The temperature had dropped, the weather was extremely cold, the temperature on the ice was lower than on the shore, and the cavalry rushed wildly, and the cold wind blew mercilessly on the face, like a knife cut.

But they were fearless, still frantically whipping the horsewhip, urging the war horses under their crotch to run desperately.

Compared to death, this pain of the cold wind is nothing.

Everyone knows that this is their last hope of survival, and they must do everything they can.

Zhao Yun rode his horse to the forefront, his eyes always staring at the Wei camp on the south bank.

At the end of the eye, on the shore under the lights, the grain ships were frozen in the ice, and Wei Ying was quiet, and he didn't see any precautions.

Zhao Yun's eyes swept up with a hint of joy, and he secretly thought in his heart: "There is no endless road, and there is really hope for the big man." ”

He urged his horses to gallop faster and faster.

A moment later, with a neighing sound, the horse rushed across the ice and stepped onto the ferry.

"It's not good, the Han cavalry is coming, sound the gong quickly!"

"How did the enemy army come up, it's not good, the river is actually frozen!"

"Quickly release the arrows and stop the enemy horse!"

On the front line of the ferry, the sound of gongs suddenly rose, and the Wei soldiers on duty rushed to the shore one after another, trying to stop the Han army.

The next moment, they were stunned.

I saw that on the ice, there were endless iron horsemen of the Han army, not to mention thousands, just like ghost soldiers, surging on the ferry.

The enemy army is coming too fast, the number of cavalry is too large, how can he resist in a hurry.

"Kill all the Wei dogs—"

With an angry roar, a white flowing shadow took the lead in rushing to the ferry, Zhao Yun raised his gun and fell, splashing out a cold glow in the air, stabbing the throat of the five Wei pawns who were blocking in front of him on the spot.

Blood splattered, staining Zhao Yun's robes red, and the five Wei soldiers clutched their blood-spurting throats and knelt down in front of him with frightened faces.

Zhao Yun stood on the trestle like a god descending from the earth, raised his blood-stained silver spear high, and made a fierce move forward.

The tidal wave of Han cavalry, carrying the sound of killing like a group of beasts, surged past him and pounced on the panicked Wei army.

The Qianghu Han army easily overflowed the ferry, broke through the first line of defense of the Wei army, chased the scattered Wei army, and killed the hinterland of the grain camp.

At this time, the sound of gongs in the Wei camp had already risen, and a large number of Wei soldiers woke up, and under the reprimand of the generals, they got up from the warm bed, were driven out of the big tent, and hurriedly went to meet the Han cavalry who had been killed near the camp.

Zhang Ren immediately crossed his sword, stared at the Han army's iron cavalry that was rushing closer, his eyebrows twisted into a rope, and exclaimed: "The Han army is trapped in the lonely city on the north bank, and there is not even a boat raft, how did they rush to the south bank?" ”

Zhang Ren didn't have time to think about it, the Wei army had already been slaughtered, he could only grit his teeth, drink and reprimand the panicked grain battalion soldiers, and hastily form a battle line to block the enemy army.

Although there were nearly 30,000 soldiers and horses in the grain camp, most of them were only foot soldiers, and in the case of a sneak attack, it was almost impossible to resist the sudden impact of the cavalry.

Zhang Ren had no way out, the grain camp was very important, and he could only choose to carry it desperately.

Tens of thousands of Wei troops, under his reprimand, hastily formed a formation.

Before the formation was formed, in the head-on direction, the Han army's iron cavalry was already rolling in, launching a fatal attack on the Wei army's fragile defense line.

Twenty steps –

Ten Steps –

Five Steps –

The impact was imminent, Zhang Ren had already clenched the sword in his hand, and was ready to fight to the death after the fragile defense line in front of him was broken.

Woo woo ~ ~

At the critical moment, in the direction of the east, there was a sudden sound of a horn that killed a long distance.

Zhang Ren's body was shocked, and he suddenly looked in the direction where the horn sound came from, only to see that in the east direction, an iron horse was rolling along the river bank.

The banner of Wei is flying dazzlingly!

The Wei army's iron cavalry was killed by the Wei army's iron cavalry!

Zhang Ren was overjoyed and said in surprise: "The reinforcements came in such a timely manner, could it be that Your Majesty has seen through Liu Bei's sneak attack plan?" Your Majesty is really like a god! ”

Under the surprise, Zhang Ren's confidence was greatly boosted, he waved the big knife in his hand, and roared loudly: "The soldiers of Great Wei, Your Majesty's reinforcements have arrived, there is nothing to be afraid of, cheer up and destroy the invading enemy!" ”

Thousands of Wei soldiers, who were panicked, suddenly burst with confidence, and one by one they picked up their weapons as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, intending to fight the enemy to the death.

The fighting spirit of the Wei army was bursting, but the fighting spirit of the Han army was greatly defeated.

In the midst of the charge, they suddenly heard the sound of the horn, looked east, and were surprised to see countless Wei army iron cavalry, which was actually intercepting and killing.

In an instant, most of the arrogant fighting spirit of the Han army was shattered, and the speed of progress was subconsciously slowed down.

Late.

They were too close to Zhang Renjun, and before they could stop their pace, they had already crashed into him.

Blood splattered, screams suddenly erupted, and for a moment people turned on their backs.

The Wei army's front had not yet had time to be formed, and if the Han army accelerated with all its strength, it would definitely be able to break down in one fell swoop.

It's a pity that the appearance of the Wei army's iron cavalry shocked their spirits and made them subconsciously slow down the speed of their horses.

Chaos begins.

10,000 Han horsemen were blocked in front of the Wei army's infantry formation, and countless knights were cut off their horses, unable to advance or retreat for a while.

Zhao Yun's face had changed, and when he looked at Wei Jun, who had suddenly killed, his face was extremely surprised, and he was surprised: "What's the matter?" Even if the Wei army had reinforcements, it would be impossible for them to come so quickly, right? Could it be that the Su thief actually deduced Yang Fu's strategy? ”

"General Zhao, enemy reinforcements are coming, what should we do?" Yueji's panicked screams rang out beside him.

Zhao Yunxuan woke up and shouted: "Quickly withdraw the troops, retreat to the north bank, and retreat to Yuzhong City!" ”

Zhao Yun and Yue Ji turned their horses back, and 10,000 Qiang Hu iron riders were all demoralized, and they all turned around and rushed to the riverbank.

Just before half of the Han army had time to turn, the iron cavalry of the Wei army had already been killed like a black giant spear, clinging to the riverbank.

That silver-armored general, charging forward, the silver spear in his hand splashed out of ten thousand cold rays, harvesting the enemy's heads like mustard, and no one could stop it.

A battle flag with the word "horse" flew proudly behind him.

Xiliang Jinma is super killed.

Ma Chao, who was stained with blood, looked at the defeated enemies one after another, and in his bloody eyes, he couldn't help but feel a deep amazement, and sighed: "Your Majesty is really like a god, the Han army really stepped on the ice to sneak attack, Your Majesty is so resourceful, no wonder Liu Bei is not an opponent." ”

After sighing, the killing was even more vigorous, and Ma Chao waved thousands of iron horses, all the way through the panicked Han army, intercepting half of the enemy army in the camp.

The Han army, which was cut off from the way back, was like a headless fly, scurrying around, but was torn to pieces by the Wei army's foot cavalry, divided and surrounded, and mercilessly besieged.

The remaining iron cavalry of the Han army, like a lost dog, frantically fled onto the frozen Taoshui and fled towards the opposite bank.

In the camp, Ma Chao was on a rampage, and no one could stop him from harvesting the bloody heads.

Although he had the merit of surrendering the city, the merit was a bit vain, so he wanted to make a meritorious contribution in order to prove his strength and gain a firm foothold in the Wei army.

Today, it is rare to bump into this great achievement, how can he miss it, naturally he is trying his best to kill wantonly.

When he was about to kill, Ma Chao saw a familiar figure in the blood mist.

It was Yueji, the king of Xiqiang, who was wielding a big sword, desperately slashing and killing to the north, trying to break out of the Wei army's volley and flee to the opposite bank.

"The head of the King of Xiqiang should be a great achievement......

The corners of Ma Chao's mouth raised a hideous sneer, slapped the horse and dragged the gun diagonally forward, and roared wildly: "Ma Chao is here, Yue Ji, leave your dog's head!" ”

Yue Ji, who was desperately trying to break through, suddenly heard a familiar roar, looked back, and was shocked to see Ma Chao shooting him, and he was shocked and changed color in an instant.

The prestige of Xiliang Ma Chao was originally powerful in Xiqiang, so that the Qiang people were all afraid of it.

Yue Ji, as the king of Xinxiqiang, also fought against the Ma family army back then, and had seen Ma Chao's extraordinary martial arts, so he naturally knew how strong this Xiliang lion was.

Now that he is surrounded here, it was already dangerous enough, but he bumped into Ma Chao and killed him, and Yue Ji instantly smelled the breath of death.

The front road was blocked, and Ma Chao pursued him on the back road, and he had no way out but to fight to the death.

Thinking of this, Yue Ji gritted his teeth and scolded: "Ma Chao, you traitor, this king will take your head for the Son of Heaven!" ”

In the roar, Yue Ji plucked up his courage, clamped the horse's belly, slapped the horse and danced the knife, and collided with Ma Chao.

The two horsemen pierced through the chaotic army, dragging a long blood-colored tail, and collided together in an instant.

Knives and guns collided like lightning.

Throat!

An earth-shattering metallic roar and flying sparks illuminated Yueji's terrifying and painful expression.

The force under the blow was as heavy as Mount Tai's pressure, Yue Ji was powerless to resist at all, and his mouth spurted blood, and he soared out of the air like a kite with a broken string, and flew out of the horse upside down.

"Vulnerable!"