The confrontation between the two armies was extremely depressing for a while, especially the ordinary soldiers on both sides, which was both embarrassing and uncomfortable.

Listening to the shouting and killing sound that was getting closer and closer behind, Jensen knew that there was not much time left for him, and it was estimated that there were only nearly 100 people behind him who could run out, and the others were afraid that they would stay in it completely, although Jensen was impulsive, but he was very righteous, because of his recklessness, nearly 10,000 brothers died tonight, and Jensen's heart was completely filled with guilt at this time.

"Zhang He, you Han people are really despicable!" didn't make a move, Jensen just held the reins in one hand and a gun in the other, and whispered to Zhang He.

The corners of Zhang He's mouth lifted slightly, with a sneer, as the saying goes, soldiers are not tired of deceit, success and defeat, war only needs to investigate the results, and only the losers in the process of accountability, because they have to find a reason to excuse their failures.

To deal with the Huns, let alone ambushes, it is not too much to do a little more.

"Jensen, aren't you stupid?"

For Zhang He's sneer, Jensen's hand holding the gun couldn't help but clench tighter, Yu Guang glanced at the Hun warriors behind him, Jensen was determined, he wanted to take the remaining brothers out, since it was his fault, then he had to be responsible, the love of the dead brothers can only be repaid in the next life, and the living should be now.

Jensen's whole person rose sharply at this moment, but there was an unprecedented firmness on his somewhat hideous face.

The wild wolf transformed by the blue Xuan Qi above also became more ferocious, baring its teeth and grinning, if it was real, I am afraid that I would be able to see the drip of saliva.

At the last moment, Jensen did not lose his responsibility as a general, even though he knew that he had little chance of winning against Zhang He, but Jensen still made a move.

With his feet between the horse's belly, Jensen rushed towards Zhang He with a spear.

In the face of Jensen who rushed to kill, Zhang He put away all his contempt, he is not the kind of arrogant general, let alone the slightest contempt for the opponent when fighting, he will not joke with his own life, Zhang He only firmly believes that the lion and the rabbit also need all his strength!

With a quick hand, he picked up the long knife inserted in the ground, and Zhang He rushed towards Jensen.

"Bell!"

When the guns and knives collided, a piercing sound was heard, and a wave of air spread out in all directions centered on the position of the fight, and the snow on the ground was blown away!

A wrestling has since begun, but on the surface, Zhang He has the upper hand faintly, and Jensen is a little unable to press, and his body is not as easy and straight as before, but it is very difficult, and his waist is about to be crushed.

On the side of the blade, the pressure suddenly lost, and before Jensen could be happy, he became nervous again, and Zhang He's knife sharpened the handle of the gun and went towards Jensen's hand holding the gun.

With a quick eye, Jensen quickly let go, and his other hand looped around his back, and with the help of the dropped spear, he pulled it back from behind.

Zhang He's knife did not take back after the stroke, but continued to draw on the trend, and when he drew behind him, his hands also made a handover, but after taking over, Zhang He's hand was slightly sent, and the long knife ran out When the whole long knife was about to fly away, Zhang He held the end of the long knife again.

Seeing Zhang He, whose attack range was twice as large, Jensen hurriedly withdrew his left hand and protected his body with a spear.

When Zhang He's knife slashed, there was a faint red light.

The two collided again, but this time there was no noticeable change in sound, and the two separated.

"Boom!" After a knife, the long knife in Zhang He's hand was immediately inserted into the ground, and as for Jensen in front of him, he was shocked, his eyes were wide, but he really looked like he was dead.

On the spear in front of him, there is a thin red line, not only the body of the gun, but Jensen's neck also has this red line, but it is not as difficult to find as on the spear, but it is a little thick, look carefully, everyone can't help but be surprised, the people and horses on the Huns side are desperate, because the red line on Jensen's neck is faintly oozing blood at this time, and it is the blood oozing out that makes the red line much more obvious.

"Bang!"

Jensen fell from his horse, his body slammed on the frozen ground, but his body was motionless, obviously dead and could not die anymore, but his eyes were as wide as copper bells, as if he was dead, as if he was dead, he did not expect that he would be defeated in just three moves.

Riding a horse and walking to Jensen's corpse, Zhang He snorted coldly inexplicably, as if to say that in five years, if he has not advanced to the eighth order of the Xuan, then what face will he have to lead the Yongliang army.

That's right, Zhang He's killing of Jensen relied on the strength of the eighth-order mystery, and only the eighth-order mystic could achieve the external condensation of the mystical power, causing extremely strong penetration.

After Jensen's death, the Hun iron horsemen who followed him before all glanced around, with a look of fear, even their general Jensen was beheaded by Zhang He's three knives, so wouldn't they be sent to death if they went up again!

Soon, there was another sound of neat footsteps, which were Wei soldiers lying in ambush on both sides, most of them holding strong bows and holding thin string longbows first. At this time, he opened a posture against the remaining Huns, holding a broken arrow, ready to shoot at any time.

For these Huns who often harassed the border in the Han Dynasty before, Zhang He did not have the slightest mercy and hesitation, with the warrant, the strong bow erected around was instantly released, and a series of hateful arrows were shot out, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of the Huns present, just a moment, no one in the field could stand, including the war horse under his crotch, and they were shot and killed on the spot.

At the other end, Liu Bao and Dai Yan are leading the remaining 20,000 Hun iron horsemen to retreat north, what Lingzhou granary is fully stocked, which can be used for winter, to hell with it, even if you get food, you have to have a chance to eat, since he saw the continuous fire in the dead woods, Liu Bao knew that he had to feel right again, there was indeed an ambush in front, and it was impossible to rescue him forward.

Where the Wei army is ambushed, it is enough to take down their 30,000 people, and the rescue will not only not succeed, but will send another 20,000 heads to the opposite side, after figuring it out, Liu Bao did not hesitate this time, and directly ordered the withdrawal of the army.

In the northern part of Shanxi, outside the realm of Cao Wei, on a piece of open land with nothing on all sides, a soldier and horse dressed in military uniforms appeared in a hurry, looking very anxious, not daring to stop at all, the soldier kept pumping the horse under his crotch, eager to run faster.

"Whoosh!" After the sound of breaking wind, a figure fell from the horse in the crowd, leaving only a lone figure lying motionless on the cold ground after the crowd ran past.

"Click! Click! ”

There was another roar, and a group of soldiers and horses with different uniforms from the previous ones were also galloping forward, and were struggling to pursue the men and horses in front, both in terms of military appearance and numbers, it seemed to be much stronger.