He saw at a glance that tens of thousands of people in the Huainan army were scattered like ants, and at this time, there was a group of soldiers and horses who dared to block his way. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Dare to turn around and resist, right, Lao Tzu will kill you today so that you don't even know your mother"

Zhang Yuan's killing machine was reduced, and he shouted: "Hua Rong, rush up for me, God blocks and kills God, Buddha blocks me to kill Buddha"

Hua Rong, who was galloping on the horse, did not stop for a moment, but slammed the horse's belly and struck up like black lightning.

Rolling iron hooves, wrapped in the power of destroying everything, trampling the blood and mud in the sky.

In the thunderous shouts, the war horse jumped up on all fours, and Hua Rong's tower-like body actually flew over the head of the enemy.

The momentum of the god general, in an instant, made the Huainan army, which was already trembling, tremble.

"Kill this husband for me" Chen Lan didn't know how powerful Hua Rong was, slapped the horse and danced the gun, and shouted to stop it.

The Huainan soldiers in the front row, under Chen Lan's reprimand, raised their knives one after another and slashed towards Hua Rong who crashed into the formation, but Hua Rong's war knives took the lead and swept down like a grinding plate.

There was a crackling sound suddenly, countless weapons and human arms were cut off, and in the scream, Hua Rong fell to the ground, and with a strong momentum, he crashed towards the oncoming Chen Lan.

Chen Lan was stunned, and then she realized that she had mastered martial arts and was actually above herself.

It was too late to realize that Hua Rong had already flown in, and he had no chance to escape, so he could only reluctantly raise his gun to block it.

The spear was not out, but a black wind swept past Chen Lan, and a bloody human head had already flown into the air.

Hua Rong killed Chen Lan with a knife.

Hundreds of Huainan soldiers, seeing the enemy general flying over their heads, killed their main general Chen Lan in one move, and instantly collapsed and dispersed.

At this time, Zhang Yuan, who was following behind, had already rushed in with five hundred iron horsemen, and crushed the enemy formation like a devastation.

The iron cavalry rushed wildly, ruthlessly slaughtered, the blade was like a madness, and the blood mist rose into the air.

Although Hua Rong killed Chen Lan in one move, Yuan Yao's goal had been achieved, and Zhang Jun's iron cavalry was slightly delayed, and Yuan Yao had successfully escaped on the road and drove towards the road in a hurry.

When Zhang Yuan killed all the enemies on the side of the road and rushed to the beach, Yuan Yao had already fled to the boat and headed towards the large warships on the road.

Although Yuan Yao fled, less than seven or eight hundred of the thousands of scattered Huainan troops were lucky enough to escape onto the ship, and the remaining three or four thousand enemy soldiers had been run over by Zhang Yuantie's cavalry before they could get on the boat.

With wolves behind and a road ahead, the enemies who are desperate for survival can only choose to jump into the road to escape.

Although the Huainan soldiers were mostly watery, the turbulence of the road was far from being comparable to the rivers, and most of the enemy soldiers jumped into the road not long after, either drowned by the road or shot by Zhang Jun on the shore.

It was nearly noon, and the first line of the beach had been stained red with blood, and there were countless corpses, and the road surface that was more than a dozen steps close to the shore beach was stained with blood.

Zhang Yuan was stationed on the bank of the Ma River, looking down at the Shura killing field, despising the remnants of Huainan who fled into the road, and his bloodshot eyes burst with coldness.

The banners with the word "Yuan" were soaked in the road and water, and were trampled under his feet.

The knights of the Zhang army, who had won a great victory, each brandished their weapons and shouted excitedly, showing off their might to the fleeing enemy.

Yuan Yao, who was on the boat, was extremely depressed, he stood by the side of the boat like petrified, looking at the bloody picture on the shore from afar, his chest was filled with grief and indignation, and he gritted his teeth with hatred.

Listening to Zhang Jun's bravado, looking at the big banner of the word "Zhang" flying proudly, and looking at the corpses of his own army floating on the road, Yuan Yao's chest burned wildly, as if he wanted to burn his self-esteem.

Unable to bear it, Yuan Yao yelled at the beach: "Zhang Yuan dog thief, I Yuan Yao has written down today's shame, I will wait, I will take your dog's head one day."

This roaring roar crossed the road one hundred and eighty steps and reached Zhang Yuan's ears.

At this time, although Zhang Yuan was excited in his heart, he still regretted that he had escaped from Yuan Yao, and wanted Hua Rong to release another arrow to see if he could shoot Yuan Yao, but he was so far away that he couldn't determine Yuan Yao's location.

Yuan Yao shouted so loudly, scolding with pleasure, but invisibly exposed his position.

"Yuan Yao, you are looking for death by yourself, if you know Song Qian's fate, you will definitely regret your voice"

Zhang Yuan's young face swept up with a sarcastic sneer, his eyes looked at Hua Rong, and he raised his hand to point in the direction where the voice came from, "Li Shenji, did you see that ghost howling guy, it was probably Yuan Yao, give him an arrow for me." ”

Hua Rong didn't say a word, hung up the war knife and bent the bow and arrows.

I could only hear his bones clicking, the muscles of his arms exploding, the three-stone bow full, and a pair of eyes as sharp as an eagle, traversing a distance of one hundred and eighty steps, locking onto Yuan Yao's angry and roaring face.

The wind and waves on the road are far away even on the river, and the boat bumps are more intense, Hua Rong's arrow today is far more difficult than the arrow shot at Song Qian that day.

At this time, Zhang Yuan didn't dare to be sure of Hua Rong, so he could only hold the mentality of giving it a try, hold his breath, and look at Hua Rong quietly with all the soldiers.

At a certain moment, Hua Rong's pupils shrank, and his fingers opened easily.

I only heard the sound of a string "boom", and the sharp arrow came out of the string, like a streamer, crossing the road and going straight to Yuan Yao's door.

The earth-shattering arrow of the divine shooting Hua Rong struck again.

In an instant, the sharp arrow pierced through the road wind and rushed in front of Yuan Yao like a streamer.

Yuan Yao, who was roaring, didn't know that there was a figure like Hua Rong in Zhang Yuanjun's army, so he didn't have the heart to be on guard at all, and he didn't expect that the enemy would shoot an arrow at his head from a distance of one hundred and seventy or eighty steps.

Without vigilance, it wasn't until the streamer hit his eyes that Yuan Yao suddenly realized.

On that day, Hua Rong shot an arrow at Song Qian and failed to take his life, because Song Qian was a martial artist with a force of 97, and his reaction ability was super strong, and he avoided it at the moment when the arrow hit the surface, so he failed to kill the arrow.

Yuan Yao's force value was not even 60, and when he saw the cold arrow coming, he couldn't dodge in time like Song Qian.

He could only stare at Dou Da with a look of horror as he watched as sharp arrows, like the claws of death, rushed towards his face.

Blood splattered, and a terrible howl rang out on the road.

The arrow did not pierce Yuan Yao's head, but hit him in the left eye.

The fierce road wind saved Yuan Yao's life, and the arrow that demanded his life changed slightly in a few moments.

Rao is like this, an arrow at the end of this strong crossbow is enough for Yuan Yao, and with a miserable scream, the whole person fell to the ground in pain, and the blood that flowed out instantly dyed him into a bloody man.

"The eldest son!"

When Ji Ling saw Yuan Yao hit an arrow, he changed color in shock, and strode forward, but was shocked to find that Yuan Yao was not only shot by an arrow, but also blinded in one eye.

"More than one hundred and eighty steps apart, the warship on the road was bumpy, and the wind and waves were so big, the eldest prince was actually shot? It must be the Hua Rong who shot my ear, this person is simply the same as the Hua Rong in history, with such an archery god, how can there be such a character under Zhang Yuan's command......"

Ji Ling looked at the road bank for a while, and then looked at Yuan Yao who was lying on the ground and rolling, and the whole person was stunned.

"Zhang Yuan, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you......" Yuan Yao, who was lying on the ground, was dying in pain, his mouth was hoarse, but he scolded with a crying voice. (To be continued.) )