The sudden change instantly shocked the eyes of the guards who followed Murong on the battlefield to fight desperately, from sluggishness and astonishment to anger and despair, the joy that had just escaped from the obstacles disappeared in an instant, and suddenly, some people were red-eyed and killed Zhao Yun wildly, some people wailed and fled in panic when they lost their minds, and some people were stunned and stunned.

Listening to the mournful wail of the Xianbei people, Zhao Yun, who had followed Gongsun Zhan's southern expedition to the north, suddenly knew that he had caught a big fish this time, and he was overjoyed, and when he was about to bend his back, his arm was slightly forced, and he suddenly picked up the leader who was originally abandoned by him with the tip of a spear, and then held it in his hand with his left hand.

"Your leader is dead, and you don't want to be buried with him to surrender quickly, but my lord is merciful, and may leave you a way to live." Pressing his head on the horse's back, Zhao Yun suddenly lost interest in these small fish and shrimp in front of him, the tip of his tongue trembled slightly, and immediately shouted loudly,

However, these people in front of him are either Murong's diehards, or some Tuoba tribe left dead soldiers, for Zhao Yun, these people of the Tuoba tribe don't pay attention to it at all, after desperately blocking the passage that was opened by Murong before, they began to concentrate on blocking the people of the Murong tribe from escaping, and there were only a few dozen Murong Xianbei people who galloped in front of Zhao Yun to avenge Murong, and after being killed by Zhao Yun with a shot and killing more than a dozen in a row, they were replaced by the soldiers who came behind him, and they were soon wiped out.

"General ......" looked at the Xianbei people who were killing each other, and the deputy general couldn't help but turn his head to look at Zhao Yun, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

"Stand by in a hundred steps back, but all the Xianbei people who escape from it will be killed." Glancing at the battlefield, although Zhao Yun didn't understand why the situation was like this, he had no intention of intervening, and after hanging Murong's head around the neck of the war horse, Zhao Yun simply ordered the soldiers to make way for the Xianbei people who were killing each other.

"No." The deputy general responded, and turned to take the soldiers to prepare, Zhao Yun saw that there was nothing to do, so he handed over the command of the team to the deputy general, and he drove his horse around the other side of the place where Chen Zhi was.

There is no horn, there is no leader, the blow to the Xianbei people is undoubtedly fatal, coupled with Dong Zhuo's army constantly pursuing this fight, the fleeing Xianbei people no longer have anyone left to block the enemy, but fled not far away, a group of people were stunned to find that their retreat has been blocked by their own people, and the scope and intensity of the melee suddenly became larger, in this way, the army on Dong Zhuo's side was cheaper, but after half an hour's effort, more than 20,000 Xianbei people who were stranded on the battlefield died and surrendered. No one dares to resist with a weapon in his hand,

"Send someone to tell Li Tong, just say that the lord personally gave the order, let him lead the troops to stay at Yanmen Pass, and tell Zhang Ji to let him do a good job in the logistics of the army, especially the grain and grass, there must be no loss......" On the high platform, seeing that the war began to end, Guo Jia was suddenly born and ordered the soldiers around him, at this time Dong Zhuo led people to pursue the escaped Xianbei people has long been gone, fortunately, they have discussed the route of the northern attack on Xianbei more than once before, Guo Jia is not afraid that they will get lost in the end, And the only thing that made him a little worried was that Dong Zhuo was afraid that Dong Zhuo would only care about pursuing those Xianbei people and going in the wrong direction and affecting the progress of the entire northern attack.

Take prisoners, clean up the battlefield, count the spoils...... One by one, things began to be carried out in an orderly manner as Li Tong began to take over, after getting off the high platform, Guo Jia began to order the whole army, and after the soldiers were redeployed, Chen Zhi and Zhao Yun each commanded 5,000 troops as the left and right wings, and he himself personally commanded 15,000 troops as the Chinese army, and then instructed Zhang Ji to then make up the grain and grass and escort it, the army suddenly began to move slowly, chasing in the direction of Dong Zhuo and his party,

At this time, Guo Tu and others, who were bitten by Hua Xiong, Zhang Xiu, and Dong Zhuo behind them, ran for more than seventy or eighty miles in one go, and suddenly showed despair on their faces.

They can run, and even if they can't stop running for a day and a night, they can grit their teeth and persevere, but when they were preparing before, they only prepared two days of dry food, which is okay, but after all, they have just experienced a war, and they are demoralized after a big defeat, so they have only been running for an hour now, and many people have begun to fall behind one after another due to lack of energy, and after running such a long distance, not only can they not get rid of Dong Zhuojun, who is closely following behind them, On the contrary, the distance between the two sides tends to get tighter and tighter, and if it goes on like this, I am afraid that it will not be long before they will be exhausted, and at that time, I am afraid that they will not even have the slightest strength to resist.

"Ahem...... Sir, what should we do. Maybe he was too tired, Tuoba Yan could barely see a trace of blood on his face, he was miserable and white, his chest was rising and falling violently, and his body, which had just improved after three days of rest, seemed to be unable to breathe, and looked like it would break off at any time.

Guo Tu's face was gloomy, beads of sweat on his forehead, and he fell to the ground from time to time, he didn't expect that even if Murong left more than 10,000 people on the battlefield, he would be chased by Dong Zhuo's side, the current situation was far beyond what he thought in his heart, to put it mildly, it was completely beyond his ability, and he was not one of those Xianbei people who grew up on horseback, he was a scribe, he could insist on galloping horses for an hour without stopping, and he had almost exhausted all his mental energy, At this time, don't say that it makes him think of a plan, but when he moves, the body and bones that seem to have fallen apart are uncomfortable.

"The sky is going to kill me, and the sky is going to kill me." Looking at Guo Tu, Tuoba Yan's eyes gradually began to dim from hope, and he sighed for a long time, and in a moment, Tuoba Yan's face seemed to have aged ten years all of a sudden, and his eyes were full of despair, at this time, he really regretted it,

"Shan Yu, Han people...... The Han Chinese caught up again. There was silence all around, and the coldness made people's hearts chill, but after a while, it was completely broken by a sharp scream, panic and despair suddenly filled everyone's hearts, and after a while, a coolness instantly rushed into his brain from the soles of Guo Tu's feet, and he couldn't help but feel a spirit.

"Half an hour, this time it's ......not even half a quarter of an hour," muttered in a low voice, Guo Tu only felt that his heart was like ashes, in an hour, Dong Zhuo's pursuit of them was shrinking little by little from the beginning of a quarter of an hour, until now it was only a few minutes, and their ending, Guo Tu could even faintly foresee it,

"Go, go, go." Guo Tu lost his mind, and Tuoba Yan, who was extremely disappointed, couldn't care about asking Guo Tu for a way anymore, and screamed loudly.

screamed and wailed, and in an instant, the Xianbei people, who had just slowed down for a moment and could breathe, suddenly became chaotic,

"The Han people are coming, run away, run away." In a panic, some people who reacted quickly immediately drove their horses to speed up their escape, of course, more people didn't have time to figure out what was going on, and the sound of banging and banging immediately continued to come out, and immediately, the entire Xianbei people's team became even more chaotic, and there were countless trampling on each other.

Guo Tu's side, Zhu Ling saw that Guo Tu was distracted and Xianbei was already in chaos, so he immediately waved his hand and asked the two hundred people around him to protect Guo Tu tightly in the middle, and then hurriedly shouted at Guo Tu: "Mr. leave quickly." ”

"Go, where else can you go, and if you run again, who will have the strength to fight." Laughing miserably, Guo Tu said with a disgraced face, among all the people, he was the only one who saw the situation most clearly, but now that the Xianbei people have been in chaos, it is useless to say anything.

Zhu Ling was silent, there were a lot of leaders of the Tuoba Xianbei tribe, who could take care of whom, as the so-called dead friends did not die in the poor way, although no one of them understood this sentence, but this truth was all clear, as far as the eye could see, Zhu Ling even saw that someone began to flee with the entire team of the team, which still has the mind to care about the future,

"Otherwise, let's go down." On the side, a person suddenly spoke, and was instantly frightened by the staring eyes of Zhu Ling and Guo Tu, and his face turned pale and closed abruptly.

The soldier's voice was not very loud, but it still clearly reached the ears of the surrounding people, although Tuoba Yan who had already fled from the horse did not hear it, there were still a lot of Xianbei people around them, but it didn't take long for this person's words to be heard by Tuoba Yan, and after a while, Zhu Ling or Guo Tu quickly noticed that the speed of the Xianbei people in front of them suddenly slowed down, and even if there was nothing, the way they were moving was completely blocked.

"Wenbo, let the soldiers be vigilant, the Xianbei people are no longer reliable." Between Mercedes, Guo Tu whispered in Zhu Ling's ear,

"Don't worry, sir, the last general will know what to do." Zhu Ling nodded, and then quietly made a gesture to the soldiers around him that Xianbei people couldn't understand, and the more than two hundred people who were originally scattered saw it, and they suddenly became alert one by one.

"Boom, boom, boom." Thousands of horses galloped together, the rumbling sound of horses' hooves shook the four fields, and the Xianbei people who continued to run were speeding again, and then they were chased by Dong Zhuo's troops several times in a row, and the distance was shortened, and the Xianbei people were never able to leave Dong Zhuojun's sight.

Time gradually passed, Guo Tu and his party were quickly squeezed to the back of the Xianbei team, every time Dong Zhuojun chased closer, it seemed that a bow and arrow could cover them, this time, not only Guo Tu, but also Zhu Ling, who was born as a military general, saw it, and couldn't help but turn pale, and his eyes were full of despair: "Sir, what should we do." ”