Zhao Yun and Bai Mayi have always been very fast, from Gongsun Zhan noticed that there was a change in the southwest direction and speculated that something had happened to the Panhe camp in the rear, Zhao Yun rushed over non-stop, but he was still disappointed, Zhao Yun didn't expect that even Gongsun Zhan, who thought he was perfect, did not expect that the Shan clan he trusted had not resisted much at all and the Panhe camp had fallen.

"It's you, Shan Jing." Zhao Yun said coldly.

Behind him, the elite white horses lined up, and a sword-rattling earth-shattering murderous aura rushed into the sky without the slightest concealment, even if there were only a thousand horsemen, they exuded a domineering aura of thousands of troops and horses, and on the other hand, Lu Yi's pupils shrank, and he really faced this cavalry with only a thousand people in his heart.

"The lord treats you well, the Shan clan all occupy important positions, why do you want to surrender to the enemy, can't you still see that the general trend of the Yuan army has gone? In such a situation, you have betrayed the lord and betrayed the oath before the battle, and you deserve to die. ”

When Shan Jing heard this, his expression was also cold, and the two of them were also old acquaintances, so he was willing to talk more nonsense: "No, not only did I not betray Shan Jing, but the entire Shan clan has never betrayed Gongsun Zhan, my Shan clan has never been loyal to Gongsun Zhan, how can I betray without allegiance, General Zhao, you are serious, as for whether it is worth it, it is not up to you, besides, this battle, the Youzhou army may not be victorious, will it be too early to be happy now?" ”

"Stubborn."

Zhao Yun's expression became more and more cold, and the general Shan Jing, with Zhao Yun's temperament, he was willing to say a few more words with Shan Jing because the two of them were also old acquaintances, Zhao Yun had a cold temperament, and there was no one who could be called a friend under Gongsun Zhan's account, and Shan Jing was only a good impression, but at this time, those good impressions of Xu also disappeared, Gongsun Chan had the grace to support Zhao Yun, and in return, Zhao Yun has always regarded himself as a sharp sword in the hands of Gongsun Zhan, Whoever Gongsun Chan ordered Zhao Yun to do everything to remove all obstacles for him, and at this time, this obstacle was Shan Jing, or Yuan Shang behind Shan Jing, who was his enemy.

"You are Zhao Zilong?" Yuan Shang suddenly said loudly.

"Who are you?" Zhao Yun frowned slightly, of course he could see that Yuan Shang in front of Shan Jing was obviously a person-oriented.

Yuan Shang smiled indifferently when he heard this: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that you are going to run away in vain today, go back and tell Gongsun Zhan, withdraw the troops immediately, otherwise I will burn his grain and grass baggage, and let him decide the pros and cons." ”

"Such a big breath," a sneer appeared at the corner of Zhao Yun's mouth, and the silver spear in his hand pointed directly at Yuan Shangdao: "Then you have to ask me if the gentian bright silver spear in my hand agrees." ”

"Third son, let the end meet him in the future." Han Meng, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke up.

Han Meng is also a person who is good at using spears, inherited from Han Rong, the king of guns in Hebei, and when he saw the gentian bright silver spear in Zhao Yun's hand, he immediately had a belligerent heart in his heart.

Yuan Shang nodded slightly when he heard this, and said, "Then I will take care of General Han." ”

Han Meng was not under Yuan Shang's command, so he still maintained a little politeness to him.

Han Meng stepped out of the column and went straight to Zhao Yun, who saw this without any hesitation and greeted him.

Both of them are young juniors, and they are all masters of marksmanship, especially Zhao Yun, whose master Tong Yuan is known as the king of guns in the north, and Han Meng's uncle Han Rong is synthesized. Northern Second Gun', but in terms of fame, Zhao Yun's master Tong Yuan has a faint tendency to overshadow Han Rong, and the two families have disputes from time to time, even if the two sides don't know each other's identities now, but there is an inexplicable hint of competitive thoughts in their hearts, especially Han Meng, this person has a gloomy temperament, he listened to what Shan Jing said before, and he was not convinced, and then saw that Zhao Yun was so young, and he was even more disapproving.

There are no superfluous words, the two are violently facing each other, both sides are good at guns, and the first choice is, of course, to fight for victory in marksmanship.

There is no fancy part, the two guns bombarded together, the simplest move determines the outcome of the battle is the strength of both sides, being able to become Han Rong's descendant disciple Han Meng is naturally not bad, his arm strength is far stronger than that of ordinary people, at least forty pounds of wave spear in his hand is like no weight to dance Huo Huo Feng, Han Meng's face changed, and the war horse under his crotch also screamed in the air, and the huge force from the head of the opponent's spear shook his tiger's mouth, although it did not crack, but it also produced a little sour numbness, The war horse under the crotch was like hitting a rock, and a thousand forces ushered in, which made it suffer greatly.

The two riders crossed and staggered each other, and the horse's head turned, looking at each other.

Not far away, Yuan Shang and Lu Yi frowned slightly, their eyes were vicious, how could they not see that Han Meng had suffered a big loss.

"You're no match for me." Zhao Yun said indifferently.

Han Meng's face was slightly gloomy, and a trace of sour numbness came from the tiger's mouth, which made the disdain in his heart disappear instantly, looking at Zhao Yun, whose face was still a little immature, Han Meng said in a deep voice: "It's too early to say this. ”

After speaking, the war horse under his command accompanied Han Meng with his legs all the year round and killed Zhao Yun with ease, and the temptation of one move made Han Meng understand the gap between himself and Zhao Yun, and there was no longer the slightest contempt in his heart, and he waved the spear in his hand, using the strongest marksmanship he had learned, and it was also the marksmanship passed on by Han Rong, just like the spear in his hand, the waves, like the waves beating, endlessly.

Before Han Meng arrived, a powerful momentum rushed to his face, Zhao Yun's expression was solemn, and he felt a lot of pressure from the set of marksmanship that Han Meng had made.

Han Rong relied on an ancestral iron spear to dominate the Han Dynasty for decades, and naturally had its extraordinary, Han Meng learned Han Rong's seven-layer skills, and became serious, even if Zhao Yun was confident, he didn't dare to be conceited to the point of staring at everything.

The spear in Zhao Yun's hand shook slightly in his palm, this is Tong Yuan's famous marksmanship 'Hundred Birds towards the Phoenix Gun' to start the momentum, although the wave gun that Han Meng learned is strong, but the Hundred Birds to the Phoenix Gun that Zhao Yun learned is not weak, the wave gun pursues extreme speed, and it is as continuous as a wave that is dizzying, and the Hundred Birds Towards the Phoenix Gun seems to be slow but it seems to have constructed an unbreakable protective net in itself, and Zhao Yun was unmoved.

The two of you go back and forth, and after more than ten rounds of fighting, it seems that they can't help each other, but Han Meng, who is in the battle situation, is becoming more and more anxious in his heart, and his marksmanship has gradually become a loophole.

"Han Meng's defeat has been revealed." Yuan Shangluyi and others were silent in their hearts.

"Looks like that's the only way to go." One shot forced Zhao Yun back, Han Meng thought in his heart.

Han Meng's change was not unexpected, and quickly attracted Zhao Yun's attention, Zhao Yun's expression was solemn, and a faint crisis climbed into his heart.

"Turning clouds and rain."

But seeing that the style of the gun in Han Meng's hand changed, if Han Meng's marksmanship was still traceable before, the spear in Han Meng's hand who used this move was like an antelope hanging horns, and a more intense crisis hung in Zhao Yun's heart.

Phoenix nodded, a little.

Zhao Yun's spear flickered with cold light, and shook the barbed opponent's spear head away like a nod.

Han Meng's arm shook, he had to be angry, he forcibly held back a sullen breath in his chest, and the spear surged towards Zhao Yun like a poisonous snake coiling up.

"Phoenix nodded, two."

Zhao Yun's anger sank into the dantian, and the true qi in his body that only existed in perception poured into his limbs, and the spear that Zhao Yun injected into his hand was like two poisonous snakes entwining and biting in the air, Han Meng's body shook and a huge force almost pushed him off the war horse, and at the critical moment, the spear in his hand actually flew upside down.

Han Meng's expression changed greatly, and he was just about to react but saw a cold light stabbing his chest like a shadow, and a sharp pain spread from his chest to his mind, Han Meng's eyes were dark, and he was completely unconscious, but fortunately, the war horse Youling noticed that his master's life was in danger and hurriedly carried Han Meng away.

When Zhao Yun saw it, his face moved, not far away, Yuan Shang's expression changed, he pulled out his bow and arrow from the horse, just when Zhao Yun was eager to make up for another shot, he was shocked by a huge force, Zhao Yun fixed his eyes, a dark arrow slipped from the head of the gun, looked up, just saw Yuan Shang take the bow and wanted to shoot again, Zhao Yun was angry in his heart, knowing that Lu Dao had missed the opportunity to kill Han Meng, he waved his hand: "Kill." ”

The words fell, and the white horse behind him suddenly launched a charge, and a big battle was inevitable.