Ma Tie also saw Zhang Fei and said loudly: "Zhang Fei, Liu Bei's downfall is a foregone conclusion, if you know the current affairs, surrender to my lord, I, Ma Tienian, may intercede for you in the feelings of my old colleagues." ”

He actually beckoned Zhang Fei to take off and land in front of thousands of Han soldiers.

Zhang Fei suddenly came to his senses, was furious, and scolded: "Ma Tie, you shameless traitor, you dare to betray Your Majesty, I have to kill you!" ”

Ma Tie was lazy to talk nonsense with him, and the silver spear pointed at Zhang Fei and shouted: "Crossbowman, aim at that recalcitrant man, shoot me to death!" ”

When the order was passed, more than 30 nearby crossbowmen immediately shot at Zhang Fei.

Arrows rained down and swooped down on Zhang Fei.

Zhang Fei didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly danced the snake spear and blocked the attacking arrows.

Along the front line of the city, the Han soldiers whose fighting spirit was destroyed have been killed and wounded by the Wei army in the blink of an eye, and the offensive has suffered a serious setback.

Dozens of steps away, Liu Bei's gray face was already stiff and petrified, and he couldn't feel cold even if the wind and snow hit his face.

"Why, why is this happening? Why is this happening? ”

His voice was hoarse, and he muttered to himself over and over again, and his sunken eyes were filled with unprecedented sadness and confusion.

He was puzzled by Yang Fu's strategy, how subtle it was, and why it was still seen through by Su Zhe.

He was shocked that this last hope of a comeback was dashed, and he and his Han Kingdom were only one breath away from destruction.

"Your Majesty, Yang Fu's strategy has been discovered, and the Wei army has already prepared, so withdraw the troops." Zhao Yun beside him persuaded.

Liu Bei's body was shocked, he gritted his teeth, he was extremely sad and indignant, and his eyes were full of deep unwillingness.

Even if Wei Jun saw through his plan, even if Wei Jun had already taken precautions, he was still unwilling to give up.

After all, it was his last hope.

"Even if the Wei thieves are on guard, I see that the enemy army is only 10,000, maybe we still have a chance to attack it." Liu Bei said in a trembling voice, still thinking of luck.

Zhao Yun's face changed, and he said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, at this time, how can you still be lucky, since the Su thief has seen through our strategy, it will never be as simple as just sending 10,000 soldiers and horses to increase the defense, I am afraid that if we don't leave, we won't be able to leave!" ”

Liu Bei shuddered, a deep chill swept behind him, and he suddenly remembered the painful experience again and again.

He suddenly came to his senses, and he didn't dare to have any luck, so he shouted anxiously: "Quick, spread my will, the whole army retreats, and quickly retreats to Longxi!" ”

Woo woo ~ ~

At this moment, in the southeast direction of Yongcheng, the horn of slaughter sounded, piercing the sky.

Liu Bei looked for the sound, and saw the rolling snow and mist covering the sky, and in the flying dust and mist, countless cavalry figures, like ghostly riders rushing out of the cold ice hell, were surging to kill.

The battle flag of the word "Wen" is dazzling and flying!

It was the iron cavalry of the Wei army led by Wen Chou, who went out of the city from the east gate and went around to the flank of the Han army, to launch a fatal blow to the Han army.

"Ride...... Cavalry? Liu Bei's mouth opened wide in surprise, and he almost fell off the horse.

At this moment, he realized that his retreat order was too late.

Su Zhe not only increased the defense of 10,000 infantry troops, but also hid 10,000 iron cavalry to deal him a devastating blow.

In the blink of an eye, the Wei army's iron cavalry arrived.

Wen Chou charged forward, the big gun in his hand fluttered, and everywhere he passed, he stabbed countless Han soldiers who were awakened and panicked to the ground.

10,000 Great Wei iron cavalry, like a huge black spear on the snow field, rolled all the way, blocking and tearing apart the 50,000 Han troops who were besieging the city.

Thousands of Han soldiers were knocked to the ground, shattered by blades, and fell to a pool of blood with a howl.

The Han army was like ants, shattered by the Wei army's blink of an eye, with countless casualties and fell into a state of collapse.

Zhang Fei was grief-stricken and indignant, but he was powerless to save the defeat, so he could only obey Liu Bei's call and hastily withdraw his troops.

"Pang De, quickly speed your cavalry to intercept Wei Cai, otherwise we will be wiped out!" Zhang Fei fled on horseback and yelled at Pang De.

At this time, Pound, still leading his five thousand iron horsemen, was gathering at the city gate, waiting to rush into the city and kill him.

Unexpectedly, the situation was sudden, he did not crush the Wei army, but the iron cavalry of the Wei army descended from the sky and crushed his Han army.

Pound also panicked, heard the sound of Jin Ming, and immediately wanted to retreat.

At this moment, Zhang Fei gave him an order to resist the iron cavalry of the Wei army.

"Are you kidding, in this case, how can you stop it!"

Pang De scolded in his heart, but he didn't dare to disobey the order, so he gritted his teeth and led his five thousand Xiliang iron horsemen to rush up.

The two iron horses, in the chaos of the army, collided violently, and in an instant, people turned on their backs, which was extremely tragic.

At this time, the Xiliang cavalry has long lost their former bravery, and their fighting spirit has long been destroyed in repeated defeats.

And now, in the case of defeat, their spiritual fighting spirit has long fallen to the bottom, how can they still have the courage to fight with the Wei army.

As soon as they rushed, the Han cavalry collapsed and turned around and fled south.

"Don't retreat, give me a flank of the enemy!" Pound slashed with his sword, roaring with rage.

The blade passed, and the Wei army that collided head-on was ruthlessly chopped by him like paper paste.

With his own bravery, Pang De stubbornly withstood the oncoming Wei army's iron cavalry, which was like a wave, and actually stabilized the situation slightly.

The fleeing Xiliang cavalry, infected by the bravery of their main general, plucked up a little courage, turned back and killed the Wei army again.

A fierce cavalry confrontation unfolded outside the south gate of Yongcheng and on this blood-stained snowfield.

Wen Chou, who was rushing wildly, found Pang De who killed all sides at a glance, and it was expected that he must be a fierce general of the Han State, and immediately aroused his ambition and fighting spirit, and shouted: "Hebei Wen Chou is here, I can't tolerate you to be rampant, and the head is left for Lao Tzu!" ”

In the midst of the loud shouts, Wen Chou stepped on the snow and rushed over, breaking through the chaotic army like chopping waves, and the blood-stained spear in his hand wrapped up the vast snow waves, stabbing towards Pang De.

"Wen Chou, what kind of thing are you, are you worthy of fighting with my Pound, don't you think you can do it!"

Pang De is a fierce general, martial arts are only under Ma Chao, how proud he is, he will put Wen Chou in his eyes.

He let out a fierce roar, slapped his horse and knocked over the Wei army that was blocking the way, and dragged his war knife to rush up, and the blade rolled up the bloody snow and dust in the air, like a huge grinding disc of red and white, and slashed up against Wen Chou.

In an instant, the two horses collided.

Swords and guns bombarded each other in the air.

Rumble!

With a loud sound like the sky collapsing and the earth cracking, the two snow waves collided violently, and countless snow blades shot out in all directions, which were actually attached with a fierce and incomparable force, piercing countless two sergeants.

The two rode by the wrong horse, quickly turned their horses, passed through the flying snow and dust, suppressed the agitated qi and blood all the way, and then rushed towards each other.

In this move, the two have tried each other's martial arts, and they are indistinguishable.

Throat! Throat! Throat!

The two riders hedged back and forth, and the bursting snow swelled again and again, setting off the dust that covered the sky.

The two fierce generals of the five tiger level, each with their own life martial arts, took out a desperate posture, and fought together.

At the head of the city, Su Zhe had walked out of the city tower, and the golden figure stood at the head of Yongcheng County.

When he appeared in the eyes of thousands of soldiers, the soldiers of the Wei army were full of blood, waving the weapons in their hands and shouting "Long live the Son of Heaven".

The Han army, which was being rushed and killed, was shocked when they saw the emperor of Great Wei appear at the head of the city, and their already collapsed will was shattered.

Su Zhe looked down at the devastated enemy army, pulled out his sword from the sky, pointed towards the outside of the city, and shouted: "Open the city gate, the whole army goes out, kill!" ”

The order was laid, the closed gates were opened, and the drawbridge fell with a bang.

Zhang Yiyi took the lead, led the Wei army's foot soldiers, poured out of the city like a tide, and pounced on the defeated and fleeing enemy soldiers.

The infantry cavalry attacked inside and outside, killing 50,000 Han troops with ghosts and wolves, and countless casualties.

In the chaos of the army, Zhang Ren cut a bloody path and went straight to the battle group of Pang De and Wen Chou.

"Pound, Zhang Ren is here, you still don't get off the horse and surrender!"

With a long whistle, Zhang Ren brandished his blood-stained war knife, like a killing god, and pounced on Pang De.

Pang De, who was fighting to the point of victory or defeat, suddenly heard a familiar cheer, squinted his eyes, and saw that it was Zhang Ren who killed him, and his face couldn't help but change.