Chapter 603: The White Horse Screams

Yan Gang led the White Horse Yicong to charge all the way, while Gao Ran constantly hindered the Youzhou Iron Cavalry on both wings. Gradually, the iron cavalry of the Yan Army, which was originally in a conical formation, was slowly pulled apart by Gao Ran, who was fighting while retreating, and the entire army was constantly stretched while the wings were thinned, as if it had become a long snake formation. However, on the contrary, the foot soldiers led by Gao Ran also paid several times the price, and were defeated and suffered countless losses.

Gongsun Fan, who was supposed to control and command the entire army, didn't care about this, in his opinion, Yuan Shao led the army to retreat, and the defeat was already there, and there was no need to think about anything else at this time, just lead the army to charge.

At this time, Yuan Shao had already withdrawn from the Chinese army to the rear army, and Yan Gang's White Horse Yicong also quickly rushed out of the siege of Gao Lan's army.

"Kill!"

Looking at Yuan Shao, who had entered the army of countless soldiers with iron shields not far away, Yan Gang shouted angrily without hesitation. Yuan Shao was already close at hand, no matter what was in front of him, even a mountain Yan Gang dared to hit him head-on. Under Yan Gang's all-out charge, the distance between the two sides quickly narrowed, until they were an arrow away.

The judge and Yuan Shao looked at the white horse who rushed towards him as if he was close at hand, and his eyes were full of indifference.

"Gongsun Bogui, I won." Yuan Shao said very calmly.

"Shoot!" A grim smile curled up at the corner of the judge's mouth, and his eyes were full of excitement.

The neatly arranged giant shields in front of them were lowered one after another, revealing the military appearance behind them. The three platoons of heavy infantry were followed by 10,000 crossbowmen armed with strong crossbows, followed by 20,000 foot soldiers armed with spears. Yuan Shao's general Chun Yuqiong was among the pikemen, holding a spear made of fine iron, his eyes were like falcons, and he looked excitedly at Yan Gang who rushed to the front of the army.

With the order of the trial, in Yan Gang's panic, ten thousand arrows were fired in unison, and endless crossbow arrows attacked head-on like rain, such a close distance was enough to exert the power of the strong crossbow to the extreme, and this was not the most terrifying for Yan Gang. What shocked him the most was that the 20,000 pikemen directly threw the spears in their hands head-on in batches with all their might.

Suddenly, Yan Gang only felt that the entire sky in front of him was darkened, and countless spears and crossbows were coming towards him with a fierce wind, and at this time, the distance between the two sides was no longer enough for Yan Gang to lead the army to dodge.

"Withdraw!"

Yan Gang roared hysterically, but it was only in vain, and as soon as his words fell, this oncoming attack had already covered the entire Youzhou Iron Cavalry that followed by the White Horse Righteous Followers and the thousands of followers.

Blood flew, the whole land seemed to be ploughed over, and the continuous covering blows lasted for a whole number of breaths, and Bai Ma Yi, who was already in a bad state, fell into a constant wail under this wave of guns and arrows.

After the rain of guns and arrows, the sky finally brightened back from the eyes of a small number of white horses. At this time, Yan Gang's body was covered with scars and blood, his armor had been shattered, and it was full of arrows.

Pulling out the spear that passed through the left side of his abdomen fiercely, Yan Gang didn't care about the several crossbow arrows on his body that could penetrate into the bones, and looked around.

The original green grassland was already full of blood, and the more than 2,000 white horse servants who had just been invincible and many Youzhou iron horsemen who followed behind had fallen in a pool of blood with people and horses. Human corpses and horse corpses were laid across the blood-red earth. And now the white horse servants who can still stand on horses, covered in blood, and vaguely visible in white armor, are no more than eight hundred, and their bodies are mostly full of scars.

Yan Gang, whose eyes were blood-red, looked at the crossbowmen of Yuan Shaojun's army who were filling crossbows not far in front of him, as well as the heavy infantry in front of him who raised the giant shield slightly and the foot soldiers holding steel knives behind him, and paused for a moment on Chun Yuqiong, who was holding a big knife with a provocative look. Feeling the bone-chilling pain in his abdomen and the weakness caused by the constant bleeding of his body, Yan Gang clenched his hands and let the sharp nails sink deep into the flesh and let blood flow. The countless injuries on his body made him extremely sober at this time, and in the end, Yan Gang gritted his teeth and shouted: "Withdraw!" ”

Lesson, it is enough to experience it once, he once almost made Bai Ma Yicong dissipate into the world because of his recklessness, and now, he will never repeat the same mistake again!

With that, Yan Gang pulled the reins of the horse hard, turned the horse's head and withdrew diagonally behind.

Under Yan Gang's angry shouting, the remaining Bai Ma Yi followed closely behind, looking at the rear and retreating. However, there were more than 200 horsemen, and they did not flee with it, but continued to accelerate and rush towards Yuan Shaojun.

"Where righteousness goes, life and death go hand in hand! The sky can be learned, and the white horse is the proof!"

Hearing the familiar and crazy shout behind him, Yan Gang, who was riding on the horse, only felt that tears were constantly flowing from the corners of his eyes, and his heart was as sad as death, but he didn't dare to look back, because there were hundreds of white horse servants with the same red eyes behind him.

Fiercely lifting the long knife, splitting the armor on himself and the war horse, and letting it fall to the ground, Yan Gang's voice was as cold as ice: "Unload the armor, speed up, and withdraw!" ”

After that, Bai Mayi did not say a word, and as he said, he accelerated the speed of evacuation. Although they are extremely hopeful that they are the ones who are now shouting slogans and charging, they can't turn back with the hope of the White Horse Righteousness, they still have to live, pass on the White Horse Righteousness, and they have to avenge the brothers who died here!

More than 500 white horses are dressed in blood-red and slightly white leather armor, and under their crotches are the same blood-red and slightly white war horses, stepping on the sound of neat horse hooves, and galloping towards the battlefield lonely like a wolf. There was silence except for the heavy sound of horses' hooves, and everyone was cold-eyed and starless, as if they had lost their souls.

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"Where righteousness goes, life and death go hand in hand! The sky can be learned, and the white horse is the proof!"

More than 200 shouts, some crazy, some dumb, some weak, but none of them regretted or feared. They are all the white horse servants that Gongsun Chan is most proud of!

After a rain of bullets and arrows, they knew that they could not leave after a long time on the battlefield. After that wave of intensive attacks, they were either seriously injured, or they escaped and died, or they only had one breath left, and it was difficult to continue, and some of them had fallen on their horses.

They knew they couldn't get out alive, but they still had to fight for their brother, and they had to do their last bit for their majesty. Maybe they lost an arm, maybe they only had a little strength left, maybe they even lost their horses, but they were still white horses. The invincible, death-defying white horse righteous servant!

More than 200 horsemen, none of whom retreated, all held spears and killed Yuan Shao's rear army.

"Kill!"

Gongsun Fan stood out from the pool of blood with a gun to support his scarred body, looking at the white horse Yicong who was still charging in the distance, his eyes burst out with a terrifying light, as if returning to the light, he raised the spear in his hand and shouted angrily.

"Kill!"

Hearing this, the remaining thousands of iron horsemen around them roared like enraged wolves and rode their horses towards Yuan Shao's rear army.

When the judge and Yuan Shao saw this scene in front of them, their eyes were full of solemnity and shock.

"White Horse Yicong, Youzhou Iron Horse, worthy of the name!"

The judge sighed lightly and said, even if it is an enemy, it is worthy of admiration. It's not in vain to be able to defeat such a formidable enemy!

Chun Yuqiong, who was originally full of lust and excitement in the army, also restrained the self-satisfaction in his heart at this time, solemnly looked at the more than two hundred white horse servants who were charging in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Shoot a crossbow, raise a shield!" ”