Zhang Yun's eyes widened, holding the knife with both hands, slashing left and right, his legs seemed to be nailed to the ground, and he did not retreat.

Yan Liang swung his knife and slashed, one knife after another, one knife as fast as a knife, and one knife as fierce as a knife.

Zhang Yun led his personal guards to the front of the formation, and saw that Yan Liang's formation was not in order, there were only more than 100 people around him, all of them were injured, and Yan Liang himself was covered with blood, and he couldn't see his true face, thinking that he was exhausted and about to be defeated, he relaxed his vigilance for a while, and was too close to Yan Liang, and Yan Liang seized the opportunity, killing seventeen people in a row, and suddenly came to the front, forming a situation where the two faced each other.

For this opportunity, Yan Liang lost thirteen elite guards, and he was also hit three times in a row.

Facing Yan Liang, who was like a mad tiger, Zhang Yun chose to be tough and tough. He knew that Yan Liang's martial arts were outstanding, and he was not an opponent, and he watched the warrior standing between the two of them be killed by Yan Liang like cutting melons and vegetables. He also knew that Yan Liang was going to work hard. The war drums in the distance sounded fiercely, Shen You had already arrived, and Yan Liang didn't have much time. He knew he couldn't retreat. As soon as the flag is moved, the morale of the whole army will be hit. He is a soldier of Jiangdong, he is a well-known ranger in Wu County, and in the face of Yan Liang, he can't be a deserter and shame the people of Jiangdong.

So, he chose to fight. Gave up the shield, held the knife in both hands, and slashed at Yan Liang.

Both knew that this was a life-and-death battle and could not be spared. The battle knife collided, and the blades were broken out one by one, and the sparks bloomed again and again, illuminating the eyes of the two. Zhang Yun's face became whiter and whiter, but Yan Liang's face became redder and redder. They all realized that they were underestimating their opponents. Yan Liang didn't expect Zhang Yun to have such martial arts, and he actually connected him with six swords. Even after a long battle, he still has enough confidence in his martial arts, thinking that he can solve the opponent with only five knives at most, but now he has slashed six times in a row, but the opponent still hasn't retreated.

Zhang Yun also discovered that the war knife in Yan Liang's hand was not an ordinary thing, not only was it thicker and heavier than an ordinary war knife, but it was also sharp, no less than the Nanyang refined war knife in his hand. His original plan to win with weapons failed, and now he could only grit his teeth and hold on, hoping to withstand Yan Liang's final onslaught. No matter how brave Yan Liang is, after all, he has been fighting hard for an hour and breaking four formations in a row, which is already the end of the strong crossbow.

He already felt that Yan Liang's strength was not continuous, his breath was disordered, and the victory or defeat was in an instant.

"Kill!" Yan Liang suddenly burst into a shout, spit out the breath he was holding, jumped high, held the knife in both hands, and slashed it head. His arm was so sore that he couldn't hold the handle of the knife with one hand, so he had to use both hands to hold the knife and slash down with a leap.

Zhang Yun didn't dare to slack off, holding the handle of the knife with one hand, holding the back of the knife with the other, and raising it above his head.

"Dang!" With a crisp sound, the two war knives could not withstand such a violent impact, and they broke at the same time.

Yan Liang reacted extremely quickly, his right hand pushed forward half a foot, and only a foot-long blade was left to slash on Zhang Yun's shoulder, and at the same time rushed into the middle door, his left arm pressed on the back of the knife, exerting deep strength and pressing downward. There was a sharp and piercing sound, and the half-cut knife cut Zhang Yun's shoulder armor, cut Zhang Yun's breastplate, and stopped the chest position.

Zhang Yun couldn't react, and was cut by a war knife from his shoulder to his chest, his skin was open, and blood gushed out. He roared in pain, swung his half-cut knife, and slashed at Yan Liang. Yan Liang had rich combat experience, and knew that Zhang Yun would fight hard, and when he succeeded, he immediately deflected the war knife and slammed it forward, and at the same time leaned backwards with his strength, flew up with a kick, and kicked on the knife ring, sending the entire hilt into Zhang Yun's chest, leaving only one knife ring exposed.

Zhang Yun screamed and fell on his back, and the war knife in his hand slashed through Yan Liang's face, cutting a large hole diagonally on Yan Liang's face.

Between the lightning and flint, the victory and defeat have been divided, Zhang Yun died, and Yan Liang was injured.

The guards on both sides rushed up, slashing and slashing together. Yan Liang crawled with a roll, retreated into the protection of the guards, and reluctantly stood up, searching for Zhang Yun's figure. In the rush just now, everything was an instinctive reaction, and he didn't know if he had killed Zhang Yun.

He didn't see Zhang Yun, but he saw that Zhang Yun's personal guards were retreating, except for the dozens of people who were fighting, the people behind were retreating.

He knew he had won, and although it was a bit of a fluke to win, he had won.

"Zhang Yun gave the head, Zhang Yun gave the head." Yan Liang shouted and stretched out his hand. "Cut down his battle flag!"

His guards shouted in response: "Zhang Yun is the head!" Zhang Yun gave the head! "At this time, it doesn't matter if it's true or not, as long as it can cause confusion to the other party. Dozens of people shouted in one voice, overpowering the shouts of killing and the sound of war drums, and reached the ears of the soldiers on both sides nearby. Zhang Yun's subordinates looked over one after another, and saw that Zhang Yun's battle flag was indeed retreating, and their morale suddenly plummeted, although some veterans roared loudly, trying to control the situation, the panic still spread irrepressibly.

Yan Liang's subordinates were greatly demoralized, and they let out bursts of angry roars, and they jumped over the cart one after another and entered the formation.

Yan Liang breathed a sigh of relief, his legs were weak, and he almost fell to the ground. He hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold the cart next to him, called two more guards, and pushed him up. He didn't even have the strength to climb into the cart. Sitting on the cart, he took his battle flag, shook it vigorously, boosted morale, and launched a final attack on Zhang Yun's subordinates.

Yan Zuo saw clearly in the Chinese army, although he didn't know what happened in front of the formation, and he didn't know Zhang Yun's life or death, but he saw that the formation was about to collapse, and the enemy poured into the car formation like a tide, knowing that the success was falling short, but he didn't care about being afraid. He gave a sharp order, let people erect the banner of double rabbits, beat the drum for help, and warn Shen You.

The sound of war drums was accompanied by the sound of a response in the distance. Yan Zuo looked up and saw that a group of knights were approaching, and the most conspicuous was the armored horseman, whose bright armor shone in the sun. Yan Zuo was overjoyed, and immediately called the two military marquis who guarded Qu, and asked them to step forward to block Yan Liang in front, and at the same time shouted "A cavalry comes to help". The military marquis did not dare to slack off, and shouted in unison while leading their troops to force Yan Liang.

"A rider is here to help! A rider comes to help! ”

The word A Cavalry was like a shot in the arm, which gave hope to the panicked Jiangdong soldiers, and they regained their foothold, desperately counterattacking under the command of the veterans, and at the same time yelled loudly, not only to strengthen their own courage, but also to cause psychological pressure on the opponent.

"A rider is here to help! A rider comes to help! Thousands of people roared in unison, and the morale of the Jiangdong army was revived.

Someone saw Yan Liang on the cart and raised a strong crossbow to shoot.

Yan Liang sat on the cart, seeing that the Jiangdong Army's formation was crumbling and about to collapse, he was rejoicing to himself, when he suddenly heard the word "A Cavalry", he didn't want to believe it at all, he just thought that the Jiangdong Army was deceiving itself. He arranged three hundred horsemen, and also prepared tactics to deal with the armored horsemen, Shen You could not succeed so quickly. He subconsciously looked back, but saw that the armored horse was approaching, and he was horrified, and he didn't pay attention to the sniper in the crowd, and he was hit by two arrows in his body at once, fell from the cart, and fell to the ground with a bang.

The guards rushed over and lifted him up. Yan Liang gasped, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, his voice was hoarse, his eyes were desperate, and he used all his strength to squeeze out a word from between his teeth.

"Withdraw!"

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