"Rush." Zhao Yun was just a short word, but it was rapid and powerful, and it came out far away in the dull galloping of the heavy horse.

One thousand "Fierce Iron Horsemen", divided into ten waves, each team left a certain interval, and after the first wave accelerated to launch a charge, they began to follow in a regular and rhythmic manner. All the cavalry straightened up the "dragon lance", this dragon lance was at least twenty or thirty pounds, and it could hardly be supported by the soldier's one-handedness, so on the war horse, a simple hanging tower was installed, and the soldier only needed to fix the direction and borrow the impact of the horse, so that the destructive power of the "dragon lance" could be revealed.

Zhao Yun's white horse and silver spear, galloping on the horse, the silver and white cloak is flying, showing elegance. Seeing that he was about to enter the range of the archers, he couldn't help but shout: "Run." ”

The voice fell, a ball of green wind that was invisible to the naked eye blew across the entire battlefield, all the knights who were enthusiastic and high-blooded, only felt that their spirits were clear, the green wind wrapped a thousand fierce iron horses, all the Shandan horses, slowly floated four clusters without scattering the green clouds, the speed of all the war horses suddenly skyrocketed, and the speed slowed down a little due to the deepening of the weight of the iron sheet, and it rose up hard, and all the war horses galloped as unrestrained on the grassland as usual.

The archers in the trenches were obviously caught off guard when they saw that the enemy's horses had suddenly increased their speed significantly. Just in the blink of an eye, it was close at hand, and he almost subconsciously opened his bow and shot arrows. The arrows were very powerful, almost all of them hit the target, but they were just jaw-dropping, not only the cavalry on the back of the horse was not injured, but even the war horse, except for more than ten horses that were unlucky enough to be stabbed in the eye, the only effect was to leave a piece of iron, slightly slowing down the speed of the charge.

"Rush over." Zhao Yun did not hesitate at all, raised his head and speared, and crossed the ravine first, and the archers below once again endured the humiliation of stepping down.

The thick dragon spear pierced into the burning sea of fire almost in mid-air, Zhao Yun's arms swung continuously, and those fences that had been burned into charcoal were damaged by Zhao Yun's powerful arm strength, and the "boom" was like rotting wood, and it was knocked down in pieces. Zhao Yun immediately mounted his horse and jumped into the enemy's Dazhai, dozens of steps away, all of which were cipher code foot battles.

"Ahh

Before Ma Wei approached, all the Hebei foot soldiers looked at the thick dragon spear, almost subconsciously dodging it.

That's what you want.

Zhao Yun rushed forward frantically with an indomitable momentum, the huge dragon spear was like the hand of the demon god, passing along the way, killing but not killing a few people, all of them were bluffing around, almost stepping out of a vacuum straight line, and there were chickens flying and dogs jumping on both sides.

As Zhao Yun rushed forward, hundreds of "Fierce Iron Riders" behind him also began to leap into Dazhai, and they charged without a pause and set up a dragon spear.

Wave after wave, wave after wave.

By the third wave, Lu Xiang's formation had already begun to be a little messy. When it comes to the fifth wave, the horns of the formation are completely chaotic, and when it reaches the seventh wave, there are no soldiers and no soldiers. And rushed into Dazhai all the "fierce iron horsemen", almost no one turned back, no one fell in love with the battle, with a tragic momentum, bravely forward, although their goal, is to disperse the enemy formation.

Zhao Yun led a thousand "fierce iron horses", just like a group of wild boars arched into the cabbage garden, oh please forgive the analogy, but the effect is indeed the same, the entire vegetable garden is scattered and miserable, all you can see is the Hebei army that keeps screaming and howling, holding its head and running around. But as he went deeper, the resistance began to increase and the speed of the war horse was forced to slow down, and the camp did not have enough space to give a roundabout recoil, Zhao Yun quickly decided to start hand-to-hand combat.

"Bah" shouted again, the huge dragon spear floated in Zhao Yun's hand, and then fluttered lightly, like throwing a small stone, without any difficulty, and the Hebei army on the side, which was like a great enemy, was overwhelmed by a large area, and the screams were endless. Dozens of cavalry behind him had learned a lot, and for a while, the giant wooden dragon spears flew around, and the sky was covered all over the head, and the nearby Hebei soldiers fled in all directions.

"Changshan Zhao Yun is here, blocking someone from dying." The Yajiao spear was unfolded, and all the shadows of the guns were seen in the sky, as if more than ten spears were exerting force at the same time, and the speed was staggering. The wind is whistling, the cold light is flickering, and the gun curtains, like birds wanting to spread their wings and fly high, but they are hanging their wings by ropes, which makes people dazzle At the same time, the hidden killing intent almost makes all Hebei soldiers want to be heartbroken. Two pikemen, three halberders, and a shield infantryman, at the same time, were killed by the Adam's apple of the spear.

"Fuck off." With another clear shout, the Yajiao gun brought up a curtain of blades, blocking the road ahead, and the Hebei soldiers almost died in response.

Without blinking, his surroundings were emptied.

"The world-famous Yan Dynasty soldiers, is it so vulnerable?" In the encirclement of the 10,000-member Hebei army, Zhao Yunhua assassinated and killed the enemy, like a leisurely stroll, talking and laughing freely.

"Brothers, give it to someone."

With the angry voice of a partial general, the surrounding enemy troops all poured up like a tide, densely packed, with no end in sight, all long halberds and iron spears.

"Death", as soon as the corner was picked, the corpse immediately floated in the air, drenched in blood, and flew into the air.

"Death", a stab at the corner, the body is pierced into a hole, the forest is white, and the blood is like tears.

"Roll", with a wave of the corner, the sound of Jin Ge's iron horse, bursts of sparks, more than ten weapons will continue to be damaged, or they will fly and be thrown all over the ground, leaving a look of horror on their faces.

"Could it be that Ji and Qingquan are so mediocre? Didn't even make a round? "Zhao Yun's silver-white armor has been dyed red, and under the jumping firelight, it flashes with a strange purple color, and a sinister aura rushes straight to Yunxiao.

"Zhao Yunxiu's arrogance, the subordinate governor Yin Kai is here, let's die." Zhao Yun insulted and provoked, and the Hebei soldiers were full of righteous indignation, and finally one of the generals couldn't stand the stimulation and rode out of the battle.

"Suffer death." Yin Kai regarded himself as a brave general of Maocheng, with superior brute strength, and was summoned by Yuan Shao as a subordinate without making an inch, and now is a good time to make a name for himself.

"Hundred birds towards the phoenix" Zhao Yun didn't look at Yin Kai, the world-famous hundred birds and phoenix spears turned into countless birds flapping their wings and taking off, the brilliance was dazzling, and it was woven into a big net, which shrouded the past. Poor Yin Kai, in the face of the high-speed flying gun shadows in the sky, he didn't have time to react, he was shot and died in the blink of an eye, and he couldn't die anymore. This tragic barbarian in history, even if he escapes the fate of the tiger general Xu Chu, he can't escape Zhao Yun's second magic spear in the world.

"Yin Kai is just like this, Hebei is all this shrimp and crabs, will it not be successful?" Killing Yin Kai with one shot, Zhao Yun's non-stop protrusion, as long as the soldiers who dare to stand in front of him, they will all die on the spot.

"A certain general Zhu Ling is also, Zhao Yunxiu bullied no one in Hebei." Another general led dozens of parts, and rushed up in the chaos. Zhu Ling is Zhang He's deputy general, and his martial arts and bravery almost catch up with the former, and he is a famous general pardoned by Cao Wei during the Three Kingdoms. After the defeat of Guandu, he surrendered to Cao Ying, and then conquered the Quartet, repeatedly made military exploits, and was known as a good general, second only to the five sons of the good general, and the official to the later general. But no matter how brave he is, when he meets Zhao Yun, once his mind is hot, he is destined to be a tragic character.

The two fought back and forth for ten rounds through the lamp, and were stabbed off the horse by Zhao Yun with a shot.

The rest of the song is chaotic and running around.

Zhao Yun is unstoppable, like taking the head of a general in an army of millions, like probing for something. God blocks and kills God, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha. Born in the army, he led the iron cavalry to open a bloody path of corpses. Under the leadership of Zhao Yun, the fierce iron cavalry also became more and more courageous, one by one to block ten, rampage, killing Yuan Shaojun was frightened, almost unable to organize a similar interception, still trampled on the defense line by the cavalry, disrupted the remnants of the formation, although the loss of men and horses was not much, but the morale of the blow was huge.

Zhao Yun seems to have endless strength, and he seems to be an ancient knight, killing one person in ten steps, and not leaving a thousand miles. Sharp-eyed, he soon saw a handsome platform in front of him, with flags swaying densely, a general standing upright, and a four burly tall guards guarding the left and right, surrounded by guards with bright armor and cloak and brocade robes, obviously an important general of the Hebei Army.

"Brothers, rush." Zhao Yun instantly locked onto the target, and the iron horse flew in.

"Block, block." A few Qu Chang and Tun generals looked at the direction of Zhao Yun's charge, and their faces couldn't help but change greatly, almost desperately trying to block the route.

"Fuck off." Zhao Yunya's corner gun was swung with thorns, and the soldiers who rushed up couldn't stop the pace of progress at all, leaving a bunch of staggered soldiers, moaning and rolling on the ground, or simply not moving.

Seeing Zhao Yun rushing over so unscrupulously, his soldiers couldn't stop it at all, and they guarded the four steps of the generals and set out in unison. These four generals are: hob Feng Li, double whip Deng Sheng, golden gun Meng Dai, iron halberd He Mao. These four generals have more or less left records in the history of the Three Kingdoms, and all of them have extraordinary martial arts. After the four generals stabbed Zhu Ling to death from Zhao Yun, they knew that they were invincible, and they were not polite, each holding a weapon, and came up to besiege Zhao Yun.

"Huh" Zhao Yun was not afraid, rushed straight up, swung the iron gun at the corner, knocked the hob, swept the double whip, and pierced He Mao.

"Death" When the other three people were afraid, Zhao Yun shouted, like the reincarnation of the god of war, Bai Qi was removed, his legs lightly clamped the horse's belly, the horse leaped, Deng Sheng, who couldn't dodge, was killed, and the remaining two fled in panic. On the handsome stage, Lu Xiang's heart was shocked, his face was like earth, the four strong generals besieged Zhao Yun, and he died and escaped in just two moves, Zhao Yun's courage will never lose to Huang Zhong and Zhang Liao. It is the tiger general of the world.

"Protect the Commander." Lu Xiangqu's Minister Yan Chang was also shocked and urged sharply.

Yan Chang's big knife in his hand, once broke into Taihang alone, nearly a thousand minions, lightning took down the head of the Black Wind Village, and the area of Anyang was a famous general in Hebei. Even so, he led three hundred guards to besiege Zhao Yun, and in less than five rounds, he was stabbed under his horse and died on the battlefield.

"Fuck off." Zhao Yun slapped the horse stocks, the speed skyrocketed, like lightning, he jumped on the general's platform, and the spear went directly to Lu Xiang.

(To be continued)