenty zhang, fleeting.

"Kill!"

Zhao Yun, who was dressed in white, was unusually conspicuous.

The silver spear in his hand, the tip of the spear, was level with the head of the horse of Feidian.

No one knows in which direction his first shot will be stabbed and who of the fifteen will be stabbed.

"Kill!"

Xiahou Yuan shouted, and the other fourteen people also broke out together.

Although there are only fifteen people, they seem to have thousands of troops behind them at the moment.

They can step on everything.

It's just that no matter how powerful the murderous aura is, it doesn't have the slightest impact on Zhao Yun.

Moreover, the flying lightning under him is also the king of horses, and they are also not together with Xiahou Yuan, and they burst out with murderous aura.

If it is an ordinary war horse, even this condensed and explosive murderous aura can directly soften the four hooves of an ordinary war horse.

"Kill!"

The distance between the two sides is only two zhang.

In Xiahou Yuan's throat, a murderous aura erupted again.

The three-pointed and two-edged knife in his hand slashed towards Zhao Yun.

This knife almost condensed the strength of his whole body, and it was the strongest knife in his body.

His body, his strength, in this moment, felt like it was constantly increasing.

At this moment, even if there was a boulder in front of him, Xiahou Yuan felt that he could split the boulder.

This knife is the knife that opened the mountain, and it has the potential of ten thousand pounds.

Xiahou Yuan is also a first-class general, but with this sword, he has already created the sword momentum of an invincible general.

The killing intent and power contained in this knife are already comparable to Guan Yu's peak sword.

Even if it is Lu Bu, in the face of this knife, he must deal with it carefully.

If Xiahou Yuan can usually use such a sword technique, and it can be sustained, he will also be the top invincible general.

With this knife today, as long as Xiahou Yuan can survive, he will experience it well after he goes back, and his strength will also be on the next level.

Even if he faces Zhao Yun again in the future, Xiahou Yuan is not without the strength to fight.

Facing the spear and long knife stabbing at the same time, Zhao Yun almost had nowhere to hide.

On the front is Xiahou Yuan, which is also the most threatening knife.

The spears on the side, although the strength of those people is not as strong as Xiahou Yuan, but if they are stabbed, Zhao Yun will also be seriously injured.

It seems that the only way to give Zhao Yun in front of him is to retreat.

But at this moment, the war horse was sprinting rapidly, and even if Zhao Yun pulled the war horse, it was too late to retreat.

Even if the flying lightning could stop immediately, Xiahou Yuan's three-pointed and two-edged sword, as well as other people's weapons, would immediately fall on Zhao Yun.

Even if Zhao Yun was covered in iron, under the attack of these fifteen weapons, he would become potholes.