Xiahou Yuan and the other fourteen people's spears had already stretched out.

Seeing that he was about to hurt Zhao Yun, Zhao Yun suddenly jumped up from Feidian's body.

Xiahou Yuan's attacks were all aimed at Zhao Yun, towards the flying lightning under Zhao Yun's body.

No one thought that Zhao Yun would jump up from a horse.

Zhao Yun jumped up more than a zhang high, and Xiahou Yuan's attacks all failed.

And Feidian, after Zhao Yun jumped up, without the weight of two hundred catties, the speed of Feidian suddenly increased, almost forming an afterimage. rushed past Xiahou Yuan's side.

The attack of fifteen people was all in vain.

Not only did he not hurt Zhao Yun, but even his war horse Feidian was unscathed.

Zhao Yun, who was in the air, aimed the silver spear in his hand at Xiahou Yuan on horseback.

Xiahou Yuan's knife just now was his pinnacle sword, and it almost pulled out all his essence.

With a missed sword, he looked up and looked at Zhao Yun who flew towards him.

There's nothing that can be done about it.

The silver spear was very dazzling in the sun.

But the three-pointed and two-edged knife in his hand could no longer be raised.

Burst!

Zhao Yun was still in the air, and the silver spear in his hand had already stabbed Xiahou Yuan.

Before Zhao Yun's body fell to the ground, he stabbed Xiahou Yuan with a silver spear, using the spear head as a fulcrum, his body took off again, and then he turned over and landed on Xiahou Yuan's back, and then Xiahou Yuan's body fell off the horse.

"Kill!"

The remaining fourteen cavalrymen did not flee because Xiahou Yuan was killed.

They continued to attack Zhao Yun.

However, Xiahou Yuan, who posed the greatest threat to Zhao Yun, had already died in battle, and the remaining fourteen people, even if they cooperated closely, could hardly threaten Zhao Yun.

The one that just now was their best chance.

Since he lost it, he can only become Zhao Yun's prey now.

The fourteen cavalrymen soon died under Zhao Yun's guns, but after the delay of this meeting, Zhao Yun could not see where Cao Cao ran away.

Cao Cao rode the shadow, not to mention running out for three or five miles.

Without collecting the bodies of Xiahou Yuan and the others, Zhao Yun rode his own flying lightning and continued to chase down the road.

It's just that after chasing forward for two more miles, a fork in the road appeared.

Zhao Yun grabbed Feidian and looked at both roads.

There are horseshoe prints on both sides, which are more horseshoe prints on the main road and less horseshoe prints on the side road.

Zhao Yun pondered for a moment, and rode the flying lightning to chase after him.

Feidian's speed was very fast, and he chased forward for five miles, and finally saw the Cao cavalry who were still fleeing.

There are not many people, only about twenty people.

Zhao Yun did not continue to use the bow and arrow.

Although Zhao Yun's bow and arrow have also been modified, even so, every time he wants to pull the bowstring, he must have the power of ten stones.

He shot more than a dozen arrows in a row before, and fought with Xiahou Yuan and others again.

Although Zhao Yun still has physical strength now, if he continues to shoot with a bow and arrows, the physical consumption is still too great, and he may not be able to fight in close combat.

Using the Silver Spear in close combat is much less expensive than shooting from a distance with a bow and arrow.

His lightning speed is fast and his stamina is strong, and as long as these people don't disappear from his eyes, he will always catch up.

It's just that the distance is closer, but Zhao Yun didn't find that Cao Cao had Cao Cao in front of him.

"I don't know if it's still ahead, or if Cao Cao took the path just now?"

At the fork in the road just now, Zhao Yun didn't judge which way Cao Cao was going.

He just wanted to go in the direction of a lot of people, even if Cao Cao wasn't there, he could kill a few more people.

More than 20 people in front also found Zhao Yun who was getting closer and closer.

Although Zhao Yun didn't shoot them with a bow and arrow, it made them feel more lucky.

But when Zhao Yun was only twenty or thirty zhang away from them, they still turned their horses' heads and faced Zhao Yun directly.

They are not the rabble led by Song Xian.

Even though the number of people is small, their hearts are not broken.

They are all elites, and they have all walked on the tip of the knife countless times.

Even if it's against Zhao Yun, what can it do.

They originally wanted a horse leather shroud, and if they could die in the hands of an invincible general like Zhao Yun, it would be a beautiful thing.

Under Jiuquan, you can also brag with other compatriots.

More than twenty riders rode towards Zhao Yun together.

Among them, there are also several Cao Jun general-level figures.

It's just that he is not a well-known character, but Zhao Yun does not recognize him, and his strength is much inferior to Xiahou Yuan.

These more than 20 people, the pressure on Zhao Yun was less than the fifteen people led by Xiahou Yuan before.

A silver spear, flying up and down among the more than 20 people, stabbing forward and sweeping back.

Every stab at a point, a Cao soldier fell off his horse.

Even those generals couldn't go a round in front of Zhao Yun.

Almost all of them were a photo, and they were killed by Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun's gun was really too fast for them, so fast that they could only watch the silver spear pierce into their bodies, and the hand that wanted to intercept it was always half a beat slower.

wanted to kill Zhao Yun, but he couldn't even touch Zhao Yun's robe.

The speed of the silver spear is fast, and the speed of the flying lightning is also like an afterimage.

Teasing them and then killing them.

In just a quarter of an hour, all of these twenty people fell. Only more than twenty war horses that have lost their owners are still wandering here.

It took a little more time than when Zhao Yun dealt with Xiahou Yuan's fifteen people.

It was delayed again, but Zhao Yun still did not give up the pursuit, he rode the flying lightning and continued to move forward.

It's just that after another stick of incense, Zhao Yun didn't see any more figures in front of him.

I had to pull the horse and return along the same road.

On the way back, Zhao Yun met Pei Yuanshao, who was chasing after him.

"General Zilong, have you caught up with Cao Cao?"

Pei Yuanshao had already gathered up the corpses of Xiahou Yuan and the others killed by Zhao Yun and looked for someone to identify them.

"No, I chased to the front, and I have lost my trace." Zhao Yundao.

"At the fork in the road ahead, I also sent a team of people over, hoping to catch Cao Cao." Pei Yuanshao said.

"Hopefully."

Zhao Yun knew that the hope of killing Cao Cao this time was very slim.

Cao Cao may have run ahead, or he may have hid in the woods.

"Let's go, let's go back." Zhao Yun rode the lightning and walked slowly.

"Take the corpses with you."

Pei Yuanshao asked dozens of corpses to be brought back on horseback.

Back at the location of the grain team, Guo Jia was still letting people put out the fire.

The nearest water source is more than ten miles away, and it is difficult to extinguish the fire.

The only way to do this is to pull the grain cart that has not yet been burned a little farther away and isolate it from the grain cart that has already burned.

If you say that you are fighting a fire, you can only watch these grain trucks, and the grain and grass on them, all burned to ashes.

Grain and grass are life.

The people who stayed behind were silent when they looked at the grain and grass that had been burned to ashes.