The cavalry at the front were in a chaotic formation, carrying their respective warriors into the enemy formation, and after a long battle, they were stabbed by spears and fell to the ground.

Swords, guns, swords and halberds fought each other, and they kept clanging, and sometimes sparks burst out under the heavy blows, and the severed heads were trampled and kicked around by people, and the slashed arms and heavenly spirit covers flew all over the sky and sprinkled patches of blood rain.

The pierced chest and throat spewed arrow-like blood fountains, and the generals of the Cao army still shouted in hoarse voices, and the soldiers wielded their blades and struggled in the pool of blood.

Even if they are suddenly attacked and the situation is passive, the Cao family soldiers are all elites who have broken out of the sea of corpses and blood, especially those who have become famous, they are even more brave and good at fighting, and they are unstoppable.

Xiahou Yuan urged the horse to dance the spear, and personally led hundreds of cavalry like a sharp knife, rushing over against the mighty Yellow Turban soldiers.

Xiahou Yuan's spear was like a gale, one shot at a time, the moves were merciless, the eyes of the killing were blood-red, setting off a bloody wind, and the cavalry behind him was also like a fierce tiger, tearing open a hole in the well-formed yellow scarf.

The horses neighed and rushed in, and the infantry stabbed bravely with their spears, colliding with each other's swords and spears, and sometimes sparks. The severed heads were bore and rolled around, and the stabbed horses struggled feebly until they were trampled into a puddle of flesh.

The battle was truly tragic, and from a distance, the bubbling blood gathered into one pool after another, and then gradually coagulated, purple, and blackened.

Xiahou Yuan's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he quickly locked on Wu Anguo and urged the horse to kill him.

And Tai Shici also rushed to Cao Hong's approach, and he didn't talk nonsense, he stabbed with a gun, and the 'big python out of the hole' gun was like thunder, thunder, Cao Hong was not ambiguous, waved the knife to block, and there was a loud bang, and the two of them were taken aback.

Cao Hong sighed, and then he was in good spirits, his fighting spirit was even higher, the big knife danced wildly, like the water of the Yangtze River endlessly, the blade roared, the cold light flickered, Tai Shici fought hard, and a spear also made it superb.

The two of you go back and forth, catch and fight, and the battle is getting more and more stale, but they can't tell the winner for a long time.

Zhao Yun also faced a member of Cao General, it was Xiahoudun's deputy general Han Tu, dismounted from his crotch, shot in his palm, and rushed up against Zhao Yun, with a posture that was not afraid of death, Zhao Yun shook a shot, and his body slammed into the horse's back, and the head of the gun suddenly changed direction, Han Tu was stunned, and he was pierced through the heart.

Zhao Yun's face sank like water, he used his strength with one hand, and when he picked it out, Han Tu flew up, and a few Cao soldiers behind him didn't have time to dodge, and they were smashed and staggered, and they fell several.

Zhao Yun urged the horse forward, the horse's hooves did not stop at all, the spears stabbed out one after another, and when he brushed his body, he had already sent the fallen Cao soldiers into the Yin Cao Underworld.

Shi Jian and Zhang Xi killed the two young generals at the same time, one left and one right, Shi Jian urged the horse to dance the gun, and when he got close, he raised the gun and stabbed, Zhao Yun did not dodge or dodge, and with a bang, the two guns collided, and a huge force instantly poured into Shi Lian's whole body.

Shi Lian's body shook, and the blade was knocked to the side, Shi Lian sighed, his face was full of surprise, Zhao Yun shot backhanded, and ran to the door in front of him, and the frightened Shi Lian hurriedly lowered his body, but although his head was dodged, the helmet was not spared, and he was picked off on the spot.

Zhang Xi saw that Zhao Yun's attention was focused on Shi Lian, and secretly approached, and the wheel knife slashed at the back of Zhao Yun's head, his expression was very proud, as if he had seen the scene where Zhao Yun was about to be split in half by him.

Seeing that he was about to slash Zhao Yun's shoulder, Zhao Yun's body suddenly flashed to the side, and the blade almost slid past Zhao Yun's armor.

Without waiting for a change of move, Zhao Yun's body suddenly leaned back, without looking, he instinctively stabbed a shot backwards, the spear was as fast as a meteor, and stabbed Zhang Xi with lightning speed, Zhang Xi couldn't dodge at all, he could only watch the spear pass through his body.

Zhao Yun pulled the gun back and continued to fight with Shi Lian, and in less than three rounds, Shi Lian was also killed.

Suddenly a scream came from the distance, Zhao Yun hurriedly followed the sound, only to see Wu Anguo was shot in the chest, his life was in danger, seeing that Xiahou Yuan was about to marry him, Zhao Yun hurriedly took out the bow and arrow from behind, almost didn't aim much, and shot an arrow quickly.

Xiahou Yuan just raised the gun again, only to feel a gust of wind coming from the back of his head, Xiahou Yuan was taken aback, quickly turned around and shot the gun out, with a clanging sound, Zhao Yun's arrow was knocked out, Xiahou Yuan is also a master of arrows, otherwise, he would not be able to block Zhao Yun's arrow so accurately.

Seeing that Wu Anguo was injured, Guan Hai hurriedly rushed over and waved his knife to block Xiahou Yuan.

Cao Cao stood in the crowd, anxiously looking at the fierce fighting around him, his heart sank for a while, although the number of these Yellow Turbans was not large, but they suddenly killed, and Cao Cao was caught off guard, and a handful of Cao Jun who stayed on the shore were fighting on their own, and they were all killed, but it was the Yellow Turban soldiers who made good use of the overall advantage and suppressed the Cao Army.

The situation is quite bad, Cao Cao glanced at Cao Chun and Xu Chu, and ordered, "You don't have to stay here, let's all go over, the current situation is very unfavorable to us, we must try our best to turn the situation around." ”

"Lord, what are you going to do when we're gone?" Xu Chu stomped his feet anxiously.

"Leave me alone, do it right away." Cao Cao's tone was resolute and could not be disobeyed.

Once put into the battlefield, it can not only inflict heavy losses on the enemy, but also greatly boost the morale of the officers and men of the three armies.

And the Tiger Guard led by Xu Chu is also an iron-blooded soldier who has been selected from the best, and they are all battle-hardened soldiers, and their combat power is extraordinary.

Seeing Cao Cao's resolute expression, the order obviously would not be changed, Cao Chun gritted his teeth and raised his sword high above his head, "Soldiers, kill with me-"

Xu Chu said that he couldn't leave Cao Cao alone, so he left him a hundred tiger guards, and then with a bang, he raised his big knife and killed the yellow turban.

The Tiger and Leopard Rider and Tiger Guard are like two indestructible sharp knives, and as soon as they enter the battlefield, the effect is immediate.

In an instant, dozens of Yellow Turban soldiers were overturned by the spears of the tiger and leopard riders, and many more were knocked to the ground by the tall war horses, and then trampled by the iron horses, screaming and screaming, and the Yellow Turban queue was torn open a big blood-colored gap.

The tiger and leopard ride like a huge wave, sweeping through the mountains and seas, and no one can resist it.

Cao Chun took the lead, rushing forward with his life, the long sword flew up and down, the wind and rain of the dance were impervious, it was really injured if it was rubbed, and it would die if it was touched, and the sword light was Huohuo, bringing up bursts of blood rain.

The horse's hooves roared, the momentum was like an angry wave, only a few hundred horsemen were no less than thousands of horses, the tiger and leopard rode in a neat and orderly manner, the spears were stabbed out in rows, and the yellow scarves that were close to them fell to the ground in pieces.

(End of chapter)