Why?

A huge question mark surged in Yuan Tan's mind.

Why did he obviously have the advantage, why did he always lose to that thief of the cold family, but he was always noble.

Why?

Yuan Tan was dazed, confused, and stunned in place.

He lost his sense of proportion, and neither ordered the withdrawal of his troops, nor did he inspire his soldiers to fight to the death.

The 30,000 Yuan soldiers were also frightened by the destruction of the first camp, and retreated step by step, and the formation became more and more chaotic.

A few seconds later, Zhang Liao's iron cavalry swept up.

The crash of the sky and the earth reverberated across the field.

The shield shattered, the flesh and blood were shattered, the weapon was destroyed, and the already unstable formation of Yuan Jun was torn apart in an instant.

Soviet formations.

Xu Huang looked at Su Zhe with a convincing face, and exclaimed: "Cheng is really a god and a man, with such immortal arts, why worry about Yuan Shao's immortality, the world is not peaceful." ”

Su Zhe smiled, bowed and shouted: "Order, the whole army is out, kill all the enemies for me, and capture Yuan Tan alive!" ”

Woo woo ~ ~

The horn of the attack sounded, and the slaughter changed the color of the heavens and the earth.

The fighting spirit of the officers and men of the three armies was already burning, and they were waiting for Su Zhe's order, and their fighting spirit exploded to the extreme in an instant.

Xu Huang's tomahawk danced and slapped his horse out, like a gale.

The 40,000 Soviet infantry soldiers burst into formation, like a torrent, through the field, and rolled up towards the enemy.

Yuan Tan finally came to his senses and shouted urgently: "Don't retreat, give me a desperate fight against the enemy!" ”

The shouts at the bottom of his rest were drowned out by the earth-shattering killing sound of the Soviet army.

Before the Soviet infantry arrived, Yuan's army was crushed by Zhang Liao's iron cavalry, and began to lose his armor and collapse.

Looking at the defeated army, Yuan Tan was heartbroken and extremely sad and angry.

Gao Ran on the side shouted in a trembling voice: "Eldest prince, the defeat has been decided, we have lost, retreat quickly." ”

The sentence "We lost", like a knife, ruthlessly pierced Yuan Tan's heart, piercing him until he was in pain.

He felt his proud dignity, and was once again trampled under Su Zhe's feet, humiliated at will.

Just a moment ago, he thought that he could finally defeat Su Zhe by relying on the first crossbowman, wash away the shame, rebuild the prestige of his eldest son Yuan, and win the favor and appreciation of his father Yuan Shao.

But now, Su Zhe used a strong wind to disgrace him again.

He knew very well that if he lost to Su Zhe again this time, his remaining face would be gone, and he would only engrave the conclusion of incompetence in Yuan Shao's heart.

After this time, he may be disqualified from competing for a slot.

How could he be willing?

Yuan Tan, who was forced to a dead end, raised the big gun in his hand, and shouted like crazy: "My dignified eldest son of the Yuan family, how can I repeatedly lose to that cold dog thief, this time, I will never run away again, never ~~"

Yuan Tan was aroused by the blood, and shouted: "Who dares to take half a step back, kill without mercy, give me a bloody battle!" ”

Yuan Tan's death threat reluctantly aroused the fighting spirit of the soldiers on the left and right, especially the thousands of the most elite personal soldiers, who had to grit their teeth and muster up their courage to make the final death struggle.

It's just a dying throe.

Ahead, the Soviet army's infantry and cavalry army had already surged like a tide, drowning thousands of his relatives in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Liao charged at the forefront, the sword in his hand danced wildly, and the blade passed, leaving countless heads behind him.

Xu Huang's tomahawk danced wildly, like a meat grinder, wringing countless enemy soldiers to pieces.

No one can stop you!

In the blink of an eye, the last resistance of Yuan's army was crushed, and even the most elite soldiers had their fighting spirit collapsed and fled.

Zhang Liao, who was eager for meritorious service, even danced a big knife in his hand, killed the chaotic army, stepped on the bloody road, and went straight to Yuan Tan's location.

Yuan Tan was crazy, and he didn't retreat even if he died, he just shouted endlessly: "Don't retreat, give me a fight to the death!" ”

Gao Ran's persuasion on the side was fruitless, and in desperation, he had to abandon Yuan Tan and flee alone.

Ju Yi was the same, the fall of the Xiandeng camp completely crushed his fighting spirit, and he had already given up resistance and fled in advance.

In the tide of defeat, only Yuan Tan was still standing there, desperately dancing his spear to kill the defeated soldiers, but he still couldn't reverse the trend of defeat.

In despair, Yuan Tan looked through the blood mist and found the location of the "Su" character flag.

He knew that Su Zhe was there, admiring the pomp and circumstance of him being crushed and ravaged.

In an instant, Yuan Tan's heart ignited with endless anger, and this anger immediately overwhelmed his mind, and roared and shouted: "Su Zhe, I'm going to kill you~~"

Yuan Tan, who was furious, ignored the defeat of the army, rode his horse and danced his spear, and went against the tide of defeat to kill Su Zhe.

At this moment, a whimsical idea burst into his mind:

Among the ten thousand armies, Su Zhe's head was taken!

As long as he can kill Su Zhe, the Soviet army will definitely be defeated, and he will be able to reverse this defeat.

He can't win, kill Su Zhe, the entire Central Plains will definitely collapse, and Yuan Shao will be able to win the Central Plains without a fight.

At that time, he was equivalent to making an immortal contribution to the Yuan family, and with such a huge prestige, who was qualified to compete with him for the position of the Yuan family.

Success or failure is in this fight!

Unfortunately, it was just his naïve self-righteousness.

Before he could take a few steps, Zhang Liao had already intercepted him, and the big knife in his hand carried the force of the storm and slashed wildly.

Yuan Tan was overwhelmed and shouted: "Whoever stops me from killing the Su thief, die!" ”

He roared, the spear in his hand slashing at him with all his might.

Clang~~

There was an earth-shattering sound of metal, and the flying sparks shone like stars.

Zhang Liao's body was immovable, and he didn't even roll his qi and blood.

But Yuan Tan's mouth was directly cracked, the qi and blood in his chest were agitated, and a mouthful of old blood directly reached his throat, almost spurting out.

One move, a judgment, in front of Zhang Liao, he is too weak.

"The strength of this guy is far above me......" Yuan Tan was taken aback in his heart, and he was full of madness, and he was easily defeated with just this sword.

Zhang Liao didn't give him a chance to be stunned at all, and the second knife was already slashed out with lightning and volleyed down.

This knife came too fast, and with Yuan Tan's reflexes, he couldn't raise his gun to block it at all, so he could only reluctantly lean to dodge.

It's still half a beat slower.

Zhang Liao's blade slashed past his ear and slashed him in the shoulder.

The knife was fierce, cutting through the armor, and the remaining force slashed into his shoulder half an inch deep.

"Ah~~"

Yuan Tan let out a pig-killing howl, and his body shook violently, almost falling under the horse in pain.

"It's up to you, you also want to challenge the prime minister, you can't do it yourself!"

Zhang Liao scolded angrily, the war knife was pulled out of his shoulder, and the backhand was another knife, with the power of the sky, slashing wildly.

On the line of life and death, Yuan Tan couldn't care about the severe pain in his shoulder, so he fought with all his strength and raised his gun to block it.

Throat!

There was a loud earth-shattering sound, and the powerful and incomparable force, like the water of the heavenly river, slammed into Yuan Tan.

He let out a scream, opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his huge figure rose into the air, falling heavily seven steps away.

When he landed, there was a "click" sound, and the bones in his body were broken a few more.

When Yuan Tan was still struggling to get up, Zhang Liao's majestic figure was already horizontal in front of him, and the war knife hung in front of his face, and he could kill him with just a slight movement.

"I, Yuan Tan, would have been defeated to such a point......"

Yuan Tan, who was in pain, the pride in his heart was gone, and only deep sadness remained, and he didn't dare to move when he crawled on the ground.

Zhang Liao disdained to kill him, and shouted: "Come on, tie him up, and dedicate it to the prime minister for credit." ”

The order was passed down, and the Soviet soldiers who swept the formation rushed up and tied Yuan Tan Wuhua into a strong knot.