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A domed tent and more than 30 cowhide tents? Felt bags hundreds!?

A trace of hideous killing intent bloomed and condensed at the corner of Zhao Yun's mouth, Huo Ran looked back, and the eyes of the five hundred cavalry were already focused on him, just like a group of wild wolves that smelled blood, staring at their head wolf with expectant eyes, just waiting for the head wolf to let out a long howl, it would swarm up and tear the prey to pieces.

"Hiss~~"

In the sound of Qingyue's metal grinding, Zhao Yun slowly pulled down the grimace mask, and the young face was completely covered by the hideous and terrifying ghost face, only in the narrow eye hole, there was still a burning eye, and the silver lion hair fluttering in the wind behind the fierce ghost helmet, showing three points of flamboyance and seven points of wildness.

The continuous sound of metal grinding sounded immediately, and the five hundred cavalry slowly pulled down the ghost mask on the helmet, and suddenly, the childish faces were gone, replaced by hideous and terrifying grimaces, and the cold murderous aura that emanated from the narrow eye holes.

"Yellow Turban Iron Rider~~"

Zhao Yun turned his horse back, and the silver spear in his hand was held high to the sky.

"Invincible in the world!"

Five hundred young horsemen raised their sabers and responded with a bang.

Suddenly, Zhao Yun pressed the silver spear in his hand forward, and the horse under his crotch seemed to have a spirit and suddenly neighed and raised his hooves and galloped, and behind Zhao Yun, five hundred cavalry swept forward like a flood that broke the embankment. The iron hooves were churning, the grass and mud were splashing all over the sky, and the hooves sounded like thunder, threatening to shatter the sky.

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Ji Luoshan, Zhang Bao camp.

Zhou Cang walked into Zhang Baozhong's army tent with heavy steps, and said in a condensed voice: "Lord, ten days have passed, and there is still no news of General Zhao Yun and the five hundred cavalry, do you see if it ~~"

"Zhou Cang!" Zhang Bao Huoran raised his hand and stopped Zhou Cangdao, "Calm down!" As long as our army does not move, the attention of the King of the Sun and the Luoluo Department will always be focused on Jiluo Mountain, and Zhao Yun and his five hundred cavalry will be safe! Taking a step back, even if Zhao Yun's five hundred cavalry met a large group of Xianbei cavalry, wouldn't they be able to escape if they couldn't defeat it? ”

Zhou Cang scratched his head and said quietly, "That's right." ”

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Beihai, built Luoluo Royal Court.

Ahu's 800 guards were already in full array, and the king of the day and the leaders of the various tribes were also lined up in front of the battle.

The attacking Han and Han people only had four or five hundred cavalry, and the king of Rizhu really didn't take them seriously, in the eyes of the king of Rizhu, having eight hundred iron guards in the royal court was enough to defeat this Han cavalry, but just in case, the king of Rizhu still urgently ordered the three thousand cavalry of the right bone duo department eighty miles west of the royal court to come to the aid quickly.

"King, Yellow Turban Army!"

Ahu'er suddenly pointed in front of him and shouted, the king of the sun and the leaders of the various tribes raised their heads when they heard the sound, and saw that a group of black cavalry had appeared on the vast horizon in front of them, and the leather armor of the Xianbei cavalry was mostly gray, and only the iron armor of the yellow turban cavalry showed a dark color, which was particularly eye-catching on the turquoise prairie.

The king waved his scepter forward and said loudly, "Attack, break the enemy." ”

Ahu'er took out his scimitar and raised it high above the top, looked up to the sky and snorted: "Da Xianbei warriors~~ kill!" ”

"Kill, kill, kill~~"

The eight hundred Xianbei warriors shouted frantically like wild wolves, and as Ahu'er drew his scimitar forward, they rode forward one after another, swarming towards the galloping Yellow Turban cavalry in front of them.

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In front of the Yellow Turban Army.

Zhao Yun raised his gun to the sky, looked up to the sky and roared: "Cone Formation~~ Prepare to throw a gun!" ”

Zhao Yun gave an order, and the five hundred cavalry that swept across the mountains and fields quickly began to form a formation, and suddenly formed a cone formation with the sharpest assault power, and Zhao Yun was at the sharpest of the cone formation! The long lance and sharp steel knife were already in their sheaths, and the lance was raised high.

The nomads in the north can ride and shoot, and the five hundred teenagers in the Western Regions under Zhao Yun can also ride and shoot, but in the battle between the light cavalry and the heavy cavalry, the cavalry and archery kung fu are rarely useful! When the horses on both sides are sprinting at high speed, even the Hu people, who grew up on horseback, will find it difficult to shoot the enemy from a long distance.

Only a handful of skilled archers can shoot the enemy with arrows from dozens of paces away on a horse that is running at great speed.

And if you dare to use a bow and arrow before the enemy rushes closer, it is basically equivalent to suicide. Therefore, the melee between the cavalry, even the Hu people on the grassland, horse archery has never been the main means of killing the enemy, most of them will use scimitars, horse forks, sabers and other melee weapons to kill the enemy.

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"Hah!"

Ahur let out a loud shout, his legs slammed into the horse's belly, and the mount under his crotch had completed its final acceleration.

Behind Ahu'er, the eight hundred iron guards had already set up a "wolf pack" assault formation that was standard for the steppe people.

"Whew!"

When the two armies were a hundred steps away, Ahu'er stretched out his bow and set up an arrow, and a wolf tooth feather arrow thicker than his thumb had been shot into the air, straight to Zhao Yun's throat, Zhao Yun turned sideways slightly, and the sharp wolf tooth arrow had already passed against his shoulder armor, and a miserable scream immediately sounded behind him, no need to look back, Zhao Yun knew that a soldier had been hit by an arrow and fell off his horse.

The wind howled in his ears, and the ground under his feet receded like a tide, and suddenly, the two cavalry were only dozens of paces away.

"Kill!"

"Buzz~~"

Zhao Yun roared, and threw his right arm high forward, and when the right arm was thrown forward to the limit, the five fingers suddenly opened, and the throwing gun tightly held in his hand suddenly came out of his hand, and the bamboo pole at the end of the throwing gun began to swing rapidly, making a terrible scream.

"Kill, kill, kill~~"

In the sound of killing one after another, the five hundred cavalry behind Zhao Yun exhaled at the same time, and threw out the throwing spears in his hands with all his strength, and nearly five hundred throwing spears were instantly intertwined in the air into a dense forest of death, carrying a suffocating scream, and shooting viciously at the Xianbei cavalry that was rushing forward.

"Huh!?"

Seeing a cold light shooting head-on, Ahu'er's face changed in shock, and he hurriedly bowed back to the sheath, and then grabbed it with his hand, the sharp steel knife had come to his hand, and the cold light could be shot, Ahu'er hurriedly raised the knife to block, and only heard a soft sound in his ears, and the scimitar in his hand shook at the same time.

The next moment, a cold cold spread rapidly from his chest to his whole body, Ahu'er suddenly felt that the steel knife in his hand was as heavy as a mountain, and he was no longer able to lift it in the air, and slowly lowered his head, Ahu'er's dull gaze stared at his chest, and a bamboo pole had pierced his body.

"Poof!"

Ahul slumped off his horse's back and was trampled into flesh by the hooves of the galloping horses behind him.

"Puff~~"

Almost at the same time that Ahu'er fell down, more than 100 Xianbei iron guards had also been shot and fell off their horses, and suddenly a crowd of people turned on their backs in front of the Xianbei formation, and the neighing of the war horses and the wails of the soldiers had already resounded in the sky. Ma Chao put the gun in his hand, looked up to the sky and snorted: "Sons, all in one go~~ Kill this group of Xianbei dogs!" ”

"Whoa~~"

Five hundred cavalrymen responded with swords in their hands.

Iron hooves galloping, broken grass splashing everywhere, all of a sudden, the Yellow Turban Army's cone-shaped assault array has collided viciously with the Xianbei Iron Guard's wolf formation, the already extremely chaotic Xianbei wolf formation is like a mud field ploughed by an iron plow, from the middle to the wings, and with the Yellow Turban Army's cone formation advancing forward, the crack is getting bigger and bigger.

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"What~~ What? How is this possible!? ”

Wang Yuan opened his eyes and stared at the noisy battlefield in front of him, he couldn't believe his eyes!

The two armies had just come into contact, and the eight hundred royal court guards were already in chaos, while the five hundred Yellow Turban cavalry still maintained a rigorous assault formation, and this result was simply crazy! Because the king of Rizhu and the leaders of the various tribes were far apart, they did not see the spears fired by the Yellow Turban cavalry, and thought that the formation of the royal court iron guard was forcibly disrupted by the Yellow Turban cavalry.

Especially the white-robed general in front of the Yellow Turban Cavalry Formation, in the Xianbei Chaos Army, it was like entering a no-man's land, picking up and down the thorns on the silver spear in his hand, just like a white dragon churning and flying, the Xianbei cavalry suddenly split like waves, and no one could stop it for a moment! In less than a moment, the cavalry formation of the eight hundred iron guards had been chiseled through by the Yellow Turban cavalry.

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"Ahhh~~"

Zhao Yun raised his gun to the sky, raised his head to the sky and roared, the violent killing machine was like a long river of huge waves churning in his chest, and when he was about to ride his horse back and re-enter the Xianbei rebellion, the corner of his eye suddenly glanced at the grassland not far ahead, a group of gorgeously dressed Xianbei people were standing, and behind one of the Xianbei people, there was actually a gray pole erected.

"Huh? Could it be the Xianbei aristocracy? ”

Zhao Yun turned his horse's head slightly, letting the mount under his crotch raise his hooves and gallop, and the figures of the gorgeously dressed Xianbei people in front of him quickly became clear.

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"King, the Yellow Turban Cavalry has cut through the cavalry formation of the royal court guards and is coming this way!"

"Hurry up, King!"

"Protect the King!"

The tribal leaders around the king of the day suddenly panicked, when the king of the day turned around and wanted to escape, Zhao Yun was fast, he had already ridden to kill, and stabbed the king of the sun under the horse with a gun, and the rest of the leaders were shocked when they saw this, and rushed to the rescue, and the twenty-nine tribal leaders and their own personal attendants rushed towards the horse like a swarm of bees.

Zhao Yun was not afraid of anti-joy, raised his head and roared and rode his horse into the Xianbei formation, the silver spear in his hand was like lightning and spike, the four tribal leaders who bore the brunt only felt a chill in their throats, and then they were cold, and it was difficult to move a little, and the next moment, the ruthless darkness swallowed them like a tide.

Although the king of the day chased over and fell off the horse, but did not die immediately, at this time, seeing that the yellow turban general was powerful, riding alone to fight more than 100 Xianbei warriors without falling behind, every shot stabbed, there must be a Xianbei warrior shot off the horse, and when the five hundred yellow turban cavalry arrived, the more than 100 Xianbei warriors had been killed and wounded.

Knowing that there was no hope of escape, the king of Rizhu couldn't help but settle down and shouted, "What's your name?" ”

Zhao Yun turned his horse back, the silver spear in his hand slowly pressed down, and the tip of the blood-dripping spear pointed directly at the throat of the king of the sun.

King Rizhu stared at the narrow eye hole on Zhao Yunli's ghost helmet, his sharp eyes wanted to peek through the cover of the ghost helmet to see Zhao Yun's true face, and asked again: "What is your name?" ”

"Some, Changshan Zhao Yun is also."

The cold killing machine poured out from the narrow eye hole of the fierce ghost helmet, and a cold voice sounded ghostly from behind the grimace mask, and the next moment, the tip of the blood-dripping spear stabbed down mercilessly, and a shot pierced the throat of the king of the sun, and the blood splattered, and the sharp eyes of the king of the sun soon began to dissipate and dimmed.

Zhao Yun stabbed the king of the sun to death with a shot, and was about to dismount his horse and cut off his ears again, the Xianbei people's royal court guards had already screamed and killed back, and when Zhao Yun led five hundred iron horsemen to defeat the royal court iron guards and returned to the place where the corpse of the king of the day was buried again, the body of the king of the day was gone.

It was the leader of a small tribe who stole the body of the King of Rizhu, although he was picked off by Zhao Yun just now, he was only slightly injured, so he pretended to be dead and escaped by luck. With the escape of this small tribe leader, the news that the five hundred Yellow Turban cavalry defeated the eight hundred royal court iron guards, and Zhao Yun rode alone to fight more than 100 Xianbei warriors quickly spread in the western grassland.

From this day on, Zhao Yun~~ in the ghost mask has become a lingering nightmare in the hearts of Xianbei people!

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In April of the sixth year of Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty, Zhang Bao led 8,000 elite soldiers to attack Xianbei, and the troops fell down the mountain.

At the beginning of June, the young general Zhao Yun led 500 light horses, avoided the front, and rushed more than 2,000 miles in a roundabout way, and attacked and destroyed the royal court of the Luoluo tribe in one fell swoop, and the iron guards of the 800 royal court were defeated, and the king of Richai, two royal brothers, three princes, as well as the twenty-eight tribal leaders gathered in the royal court and more than 100 Xianbei nobles under their respective commands, were all beheaded.

When the three thousand cavalry of the right bone duo department arrived at the royal court, all they saw were corpses lying all over the ground, all the corpses had been beheaded, and there was only one ear left on the head, and the yellow turban cavalry that came and went like the wind was already dozens of miles away! The vengeful 3,000 Xianbei cavalry rushed to catch up, but were stolen by the 500 Yellow Turban cavalry at night and returned defeated again.

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Chang'an, Li Ru's official residence.

Li Ruzheng had a secret conversation with Jian Yong, the confidant of Liu Bei, the captain of Sili.

After more than half a year of melee, the strength of the rebellious army in Liangzhou quickly declined, even faster than Guo Tu expected.

By June of the sixth year of Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty, there were only 20,000 soldiers and horses left under Guo Yan's command, and they were temporarily stationed in Chang'an. Li urged even more miserable, at this time there were only 8,000 remnants left in Shang County, according to Wuguan to temporarily shelter~

Yang Fengxian united with Li Xun, but was defeated by Guo Yan and Li Ru. When Li urged the defeated army to go south to Shang County, Yang Feng led his troops to flee, and was ambushed by Guo Yan's army on the way, and there were only 2,000 remnants left in the chaotic army, so they had to run into the north and come to Duan Xuan to take shelter for the time being.

Zhao Cen did not participate in the melee between Guo Yan and Li Xuan, but led 20,000 rebel troops to withdraw to Hangu Pass. However, most of the grain and grass of the Liangzhou rebellious army were divided up by Guo Yan and Li Xuan, and Zhao Cen's army was short of food, and every day there were soldiers who mutinied and defected, and by June there were only seven or eight thousand people left.

The defeat of the Liangzhou rebellion is inevitable, and it is impossible for Guo Yan, Li Xuzhi and others to hold Guanzhong for a long time, and now they should indeed find another way out.

A lonely lamp, full of seclusion.

Jian Yongzheng sat down and said to Li Ru: "With a wise person like Mr., it is impossible to fail to see the general trend of today, now that the Han family is declining, and the world is rising, it is the right time for the husband to choose the master and make contributions!" General Guo Yan's trapping in Guanzhong can only be a dead end, and only by leading troops to the east to serve my lord is a smooth road. ”

Li Ru said without yin or yang: "I heard that Lord Liu Bei often works as a street shoe seller, but is there such a thing? ”

Jian Yongzheng said: "This is indeed the case. ”

Li Ru laughed and said, "How can such a person with no ambition achieve great things? General Guo Yan voted for such a lord, which is really a dead end. ”

Jian Yong smiled and said, "Sir, isn't it crazy to be stupid? ”

"Oh?" Li Ru said happily, "So Lord Liu Bei is pretending to be crazy and stupid?" ”

Jian Yong didn't answer and asked, "What does Mr. think?" ”

"Okay." Li Ru nodded, and asked again, "Mr. also said just now, the decline of the Han dynasty and the rise of the world's heroes are a good time for the husband to find the master of the Ming and make contributions, but sir, please tell me, Lord Liu Bei's troops are only hundreds, and they will not pass the pass and Zhang, can they be called the masters of the Ming?" ”

Jian Yongdao: "Although my lord only has hundreds of elite soldiers now, and there are only two generals, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, who can be sure that in a few years, there will be no 100,000 elite soldiers and 1,000 good generals?" The general trend of the world, only the righteousness can convince people, my lord is in Luoyang, holding the authority of the world, heroes from all walks of life will hear the wind to vote, why worry about the great cause? ”

"Hahaha~~" Li Ru laughed and said, "A small captain of Sili dares to say that he is in charge of the world?" Doesn't it make people laugh out of their big teeth!? ”

"Mr. Li Ru." Jian Yonghuo got up and said with a displeased face, "You can not believe your words, but please don't insult my lord." ”

Li Ru also sank his face and said unceremoniously: "Mr. Jian Yong, please go back, my general is a subordinate who can never be a pawn of a peddler, that's all he says, come here, send off guests!" ”

"Li Ru, in the future, you will regret the decision you made today." Jian Yong's face changed greatly, and he said angrily, "Also, please don't make decisions without permission, please take me to see General Guo Yan, I want to see General Guo Yan!" ”

"My general is busy with military affairs, so I don't have time to see you." Li Ru smiled coldly and said in a deep voice, "Also, I never know how to write the word regret in the next place, send off guests!" ”

"Humph!"

Jian Yong snorted and walked away.

Seeing Jian Yong's figure disappear outside the door, Li Rucai straightened his clothes, changed his pleasant face, and said to the family outside the door: "Please Mr. Huang Turban Guo Tu." ”