On May 12, Juma Water is dyed with a magnificent red glow in the west.

After three days of torrential rain, the river swelled, and the tumbling waves crashed against the riverbank. In the low grass, the sound of horses' hooves rumbled over it, and they went up the river upstream, and groups of cavalry patrolled the surroundings, and the people in the villages closed their doors, but fortunately, the cavalry who came over did not mean to rush into the village.

Some bold villagers walked out of the houses and looked in the direction outside the village, and the fleeing Jizhou soldiers rushed into view in a panic, and then were caught up by the chasing cavalry and cut to the ground. After the chasing cavalry finished killing, there was no pause, with bloody and ferocious horses looking for another group of routs, the expression was fanatical and ferocious, the soldiers who were hit had no words, did not accept surrender, directly knocked away like chickens, and then caught up with the tail and chopped to death.

Some of the cavalry passed by the village, brandished their swords and pointed at the bold villagers who were watching the excitement, and shouted: "Get out of the house quickly, be careful of the chaotic soldiers rushing into the village-"

The people in the north are still more or less bloody, and when there are really chaotic soldiers rushing in, they also dare to fight hard, and such scenes have happened from time to time, but most of them have paid a high price. The composition of an army is uneven, and the ruffians are the most common one, and it is necessary to say that the bloody nature of the war is there after all, but once the army is defeated, and they are unwilling to surrender, they have to flee, and they are entangled with a group of good comrades in the army to take the opportunity to make a fortune along the way, or hide in the foothills to gather a crowd to become bandits.

This is also why Gongsun Zhi emphasized with Li Ru and others that the issue of military beliefs, and even the control of the army's age, in order to prevent the appearance of chaotic soldiers after the defeat, on the other hand, the age was controlled at about 20 to 40, and the blood and physical strength were all growing or at their peak, which could not only ensure the combat effectiveness of the army, but also make it easier for this group of people to accept the spread of his ideas.

"It doesn't matter if the number of troops doesn't go up, it's better to follow the path of elite soldiers than to let the people raise a few less wastes." At that time, he said this in front of the generals. Obviously, at this point, the idea of desperately accumulating the number of soldiers with the princes everywhere is at the forefront after all.

Time passed slowly, and as the sun set, the fighting and screaming in the fields and foothills stopped for a while.

Twenty miles north of the giant horse water, under a hill, the fire in the forest is speckled with firelight, outside is a group of cavalry resting on horseback, sharpening knives, swallowing dried meat and rice crackers with clear water to replenish physical strength, from a distance, the cavalry surrounding this forest is also distinct, there is a ravine in the middle, this is the convergence of the white wolf cavalry and the state iron cavalry, occasionally there are patrol cavalry to change the guard, Xiahoulan got off the horse, blood still rolled off the leather armor, his face was full of sweat, carrying the saber around his waist, After greeting a few soldiers, he walked towards the woods in front of him, taking off his armor as he walked, revealing his dark and strong muscles, and his arms trembling slightly.

The night wind whistled and there was a rumbling sound in the forest, and Xia Houlan squatted down by the small waterhole to wash off the blood stains on her body, and then went to sit down next to a person by the campfire over there.

“.…… When I was facing off, I didn't feel that there were too many people, and after chasing and killing one by one, the horse's legs were about to break. ”

Sitting next to him was Zhao Yun, who was dressed in white robe and silver armor, the gentian gun leaned against the tree pole on his side, and he could reach out to get it, his personality has become introverted and indifferent since that experience, he looked at the swaying flames, heard the words of his brothers next to him, and threw a branch into the fire, his voice was cold.

"Because people are concentrated, it is easy to kill."

Xia Houlan naturally understood her brother's temperament, and probably guessed what the other party would say, and smiled: "Hahaha..... this is not wrong, but will it delay too much, at this time, Wen Chou probably already knows that we are coming." ”

"Just to let him know." In the soft words, Zhao Yun's gaze moved away from the flames, and his eagle-like eyes stared at the mighty figure under the tree in front of him, "The ...... brothers can't fight anymore, even if they do, they can't defeat Wen Chou's 30,000 people, and it's not worth it to let the soldiers die in vain." ”

Ahead, in the shadows under the tree, the figure moved, as if it was also looking this way, and then the voice sounded violently: "The generals under Gongsun Zhi are really people who know how to advance and retreat." ”

The figure walked into the range of the firelight, a golden lock beast face armor, a Fang Tian painting halberd is quite eye-catching, when he came, a stone on the ground suddenly flew up from under his feet, opposite, Zhao Yun next to the bonfire suddenly drew his sword and slashed in the air, only to hear a sound, the stone deviated, hit a tree pole not far away, and bounced to the grass.

The chirping of insects came to an abrupt end.

"Yes, it's not a small improvement from a few years ago."

Lu Bu didn't stop while he was talking, and Xiahou Lan over there suddenly roared when he saw this: "Wenhou, what do you mean?!" Footsteps across the fire, a knife slashed the other party, a halberd next to it was inserted horizontally, the sound exploded, the halberd blade against the ring knife stalemate for a moment, suddenly exerted, a few hits, Xiahou Lan was killed two steps back, the person who came was Sima Yi.

"The thief still has some strength, come again!"

"My name is Sima Yi, how can I be afraid of you?!"

The two figures approached, and the moment the blades and halberds clashed again, the figures moving forward pulled out their swords with a bang, slashing them from small to top, and the burning bonfire was shaken wildly by the wind that was raised.

Phew-

The clash of gold and iron made a crisp sound, and the sparks jumped out, and the two crossed weapons suddenly separated, and the two of them were thrown back by the force that came horizontally.

"Before the battle is over, has General Zhao killed enough?" Lu Bu inserted the long sword back into its sheath, and didn't look at the two staring people over there.

Zhao Yun got up and walked straight to Lu Bu, his hands hung down on his sides, his expression was cold, but his eyes were eager to try and want to fight again. ”

“…… It's a pity that Gongsun Zhi is not my lord Lu Bu, and no one in this world can be my lord. Lu Bu was tall, half a head taller than the young man opposite, and his eyes were slightly slanted at the other party at this time, "But in this battle, a certain family will not mess around, I will lead the troops longer than you, when I can fight, when I can't, I know better than you, now...... How about a fight, how about killing Wen Chou, General Zhao, do you want to come together? ”

The hand reached out and hung between the two of them.

Looking at Lu Bu, who had always been arrogant in front of him, Zhao Yun frowned, and looked at the other party for a while: "Marching and fighting is not a bloody and brave spirit, Wen Hou was defeated several times, and he should understand, but now you and I are in the vanguard, we should clear the obstacles for the back road and do more...... Wen Chou, help me kill! ”

Hands reached out, and the two hands came together.

"Good!" On the other side, Lu Bu looked at him appreciatively.

Guangyang, Fangcheng, all the way to the Jumashui area, the battle scars are dense, the corpses of the horizontal corpses are intertwined in the blood, and the two cavalry that have been killed all the way down continue to break through the various checkpoints and outposts, and kill to the other side of the river like a mad tiger, facing the Wenchou main formation that is only forty miles.

With the advent of black, the huge chaos gradually stopped, the camp with the banner of Yuan Zi, one by one soldiers walked out in armor, assembled in the school field, Wen Chou was surrounded by a small number of personal soldiers and faced the two Han Rong and Han Qiong wearing armor on the opposite side and holding big guns: "Lu Bu and Zhao Yun go all the way south, the soldiers will inevitably be sleepy and lacking, and the two generals should be famous all over the world in this battle." ”

"Lu Bu is a puppet, my master should personally cut off his head and send it to the lord's case." Han Qiong laughed out loud, arched her hands, and her face became serious: "...... And that Zhao Zilong, the revenge of the sword that day, should be repaid tonight!! ”

Next to him, the veteran Han Rong couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he thought of the momentum of the halberd swing that day. I had to stiffen my head and nod my head: "In this way, my master and apprentice will go." ”

"Take care, old general!"

"Take care!"