Zhao Yun stabbed Hou Cheng to death with one shot, shocking the entire enemy camp, and the soldiers under Hou Cheng's men who were charging into battle were also instantly deflated.

Seeing that Zhao Yun pulled out his head, Dian Wei was still patient in his heart.

Dian Wei turned his horse slowly, only to see the horse head in front of him, 10,000 enemy horsemen had already covered the killing, just the early morning clouds covered the sun, Dian Wei smiled coldly at the wind, and led the two dark iron halberds in his hand forward, and the clear long howl resounded in the sky in an instant: "Sons, rush with this general!" Kill! ”

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

In the overwhelming shouts, Dian Wei took the lead in riding out.

Behind him, the three thousand county soldiers suddenly surged out like a decisive flood, and rolled forward without fear, and a fearless morale infected this group of newly joined county soldiers.

"Instigation!"

In the White Flag Army of Zhao Yun's headquarters, there were already arrows that swept into the air, covering the surging enemy iron cavalry.

Song Xian hurriedly shouted: "Shield!" Shield! ”

Hou Cheng's death made Song Xian smell the breath of death, if they and the state army are wolves, then the enemy army in front of them is a tiger, he is incredible, such a powerful formation, a neat military formation, I am afraid that only General Gao Shun's trap camp can do it.

Song Xian gave an order, and his soldiers under the state took out a round shield from behind the saddle and put it on their heads, and then curled up their whole bodies as much as possible and shrunk on the back of the horse.

Although the mounts lack protection, their vitality is far more tenacious than that of humans, and it is very difficult to bring down a strong warhorse as long as it is not directly shot at the vital point.

"Puff puff!"

The sharp wolf's tooth arrows poured like rain, the mournful neighing of the war horses resounded in the sky in an instant, and hundreds of galloping iron horsemen fell down, but the surging white flag cavalry formation was not affected in the slightest.

"Damn it!"

Song Xian scolded angrily.

One of the adjutant generals beside Song Xian shuddered and said: "General, the thief army can actually pull a long bow on horseback, this is not a fucking person, look at them, some people can actually clamp the horse's belly and stand up straight......"

Looking at the current situation of the resurgence of the battlefield, Song Xian was even more surprised than the deputy general, when did such a powerful group of cavalry appear in Shuofang County, even the cavalry of the Xianbei thieves could not resist.

However, the nightmare of Song Xian's cavalry had just begun.

The white flag light cavalry surging forward in front suddenly underwent a shocking change, and the light cavalry galloping at the front suddenly cracked from the middle, like a torrent being cut into two strands from the middle by a reef, and swept towards the two wings of the state army.

A murderous and colorful white horse Yi came out of the ghostly slaughter, the heavy snorting of the war horse and the sound of the churning and splashing iron hooves intertwined and swayed, and the sharp spears stood like a forest, and the bright silver armor reflected the cold of the entire sky.

Zhao Yun's figure appeared at the front of this white horse from the ground, and suddenly, Zhao Yun raised the gentian bright silver spear in his hand, and raised his head and snorted: "Kill!" ”

"Kill!"

In the sound of metal grinding, five hundred white horses shouted in unison in response to their boss, and their cold faces instantly became hideous and cold, and their cold eyes showed murderous eyes.

"The momentum of the charge, there is no advance or retreat!"

Zhao Yun pushed the gentian bright silver spear in his hand forward fiercely, and howled again.

"Roar!"

In the continuous sound of metal friction, the soldiers of Bai Ma Yi raised their guns and shouted, one after another, before the cold light arrived, the gun forest had been completed, and the neat cavalry formation could be connected into a line, and the forest gathered into a terrifying death gun forest, roaring with a cold killing machine that broke everything!

"Huh?"

Song Xian's eyes tightened suddenly, what kind of fucking cavalry is this?

Such a neat pace, such a proud morale, not a person, it is simply a devil, behind Song Xian, nearly a thousand Bingzhou cavalry gasped, they have never seen such a hideous and terrifying cavalry, never Sakura

"Boom!"

"Woohoo!"

The light cavalry of the White Flag Army, which cut its wings diagonally, rushed through the front of the Iron Cavalry, and the next moment, rows of sharp wolf's teeth and arrows had once again swept up from the White Flag Army's cavalry formation, intertwined into a forest of death in the air, and then pierced down viciously with a sharp scream.

"Bell!"

Song Xian raised his gun and opened a wolf tooth arrow that shot at him, and howled bitterly: "Vertical shield!" Hurry up and stand up! ”

"Whoa!"

The surging Bingzhou cavalry set up a round shield in unison, and once again curled up as much as possible under the cover of the round shield, but sadly, this time the air raid to the wolf's tooth arrow was from the side, completely tearing through their frontal defenses, killing them in a panic.

"Tuk!"

A sharp wolf's tooth arrow fell in the air with a heavy inertia, easily penetrating the block of the round shield, and then pierced the helmet, piercing deep into the head of a Bingzhou cavalryman, and the Bingzhou cavalry snorted, his eyes suddenly became dull, and he fell from the galloping warhorse.

Now in the White Flag Army under Zhao Yun, there are many strong bows, which is due to the fact that after Zhang Feng conquered the Hetao, he had a dynamic source of soldiers, and then let Zhao Yun establish a large camp on the shore of Yueshi Lake, and all the knights who killed on horseback all the year round were incorporated into his White Flag Army.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The crisp sound of sharp weapons piercing the body cavity was endless, and the mournful neighing of the war horse and the screams of the soldiers were intertwined in an instant, Song Xianhuo Ran looked back, only to see the surging Bingzhou Iron Cavalry behind him falling in rows, and the living heroic soldiers instantly turned into a cold corpse.

Although the Bingzhou Iron Cavalry is elite, it is completely unfamiliar with the tactics of the White Flag Army!

On the battlefield, the consequences of not being familiar with the enemy's tactics are catastrophic, just like Song Xian's Bingzhou cavalry now, Zhao Yun's light cavalry just changed formation and fired a salvo, and then at least more than 1,000 Bingzhou cavalry were defeated.

This is still in the case of side projection, if it is an assault from behind, Song Xian's Bingzhou Iron Cavalry is afraid that there will be very little left!

Seeing his subordinates fall one after another, Song Xian's eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and his furious anger rolled endlessly in his chest like fire.

"Poof!"

"Whoa!"

In the breath of the heavy war horse, the five hundred black flag army and the three thousand county soldiers led by Dian Wei also killed, and collided viciously with the surging Bingzhou iron cavalry, and the mount of the Bingzhou cavalry instinctively wanted to pass through the gap between the white horse Yicong, but just happened to hit the sharp slashing saber with a horizontal handle.

"Puff puff!"

"Wow!"

Blood and light splashed, the mournful neighing of the war horse became a piece, and the lightly armored Bingzhou cavalry didn't even swing the waist knife in his hand, he was already pierced through the chest by the pikemen, and then the whole person was strung on the spear and taken away from the horse, only a very small number of Bingzhou cavalry were able to throw the waist knife in their hands before they died, but it was only a drop in the bucket.

Prepared vs. unprepared, fierce generals vs. rookies, strong soldiers vs. weak soldiers, this is a duel without suspense, and the war is doomed before it has even begun.

"Kill!"

Song Xian let out a long snort bitterly, there was no way out at all, he knew that if he lost this battle, he would have no way out in the future, before he died, his courage skyrocketed, and he actually stabbed Zhao Yun with a gun.

"Whew!"

Zhao Yun's gentian bright silver spear swept across and hit the iron spear in Song Xian's hand, and the ferocious force on the gentian bright silver spear smashed Song Xian's iron spear into a bow shape in an instant, and the gentian bright silver spear was still castrated, and it smashed into Song Xian's chest unstoppably, smashing Song Xian's chest guard iron armor into pieces and flying in the air.

"Poof!"

Song Xian opened his mouth and squirted out a clot of blood, the whole person was pulled up from the horse's back and flew backwards, the person was in the air, but his head couldn't help but turn with difficulty, looking at the direction of Luoyang, a faint sadness passed in his eyes, farewell, my Zhonglang will dream!