Chapter 220: Changshan Zhao Zilong

Yang Bai didn't even see Zhao Yun make a move, Xu Yuan was picked off the horse, although he was just an ordinary captain, but he was not so vulnerable.

Suddenly remembering the hidden weapons of the Qiang and Yi people, Yang Bai shouted: "Zhao Yun, you dare to hurt people with a secret weapon, despicable!" โ€

Zhao Yun said coldly: "Who are you?" First know the name, an immortal and nameless ghost under a certain gun! โ€

"I am Yang Bai, the general of Hanzhong!"

Zhao Yun said lightly: "Let you rest for an hour, if you don't descend early, don't blame me for being ruthless!" โ€

"You wait, I will avenge Xu Yuan!" Yang Bai was shocked, retreated to the village, and ordered the soldiers to defend it strictly.

Shen Tanyan said: "This person is obviously cowardly, why doesn't the general take advantage of the situation to kill in the camp?" โ€

Zhao Yunyan said: "We are waiting for the mountains and rivers to wade through the mountains and rivers, and we are coming quickly, the men and horses are tired, and the enemy army has been guarding here for a long time. โ€

Shen Tan looked back and saw that the soldiers were all sweating profusely and their lips were chapped, and as expected, his morale was low, so he immediately ordered Shen Yi to lead a thousand troops to guard the intersection, and the rest of the soldiers retreated to a cool place to get water and rest.

Zhao Yun rode his horse to a hillside, where he could see the whole territory of the enemy camp, dismounted and untied the halter saddle, let him eat grass and drink water, and sat alone in the shade of the tree and fell asleep.

Shen Tan sent a water bladder, and when he saw this, he said worriedly: "The general is so relaxed, if the enemy army arrives suddenly, how can it be good?" โ€

Zhao Yun didn't raise his head, and ordered: "Tell the soldiers to prepare enough arrows in the forest, if Yang Bai dares to go out of the camp, he will be killed!" โ€

Yang Bai returned to the big tent, and was worried about how to deal with Zhao Yun, when suddenly the sentry came to report that the Jingzhou army retreated to rest under the shade of a tree, the formation was scattered and morale was low.

"Really?" Yang Bai was in good spirits, quietly walked out of the back camp, came to an arrow tower, put his hand on the pergola and looked at it, and couldn't help laughing: "Could it be that the gods of heaven have appeared to help me succeed?" โ€

I saw that the Jingzhou soldiers were in twos and threes, and they were hiding in the woods to eat, drink and rest, and Zhao Yun was even alone on a low slope, sleeping against a big tree, and the war horse had run to the stream below the slope, and the reins and halters had been removed.

"Hmph, it turns out that he can't use soldiers!" Yang Bai saw that Zhao Yun was so lax before the war was over, and smiled coldly: "What's the use of relying on the courage of a horseman? Ben is going to teach you a long lesson today. โ€

He went down to the arrow tower and secretly summoned the generals of each battalion, and ordered them to quietly organize the troops, without beating drums and gongs, and told the soldiers to drape neatly in the tent, and kill them in three ways after a quarter of an hour.

All the battalions went to prepare, Yang Bai drank a large bowl of mountain spring water, suddenly felt energetic, neatly draped, and got on the horse after carrying a big knife to the tent.

Seeing that the time was coming, the defenders quietly opened the door of the camp, and the Jingzhou army in the distance really didn't notice it, Yang Bai rode out, and the Hanzhong soldiers came out like a tide.

In an instant, the sound of killing under the Black Tiger Mountain shook the sky, and Yang Bai urged the horse to take Shen Yi who was guarding the intersection, this person was a defeated general, and there was nothing to be afraid of.

Shen Yi was shocked, hurriedly shouted to defend against the enemy, Shen Tan threw dry food in the rear, and immediately ordered the drum to be beaten, and the Jingzhou soldiers were in the mountains and forests, and they took out their bows and arrows to prepare.

Zhao Yun was on the hillside, he had already seen the movement of the enemy army, and only waited for Yang Bai to leave the camp before he suddenly got up, pursed his lips and whistled, and the white horse under the mountain heard the neighing of his head and galloped up the mountain.

Zhao Yun didn't assemble the war horse, but just lifted the bright silver spear, held down the horse's back, turned over dexterously, got on the mount, lightly knocked the horse's belly, and went straight down the mountain.

Yang Bai led the troops to kill the front, Shen Yi couldn't resist it, led the troops to retreat into the hillside, and the Hanzhong soldiers chased in, and the arrows in the woods were shot together, and there were countless casualties in the instant.

Yang Bai was directing the soldiers to rush and kill, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a white shadow approaching from the corner of his eye, and turned his head to look, but it was Zhao Yun who killed from the mountain, as fast as lightning, and his heart suddenly sank.

At this time, the soldiers were rushing forward to kill, and it was too late to form a formation, so they hurriedly called for the defense of the soldiers beside them.

A chaotic wave of arrows came, Zhao Yun sat on the horse without silk, it was as steady as a rock, the bright silver spear danced, swinging it away, the white dragon horse neighed, and jumped down from the half-slope.

Seeing this person descending from the sky like a divine soldier, the Hanzhong soldiers were in an uproar, and it was too late to release arrows, so they dodged around.

"Ahh

Yang Bai was completely intimidated by Zhao Yun's momentum, and was so shocked that he neighed loudly, and fled back and forth on his horse.

Boom โ€“

The mount's four hooves fell to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust, and the bright silver spear swept away, and the Hanzhong soldiers fell to a large area.

"Yang Baixiu is leaving!" Zhao Yun patted the horse's neck, and the white dragon horse also identified the target and chased after the general with a cloak.

I saw a white shadow walking through the chaotic army, and everywhere I passed, people turned on their horses, screaming endlessly, and there was no enemy at all.

Although Yang Bai's mount is also good, it is a big difference compared to Zhao Yun's horse, which was given by the master when he went down the mountain, from the depths of the desert, and is said to be a descendant of the heavenly horse.

This horse is pure white as snow, there is no miscellaneous hair on the body, the body is more than one zhang long, the height is eight feet, it can travel thousands of miles a day, the person who sells the horse is called the white dragon horse, and the master takes the name of the dragon bird.

The four hooves galloped, like a swimming dragon, stretched and fast, and caught up with Yang Bai in the chaos in a blink of an eye.

Yang Bai was beating his horse and galloping, and he heard the screams behind him getting closer and closer, and when he turned around, Zhao Yun had already galloped in front of him, and the bright silver spear was stabbed with the sound of breaking wind.

Inexplicable fear came to his heart, Yang Bai only felt as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake, his whole body was stiff, and as the cold wind approached, he couldn't move, and he couldn't resist at all.

"I'm Yang ......" Yang Bai hissed, subconsciously raising the big knife, wanting to reveal his identity, but it was too late.

Poofโ€”

With a crisp sound, he clearly heard the sound of the tip of the gun piercing the armor and entering the flesh and bones, and his heart ached sharply, and his eyes went black and he lost consciousness.

Zhao Yun's men and horses were still galloping, picking Yang Bai in the air, and shouted: "Those who descend will not be killed!" โ€

A string of blood was sprinkled on everyone's heads, and the Hanzhong soldiers were already frightened by Zhao Yun's killing, and they scattered in all directions, and at this time, Yang Bai was killed, and they knelt down and surrendered.

At this time, Zhao Yun's personal soldiers had also arrived, followed by three hundred white-horse soldiers, some of whom were the old troops and juniors of the white-horse righteous servants, with superb riding skills and a neat lineup.

Bai Ma Yi has the ability to ride and shoot from the beginning, forming a formation, the outer soldiers wielding swords to kill the enemy, and the internal cavalry bending bows and arrows, and now following Zhao Yun is even stronger than Gongsun Zhan's combat power, it is simply indestructible.

In front, Zhao Yun cut through thorns and thorns, tore open the gap, the rear cavalry only swung their swords to kill the enemy, and the cavalry in the middle opened their bows left and right, shooting the generals and archers in the distance.

At this moment, everyone seemed to have returned to the situation of galloping outside the plug and chasing and killing Hu Ren, all of them were enthusiastic, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and rushed straight to the enemy camp.

The Hanzhong soldiers had already panicked, and the generals were killed, and there was no one to command, so they scattered and fled after a little resistance, and some of them surrendered on their knees far away to avoid being shot by random arrows.

Shen Tan and Shen Yicai organized soldiers to counterattack, and suddenly saw the Hanzhong soldiers scattering in a hurry, and when they chased after them, they saw Zhao Yun single-handedly, carrying Yang Bai's corpse and rushing into the camp.

The two of them had learned Yang Bai's skills, looked at each other, and said in amazement: "Changshan Zhao Zilong, terrifying!" โ€