After that, Dong Zhuo turned his horse and left first, and at the same time, the letter flag of the withdrawal of troops was also waved on the dirt slope. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The more than 1,000 officers and men of the Li Army, who were standing still, did not know whether they were advancing or retreating, and they all secretly breathed a sigh of relief, how dare they hesitate for a moment, and quickly retreated to the south.

In addition to Li Zhang, Zhang Yuan is still fighting fiercely with Dong Min, and the two sides have passed more than 19 moves, but they are still inseparable.

Dong Min was like a madman, taking out a life-threatening move and fighting desperately with Zhang Yuan.

But Zhang Yuan was as calm as a mountain, and he didn't care about his temporary succession, and the knife momentum was as endless as a long river, steadily resolving Dong Min's offensive.

Dong Min's force value was originally omitted from Zhang Yuan, if the two fought a few hundred rendezvous, Dong Min would definitely be able to defeat Zhang Yuan.

It's a pity that the situation is like this, and Dong Min no longer has this opportunity.

In the earth-shattering shouts of killing, a large group of infantry troops led by Fan Lihua had already slaughtered.

In an instant, the hundreds of soldiers and soldiers of Li who were fighting hard fell into a situation of complete collapse.

Fan Lihua's spear was like the wind, no one could stop it, and he was killing all the way to the battle group, wanting to help Zhang Yuan and take Dong Min's life.

Dong Min's hideous face swelled with endless shock, and he also fell into a dilemma.

In today's situation, he will never be able to kill Zhang Yuan, and if he continues to fight, he must die, and only by retreating immediately can he have a glimmer of life.

But if he left like this, wouldn't he give Liu and his sister to Zhang Yuan, how should he explain to his uncle Dong Zhuo.

A sneer swept up at the corner of Zhang Yuan's mouth, and when he noticed Dong Min's distraction, the offensive on the knife suddenly began to strengthen.

"Dong Min, don't run if you have a kind, let's see who can kill whom." When Zhang Yuan attacked, he did not forget to stimulate Dong Min with words.

Dong Min was so angry that he gritted his teeth and wanted to break, and he really wanted to fight Zhang Yuan to the death.

The soldiers around him fell in a pool of blood one by one, and the more they fought, the fewer they fought, either died under Zhang's saber, or they scattered one after another.

Soon, he will be killed as the commander of the light pole, and the only fate that awaits him is death.

On Dong Min's forehead, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down, and his heart was entangled to the extreme.

At this moment, Dong Zhen entered the chaotic army, found Dong Min's location, and shouted: "Lord, my uncle has an order, ordering you not to fall in love with the war and retreat immediately." ”

Dong Zhen came in time, and his drink was like Dong Min grabbing a life-saving straw.

The so-called military orders are like mountains, how can you not obey your uncle's orders.

Dong Min knew that this time he would have to retreat, and if he didn't retreat, he would have to retreat.

Deep in his heart, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as if he was relieved, and he no longer had to worry about whether he should desperately protect Erniang Liu.

Dong Min sighed secretly, gritted his teeth fiercely, and jumped out of the battle group with a horse, and fled without looking back.

"Min'er, where are you going, don't you care about Erniang and your sister?"

When Dong Min galloped his horse and swept past the carriage, a woman's trembling and sad voice came from the carriage.

Dong Min's face instantly flashed with a trace of shame, but he gritted his teeth, pretended not to hear, and just galloped on his horse, and soon left behind him from the carriage.

Dong Min's force value is equivalent to his own, and the encirclement is not combined, he wants to forcibly escape, Zhang Yuan knows that he can't stay.

Zhang Yuan didn't go after him, he just slashed his sword and said proudly: "Dong Min, go back and tell Dong Zhuo to let him wait for me in Nanyang, my army will be killed soon." ”

Zhang Yuan's shout was full of mockery, which made Dong Min angry, and he wanted to turn back and fight again.

"Zhang Yuan dog thief, you wait, my uncle and I will kill back sooner or later......"

Dong Min wanted to reply with a cruel word to save some face, but before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard the sound of a bowstring ringing behind him.

Zhang Yuan put a cold arrow.

Dong Min was taken aback, and before he had time to spit out another half a word, he hurriedly threw his body on the horse's back, intending to dodge the incoming arrow.

Dong Min, who was lying down, didn't hear the expected sound of arrows slashing beside him.

He was suddenly suspicious, straightened up slightly, and wanted to turn his head to take a look.

Boom..

Another chord sound.

Dong Min was startled, even if he turned back, he was in a hurry to lie down on Ma Bei.

There was still no arrow crossed.

"This kid's archery skills are so bad that he missed both arrows and went nowhere......

Dong Min secretly felt disdain in his heart, looked back, and suddenly heard the third string sound.

This time, Dong Min was not frightened, and still turned his head back.

Only then did he finally see that Zhang Yuan hadn't released the arrow at all, but had been pulling an empty bow.

Zhang Yuan's move was clearly playing tricks on him.

Knowing Zhang Yuan's intentions, Dong Min suddenly became angry, gritted his teeth, and really wanted to turn the war horse and live and die with Zhang Yuan again.

But he didn't have the courage after all, so he could only turn his horse and gallop with a sense of anger.

Zhang Yuan, who was behind him, saw that he had seen through his means, so he gave up shooting the fourth arrow, and raised the empty bow in his hand towards Dong Min, who was glaring angrily, and his young face was full of sarcastic sneers.

Dong Min could only swallow his anger with difficulty, and fled farther and farther away with hatred.

Zhang Yuan immediately watched Dong Min retreat with a horizontal sword, but did not order the pursuit.

Although Fan Lihua's troops and horses had arrived all the way, the main force led by Xiao Maha, Ran Min and other generals still did not arrive.

In the direction ahead, the terrain has begun to become complicated, Zhang Yuan is afraid of Dong Zhuo's deceit, afraid that he will pursue too fiercely, and he will fall into Dong Zhuo's ambush plan, which will not be beautiful at that time.

Although Dong Zhuo fled, Chang'an had been taken, and the strategic goal of this battle had been achieved.

As for the Son of Heaven, although he was forcibly taken away by Dong Zhuo, he will continue to pursue it in the future, and it is still possible to recapture the Son of Heaven.

It is important to be safe, and when dealing with an opponent like Dong Zhuo, you must not be too confident.

What's more, Zhang Yuan had robbed the carriage that Dong Min desperately wanted to protect, and now, he was full of curiosity, wanting to see which kind of immortal was sitting in the carriage.

The soldiers drove like waves, and Zhang Yuan rode his horse to the front of the carriage.

When the knife fell, the curtain was smashed.

A young woman, a girl, was exposed to the air.

Zhang Yuan's eagle eyes lifted and landed on the beautiful woman with a plump figure and a gloomy face in the corner of the carriage.

In the eyes of the beautiful woman, a trace of fear instantly passed, and the heavy body trembled slightly.

She felt a chill quietly rising on her back.

Zhang Yuan's sharp and cold eyes were like an invisible knife that could penetrate her clothes, penetrate her body, and see through the deepest fear in her heart.

The beautiful woman subconsciously turned her head away, not daring to face Zhang Yuan's eyes.

But the status of this beautiful woman is obviously expensive, although her eyes did not look at Zhang Yuan, but she held the girl in her arms, holding her head high, and she looked fearless.

Looking at this beautiful woman pretending to be Yongrong, Zhang Yuan was sneering in his heart, and he had already seen through the weakness in her heart at a glance.