Eight hundred and sixty charge

Zhao Yun clearly knew that at this time, only by killing the army of Wen Chou as soon as possible could he take these soldiers who trusted him to find an opportunity to return to Youzhou.

Wen Chou's army are all battle-hardened veterans, and delaying time is a threat to the lives of the soldiers under his command.

Therefore, at this moment, Zhao Yun, who usually looks like a good old man, finally revealed his magnificent side, letting his killing intent and all his negative emotions be released cleanly.

"Buzz!"

The spear counterattacked, the edge was exposed, the jade unicorn under the crotch hissed, the white light on the body shone brightly, and the vigorous limbs kicked like flying.

Carrying Zhao Yun's Illuminated Night Jade Qilin, the hoof stepped on the charge, Zhao Yun took the lead, the whole person lowered his body, leaned on the back of the Illuminated Night Jade Qilin's horse, the spear leaned sideways, and the ape arm stretched.

Zhao Yun clenched the silver spear hard, clamped his legs the horse's belly, and the jade unicorn in the night had a good understanding with his master, and immediately stepped out of the four hooves, like a whirlwind, and rushed straight forward.

One person, one horse and one gun, suddenly perfectly combined, Zhao Yun's body was almost attached to the horse's back, with the help of a powerful momentum, the silver spear was like lightning, and the blue qi exploded.

First of all, the shadow of the guns in the sky exploded in an instant.

The first person let out a miserable snort, and a large amount of blood gushed out from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.

The capillaries on the surface of the body cracked countless times, and a large amount of blood was pierced out by this sharp blow.

His whole body seemed to have just crawled out of the river of blood, and turned into a complete bloody man, falling heavily to the ground, his body convulsed a few times, and he died of exhaustion.

Zhao Yun's speed was as fast as lightning, and the next soldier just raised the knife, and with a whin, the hair on his sideburns was blown up, and Zhao Yun's spear head stabbed into his body without any suspense.

The night jade unicorn continued to rush forward without abating, and Zhao Yun's gun simply picked up the hundred-pound soldier and flew up.

A little bit of silver has flashed in every space of the five-zhang radius around Zhao Yun's body.

Before this, no one on either side could have imagined that the white-armored god general in front of him was so thrilling and beautiful when he shot his gun.

A moment ago, it seemed that it was still an ordinary world, but at this moment, the entire heaven and earth had been elevated to the realm of illusion. A cyclone like raindrops, with a rain of spears like life-like elves, bloomed like flowers.

Zhao Yun's spear shadow flickered, and before they retreated, he had locked on to the opposing cavalry, sucking them tightly with each shot, teaching them that they could not withdraw and retreat, and then form an offensive.

It felt like a flying insect trapped in a spider's web, a pair of wings stuck to the spider line, as if it could escape after struggling, but the more it struggled, the tighter it sticked, and it couldn't fly high.

In the sun, the silver-white tip of the gun is like thousands of light feathers, scattered and flying, but it is also staggered, there is a sense of rhythm that makes people feel extremely comfortable, and there is a very quiet feeling in the extreme movement.

Between the shadows of the gun, from the most rigid place to the softest, as if giving birth to thousands of swaying and swaying silver dragons, everyone is the target of attack.

Marksmanship, in Zhao Yun's hands, has become an art.

Even if these cavalrymen are all elite under Wen Chou, under his hands, they are as vulnerable as a local chicken and tile dog.

For a moment, they felt only a thousand small cyclones so strong that they could stop breathing and cut their skin, and they swooped down on them, so that the only way to make them feel was to go backwards, and keep and on, but the guns came too quickly,

The sound of "sonorous" is endless, and the sound of countless weapons clashing is like a sudden sound, which shows how terrifying the speed of this spear is.

His hands shook, and a huge qi instantly poured into the spear, and at this moment, he had no reservations.

A burst of spear suddenly appeared on the tip of the spear, and the azure light expanded and expanded, like the kiss of a long dragon, which made people dare not look directly at it.

"Kill!" Zhao Yun let out a long roar, and his spirit suddenly condensed, reaching his peak.

In this long howl, it seemed that even the whole world had changed color, and everyone's ears were buzzing

At this moment, everyone's eyes changed, and they all had a sense of impending disaster when they looked in the direction where the voice came from.

Suddenly, the long howling sound that seemed to fill every corner between heaven and earth stopped.

The whistling came so suddenly, and when it stopped, it was so unexpected.

For a while, the powerful noise that kept pouring into the ears did not disappear for a while, and it made people feel extremely uncomfortable in their hearts.

Even when they were in such a tense situation, even the soldiers of the Wen Army in the front row couldn't help but shudder.

The hair-making aura seemed to cover many soldiers of the Wen Army in that instant.

All ordinary soldiers who lack strength, at the moment they face Zhao Yun, they can't help themselves, and they have a feeling of weakness in their legs and feet.

However, although there was some bad premonition, everyone hesitated for a moment and still chose to continue to charge.

After all, their main general is a well-known general in Hebei, and everyone is a veteran of a hundred battles, so they will not be frightened away by a long howl.

"Kill!"

At this time, they all know that this is the time of life and death.

Everyone clenched their blades tightly, and the distance between the two sides grew closer and closer.

There was a look of nervousness in the eyes of these soldiers, and at this juncture, there was no room for any retreat.

The eyes of the people in the front row already reflected the figure of the white-armored warrior in front of them, and they could even hear the figure from themselves and their colleagues around them.

Even in the mouths and noses of the comrades-in-arms in front, the sound of heavy breathing erupted, and the battle was about to break out.

"Kill! Condense the evil qi and charge in formation! The centurions of this group of Wenjia cavalry stepped forward at the moment and burst into cheers.

At this time, with his heavy drinking, hundreds of soldiers who followed closely behind him also drew their swords at the same time.

At this moment, their movements were uniform, as if they were one person, a tragic and powerful momentum, suddenly condensed into one point at this moment, presumably even if they were ordinary generals, feeling this momentum, they might not dare to rush directly anymore.

In front of the Wen family's army, the white-armored warrior moved his horse and rushed over like the wind.

Looking at this god general who has created a great might, their faces have hideous expressions, and they grit their teeth one by one, with the arrangement of the array, the condensation of the military momentum, and one by one completely burst out of their own ferocious attacks.

Whoever comes, don't try to break through their defenses, they will be hit in front of them and bleed, so much that they lose their lives.

This is not blind self-confidence, but their years of combat experience, the self-confidence that has been accumulated bit by bit with Wen Chou and charging into battle, making them as indestructible as the most majestic mountain.

After these elite sergeants collectively drew their swords, the powerful aura and confidence that had been in battle for a long time rose directly to the sky.