Sun Ce was helpless, and could only watch as the Wei army's iron cavalry was unstoppable, crushing the Chinese army that cut him off, and the iron hooves ruthlessly crushing his soldiers.

Sun Ce even saw that Zhang Xiu in the chaotic army, like a killing god, wantonly killed his soldiers, and was invincible.

Sun Ce was furious, extremely sad and angry.

"The surname is Zhang, in front of my little overlord, where is your rampant share, I will kill you!"

Sun Ce roared, rode up with a gun, and went straight to Zhang Xiu.

Zhang Xiu, who was in the chaotic army, heard a roar, looked up, and saw a domineering and heroic enemy general, who was killing wildly.

The fierce murderous aura, the unstoppable arrogance, except for the lord of Jiangdong, the little overlord Sun Ce, who else can there be.

"Sun Ce, you came just in time, let you taste the marksmanship of my Northland Spear King!"

Zhang Xiu not only did not have a trace of jealousy, but his fighting spirit was wild, and he stepped forward with a horse and a gun.

In an instant, the two riders collided like two streamers.

Throat!

The sky cracked like a loud sound, roaring in the ears, and the splashing sparks shone like the white sun.

The shock wave of the impact spread out in all directions, kicking up a cloud of dust in the air, and shaking countless enemy soldiers to the ground.

One move, no matter the winner or loser.

One is the little overlord, the other is the Northland Spear King, both of them are at the level of five tiger generals, who can overwhelm who in just one move.

The two rode by the wrong horse, and no one hesitated, immediately turned their horses around, and fought again with their spears.

In the blink of an eye, the figures of the two were shrouded in the shadow of the streamer gun in the air, and they fought together.

A few hundred steps away, the Wei army was in the middle of the army.

The 10,000 soldiers of the Wei army who swept the formation, watching their iron cavalry divine soldiers descend from the sky and tear apart the enemy's Chinese army, they all rejoiced and shouted excitedly.

The corners of Su Zhe's mouth also raised a sneer, leaned on the heavenly sword, and shouted: "The Chinese army attacked, and crushed the enemy army with one blow!" ”

Tom Tom Tom –

The most high-pitched and fierce war drums shook the sky, as if the sky was about to collapse.

The blood accumulated by the 10,000 soldiers of the Chinese army also ignited to explode at this moment, and the earth-shattering killing sound burst into formation, overwhelmingly rolling towards the battlefield.

On the battlefield between the two armies, the 40,000-strong army was still fighting to the point of inseparability.

The sudden appearance of the Wei army's iron cavalry caused the fighting spirit of the Jiangdong army in the fierce battle to drop greatly, and the situation was already in an unfavorable situation.

The Wei army was killed, and the Chinese army of his own army was torn apart by Zhang Xiu's iron cavalry, and it was impossible to kill reinforcements in time, and the balance of victory had fully tilted to the Wei army.

In the earth-shattering sound of killing, 10,000 Chinese troops were killed, and the blade ruthlessly slashed at the panicked enemy soldiers, and the Wei army, whose fighting spirit had the upper hand, and the enemy soldiers who were killed in a blink of an eye cried wolf howl, and collapsed in the wind.

Jiangdong Army, the whole army collapsed and collapsed!

The escape begins.

Sun Ce's last elite legion finally had the courage to collapse at this moment, threw away his armor, and fled towards Hefei City.

Han Dang was furious and yelled: "Whoever dares to escape, there is no forgiveness for killing!" ”

He raised his sword and killed several soldiers who wanted to escape, trying to suppress the defeat, but found that the threat of his death could not withstand the fear of the soldiers against the Wei army, and he could not prevent the defeat at all.

"Han Dang old dog, Deng Ai is here, don't get off the horse and surrender!"

Deng Ai in the chaotic army, riding horses and dancing guns, killing and breaking the chaotic army, and directly taking Han Dang.

Han Dang, who was grieving and angry, suddenly saw a member of the Wei army's young generals showing off his might and killing, and couldn't help but be furious, and the sword was attacked.

"Little rabbit cub, you dare to be crazy in front of the old man, the old man killed you!"

In the roar, Han Dang's arm was bruised, and the sword slashed at Deng Ai with the power of the heavens and the earth

Deng Ai was fearless, the silver spear spiraled out, and he attacked head-on with the power of thunder.

A vortex air flow struck first, and the unparalleled strength was actually the trembling blade of Han Dang.

In the next instant, the knife collided with the gun.

In the earth-shattering roar, Deng Ai was as strong as Mount Tai, not moving at all, but Han Dang's arm shook, the war knife was bounced back, and the five in his chest were also shocked by the strong strength to the point that his blood was tumbling.

Han Dang's face swept up with a trace of hideous surprise, obviously he didn't expect that Deng Ai's martial arts could be so strong that he was not an opponent at all.

Deng Ai didn't give him a chance to be shocked, the spear was like lightning, like a rain of thunder and lightning in the sky, and it attacked wildly, enveloping Han Dang in light and shadow.

Han Dang didn't have time to think about it, so he could only resist with all his might.

Bang Bang Bang!

Ten moves passed in the blink of an eye, and Han Dang was shocked until the tiger's mouth cracked, the blood in his chest was tumbling, and the corners of his mouth were even soaked with a trace of blood.

Deng Ai's martial arts are too strong, so strong that he, one of the three old ministers of Jiangdong, can't even hold up twenty moves.

Han Dang was more and more frightened the more he frightened, and the more he felt sad in his heart, a chill of the hero's end hit his heart.

"Sure enough, it is only the generals of the Jiangshan Dynasty that came out, I, Han Dang, can't even beat such a little doll, alas, ......"

Han Dang's arrogance was completely defeated by Deng Ai, so he thought that if he continued to fight, within ten moves, he would have to be beheaded by Deng Ai.

He is not afraid of death, but if he dies under the spear of a young poster, it is really humiliating to die.

"No, I have to go!"

Thinking of his life, Han Dang grabbed Deng Ai's move, turned his horse around, and fled wildly.

Although Deng Ai's martial arts are strong, Han Dang's strength is not so weak that he doesn't even have a chance to escape.

Handang was defeated, and the Jiangdong Army on the left and right flanks was even more defeated and fled to the direction of Hefei City.

In the Central Military Department, Sun Ce is still fighting with Zhang Xiu.

One of them is a little overlord and the other is a gun king, and their marksmanship attainments have reached the point of integration, and they have fought more than 100 times without winning or losing.

Zhang Xiu became more and more fierce the more he fought, but Sun Ce's sharp fighting spirit was consumed little by little.

Sun Ce knew very well that with the comparison of the strength of the two of them, if he wanted to distinguish the winner from the loser, he had to at least after more than a thousand moves.

It's a pity that his army of 30,000 has collapsed, and if he continues to fight to the death, he will eventually fall into the encirclement of the Wei army.

At that time, Zhang Xiu didn't need to fight him anymore, and with the tide of soldiers of the Wei army, he could drown him to death.

"Damn, am I being humiliated by Su Thief again like this, I'm unwilling, I'm unwilling-"

Sun Ce was sad and unwilling, and he couldn't make up his mind to escape.

He knew that if he was defeated and fled this time, even if he fled back to Feicheng, he would lose his troops and lose his generals, and there would be no way to defend Hefei City.

There is only a dead end waiting for him.

It's just a matter of dying, the key is that he died with the shame of being completely defeated by Su Zhe, what face did he have to go to Jiuquan to see his victorious war god old man Sun Jian.

Even if it is for him to win against Su Zhe!

It's a pity that Su Zhe didn't give him this opportunity.

Just when Sun Ce hesitated, the tide of Wei troops had already swept in, and a "Wei" character king flag also came into view.

It was Su Zhe personally commanding the army, chasing after his defeated and fleeing armies on the left and right.

In an instant, all of Sun Ce's hesitation vanished.

If he escapes now, he can survive for a few days, if he doesn't escape, he will kneel here, at Su Zhe's feet.

Imagining such a humiliating picture, Sun Ce even wanted to die.

He didn't dare to hesitate any longer, attacked Zhang Xiu with a few shots, and fled.

"Sun Ce, where to escape!"

Zhang Xiu naturally wouldn't let Sun Ce go easily, yelled, and chased after him.

Su Zhe, who was dozens of steps away, also saw the scene of Sun Ce escaping, so he looked at Ju Yi beside him: "Ju Zixin, Sun Ce wants to escape again, see if you can shoot him, and end this war here." ”

Ju Yi didn't say a word, unloaded the iron-tired bow, and took aim at Sun Ce, who had fled fifty paces away.

Sou!

A sharp sound broke through the sky, and sharp arrows shot out like meteors catching the moon, and went straight to Sun Ce.