From west to east, the Yuanying camp wall, which stretches for several miles, is like an old city wall in disrepair, which was gently pushed by Zhang Yuan, and the whole line collapsed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Morale, at this moment, has become the key to determining victory or defeat.

Although the Yuan army was numerous, its morale was low to the bottom, and it was impossible to resist the attack of the hot Zhang army.

As soon as the camp wall was broken, more than 100,000 Yuan soldiers and soldiers lost their helmets and abandoned their armor, and fled in embarrassment.

Seeing that the big was gone, Yan Liangwen and other generals were powerless to return to the sky, so they could only retreat north with the defeated soldiers.

After breaking through the enemy camp, the soldiers of the Seventh Route Zhang Army shot towards the hinterland of the Chinese army where Yuan Shao was located like sharp arrows according to the original battle plan.

Killing Yuan Shao is the ultimate goal of Zhang Yuan's battle.

As soon as Yuan Shao died, the Yuan group would immediately split, and the Hebei prefectures would fall into chaos again, and Zhang Yuan's army could take advantage of the situation to go north, kill Chenghe, and unify the entire north in one go.

Once the north is unified, Dong Zhuo in Guanzhong, Han Sui in Liangzhou, and Sun Ce in Jiangdong will not be worth mentioning.

Killed Zhang Yuan, who was rising, slashed all the way, stepped on the bloody road, and killed Yuan Shao's big tent.

At this moment, Yuan Shao in the Chinese army was as stiff as a stone statue, sitting there with a gloomy face as iron and grief and indignation in his eyes.

"Kill Yuan Shao."

"Kill Yuan Shao."

The shouts and killings outside were coming.

"Newspaper. . . The main gate was lost, and the iron cavalry of the Yuan army had entered. ”

"The camp wall of Xiying has been breached, and General Wen has been defeated."

"Newspaper. . . The eastern camp has also been broken, and the enemy army of the seven routes is killing our Chinese army. ”

The scouts who rushed over reported one unfavorable news after another, and each piece of news was like a heavy hammer, striking hard at Yuan Shao's heart.

At this point, everyone knows that the general trend has gone.

Xu You and the other soldiers were all anxious, counting on Yuan Shao's order to withdraw their troops before they could flee for their lives.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Shao took care of his face, but at this time, he still held his head and broke it, but he didn't order a retreat.

"Lord, the enemy has broken through our last line of defense, and they are about to kill here, please retreat quickly." The blood-stained Yan Liangda stepped into the tent and shouted in a trembling voice.

All the strategists were shocked, and their faces were full of fear.

Yuan Shao's figure was also violently shocked, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes in an instant, but his face was blue, and he gritted his teeth and shouted: "I, Yuan Shao, the fourth and third dukes, the first prince in the world, hold the land of the four states, fifteen steps and ten thousand steps to ride the male army south, how can I be defeated by that humble little bit, I will not retreat, I will not retreat, I will not retreat,"

By this time, Yuan Shao was still dead to save face, and Xu You and other strategists were so anxious that they were about to cry.

Outside the big tent, the sound of killing has shattered the eardrums, and listening to the sound, Zhang Jun has killed a hundred steps away, and he is about to kill the big camp.

Feng Jiyi gritted his teeth, glanced at Yan Liang, and said: "The lord is in danger of the world, how can he be lost, for the sake of the overall situation, he can only offend the lord, General Yan, what are you waiting for." ”

Yan Liang understood, immediately stepped forward, forcibly helped Yuan Shao, and walked out with a drag.

Feng Ji and other strategists hurriedly followed behind, and a nest of peaks rushed out of the tent.

"Yan Liang, you are so bold, let go of me, let go." Although Yuan Shao scolded angrily on his lips, he spoke very well at his feet, and did not make a stubborn struggle, and was very obedient and let Yan Liang go.

The first prince in the world was dragged by his subordinates, fled from the tent in embarrassment, was forcibly helped onto his horse, and fled to the north.

Yuan Shao, who got on the horse, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced towards the south, and his sad and gloomy eyes were deeply unhappy.

One glance that happened in front of him, even if he dreamed ten thousand times, would never dream of it.

Just six months ago, he was still carrying the sweep of Gongsun Zhan, the power of Hebei, leading the fierce generals like clouds, 150,000 foot cavalry army, the mighty wave of the army to the south, Zhong Zhi was full of spirit, thinking that with a snap of his fingers, he could destroy Zhang Yuan and unify the Central Plains.

Then, he will be unruly, sweep away **, and dominate the world.

At that time, he could kick away the unsightly Emperor Han with one kick, sit on the throne of the emperor himself, and taste the ninety-five supreme and what it is like to submit to the world.

It's a pity that all these grand plans and all these beautiful dreams have been shattered by the thief named Zhang Yuan, a nameless man who led a group of names.

The army of hundreds of thousands collapsed, and the military strength that had been painstakingly managed for many years was wiped out tonight.

Even if he escapes back to Hebei, where will his face and prestige be, and what will he use to regain his strength.

"Zhang thief Zhang Yuan" Yuan Shao gritted his teeth and read this name that made him not humiliated, gritted his teeth for a long time, and was sad and angry for a long time, after all, it could only be a helpless sigh.

Then he turned his head and fled to the north with the flow of defeated troops.

It's a pity that if he wants to escape, he has to ask Zhang Yuantong if he agrees.

Just when Yuan Shao's front foot turned around just now, there was a loud killing sound in the rear, the sky was shattering, and countless Zhang Jun iron horses, bathed in the morning glow, wrapped in the blood mist in the sky, had chased wildly.

The big banner of the word "Zhang" flew proudly and chased after it.

Yuan Shao changed color in shock, and shouted urgently: "Where is the ugly text, quickly go and block the thief." ”

Wen Chou had an order and had to follow, so he had to lead a team of cavalry, turn back, and kill Zhang Jun.

With a force value of 96, Wen Chou shot and killed indiscriminately, barely holding back the speed of Zhang Jun's pursuit.

"The surname is Wen, your grandfather Xiao has been looking for you for a long time, where to go." There was a loud shout in mid-air, but it was Xiao Maha who rode his horse and danced with a gun, killed the chaotic army, and came straight to Wen Chou.

Rivals and rivals are once again in a mess.

Xiao Maha killed, and immediately suppressed the power of Wen Chou, Zhang Jun's speed rose again, and the iron cavalry chased Yuan Shao.

Yuan Shao saw that Wen Chou couldn't hold back the pursuers, and he panicked even more, and shouted: "Yan Liang, you go too, block the pursuers for me." ”

Yan Liang was helpless, and he didn't dare to disobey the military order, so he had to lead a team of soldiers and horses to turn around and kill back.

Just when Yan Liang didn't have time to rush out of more than ten steps, a team of soldiers and horses in the oblique stab came madly, and rushed his one or two thousand fine horsemen into two halves.

"Yan Liang, let's meet again, let's find out the winner." Ran Min let out a confident roar, and the horse danced with a spear, like a silver lightning, shooting wildly towards Yan Liang.

Yan Liang didn't have time to think about it, so he could only raise his spear and fight with all his might.

The two fierce generals with a force value of 97 were in a battle.

The blocking soldiers of the Yuan army on both roads were dragged by Zhang Jun, and Zhang Yuan in the middle was indomitable, wielding iron cavalry to chase after him.

Li Cunxiao, the thirteenth Taibao, opened the way in front, and the golden lance in his hand turned into a golden streamer in the sky, splashing in all directions, only the golden light was seen, and the shadow of the gun was not seen.