It seems that Tian Feng's face is very calm, but in fact, he is a little worried in his heart, something happened to Yecheng, he will soon be transferred, and the competition with Zhao Yun, success or failure is in this move, once Zhao Yun cannot be eliminated this time, I don't know when I will wait until next time.

Therefore, Tian Feng hopes that he can succeed in the first battle.

Tian Feng knew very well in his heart that Zhao Yun would definitely become a big rival for Yuan Shao in the future, and as long as he had the opportunity, he must make a decisive move.

Last time, they were trapped with Yan Liang, and they failed, allowing Zhao Yun to escape, but this time, Tian Feng and Zhang He were more prepared.

Only by paying attention to the enemy can we make the plan more thorough and free of flaws.

There was a loud bang, and Yuan Bing crashed into the array of the Han army like a rushing torrent.

The earth trembled violently, and the Han soldiers in the front row raised their bright spears in unison, and the spears stabbed out in layers, like fireworks, piercing the first enemy to pierce the people and horses, and at the same time, the huge impact force also made many Han soldiers fly upside down.

The two armies met, and the people turned on their backs, killing and wounding many people in an instant, and then, they entered a fierce and cruel white-knuckle battle.

The generals, captains, commanders, captains, and most ordinary soldiers on both sides, each of them were desperately trying their best in their own positions, hoping to have a little impact on the battle situation with their own courage and bravery, as long as these influences could be gathered into more, they would gradually transform into a final victory.

I thought it would be a one-sided annihilation battle, but Tian Feng was disappointed again, even if the Han army abandoned the war horse, it still did not collapse, it was entangled with Yuan Bing, and the killing was inseparable, and it was not obvious that it fell into disadvantage.

Zhao Yun held a sword in his left hand and a gun in his right hand, swords and spears danced together, like a deadly god of death, once the enemy approached, he immediately turned into a dead corpse on the ground.

Liu Pi also led people to fight hard, Yuan Bing's cavalry wanted to turn around and continue to charge, Zhao Yun decisively led people to rush into the cavalry phalanx, cutting the opponent's cavalry into many pieces, only half of the cavalry turned around and broke away from the battle.

Those cavalry who were dragged back, the war horses could not continue to exert their strength, and their combat effectiveness was sharply reduced, and I am afraid that they could not even compare with the most ordinary infantry.

Burst!

Zhao Yun went around the back of a cavalryman, raised his hand and fired a gun, the spear wind whistled, and pierced the back of the opponent's heart.

"Ahh

Zhang Ning was crazy, jumped up with a scream, and cut off the head of a war horse, and blood splattered everywhere, splashing her all over.

There was no time to wipe it, Zhang Ning continued to fight, the trapped cavalry seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, it was difficult to turn around, the Han army soldiers flashed, they were at ease, like monkeys, shuttling in circles, and their agility was abnormal.

Yuan Bing, who broke away in time, charged again, and rushed over like a gallop, Zhao Yun put away his sword and returned it to its sheath, quickly picked up a shield from the ground, and ordered loudly, "All retreat, form a formation to resist the enemy!" ”

Although the Yuan cavalry that was dragged down had not been killed, Zhao Yun could no longer take care of it, and these Yuan soldiers staying here could also help the Han army resist a new round of Yuan soldiers' charge.

The Han army retreated, quickly formed a formation, and once again erected shields and spears, and at first glance, everyone seemed to be hiding behind a black shield wall.

The Yuan soldiers who stayed outside, before they could react, were knocked on their backs by the cavalry that was approaching like rolling thunder.

There were still a lot of dead and wounded war horses on the ground, these things greatly delayed the momentum of Yuan Bing's momentum, and when they came to Zhao Yun's queue, Zhao Yun raised his shield and did not forget to stab a shot at the same time.

The gentian spear pierced straight into the abdomen of a military horse, the horse neighed, the war horse turned over and fell to the ground, and hit Zhao Yun by inertia, Zhao Yun raised the shield hard, quickly turned sideways, and boom, Zhao Yun took a few steps back, and the huge impact force made him tremble.

Finally blocked the first war horse, and the others did not disappoint Zhao Yun, almost all the war horses in the front row were stabbed to death and fell to the ground, and the war horses in the back did not stop, and continued to push forward, some crashed into their own people's bodies, people turned over on their backs, and the soldiers who fell off the horses, even if they were not killed by the Han army, were very likely to be ruthlessly trampled by their own war horses and turned into a puddle of mud.

Yuan Bing launched a charge again and again, but every time, the number of cavalry would decrease a lot, and Zhao Yun's side was not easy, even if he reduced the disadvantage to the minimum, after all, he lost the passive trap of the war horse, Liu Bi and those people were out of order, and it was difficult for Zhao Yun to take care of them, and these people suffered the most casualties.

On average, the casualties on both sides were almost equal.

If Zhao Yun dies here, Yuan Bing on the opposite side will also die.

The fierce battle lasted for a long time, and after an hour, there were less than a thousand people left on Zhao Yun's side.

Yuan's cavalry could no longer continue to complete a decent charge, so Tian Fengyi waved his hand and decisively gave the order to retreat.

But Zhao Yun's hanging heart did not fall, and he always had a few questions in his heart.

Where is Zhang He?

Where did Liu Pet go?

These Yuan soldiers had already been discovered by Zhao Yun, and Zhao Yun had told Liu Chong in advance to take him from behind Yuan Bing and catch them off guard.

But now, these Yuan soldiers appeared here unscathed, and successfully completed the bag clamping of Zhao Yun, what about Liu Chong?

It doesn't seem to work at all.

He had been busy fighting just now, and Zhao Yun didn't have time to think about it, but now his heart was getting heavier and heavier, and he didn't care about cleaning the battlefield, so Zhao Yun hurriedly took people away.

He rushed to the col where Yuan Bing was hiding before the first time, there are two places in the col, the first to rush to the col on the left, he smelled a pungent smell of blood from a distance, and there was a bloodstained military flag on the ground, closer, and he saw more clearly, the ground was full of dead corpses, horizontal and vertical, piled up like a mountain, not to mention that there were thousands of people, not a single living mouth, all of them were the costumes of the Han army.

Zhao Yun's face was gloomy, his eyes flashed with a cold cold light, everyone was dead, no need to guess, it must have been done by Zhang He.

Zhao Yun rushed to the other side of the mountain col again, not even bothering to pay attention to whether Gan Ning could successfully capture the Black Dragon Mountain.

The horse's hooves roared, rolling up the sand all the way, Zhao Yun was anxious, urging the horse to gallop all the way, although the horse was already running fast, but he still felt that it was too slow.

On the other side of the mountain pass, the scene is exactly the same, like a retreat.

There are also dead corpses everywhere, and the blood is flowing like a river, and the slight difference is that there are more corpses of Chen Wang and Liu Pet here.

Liu Pet inserted a spear into his body, through his chest, he almost couldn't count the injuries on his body, Liu Pet opened his eyes wide, standing tall, his eyes were full of unwillingness and anger.

Zhao Yun and the others all dismounted and wanted to collect the corpses of the dead robes, and everyone's mood was extremely sad and depressed.

Suddenly, there were murderous voices all around, and the ambush soldiers were exhausted! Death strikes in an instant!