The roaring sound of horses' hooves shook the air, "Close it quickly—" A voice in Yuan Jun shouted, and the panicked figure kicked the ground, pushing the gate to close.

The sun shone across the earth, the fiery red war horse, the painted halberd, and the figure of the golden crown galloped to the front, approaching two hundred steps, the majestic eyes revealed the surging battle intent, the halberd turned out the bow, the three arrows buckled the bowstring, undulating, the corners of the mouth cracked slightly: "Go!" ”

The strings snapped and popped out three times.

"Push the ..... hard" A Yuan military captain who wielded a knife urged and roared, the air trembled, a black shadow came in an instant, the words of the exit stopped abruptly, the arrow was inserted in the back of the head, and fell straight down, not far away, a soldier who pushed the Yuanmen opened his mouth and lay on the ground at the same time, and the third arrow screamed, nailed to the wooden pillar of the Yuanmen, and the two Yuan soldiers who were pushing were so frightened that they directly retracted their hands.

The speed of the gate closed a little slowly, the rumbling horse's hooves quickly approached the past, and the figures of the iron horse and the white wolf rider flew straight to the front from Lu Bu's sight, pushing some of the soldiers of the gate to retreat and run directly, and then a huge impact sound came, someone looked back, and the body of the companion who was blocking the front flew into the sky, he took a step slower, and the long riding spear stabbed down, making a scream of "ah-", the whole body was picked up and flipped in mid-air, and the blood splashed out drew a trajectory.

The half-closed gate was knocked out in all directions, and the three thousand cavalry under the black pressure were like a long dragon forced into the congested soldiers, and the collision between weapons and weapons, and the collision of weapons and weapons made a sound, and the weapons stabbed into the flesh and blood, rubbed on the armor, and the blood and sparks that burst out continued to flicker and splash, and the spears were stabbed like a forest, and the figures wearing a hundred flower robes and beast-faced armor galloped out of the cavalry ranks, and a halberd stirred, beating a forest of guns to the ground.

"If you wait for the mustard, you dare to stop me-"

Roaring, the horse's hooves stepped down heavily, stepping on a screaming body, the Xishu brocade red cloak unfolded suddenly, the arms violently exerted, and the loud sound of the halberd slashed a lieutenant out of the horse.

The camp fell into chaos, and the long dragon rushed to the big tent of the Chinese army.

……

In the handsome tent, Yuan Shao's expression was majestic, and his voice was steady and powerful.

"Victory and defeat are commonplace, dozens of armies in the four states have been defeated, you should remember the lesson, and Cao Apu, Gongsun thief battle, I Yuan Shao is not defeated in the battle, but behind those ill-intentioned tricks, the villain who seeks glory behind him, in fact, in the final analysis, it is also my three army soldiers, and even you are not united, if you use all your strength, then Cao Cao and Gongsun Zhiyan can stop this vast army?!"

The generous palm slapped on the table, the words were generous and excited, and everyone did not dare to respond, listening quietly, and the moment the words stopped, a noisy and abrupt voice came from the ears of the generals and strategists.

It was the noise of people's screams, horses' hooves, and shouts gathered into the big tent, and everyone stood up in an uproar, and there was a bang, Yuan Shao overturned the simple table in a panic, and he walked quickly: "Cao thief, Gongsun stop killing?" ”

Lifting the curtain, the sound of the fighting cry became clearer, and the soldiers who had broken their hearts were running and fleeing from their sight, and the soldiers in front of them rolled and crawled the news of the enemy cavalry attack on the camp.

"My lord! It can't be violated, now that the army's spirit is scattered and can't fight, go as soon as possible and return to Liyang Tunzha to rectify the soldiers and horses! The old man with white hair came over anxiously, and the wrinkles on his face were trembling slightly, "I will wait until the end of the day to swear to protect the lord from danger!" ”

Yuan Shao clenched the hilt of Sizhao's sword, looked at the soldiers who had been defeated from the front yard running in confusion, gritted his teeth and nodded: "So you ..... after you break off."

Then he took Guo Tu, Feng Ji and Lu Kuang and Lu Xiang brothers to lead a group of soldiers and horses that could still walk and left quickly from the back camp. Fu Zhu held the hilt of his sword and looked at Feng Li, Cen Bi and other generals who had left the broken back, and arched his hand: "Then please ask the two generals, and please quickly gather the old troops to set up a defense in the Chinese army to buy some time for the main lord to withdraw." ”

Feng Li and Cen Bi glanced at each other, their bodies swayed slightly, and they hesitated, and the latter arched his hand: "Prison Army, you are also governor and indisobedient, Lu Bu and Zhao Yun are so fierce, how can we stop them, now that the lord is gone, it is better to ...... Why don't we withdraw .....? ”

"Bastard!" The old man's voice suddenly became stern, his wide sleeves danced, and the tip of his sword pointed at him: "We are ministers, that is, we want to share the worries of the Lord, how can there be a reason to escape from the battle——"

"Then you will be your loyal servant and righteous man!"

Feng Li opened his throat and shouted, swinging his fist and smashing the old man to the ground, "Look around, how can any soldiers fight again, you want to die, don't pull the two of us, go!" ”

Cen Bi on the other side went over to support the old man, and when he was pushed away, he arched his hand: "Prison Army, if I wait to go up, I will be sent to death...... Say goodbye first! ”

Then, leading the wounded two or three thousand people under his command to hurriedly withdraw to the back camp, following the path of Yuan Shao's retreat, in the empty Chinese army camp, Fu Zhi stood in place with his sword down, looking at the soldiers around him, he nodded: "The general has run away, but there are always loyal people, you will follow me to guard here....."

"...... an hour."

In the front camp, the fighting broke out to a fierce height.

Slowing down the speed of the cavalry has already crashed into the body of the person, and then stepped on the horse's hooves, the Yuan army, who had already been killed, may still have the will to fight at the beginning, with the decay of time, the tens of thousands of people in the front camp almost hastily resisted for a while, like a burst of embankment was scattered by the torrent, dense figures are fleeing, occasionally arrows are shot out of the hands of the soldiers who are still resisting, flying into the torrent.

Bang!

At the same time as Lu Bu knocked people away, he pulled out the long sword at his waist with his other hand, cut off the flying arrows, returned them to the sheath, hung the halberd, and pulled the bow to shine on the archer on the arrow tower is an arrow. Facing him, a Yuan general pounced on his horse with a big axe.

On the towering building, there are corpses falling.

The axe blade on the opposite side brushed the air and slashed at it. Lu Bulema leaned back, directly abandoned the bow and pulled out the halberd, and the sound exploded like thunder: "Death-" One arm violently exerted force, and the huge force slashed at the opposite axe handle with the halberd, bent and burst, only to hear a snapping sound, the axe flew out, smashed on the head of the figure running on the side, and then fell to the ground.

Jiao touched the bare handle, frightened the soul, raised his eyes to look at the god of war on the opposite side, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and at the same time as the opposite horse waved his halberd, he hurriedly jumped off the horse, bang, knelt on the ground, and raised his hands: "Surrender..... I surrender......"

The trembling words almost brought up a cry.

Behind, frustrated and looking at the routed and landslide-like defense, the crowd was already terrified to the extreme, many people had already knelt down and surrendered, and some of them were running towards this side in confusion, and the cavalry was still spreading in the crowd.

Can't win.....

A thought flashed through his mind, and he turned around and led a few guards to the side of the Chinese camp, and the soldiers on his side followed closely, and soon saw from a distance that there were only a few hundred people waiting in formation.

"Father, go! The front can't be stopped, and Jiao Touch has surrendered! ”

As a son, Frustrated Hu naturally didn't want to see his father die, jumped off the horse and ran over, wanting to pull the old man on the horse and leave, the next second, he was pushed away by the thin hand, holding the long sword, and said word by word: "Everyone is gone, I am the last wall blocking the pursuers, and I will fall if I withdraw!" ”

"But....Father....."

"Have you forgotten what you said for your father that day? If you look around, what other generals are left...... Today I will stay, tomorrow so that they can be ashamed, and re-energize the integrity of those people......." Frustrated old face smiled slightly, reached out and patted his son's shoulder, "Let's go, you can't die yet, I'm already old, I have nothing to teach you, and the frustrated family will rely on you to support ...... in the future"

The front soldiers spread over, and the rushing white-horse, silver-armored general, brandished a gentian gun in his hand, and the figures blocking the road were knocked out one after another, and the voice shouted: "Leave your life behind-"

"Let's go!!"

Here, the old man pushed the frustrated hu out violently, the other party hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and turned over the horse and rushed out a few steps, glanced back, and the figure mixed with white traces slowly raised his hand and waved at him. Frustrated, he closed his eyes in pain and shouted: "Drive-" and lead the troops out of here.

"Fight to the death!"

The old man turned around, shouted angrily, raised his sword at his side, and most of the five hundred soldiers gathered around him were wounded, and some were even more seriously injured, and it was difficult to go any further, and at this moment they also had the mentality of going to die.

The sky shone brightly on the people, without a trace of temperature, a moment later, the cavalry crashed over, the knife-wielding Yuan soldiers rushed up hysterically, and then, the body was knocked away by the war horse, and the mouth of the toothless tooth struggled to gnaw the iron hooves that stepped on, and the next second, the head was cracked, a piece of skull and a handful of hair with brains flew away, and the corpse was swept into the rushing horse team.

The resistance of the fighting cry only lasted for a moment, a corpse fell in a pool of blood, the old man was mottled with blood in a robe, staggered back a few steps, in front of his vision, on a white horse, Zhao Yun, who was holding a gun, turned over and strode towards this side, the seriously injured and undead people on the ground hooked the knife on the ground, the gentian groaned lightly, the spear pierced into the person's head, the outstretched hand hung weakly on the ground, and the tall, indifferent general passed like this.

Stand across from the old man.

"Not surrendering?" Zhao Yun stared at him, and spoke in a cold voice.

His hair was scattered and stuck to his forehead, and he shook his head in frustration, "No surrender...... If this general were faced with the matter in front of him, would he surrender? ”

"No, it won't."

"That's it." The old man nodded, "My generation of literati also has backbone, if I don't die, others will say, you see, didn't that frustrated teacher also flee from the battle?" If you die here, the generals under the lord's command can follow suit in the future, and the old man will die...... Those who are ministers should be worried about the king......"

Then, he raised his long sword: "Be loyal and filial!" The thief will be frustrated here—" and then stabbed him.

On the other side, Zhao Yun raised his hand, and with a bang, the white horse slashed down.

Walking with trembling steps, blood pouring out of his chest, the old man looked up at the brilliant skylight, "Lord..... Gonghe has taken a step first." ”

He threw his head up and fell.