Zhao Yun raised the gun halberd in his hand and pointed at Wen Chou: "How?" ”

Wen Chou's face was blue, and he secretly scolded the deputy general for being useless, and stepped forward with his knife after frustrating his prestige: "Yes, you have some ability, you can barely be the opponent of this general, come on, let this general teach you a good lesson, lest you never know the height of the sky from now on!" ”

While speaking, Zhao Yun and Wen Chou urged their mounts at the same time and rushed towards each other.

"When ......" knives and guns met in the air, making a tooth-sour sound.

The two horses staggered, and after running a few feet, the two men pulled the horses' heads and rushed towards each other again.

"When ......"

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After seven rounds of continuous killing, the two were still evenly matched, but the soldiers watching the battle almost shouted dumb.

Zhao Yun and Wen Chou's confrontation not only tests their strength and reaction, but also tests their respective horse skills and the advantages and disadvantages of the mount itself.

Seven rounds later, the two people, who had not taken advantage of it, did not attack after pulling the horse's head again, but invariably pulled the horse and stopped, fifteen or sixteen feet apart, looking at each other from a distance. Whether it was Zhao Yun or Wen Chou, they both felt the strength of the other party, and there was no arrogance in their expressions, but a guard against a strong enemy.

When they were young, the two seemed to have a heart to urge their horses forward at the same time, but this time the two sides were no longer so fierce as before, but the two people who were slowly approaching made the soldiers on both sides of the battle feel the oppressive feeling that the mountain rain was coming, and everyone held their breath, waiting for the storm to come. Fifteen or sixteen zhang is definitely not far away, but when the sound of metal clashing sounded again, everyone felt as if they had experienced a vicissitudes of life, although this feeling was absurd.

The two did not rush back and forth as just now, only to see them control the horse with one hand, and raise the weapon with the other hand to greet each other's vital points, the two horses are like a merry-go-round around the center of the circle, but unfortunately there is no beautiful music around them, there is no warm and romantic atmosphere. Some are just the deafening cheers and the cacophony of metal crashes, and the unyielding, undying persistence.

"When ......" Wen Chou raised his knife and cut out the right front hoof of Zhao Yun's mount, Zhao Yun didn't allow him to hurt his mount, and stabbed the heavy blade of the knife, knocking Wen Chou's knife away, and then pulled out the gun, and the head of the gun went straight to the abdomen of Wen Chou's mount.

Wen Chou's knife was useless, and he immediately drew his knife back to defense, and after blocking Zhao Yun's shot, he raised his knife over his head, and then swung it down like a mountain cracking stone.

If he was slashed by Wen Chou's knife, I am afraid that his body must be stitched together before burying Zhao Yun, how could Zhao Yun be cut by him? I saw that the gun in Zhao Yun's hand stabbed Wen Chou's lower abdomen like a poisonous dragon coming out of a hole, and he didn't care about the knife that fell on his head! This is completely a lose-lose situation, if it continues to develop normally, Zhao Yun will inevitably be cut into two pieces, and Wen Chou will also be pierced through the lower abdomen, Wen Chou's death will not be so miserable at different times, but it is unavoidable!

Of course, Wen Chou was unwilling to die with Zhao Yun, and after feeling Zhao Yun's determination to die with the enemy, he immediately withdrew his knife, and at the same time, Zhao Yun also chose to give up.

The two glanced at each other, and then they started ping-pong.

After more than 60 years, the two of them couldn't help but breathe heavily, and their physical strength gradually became exhausted.

Wen Chou saw that the long-term struggle was fruitless, and it was probably difficult to win no matter how much he consumed, so he planned to win by surprise. I saw Wen Chou holding Zhao Yun's spear and swinging his knife to attack several times, and after forcing Zhao Yun to parry frequently, he suddenly beat his horse and retreated to his own army.

Zhao Yun sneered and urged the horse to chase.

Suddenly, Wen Chou threw a knife on the ground, untied the hard bow from the saddle with one hand, took an arrow with the other, and turned around to Zhao Xin is chest and abdomen.

Zhao Yun was lonely and ignorant in the hands of Gongsun Zan that day, Wen Chou knew very little about him, on the contrary, Wen Chou has always been Yuan Shao's confidant and favorite general, and his reputation is far and wide, Zhao Yun has long figured out his life, just when Wen Chou fled back to his own position, Zhao Yun expected that the arrogant Wen Chou would never escape from his hands when the victory or defeat was not scored, so he was always on guard against Wen Chou. Sure enough, as soon as he chased more than ten zhang, a strong wind came to his face, Zhao Yun, who had been prepared, did not panic, let go of the horse's belly with his legs, leaned sideways to the right, and the whole person suddenly slid from the right side of the horse's belly, and the evil arrow roared past, but Zhao Yun was not injured at all.

After the arrow flew, Zhao Yun stretched out his right foot and lightly touched the ground, and then jumped back to the galloping mount with his strength.

"Come and don't go, it's ...... to be rude," Zhao Yunlang said, inserting his spear into the loess, and taking a crossbow from the saddle: "Wen Chou took the ......" said while pulling the trigger.

Wen Chou took the knife in his hand after an arrow failed, and was about to turn around and fight again, but saw an arrow flying forward, only to see his hand raise the knife and fall, sweep the arrow away, and laughed proudly: "Zhao Yun Xiao'er, but like ...... Ah......" Before the triumphant words were finished, Wen Chou suddenly screamed in horror. It turned out that Wen Chou found that Zhao Yun's arrow was useless, so he didn't panic, only to see Zhao Yun pull the strange crossbow in his hand, and the crossbow that was supposed to be rewound and released turned out to be an incredible arrow.

No matter how surprised he was, he could only figure out the reason for it afterwards, and now his top priority was to save his life! In the end, it was the battlefield general, after a scream, he suddenly calmed down, and it was too late to raise his knife to sweep down the galloping arrows, so he had to follow Zhao Yun's legs and let go of his mount, and slid directly into the belly of the horse.

Zhao Yun didn't let people do it, and he shot an arrow at Wen Chou under the horse's belly. Wen Chou didn't have time to think about it, his hands and feet loosened, and he fell to the ground.

Zhao Yun's arrow missed again, but he was not discouraged, and quickly pulled the crossbow, and the arrows rained down on Wen Chou.

Wen Chou didn't care about losing face, rolled on the spot, and avoided three arrows one after another, after all, because of the appearance of the strange crossbow in the opponent's hand, he lost the first move after being hit and fell into a passive beating. Finally, Wen Chou could not avoid the fifth arrow, which hit his left leg, and the great pain and wound of the arrow greatly affected his movement, and the sixth arrow immediately entered his throat, and a bloody arrow more than an inch long came out of the back of his neck.

Wen Chou screamed, and subconsciously covered the wound on his throat with both hands, but blood kept gushing out from between his fingers......

"Ho...... Ho ......" Wen Chou vomited two mouthfuls of blood: "Lian...... Crossbow ...... "At the last moment of his life, he finally understood that the strange crossbow in Zhao Yun's hand was the Yizhou repeater that Liu Zhang had repeatedly performed when he attacked Dong Zhuo.

The fact that Liu Zhang had a repeating crossbow in his hand inevitably reached the ears of outsiders after Dong Zhuo's demise, and people who had not seen it with their own eyes often chose to scoff at it, maybe this is the common reaction of people when facing new things, right? Yuan Shao also got the news, but he thought that this was Liu Zhang's grandstanding, who could have imagined that there would be such a powerful weapon in this world? The so-called upward and downward effect is precisely because Yuan Shao despised this news, so that the entire Yuan Shao group had a negative attitude towards the existence of the repeater, so no one paid attention to it. I never thought that when Yuan Shaojun really faced it, he would lose a general because of it!

When he saw blood gushing out of Wen Chou's throat, Yuan Shaojun woke up from the shock, and by the time they shouted and swarmed up, Wen Chou had already stopped breathing! In fact, even if Zhao Yun just took out the repeater crossbow, Yuan Shaojun rushed up to rescue Wen Chou, and the ending would not change, because from the time Zhao Yun raised the repeater to Wen Chou's inability to shoot an arrow, it was just a matter between two or three breaths, and it was too late for Yuan Shaojun to react quickly.

When the Shu army saw that the enemy was rushing to its division commander and could not give an order, 10,000 wolf riders urged their horses to meet them.

Zhao Yun glanced at Wen Chou, who was not dead, and said, "If you didn't want to plot against me, I wouldn't retaliate with a tooth for a tooth...... I don't know if the soul of Wen Chou, who had not yet gone far, heard Zhao Yun's words.

The ensuing battle naturally ended with a complete victory for the Shu army.

After the death of the commander of Yuan Shaojun's army, his command was disordered and morale was low, and in the face of the bite of the 10,000 cavalry of the fourth division of the Janissary Guard, which was only half of the number of the Shu army, Yuan Shaojun, who was only half of the number of the Shu army, was defeated in only two rounds.

More than 1,300 people were killed in the battle, nearly 2,000 surrendered, and the rest fled directly in the direction of the Yin Pavilion when they saw that it was not good.

Zhao Yun knew that Yuan Shaojun's army was in front, and after covering for several miles, he collected the army and joined the First Cavalry Division and other units, and paraded more than ten miles away on the left side of the official road from Yuanxian County to Yinguan.