"Enemy Attack - Enemy Attack ——!"

As soon as they saw Zhao Yun, the Huns suddenly panicked.

After confirming that Zhao Yun only brought a thousand cavalry, the number was not much, and the Huns were somewhat relieved, King Zuo Xian urged the horse forward, raised the horse whip in his hand, pointed at Zhao Yun, and shouted angrily, "Zhao Yun, what do you want?" ”

Zhao Yun glanced at him lightly and said, "Heaven has the virtue of a good life, as long as you quickly put down your blade and surrender on your knees, I can give you a way to live, otherwise, you will die without a place to be buried." ”

"Hmph, that's really unreasonable, let me surrender, you dream!"

King Zuo Xian lost his troops one after another, and was tossed very miserably, he was very angry in his heart, seeing that Zhao Yun only brought such a few people, he dared to let him surrender, he simply didn't put him in his eyes, King Zuo Xian's heart suddenly lit up, raised his horsewhip, and resolutely ordered, "Catch Changshan Zhao Zilong for me." ”

King Zuo Xian thought to himself, now that he was trapped in the mountains, if he could capture Zhao Yun alive and have him as a hostage, Zhao Yun's subordinates would definitely get out of the way.

"Kill!"

The Huns shouted and roared, and rushed over in a swarm, although the morale was low and the formation was scattered, but after all, there were only a few thousand iron horsemen around Zhao Yun, and the Huns were bold, thinking that Zhao Yun must be unable to escape at this moment.

Zhao Yun smiled, and immediately ordered, "The rear team will become the front team, and evacuate quickly." ”

Zhao Yun deliberately showed weakness, turned around and evacuated, the Huns were ecstatic, and they all chased after them madly, Zhao Yun and others were not in a hurry, and led the Huns to the Black Wind Canyon, Zhao Yun just led people to rush through the canyon, and suddenly the figures on the slopes on both sides flashed, and there was an earth-shaking shout of killing, and King Zuo Xian was taken aback, "It's not good, it's a trick!" ”

But without waiting for him to order, accompanied by the rumbling war drums, countless rolling logs and gravels rolled from the hillside, for a while, the sky collapsed, the rolling wood was ruthless, the boulders fell like a rainstorm, the Huns suddenly became a mess, only one photo, hundreds of people were killed and wounded, the team was also divided into several pieces, the end could not be taken into account, in order to survive, all of them fought separately, ran around, trampled on each other, and competed with each other.

The front team ran forward, the back ran backward, chaotic, disorganized, and out of order.

Zhao Yun was in front of the canyon, deliberately let the team pull away for a distance, the Huns finally rushed out of the canyon, Zhao Yun raised his silver gun high, and gave an order, "Kill!" ”

The horse took the lead, urging the horse to rush over, and a thousand knights followed him, each brandishing his sword and spear, and struggling forward.

The horse's hooves are like rain, a thousand iron horsemen are like thunder rolling, the mountain torrent roars, and the sound is magnificent, which is equivalent to ten thousand horses galloping.

Black Wind Canyon, the terrain is relatively special, here is the waist and belly of the gourd, although the canyon is steep and narrow, but the two sides are unobstructed, extremely open, very conducive to the war horse to kill.

Zhao Yun led a thousand iron horsemen like a raging wind, like a whirlwind speeding forward, the horses' hooves roared, the swords and guns were shining, like a black cloud, ruthlessly pressed towards the Huns.

The Huns who were in a panic and did not fall, they were frightened, they were all stupid, even if they wanted to turn around, not only did they have no way back, but it was too late to come up in time.

Even if you escape into the Black Wind Canyon, you will not escape the baptism of rolling wood and stones.

There is no escape, there is no retreat, the situation can be imagined, between the lightning and flint, Yanyun Iron Cavalry killed in front of him, and the screams rose in response, no less than dozens of Huns and men and horses were inevitably knocked out, and the deadly knives and guns flashed mercilessly, and the flesh and blood were splashed in mid-air, and the dead bodies were thrown away.

The Yanyun Iron Cavalry seems to be fighting as a whole, but it is different from other cavalry phalanxes, they are not only a whole, but also divided into many small cone-shaped phalanxes, in groups of three, working together with each other, responding at any time, and at any time, there will be no single combat.

The cavalry charge was fierce and unstoppable, and as it continued to roll forward, the momentum gradually slowed down, and at this time, the small conical queue exerted an astonishing power, and the Huns were surprised to find that although they were still numerous, no matter which Han army was attacked, they would face the opposite situation of the enemy.

Attacking one of them, someone will immediately respond, not only that, but the Huns will also cut the small phalanx of Yanyun Iron Cavalry into a lot of disorganized pieces, the more chaotic they are, the more Yan Yun Iron Cavalry has no pressure, and it has exerted its incisive lethality.

At the end of a charge, Zhao Yun reined in his horse and turned around, and the Yanyun Iron Cavalry only paid less than 20 casualties, but the Huns suffered nearly 1,000 casualties at once.

Turning the horse's head, without giving the Huns any respite, the thunderous sound of the horse's hooves sounded again, the dust rose, and the Yanyun Iron Cavalry launched a new round of charge again.

King Zuo Xian was blocked on the other side of the valley, and the situation on the other side was not known at all, Zhao Yun led people to quickly eat away at the Huns who rushed through the valley, and Jing Nan and Shanjia each led 500 people to continue to ambush the enemy soldiers who had no time to escape from the valley.

Rolling wood, stones, arrow rain, splitting heads and covering faces, accompanied by sharp howling, wave after wave of torrential rain poured into the valley, the Huns' horse team in the valley was crowded, trampling on each other, people turned over on their backs, countless dead and wounded, in this narrow valley, the Huns' cavalry could not gallop, could not move, let alone escape, it was very difficult to turn around, only human flesh was like a live target, waiting for the arrival of death.

King Zuo Xian ordered people to climb the high mountain to deal with the ambushed Han army, Jing Nan and Shanjia saw that they were good, and they quickly evacuated with a whistle.

On Zhao Yun's side, in less than an hour, four or five thousand enemies were killed, and all the Huns who rushed through the canyon, without exception, became ghosts under their swords.

King Zuo Xian was discouraged, led people to evacuate the Black Wind Canyon, counted them, and the number of people plummeted from the original 30,000 to 20,000, and the rest of these people were also exhausted and frightened, and they all lowered their heads and sighed, as if they had lost their souls.

After the battle, Zhao Yun sent the team into the dense forest to repair, and he led another wave of 1,000 cavalry to continue the pursuit of King Zuoxian.

The total number of Yanyun Iron Cavalry was 5,000 people, and Zhao Yun was divided into five teams, each team of 1,000 people, taking turns to rest to ensure that each team was always full of energy and fighting spirit.

When Zhao Yun appeared in front of King Zuo Xian again, King Zuo Xian was like seeing a ghost, he turned around and ran away in fright, and many Huns simply threw away their blades, immediately knelt down on the side of the road, and raised their hands to surrender.

Zhao Yun gathered more than 3,000 soldiers, and then continued to chase and kill King Zuoxian, just like that, he was tossed for three days, and there were only two thousand poor people left around King Zuoxian, and the frightened King Zuo Xian did not dare to stay on the mountain road, and all fled into the jungle.

For Zhao Yun, in the deep mountains and jungles, Yanyun Iron Cavalry still has a desperate advantage.