Hundreds of battles in the yellow sand wear gold armor, and a few people returned to fight in ancient times.

When the day the armor goes to the battlefield, whether you are a general or a soldier, who can guarantee that you will return home alive.

Passing through the enemy camp that was constantly collapsing in the flames, Zhao Yun, who was stained with blood, galloped over. It's a pity that when he entered the encirclement, his robe had been lifted into the air by a spear.

Even if they vowed to take the robe home, maybe it was too late, and I am afraid that they would never have the opportunity to fight side by side again.

When the back of the same departure a few hours ago appeared in his mind, Zhao Yun's sadness rose from his heart, and this sadness immediately turned into anger. Even though his face was blackened by the flames of war, the enemy troops around him still saw his hideousness.

"Dead open !!"

Uncle Jiang Ren's unknown life and death aroused Zhao Yun's primitive wildness, even if he was surrounded by a lot in the next moment, he had to rescue him, even if it was a corpse. When the spear in his hand slashed past him, the enemy soldiers who wanted to pick up the cheap ones shed blood.

"What a handsome kung fu!" Yan Xing picked up Uncle Jiang Ren to transfer his horse and waved his head, and when he saw the sudden appearance of the single rider, he couldn't help but secretly shout hello. Even if he doesn't know the identity of the other party, but the courage to break through the level alone is beyond his reach.

"Death to those who stand in my way!" At this moment, Zhao Yun seemed to have lost his mind, and in the face of more and more enemy troops, he still rushed to kill regardless of it.

Before a stick of incense, he heard the horn of Uncle Jiang Ren's order for all the sword guards to retreat, but because the sound of the horn was transmitted in the direction of the enemy's central army, those who stayed behind knew the next result.

Looking at the three sword guards who stayed with him and survived, Zhao Yun couldn't bear to let them down, nor could he bear to sacrifice them. When Jiang Xiaochen was ordered to leave with his relatives who had died more than half of the battle, he resolutely rushed into the sea of fire, hoping to bring back the robe with his own strength.

Although Uncle Jiang Ren seemed to have died in battle at the moment, Zhao Yun still kept wielding the spear, which looked like he wanted to replicate Jiang Qi's feat of fighting the Huns alone that day.

Even if the skill of opening and closing is not as good as that of his senior brother Jiang Qi, Zhao Yun's fierce pick-up and accurate piercing of the gun have already made him invincible, and there is no one under him. Everywhere he went, blood flowed and screams filled the sky. No matter whether it is a general, as long as he dares to fight with him, he will definitely die on the spot.

'Poof, poof, poof' three shots, after neatly picking out the three enemy generals, Zhao Yun did not look up to the sky like Zhang Fei and roared, nor did he enter Guan Yu as lightly as the clouds, just stared coldly at his target, a tall and strong young man riding a war horse.

Zhao Yun stopped waving his spear, but no one dared to move the elite Qiang soldiers surrounded by them, even if they all raised their scimitars in their hands, but their feet were as if they were stuck with blood and water, and they couldn't move.

At this moment, the brave Qiang people only realized what a warrior was, even if they saw that Zhao Yun was wearing an armor with a large official position, compared to killing him for meritorious service, they were more worried that they would become the corpses that fell around.

In the face of peerless generals, maybe other generals will promise a lot of money, like ants biting an elephant to death, even if Zhao Yun can fight again, one thousand is not enough for two thousand, and if he can't die, he will be tired to death.

But what kind of person is Yan Xing, that is an invincible opponent of the three armies, what is there to fear. Immediately, a pair of tiger eyes looked at each other.

"Get out of the way, he's the general." In front of everyone's eyes, Yan Xing did not procrastinate, and he had the intention of killing the general. Separate the guards and fight.

"Come and get your name, for the sake of some bravery, it would have been able to make you die happily." The spear slashed across the ground, and Yan Xing said coldly.

"Even the anti-thieves dare to speak out, go and ask me if I die! Kill!!! The enemy's eyes were very red when they met, and Zhao Yun, who was wearing a cloak, had already thought that he was not as elegant as before, so he scolded with a smile, and immediately ran out with a wave of his spear.

"Look for death!!"

Even if he has seen Zhao Yun's skills, he does not look like a fierce general brother in terms of body shape or appearance, how can he make Xiliang Dahan Yan Xing care. With a contemptuous smile, Yan Xing immediately greeted him with a spear, and his calm appearance showed that he had the style of defeating the enemy.

On the battlefield, one inch is long and one inch is strong, one inch is short and one inch is dangerous, even if the spear in Yan Xing's hand is not as good as Zhang Fei's Zhangba snake spear, but it is also a heavy weapon, coupled with its height and long arms, just now Jiang Renshu was picked up by his sudden cold hand.

However, Zhao Yun is not Uncle Jiang Ren, who became a monk halfway, he is a famous teacher and has a profound background, if he is easily picked off the horse, then he will have no face to live.

The horses are staggered, even if the weapon suffers, but the nimble Zhao Yunren then came first, but with a slight pull, he picked up the tip of the spear that had reached his chest, and then he also wiped it, and it looked like he had broken his hand.

In the resonance of 'ding' weapons, the sparks were clearly visible, and Yan Xing, who had a great deal to control the enemy, was startled, and hurriedly returned his spear to block the head of the spear that was steaming in the cold light.

Although he also guarded against Zhao Yun's sneak attack, from the fact that he easily set up his own strength, Yan Xing quickly put away his contempt.

Yan Xing, the young hero, is also inexperienced on the battlefield, and he has never met a real master, if he is unlucky, he will be off the horse today.

Knowing that he had met his opponent today, Yan Xing didn't dare to keep his hand when he turned the horse's head. Of course, the young man's heart also made him not to be outdone, his arms were concentrated, and he was bound to give it a go.

Of course, if Zhao Yun knew Yan Xing's thoughts at the moment, he would definitely be angry, how could he say that he was also one of the five tiger generals, a famous general, how could he be despised by a nobody.

However, after a short fight, Zhao Yun, who had just lost his mind, woke up, and now he was deeply surrounded, and the target he wanted to save was uncertain. As a leading general, you don't need to count beheadings to count your merits.

Moreover, his mission today is not to catch and fight with the enemy generals, and it is very unwise to be contained here at the moment, if he dies in battle, it is completely self-inflicted.

Thinking about the current situation clearly, Zhao Yunhuan inspected the place where Uncle Jiang Ren had just landed and made up his mind.

The longitudinal horse carried the spear into the battlefield again, facing the menacing Yan Xing, Zhao Yun did not fight hard at this moment, between the two horses, I saw him grab the menacing spear, and the body of the spear that he stabbed out of his hand smashed into the leg of Yan Xing's running horse.

'Pur......ring' With the mournful roar of a war horse, Yan Xing, who originally wanted to wrestle with it, was thrown out by the war horse.

In the face of an excellent vacancy, if he fights again, Zhao Yun will definitely have the upper hand, but this is not what it used to be, and Zhao Yun, who does not want to fight, has not stopped. Urging the war horse, with a shot to open the shield that formed the battle circle, Zhao Yun killed the encirclement.

had already seen Zhao Yun's bravery, and the rebels who didn't want to die had no heart to resist, and when Zhao Yun killed, no one stopped his pace.

After throwing a spear and shooting a rebel general fighting on horseback, Zhao Yun leaned down and grabbed Uncle Jiang Ren, who had fallen to the ground. Then the war horse moved forward, and when he pulled out the spear inserted in the corpse during the run, Zhao Yun went away like a horse in a no-man's land.

At this moment, I remembered the rebels killed by archery, and there was still a chance to touch Zhao Yun's body.

Maybe Zhao Yun was really a lucky general, and in the face of thousands of enemy troops, he went away unscathed. There is no doubt that after today, Zhao Zilong, who is full of courage, is famous again and is destined to become a generation of famous generals.

Watching Zhao Yun disappear from the firelight, Yan Xing, who accidentally fell on his head and was bleeding, finally stood up.

Even if after this battle, he is no longer a nobody, but he is destined to be Zhao Yun's background.

Spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and the anger of being played by Zhao Yun made him angry. As soon as he grabbed the spear picked up by his own soldiers, he ignored it, and gave the order to pursue in anger.

It is said that the poor Kou Mo chases, not to mention that after the fiasco, if Yan Xing still rescues grain and grass at this moment, maybe he can still take away the elite who has not suffered serious losses.

It's a pity that the anger made Yan Xing lose his mind, and he followed Zhao Yun out of Wuli before he heard a rapid sound of sticks.

In an instant, a string of torches lit up on the dark ridges on both sides, and rows of repulsive horse shields instantly gathered on the road facing them. When a silver spear landed behind the shield, the soldiers who had been blackened by the flames of war released the rockets in their hands. There is no going back.

Left and right, it is an ambush soldier who is waiting for work, and in front, there is a cloud cavalry guard full of hatred, is there a way for Yan Xing to retreat?

Yes, naturally there are, even if Zhao Yun arranged five hundred ambush soldiers, plus his cloud cavalry guards, but there were only more than two thousand people. However, Yan Xing brought more than 4,000 surviving rebels, and they were all elites.

In such a comparison, even if two fight one, it is enough, but it is a big deal that both lose, and it is not certain who will kill the deer.

Yes, after a brief panic, Yan Xing's rebels did not defeat in a battle, but instead began a counterattack under Yan Xing's command.

Yan Xing deserves to be valued by Han Sui, if he is a mediocre talent, the Sword Guard and the Cloud Cavalry Guard, he will not be able to bargain in the sneak attack.

When the war began, what was originally an ambush turned into an encounter.

In the face of the mourning soldiers, the disadvantages of the newly expanded Yuncai Guard recruits and the Jiang family's disciples who had never been on the battlefield were revealed.

Thousands of recruits are still methodical in stealing cold arrows, but once they fight in close combat, they are no match for the rebel cavalry. If it weren't for the fact that there were still more than half of the Cloud Cavalry Guard veterans commanding the suppression formation, I am afraid that Zhao Yun's prestige would be swept away.

Fortunately, the sky has eyes, and when Zhao Yun was a little overwhelmed, there was a rumbling sound of horses' hooves behind him.

"Zilong!! Don't panic, Xu Chulai also ...... "With a tiger roar resounding through the battlefield, a young strong man with a big knife took the lead in killing."

Behind him, hundreds of cavalrymen wearing wind scarves and unicorn cloaks came with billowing smoke. Although they are not very numerous, they are like the ugly men they lead. The fierce murderous aura is enough to make the world retreat.

When the Qilin Guard of the Hundred Battles arrived, the situation on the battlefield changed immediately, and even some of the Jiang family's disciples who couldn't hold their feet screamed and waved their war knives.

Even if they fight for their lives, these soldiers who have just entered the battlefield will never retreat again, because they know whose own soldiers are coming. They can't disgrace Jiang Qi.

Half an hour later, when Bao Hong, the guard of Fufeng County, arrived with 3,000 cavalry, Yan Xing, who was stabbed by Zhao Yun, was unwilling, leaving thousands of elites between the lodging and the mountain road, leading more than 100 horsemen and fleeing westward.

At this point, Zhao Yun, who suffered many casualties, ushered in the final victory.