"General Lu, you lead the cavalry to press the formation, look for an opportunity to move, the infantry army is there, follow me, break the bridge!"

With the cover of the archers, the guards of the Bohai Navy who were crowded on the bridge finally seized the opportunity to rush to the riverbank, and at this time, the dismounted cavalry of the Yizhou Army who reacted had also rushed to the vicinity of the bridge.

The soldiers on both sides looked at each other like this, and the war instantly reached the level of white heat, one side was desperate to kill ashore, and the other side was to resolutely resist, under the condition of not giving in, the soldiers of the two armies were soon strangled into a group, and for a time it was difficult to separate, but with the passage of the war, the Yizhou army gradually became a little unable to support it, there was no other, the dismounted cavalry itself was not accustomed to foot combat, and the geographical advantage was on the side of the Bohai Navy, no matter how the soldiers of the Yizhou Army impacted, it was difficult to take a step beyond the thunder pool, especially the battle on the pontoon bridge in the middle guarded by Zhao Yun personally became a one-sided trend, but the soldiers of the Yizhou Army who dared to rush to the bridgehead of the Yizhou Army, all of them died tragically under Zhao Yun's gun.

"The thief is crazy, look at the knife!"

Just when Zhao Yun was in the middle of the spear, Yan Liang finally squeezed up from behind, and when he saw that the bridge was splashed with the blood of his own soldiers, his eyes immediately turned red, and with a roar, he rushed towards Zhao Yun with a big knife and a big sword.

"Phew!"

Seeing that it was Yan Liang rushing with a knife, Zhao Yun didn't dare to ignore it slightly, and stepped forward with a big stride, and with a shake of his arms, the bright silver spear in his hand had already stabbed out, the speed of the gun was not fast, but the gun momentum was erratic, and there was a possibility of changing tactics and maneuvering at any time, making it difficult to guess where the tip of the gun would stab.

"Slash!"

wing The two armies have been fighting each other for many years, as the number one general of the two armies, Yan Zhao Er General has never fought less, but he has never really distinguished himself, and every time he fights, he always gives up halfway for various reasons, but in any case, the two sides have fought several times, and they already know each other, because of this, Yan Liang did not intend to compare the subtlety of the moves with Zhao Yun at all, and launched a strong attack as soon as he came up, but under his roar, the horse cutting knife in his hand was slashed out with lightning speed, and it was his famous knife technique- "Eighteen Slashes of the Whirlwind". "Bell, bell, bell......"

Yan Liang's knife technique is wide open, although the moves are simple but extremely coherent, one knife after another, eighteen knives are almost in one go, and a huge knife net is laid out in an instant, trying to overwhelm people, if you change to a weaker general, I am afraid that a face will be cut into several pieces by Yan Liang's fast knife, but it is a pity that he met Zhao Yun who has perfected the realm of marksmanship, although the knife net is impermeable, but it can't stand Zhao Yundong's gap picking with a shot and a shot from the west, but listening to a dense sound of rain hitting the plantain, the knife net shattered into a streamer in the sky, and the sparks splashed everywhere, and the two generals were shocked almost at the same time and retreated three steps, and no one could take advantage of the slightest。

"Good thief, come again!"

Yan Liang didn't expect to be able to take down Zhao Yun with a single face, even if the knife net was broken, he didn't care, his heels had just stood firm, and he had already swung the knife straight up again.

"Kill!"

Although Yan Liang's reaction was fast, Zhao Yun was also not slow, almost at the same time as Yan Liang rushed up, Zhao Yun's figure had also pounced out, and the two peerless generals soon fought together again, and more than 30 moves had passed in an instant, but it was still difficult to distinguish between the superior and the inferior, the iron-like impact sound was always loud and non-stop, and between the rolling waves, the soldiers of the two armies were shocked to gain an unstable footing, and had to retreat again and again, and a huge section was soon vacated on the pontoon.

On the pontoon bridge in the middle, Yan Liang can compete with Zhao Yun, but the Yizhou army on the upper and lower pontoon bridges is difficult to resist the fierce counterattack of the Bohai naval infantry, which did not wait for Yan and Zhao Er to divide the victory, the upstream pontoon bridge was first cut by the Bohai Navy infantry struggled to cut the cable, and the pontoon bridge was broken into two in the cheers of the Bohai Navy officers and soldiers, and floated down the river to the middle pontoon bridge.

"Slash!"

Although in the fierce battle, Zhao Yun was the first to discover the changes in the upstream, but seeing that he was carrying a gun like a fly and Yan Liang around, while observing the broken bridge floating down the river with the corner of his eyes, when the broken bridge was about to hit the pontoon bridge, he saw Zhao Yun's feet slip, it seemed to be a foot in the air, so that a big flaw was exposed.

"Boom ......"

At the moment when Yan Liang took out the knife, the broken bridge finally hit the pontoon bridge heavily, only to hear a loud noise, the entire pontoon bridge shook suddenly, shaking from side to side, caught off guard, Yan Liang used too much force, and the knife in his hand was involuntarily crooked, and he failed to hit Zhao Yun not to say, but cut the bridge deck into two with a knife.

"Look at the guns!"

Zhao Yun was waiting for such an opportunity, not to mention seeing Yan Liang's knife momentum, and inevitably having some garlic under his feet, he was suddenly overjoyed in his heart, and with a force under his feet, his originally crooked body suddenly pounced forward, and with a wave of arms, a shot stabbed Yan Liang's heart like a rainbow.

"Oops!"

Yan Liang is a famous general in a hundred battles, although he is shocked, he is not chaotic, there is no side, as early as when the sword is empty, he knows that he has been hit by Zhao Yun's tricks, and he is already on guard against Zhao Yun's counterattack in his heart, even so, when he really saw Zhao Yun's domineering shot, Yan Liang's pupils still couldn't help but shrink wildly, and under an exclamation, he hurriedly played an iron plate bridge, and finally narrowly avoided being pierced through the chest, but the helmet was inevitably picked up by Zhao Yun's shot and flew into the air.

A shot failed to succeed, Zhao Yun couldn't help but secretly cry out pity, but at this time the bridge has been cut by Yan Liang, and if you don't go, I'm afraid that you will fall into the river, in desperation, Zhao Yun can only drag the gun along the broken bridge back to the riverbank, at the same time, Yan Liang rolled over, but also turned around and ran away from the towing knife, and even rolled back to the north bank, a short and fierce bloody battle ended here, the Yizhou army died more than 160 people, and the Bohai Navy died nearly 100 people, and more than 600 escaped, from the perspective of the battle loss ratio, the Yizhou army side is obviously superior, from the result, the Yizhou army that failed to grab the pontoon bridge is undoubtedly the losing side。

"Someone, order the rear army to speed up, and rush here before dark, without delay!"

Personally went into battle and failed to grab a pontoon bridge, but was picked off by Zhao Yun to fly the helmet, Yan Liang was so angry that he gritted his teeth and gave a death order, and a herald responded to the promise, and rode his horse to the north......