"Damn!" Xu Huang gritted his teeth.

Worried about Yang Feng's safety, he had no intention of fighting Gao Zhi again.

He saw that the enemy cavalry around him was getting more and more surrounded, and the Gao Zhi in front of him couldn't fight for a long time, so he knew that he couldn't drag it out any longer, so he hurriedly attacked a few moves, thinking that when the time came, he would shake a flaw, and he jumped out of the battle group to look at the formation and retreated.

The big axe slashed horizontally, blocking the spear, pointing at Gao Zhi, Xu Huang looked at the fierce enemy in front of him coldly and said: "Gao Zhi is, here today, your head will be sent, Xu will one day——"

"Hehe, don't be convinced, since you're not convinced, then let's just decide it today!"

Xu Huang originally just wanted to leave a cruel word according to the "custom" before evacuating, so as to make up for the shame of defeat.

Unexpectedly, Gao Zhi, this guy, didn't play cards according to the routine at all, didn't give him a chance at all, and pushed back with a word, and the horse dance gun was entangled like a snake stick.

Xu Huang, who was interrupted, couldn't help but add a trace of annoyance to his face, and he really wanted to fight with Gao Zhi to break the net.

But thinking of the safety of the lord Yang Feng, Xu Huang could only endure for a moment, but he had to glare at Gao Zhi hatefully, turn his horse and look at Yang Feng.

coincided with two yellow turban generals, who saw this and greeted them and relieved Xu Huang.

Gao Zhi over there, facing the two generals, was merciless, and the big gun swept out like a wheel.

The two Yellow Turban enemy generals didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly raised their guns to block each other.

Syllable! Syllable!

In the two shattering sounds, the white light shone, the weapon in the hand of the yellow turban general was destroyed, and the two blood-spraying bodies, like kites with broken strings, flew out with a scream, and fell heavily to the ground.

When they landed, Gao Zhi had already crossed over their heads.

When the two seriously injured enemy generals struggled to get up, they were desperate to find that countless Xiliang iron horsemen had swept away.

Countless iron horsemen poured into the camp with their bodies, and the iron hooves passed everywhere, leaving only pieces of flesh and blood and broken corpses.

Gao Zhi's spear dances like the wind, killing so freely.

Xu Huang over there, but he had no intention of turning back, and ran straight away.

Relying on the axe blade, the war horse was fast, Xu Huang broke through the encirclement in a few clicks, dragged the big axe, and galloped towards the main formation.

Subsequently, from the main formation, a thousand elites were opened by Xu Huang, escorting one person, and went west.

Yang Feng is planning to escape!

Under the heavy blows, the fighting spirit of the Yellow Turban Army was on the verge of being crushed.

The Yellow Turban soldiers in the front row looked at each other in horror, and the bold ones were still looking around, worried and already trying to find a way to slip away.

Pity most of the remaining Baibo Yellow Turban Army, after being abandoned by Yang Feng, they can only fall into a situation of holding their heads and running around.

The Yellow Turban soldiers, who were already disheartened, suddenly scattered like a broken hornet's nest, rushing towards the west, like ants.

Gao Zhi took the lead, brandishing a spear, leading his iron horse, like a wild beast out of a cage, and rushed into the retreating Yellow Turban Army.

The blade in his hand slashed mercilessly at the fleeing Yellow Turban soldiers, and the iron cavalry ran over the fallen enemies, trampling them into pulp.

Poor Kou Mo Chasing?

Inexistent!

Gao Zhi continued to lead the army to rush left and right, as if destroying the withering and drying, killing rivers of blood and corpses all over the field.

Riding his horse into the chaotic crowd of enemies, his spear dancing like the wind, a storm of light and shadow in all directions.

Everywhere the gun winded, blood rose in the air.

A famous enemy was stabbed down by him, but Gao Zhi became more and more excited the more he fought, and now he has long abandoned the habit of otaku in his previous life.

It is as if he was born a warrior, and only the battlefield can arouse his nature.

In just a few moments, the situation on the road became one-sided.

Although there are many and powerful thousands of Yellow Turban Army, they were abandoned by the main general, and there is no military discipline and order at all, and now the Gaozhi cavalry has risen suddenly, and thousands of Yellow Turban Army, which was already on the verge of collapse, suddenly fell into a state of collapse.

By the afternoon, the tone of the battle was basically set.

More than ten miles to the east, the wilderness was full of remnants of corpses, and the blood stained the fertile fields into large crimson swamps, muddy and stenching.

"Aha, general, we won this battle, and we killed it so hard."

A Xiliang general came on horseback, shouting at Gao Zhi excitedly, and it was difficult to hide the blood and joy on his blood-stained face.

After a battle, his blood suddenly boiled, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and in the excitement, in the process of fighting, he actually tore off his armor and showed a steel-like muscle.

At this time, his admiration for Gao Zhi was simply undeniable.

"Hmm." Gao Zhi rode up a slope and replied lightly.

Then, his attention was drawn to a small battle not far below that was still about to end.

There, about 300 Xiliang Iron Cavalry were engaged in battle with more than 800 Baibo and Yellow Turban soldiers who were responsible for escorting supplies.

It is worth mentioning that the leader seems to be a female general?

The female general was petite, but her strength was not weak, the silver spear in her hand was flying, and the blade danced like a pear blossom rain of light in the sky, shooting out from all directions, and the sharp edge was everywhere, and the defeated soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army were all knocked to the ground.

In the splash of blood, the three hundred Xiliang Iron Cavalry stabbed into the convoy, and in an instant, the remaining Yellow Turban soldiers were cut in two.

The Xiliang cavalry came quickly, and the defeated foot soldiers of more than 800 did not have time to set up a formation to meet the enemy, and now they were rushed into two, and they could not care about each other, and they fell into chaos in a blink of an eye.

In the midst of the raging shouts of killing, the iron knight's broadsword ruthlessly swung down, cutting down the terrified soldiers to the ground.

The female general was even more unstoppable, rushing left and right with a ball of fire, mercilessly assassinating the enemy who dared to resist.

In just a few moments, the 800 Baibo and Yellow Turban soldiers were killed and wounded, and the fighting spirit of the remaining people collapsed, and they scattered and fled.

The female general did not chase after the defeated army, but stood on her horse, looking around at the floating corpses on the ground, her eyes bursting with pride and pride.

"It's just a bunch of incompetent poor guys, don't chase it anymore, take the items back to the camp." The woman snorted.

It's just that those victorious Xiliang knights are not good people, and they don't seem to be completely convinced by the female general.

At this time, I saw the harvest all over the ground, and my eyes were neutral and glowed with greed.

Soon, some Qiang soldiers could not hold back yòu huò and began to scramble for the spoils of war, trying to take them for themselves.

And those Han Xiliang troops, who were originally tempted by food, just didn't dare to do it, and now when they saw the Qiang people robbing it, they couldn't hold it back immediately, and they rushed up and grabbed it.

The hundreds of raging Xiliang troops originally shared the same hatred and killed the enemy side by side, but at this time, for the sake of the spoils, they tore their faces with their companions, and even faced each other with knives and guns.

"Grab anything, I will give it to you when I return to the camp, and I will stop giving it to my aunt and grandmother!"

The female general scolded angrily, but these mixed Qiang and Han subordinates under her command seemed to have lured their eyes for profit, and they could not listen to her orders.