Zhao Yun stared coldly at the Xianbei people roaring in front of him, there was no temperature in his eyes, even colder than this cold weather. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Behind him were five thousand iron horsemen with the same solemn expression. These 5,000 horsemen are all iron-blooded men who have followed Zhao Yun in the desert grassland in the past half a year, and they have seen blood in their hands, and their eyes reveal a strong killing intent.

"The Han dog on the other side, a despicable and obscene bastard, dare to fight with my Hou Luohou!"

When Kebi was in a dilemma, Hou Luohou stepped forward and pointed at Zhao Yun and scolded Zhandao. Hou Luohou is naturally not blindly brave and ruthless, he naturally has his own plans.

Capture the thief and capture the king first! If Zhao Yun can be captured, the Han cavalry is likely to be defeated without a fight, and their Xianbei people may also escape. But the question is, can Hou Luohou beat Zhao Yun? Tho Luohou confidently thinks that it is not a problem, and Kebineng also thinks that it is not a big problem.

It can't be said that they are arrogant, it can only be said that they underestimate the heroes of the world too much.

Tho Luohou took off a team of swarthy sledgehammers from his horse, which was made of meteorite iron by blacksmiths who fled to Xianbei in the Central Plains, and the double hammers combined weighed more than 100 catties, but Tho Luohou did not have any difficulty in using them, which showed his innate divine power.

Hou Luohou straddled the horse and slashed the hammer in front of the two armies, showing off his might, but Zhao Yun looked at him like a clown, full of disdain, and a trace of pity.

"Han dog has no guts and rats, since you don't dare to step forward to die, then retreat quickly, don't want to dirty my Xianbei warrior's sword and arrow!"

Zhao Yun had an indifferent smile on his face, Cong Desheng hooked the spear in his hand, clamped his legs, and slowly came to the front of the formation, looking at Hou Luohou in a calm voice and said, "How do you want to die?" ”

The furious Hou Luo Hou was like a flame, but the calm Zhao Yun was like an iceberg. This is a war of ice and fire, and it is also a war of life and death for the Xianbei clan. If the Hou Luo Hou wins, the Xianbei people may still have the possibility of breaking through and killing. But if the Hou Luo Hou is defeated, the Xianbei cavalry, whose morale is already very low, will undoubtedly be defeated.

It was a matter of the survival of the whole clan, and Hou Luohou also burst out with unprecedented combat effectiveness, his legs clamped the horse's belly hard, and his whole body exuded a strong beastly nature, and he rushed towards Zhao Yun with a howl.

Hou Luohou has great strength, and he will drop ten times with one force, and the strength to pull out the mountain and carry the tripod is also his biggest capital, but this magic weapon is not useful at all in front of Zhao Yun's speed.

The two horses intersected, just one round, and the double hammer hollowed out Tho Luohou was simply stabbed under the horse by Zhao Yun's ghostly shot.

The gentian bright silver spear, which was as tricky as a poisonous snake spitting letters, pierced into the throat of Tho Luo Hou with incomparable precision.

Tho Luohou, who fell off the horse, didn't even have time to exhale pain, rolled his eyes, and lay on the snowy ground without looking at him.

Zhao Yun didn't bother to look at the defeated general again, he thought that he could have a few catties and taels of arrogance so arrogant, but he didn't expect that it was just a silver gun wax-like bag, what qualifications did Zhao Yun have to pay attention to again?

Seeing that Hou Luohou died under Zhao Yun's gun in one round, the Xianbei people, who were already like frightened birds, were completely frightened, and their eyes were full of despair.

Kebineng's face was also difficult to see, he couldn't believe that the invincible Hou Luohou in the desert grassland lost so easily, he lost so simply, and it seemed that he had lost without the slightest power to fight back.

I knew that Zhao Yun was so brave, and Ke Bineng would never let Hou Luohou go to death in vain, but now it's too late to say anything. Not to mention that Hou Luohou Kong lost his life, the Xianbei cavalry behind him completely lost the courage to fight.

"If you don't want to die, follow me!"

Kebineng no longer hesitated, turned the horse's head, and went east to fight the horse.

Turning around and returning is naturally impossible, and the devil knows if there is an overwhelming state cavalry chasing them behind them. Naturally, it is even more undesirable to go west, it is the base camp of the Bingzhou cavalry, even if Kebi can be given a hundred more dares, he will not dare to provoke Han Jun at this time.

In the four directions of southeast, northwest, east, and west, it is the best and only option to flee to the east.

Zhao Yun snorted coldly, and with a wave of the silver spear, the sound of horses' hooves sounded behind him, and the five thousand iron horsemen of Bingzhou sang "Out of the Stopper" and bent their bows on their prancing horses, chasing and killing the Xianbei people who were running away in embarrassment.

The Xianbei people hugged their heads in front of them, and one by one they only hated that the war horses under their crotches were not eight-legged. The Bingzhou Iron Cavalry chased after him very easily, and Xiahou Lan, who was the most unorthodox, even discussed with Zhao Yun with great interest about the riding skills of the Xianbei people.

The Xianbei people galloped on the slippery road for nearly a day, but the iron riders of Bingzhou waited for work and raised enough horsepower; The Xianbei people can only feed a little hay to the horses, but the war horses in the state can eat high-protein foods such as black beans at every meal. In addition, all the warhorses of the state were nailed to the horseshoe, and the impact on this slippery road was very small, if you really want to chase hard, it is estimated that the Xianbei people will not be able to run far at all.

However, Zhao Yun did not give such an order, the art of war is cloudy, and the poor are not chasing. At this time, the Xianbei warriors had not completely collapsed, and once they chased too closely, it would only prompt them to turn back and fight hard. Zhao Yun is naturally not afraid of the Xianbei people's desperate efforts, and he is also confident that he will annihilate his opponent. However, the life of every Iron Rider is precious, so why not be happy to achieve victory at the lowest cost?

"Chief, you can't run like this anymore! Our war horses can no longer hold on, and from noon to now, no less than a thousand of our people have fallen off their horses! Han dog, this is also going to drag us down alive! ”

Zonu chased after Kebineng, who was running in front, and shouted loudly, although the war horse under his crotch was still supporting at this time, it was already foaming at the mouth, obviously reaching the limit of his physical fitness.

What Zonu said, how can Kebi not know? But what can he do? Turning the head and merging the state iron cavalry desperately? If there may have been a little hope of winning before, then after this wild run, people are sleepy and tired, but they are bound to lose.

Kebi Neng didn't answer, Zonu gritted his teeth and said: "Leader, sooner or later it will be death, we Xianbei warriors are never afraid of death, but we can't die on our knees!" ”

Kebineng was shocked, he almost fell off his horse in a trance, his lips had been bitten by him, blood spilled down the corners of his mouth, and his chin was frozen into a bloody scab, which looked very terrifying.

"Then, fight!"

Kebineng waved his hand, reined in the war horse and roared: "Xianbei warriors, do you dare to follow me back and slaughter these god-killing Han dogs!" ”

The Xianbei warriors had already held back the fire in their bellies, and as Zonu said, they would rather die on the battlefield than live in humiliation. The humiliation brought to them by the Han army, they must use the bow and arrow in their hands to give a tenfold and hundredfold response!

"Shout, can't you run? Look at this posture is going to be desperate? Zilong, should we avoid the edge for a while and walk them again? ”

Xia Houlan heard the angry roar of the Xianbei people from a distance, and teased with a mocking smile on the corner of her mouth.

Zhao Yun didn't bother to take care of him, his eyes were like electricity, staring at the Xianbei people who were about three hundred steps away, went to the quiver and took out three wolf tooth arrows, pulled the bow in his hand and said sharply: "The whole army is ready!" ”

After more than half a year of hard training, these 5,000 iron horsemen have all been able to bend bows and arrows at gallop. Zhao Yun gave an order, but in just a few breaths, all the iron horsemen were ready to shoot. In the process of pursuit, the Bingzhou cavalry always maintained a fixed formation, so there was no need to rearrange it at all, as long as Zhao Yun gave an order, they would give the Xianbei people a devastating blow.

"Vertical battalion, horizontal battalion, projectile! Tianzi Battalion, flat shooting! Under the word camp, save and shoot! ”

Zhao Yun gave an order, and suddenly the arrows were like rain, and the arrows were like flying locusts, covering the sky and the sun towards the Xianbei cavalry who had turned around and were ready to start charging.

In the rain of arrows, Kebineng had already closed his eyes in despair, when the gap in equipment between the two armies was too big to catch up, his personal martial arts had become so insignificant.

Just a rain of arrows extinguished all the courage of the Xianbei people to resist. The wolf's tooth arrows used by the Iron Cavalry of Bingzhou are made of pure steel and are extremely sharp, and they can easily pierce through the leather armor of the Xianbei Knight. In addition, the archery skills of the Bingzhou Iron Cavalry had been greatly improved after hard training, so just sending an arrow completely destroyed the confidence of the Xianbei people in battle.

There's nothing to say, it's obvious that the Xianbei people are not opponents at all, so keep running!

Kebineng, who was lucky enough to escape his life, couldn't care about the fear, turned the horse's head, and fled for his life.

Zhao Yun's sharp gaze accurately locked on Kebineng in the chaotic crowd, and slowly raised the longbow in his hand.

"Ahh I'm dying! ”

Kebi could scream miserably, only to feel a cold chill coming from behind, and subconsciously lowered his head, narrowly dodging this fatal arrow.

Kobi was able to save his life, but his felt hat was taken to the sky. Kebineng, who was emitted by his cloak, clenched his fists tightly, and his nails were embedded deep in his palms......

"Zilong, what do you mean by this? According to your archery skills, it is impossible to miss within a hundred steps! You must give me an explanation, or I will be guilty of collaborating with you in front of the lord! ”

Xia Houlan came to Zhao Yun again, her face full of disbelief.

Zhao Yun glanced at him coldly, and said indifferently: "Whatever you want." In addition, for the time being, bypassing Kebineng's life is the military order of the lord! ”

"Chief, are you alright? It was so dangerous just now, I was about to die of scare, if that guy lowered the arrow a little more, I'm afraid it would ......."

Zonu was afraid, Kebineng was the belief of the Xianbei people, and he didn't dare to imagine what terrible consequences Kebineng would have if he had three long and two short.

"He didn't mean to kill me!" At this time, Kebineng had a calm face, and he didn't look like he was turning around before the ghost gate closed.