The wind lifted Zhao Yun's hair, floating slightly in front of his eyes, but it couldn't hide Zhao Yun's eyes as bright as stars, and there was an inexplicable look in his eyes, as if he was engraved with Mo Shuyan's figure.

On Zhao Yun's handsome face, a smile full of meaning rose, staring at Mo Shuyan deadly, the killing intent in his eyes was even worse, if it wasn't for Mo Shuyan to stop him, Cao Jun would have gone nearly half, then he could be destroyed with his own backhand, so why bother bothering.

At this time, Zhao Yun finally understood, before he set off, why Xu Zisheng said that he would rather not kill Cao Cao, but also kill Mo Shuyan's true intention, if the civil ministers and generals are all lost, then Cao Cao is like a clever woman, it is difficult to cook without rice, and he can't set off any storms.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yun clenched the silver spear in his hand slightly, and rushed up to take Mo Shuyan's head without saying a word.

It's a pity that Zhao Yun's change, Mo Shuyan, who was standing on the boulder, didn't see it, and Mo Shuyan at this time, focusing on Cao Cao, sighed slightly.

Today's Cao Cao is a hot-blooded general after all, he acts recklessly, does not have enough experience and ambition, and does not disdain to recruit the hearts of small soldiers and generals, which will lead to unstable military morale and is easily moved by Zhao Yun.

Standing hand in hand, Mo Shuyan looked at Cao Cao with a solemn face, he didn't plan to say anything again, he helped too much, it was easy to capture the hearts of the army, and it was not conducive to Cao Cao commanding his subordinates, some things still had to be understood by Cao Cao.

If you can't even pass this level, then you won't be the hero who has been passed down for centuries.

Cao Cao, who was sitting on a horse, holding the reins in his hand, his eyes flickering brightly and darkly, like stars twinkling, seemed to be experiencing a struggle in thought.

For a long time, Cao Cao seemed to be a few years older, his face was a little gloomy, he raised his head, faced forward and said: "Obey the destiny of heaven and do your best, why don't you believe in Cao and fight for a stable place in the troubled times?" ”

The already shaky warriors were suddenly shocked in their hearts, and made a decision in an instant, kneeling down to Cao Cao, and then picked up their own weapons, returned to Cao Cao, and once again condensed into an iron army.

Cao Cao turned his head and cast a grateful glance at Mo Shuyan, who smiled back and nodded lightly.

Cao Cao, who turned his head again, pulled out his saber, and looked at Zhao Yun with a cold look, if he couldn't resist Zhao Yun today, everything would be wasted.

Raising the knife slightly, the tip of the knife pointed directly at Zhao Yun, Cao Cao broke off a snort, rode his horse and rushed towards Zhao Yun, and suddenly Cao Jun behind him followed, shouting and killing to the sky, and rushed towards Dong Jun.

Seeing this, Zhao Yun's eyes lit up, and he seemed to be very satisfied with what Cao Cao had done, if Cao Cao surrendered directly, I am afraid that Zhao Yun would not have put Cao Cao in his eyes at all, because that kind of Cao Cao is a coward and is not worthy of Zhao Yun's attention.

With the same shout, with the gun behind, Zhao Yun led the Dong Jun behind him to face Cao Cao, without the slightest fear.

Almost instantly, the two armies met together, and the shouts of killing spread almost throughout the barren mountains and along the plains.

Cao Cao and Zhao Yun in the center, the swords and guns collided together in an instant, making a huge impact sound, and then the two rode their horses, turned their horses' heads again, their eyes were full of war, and they rushed towards each other again.

At this time, Zhao Yun had forgotten to kill Mo Shuyan for a while, but devoted himself to fighting Cao Cao, and had no intention of caring about anything else.

On the boulder, Mo Shuyan's eyes widened, barely daring to blink too much to stare at the battle between the two, and continued to think about how to break this crisis.

At the beginning, Cao Cao was able to fight with Zhao Yun to a draw, but as time went by, Cao Cao had gradually been suppressed by Zhao Yun and fell behind, and suddenly Mo Shuyan's brows were slightly furrowed, and he didn't dare to think about it, so he hurriedly got off the boulder and prepared to pick up Cao Cao and leave, for fear that Cao Cao would die in Zhao Yun's hands in the next moment.

In the battlefield, Zhao Yun stabbed with another spear, Cao Cao didn't have time to dodge, he could only pull the reins violently, and the horse under the seat suddenly raised his front legs, jumped up, and was deeply pierced into the throat of the horse by the silver spear, and blood splattered out.

Seeing this, Zhao Yun pulled out the silver spear, and suddenly the horse under Cao Cao's seat screamed sadly, blood gushed like a spring, and he fell to the side weakly, directly slamming Cao Cao to the ground.

With a muffled snort, a smear of blood spilled directly from the corner of Cao Cao's mouth, and Cao Cao's face instantly turned a little pale.

Obviously, Zhao Yun did not stop because of this, and stood up, ready to step on Cao Cao fiercely, making Cao Cao lose his combat effectiveness in one fell swoop.

Seeing this, Cao Cao's eyes were cold, and before the horse's hooves were about to fall, he rose up and cut off the front hooves of the horse under Zhao Yunza's seat with a knife, and then tapped the ground lightly, and his body took a few steps back.

The horse without its front hooves slammed into the ground with a sorrowful roar, and the only remaining bone joints instantly penetrated the horse's body because of the huge impact force, and suddenly the horse's roar stopped abruptly, and the huge horse eyes of the horse under Zhao Yun's seat instantly lost its luster and stood in place.