As long as the cavalry runs, in order to exert amazing power, for a while, thousands of iron cavalry surging out, like heavy thunder rolling across the field, the momentum is huge, the dust can almost cover people's eyes, Zhao Yun carefully selected these elite soldiers, like wolves and tigers, majestic and staggering.

Zhao Yun's cavalry was like thunder and furious waves, ruthlessly crushing over like mountains and seas.

"Array, meet the enemy." Zhang Yan was taken aback, and hurriedly shouted loudly.

But the team was all in chaos, not to mention that his men and horses did not have strict discipline on weekdays, and it was difficult to assemble in such a short period of time.

Zhao Yun was like a white lightning, he took the lead in approaching, his sword eyebrows suddenly raised, his eyes flashed two compelling cold lights, and he started with a shot, and in just an instant, he overturned a captain of the Black Mountain Army.

Wang Dang was stunned for a moment, raised his knife to meet it, less than three rounds, Zhao Yun made a move to blame the python out of the hole, pierced the heart, Zhao Yun danced the spear, madly rushed forward to kill, where the people turned on their horses, the enemy was killed, the silver spear was like an angry dragon out of the sea, no one is the enemy.

Behind Zhao Yun, a thousand iron horsemen rushed wildly at the same time, with a huge momentum and billowing smoke and dust.

The soldiers have long been holding back their strength, Zhang Yan has repeatedly made inches, and everyone has been angry, I can't wait to kill all these people, all of them are rushing forward behind Zhao Yun, everyone is vying for the first, all of them are brave, all of them are happy, the black mountain army ghosts that are killed cry wolf howl, crying father and mother are dead and wounded, the Han army is merciless, beating the water dogs.

The Montenegrin army doesn't look at the number of people, but it is not useful at all, let them fight with the wind, in the face of the unstoppable Han cavalry like a huge wave, before they have much to fight, the companions have already killed and wounded hundreds of people, the timid are frightened and crying, a burst of armor abandoned, like a low tide to the north to disperse.

People shouted horses neighing, the sound of killing shook the sky, Zhao Yun took the lead, led people to rush into the formation, turned the Black Mountain Army upside down, set off a burst of bloody rain, cavalry urged horses like the wind, rows of deadly spears desperately stabbed out, accompanied by terrible screams, the enemy soldiers fell to the ground one by one, were overturned by sharp spears, and more people were knocked to the ground by tall war horses, and then trampled by iron horses, exclaiming again and again.

Zhang Yan shouted desperately at the top of her throat, "Don't mess up, stabilize me." ”

He wanted to gather the men and horses together, even if there were a lot of casualties, Zhang Yan's troops still had an advantage, but everyone was all killed and trapped, and they couldn't call it at all, some ran to the east, some ran to the west, shouted, ran, and were in a mess, their lives were almost unsaved, who cared about Zhang Yan's orders.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yan's team was cut into several sections, the war horses neighed and rushed in, the Han cavalry stabbed bravely with their spears, bursts of blood-colored flowers rose in mid-air, the severed heads were rolled around by the horseshoe boring, and the stabbed enemy soldiers struggled powerlessly until they were trampled into a puddle of flesh, and the gurgling blood gathered into one pool after another, and then gradually solidified, purple, and turned black.

Zhang Yan is not an idle person, she reluctantly gathered thousands of people to resist desperately, and she was not willing to admit defeat.

The two sides fought, the fight was quite fierce, and the battle situation in Liushi Town naturally could not escape Tian Feng's ears and eyes, after getting the news, a trace of excitement flashed in Tian Feng's eyes: "Okay, it's finally a fight, I know that Zhao Yun won't be obedient, obviously his patience with Zhang Yan has reached the limit, Junyi, gather people immediately, it's time for us to take action." ”

"Strategist, do you really want to do this? The lord has explained that we are not allowed to attack Zhao Yun. ”

"Hehe, Jun Yi, who can prove that it is our hands, I have asked people to prepare thousands of sets of clothes for the Black Mountain Army, we can pretend to be Zhang Yan's reinforcements this time, Zhao Yun only has a thousand cavalry by his side, and he has to fight with Zhang Yan, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Zhao Yun is very smart, in order to let Zhang Yan relax his guard, from the beginning, he only brought a thousand people with him, sure enough, Zhang Yan was fooled, and there were fewer and fewer people around him, and Zhao Yun seized the opportunity, but Zhao Yun never thought that the praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches were behind, This time he is dead, and even Zhang Yan, if he can, must be eliminated together. ”

If it was Zhang He before, he would definitely think that Tian Feng's methods were a little inferior or even despicable, but now that Zhang He has fully grown up, he wants to be quite a qualified commander, and the kindness of a woman is absolutely unacceptable.

Tian Feng worked hard, all for Jizhou, for Yuan Shao, even if Zhang He admired Zhao Yun in his heart, he couldn't show mercy.

"Okay, I'll get ready right away."

Zhang He agreed, turned around and strode away, and in a short time, the five thousand 'Black Mountain Army' rushed to Liushi Town as fast as the wind.

On the outskirts of Liushi Town, the blood stained the earth, completely killing the set, the remnant sun slanted westward, and on the grass within a radius of more than ten miles, there were layers of corpses everywhere, mixed with bloody war horses, and the warm smell of blood filled the entire joint stock with the bleak autumn wind, which made people vomit violently.

After a fierce battle, most of the Black Mountain Army has been killed and wounded, and only a few hundred remnants led by Zhang Yan are still resisting.

Zhao Yun urged the mount, the jade lion flew with four hooves, and rushed straight towards Zhang Yan, and the dozens of enemy soldiers in front of Zhao Yun were like wheat waves, either turning into dead corpses on the ground, or the frightened souls flew backwards like a tide.

Boom.

The soldiers were staggered, bursts of fierce sparks burst out in mid-air, blood rain splashed, and the blades that were knocked by Zhao Yun flew around, accompanied by the thunderous sound of horses' hooves, Zhao Yun came to Zhang Yan's approach.

Zhang Yan gritted her teeth and glared, still very unconvinced, "Zhao Yun, you have completely angered me, this is Youzhou, I will make you pay." ”

Before the words fell, Zhang Yan raised his hand and shot it.

The gun was like a wind, and in an instant, it was in front of Zhao Yun, Zhao Yun had already taken precautions, the horizontal gun was blocked in front of his chest, only to hear it, a fierce impact sound sounded in his ears, Zhang Yan took two steps back with the horse, and the expression on his face suddenly changed.

As the saying goes, as soon as an expert stretches out his hand, he will know if there is one.

Zhao Yun is skilled in arching horses, excellent marksmanship, since his debut, except for Lu Bu, there are few opponents, these years Zhao Yun has been fighting everywhere to block and kill, not only did not pull down the spearmanship, but became more and more refined, and furthermore, not only practiced the century-old Chaofeng spear, but also created a more powerful seven snake coil gun.

On the other hand, Zhang Yan, because the power of the Montenegrin Army is shrinking day by day, Zhang Yan has also become depressed, and his martial arts have gradually become abandoned, he has not competed with a master like Zhao Yun for a long time, so he fell into a disadvantage as soon as he fought, you come and go, and after fighting for less than 20 rounds, Zhang Yan is a little unbearable, attacking less and defending more, the armor is also messed up, sweating on his forehead, tired and panting, seeing that the situation is not good, Zhang Yan fights and retreats, looking for an opportunity to escape.