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What happened in just a few breaths made everyone in Yuan Shao's army change their faces from talking and laughing before, and almost at the same time, their faces sank.

"It's over, it's all over..."Guo Tu looked at the white horse righteous servant who calmly left from the left-wing army, his face was quite calm, and his face was extremely gray.

At this time, looking at the extreme speed, even if he still felt fear in his heart, he still shouted loudly, "Gongzhi (Guo Tu), Yuan Tu (Feng Ji), hurry up, mobilize mental power together, forcibly rain down, you must reduce the movement speed of the opposite side!" ”

Feng Ji reacted after hearing the shout, and hurriedly used his spiritual power to radiate his spiritual power and help pull the clouds together.

Guo Tu calmly glanced at the matching, and then reacted, frantically pouring out his spiritual power.

"Save people." Yuan Shao saw that the handsome banner that still existed in the left-wing army, waved the sword in his hand, and roared directly.

The herald on the side waved the flag in his hand and gave the relevant order.

In the Chinese army, which was close to the left-wing army, many people clearly saw the scene of the white horse's righteous servant, the sword was as bright as water, and in just a moment, fear and fear occupied the whole heart, thus completely ignoring the orders from the Chinese army.

However, there were always some basic generals who did not see the scene of Bai Ma Yicong passing by, strictly carried out the orders conveyed from above, and immediately mobilized their troops and went from the Chinese army to the left flank.

At the same time, after Cheng Li led the troops to release the rain of arrows, he directly pulled out his horse and ran away.

On the other side, Wang Feng completed the third round of testing of Zhou Ang, and quickly ran into the distance, pulling up the speed.

According to the order given by Yan Gang before, he directly changed from a bow and arrow to a sabre, and in the case of cutting corners at a small angle, he looked at the already scattered army of Yuan Shao's left flank, and crossed it as before.

Before Zhu Ling could even react himself, he saw the sword light of the second White Horse Yicong appear in his military formation again.

Even seeing the familiar white shadow, Zhu Ling used his own eyes to stare at it with all his might, Wang Feng, the commander of the White Horse Yicong.

The moment Wang Feng led the army to row over, he seemed to notice something, then turned his head, looked in the direction of Zhu Ling, and the big flag next to Zhu Ling, and smiled disdainfully.

Zhu Ling's narrowed pupils and focused eyes made him see the expression on Wang Feng's face, and his heart was even more silent.

In the same breath, the White Horse Followers led by Wang Feng had already left, leaving behind an even more dilapidated left-wing army.

No, it can't be called a left-wing army anymore, Zhu Ling glanced at it with his own eyes, except for some scattered personnel in the field, except for his personal guards, I'm afraid that there is not even a team of 100 people to be found.

An army of 30,000 people, in less than half an hour, how many more? One thousand or eight hundred?

Zhu Ling no longer had the idea of carefully counting, even if it was the personal guards he formed in a circle, in the face of that kind of brilliant sword, he was cut out of a smooth straight line.

Even before the rest of the guards could react, blood was already sprinkled all over the surrounding area.

But in this case, even though his whole body was already full of cold and shivering, Zhu Ling's brain was running at a high level at this moment, trying to think hard, what did Wang Feng's disdainful smile mean?

Under this kind of brilliant blade, Zhu Ling didn't think that these personal guards of his would be able to block that kind of blade.

Why let yourself go when you have the opportunity to take yourself away?

Zhu Ling turned his head and looked around and found Cheng Li who had already gone away.

Is there a third time for this kind of brilliant sword? And I, will I die under the blade of the third time?

At this moment, Zhu Ling calmly accepted what he was about to encounter.

However, looking at the big flag beside them, and the horror and fear that the Chinese army witnessed with their own eyes on the left-wing army, the fear and fear caused these soldiers to stop directly on the spot.

The soldiers in front stopped, and the soldiers in the rear continued to move forward as ordered.

The chaos took place almost in just a few breaths.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Ling's almost empty brain instantly understood.

It doesn't matter if you die, after all, it is the army you lead that has suffered such a failure, and it should also bear such a responsibility.

But if they dragged the Chinese army into the water because of saving themselves, it would not have been a failure at that time, and it is estimated that there will be no one when they are present, and they can end safely.

In this case, Zhu Ling shouted loudly without the slightest hesitation, "Cut the Shuai Banner, cut the Shuai Flag." ”

Even if the order was given quickly, the surrounding soldiers did not react immediately, and the scene they experienced before made them stay where they were, and fear and fear completely filled their hearts.

Being able to stand in place like now, without a direct rout, and escaping in all directions, is already the effect of Zhu Ling still being on the scene.

To be able to keep in mind your responsibilities as a pro-guard under such circumstances is enough to be called elite.

However, it is useless, in the face of the white horse who has already raised the speed, there is no difference between the elite and the miscellaneous soldiers.

At the same time, behind Yuan Shaozhong's army, Wen Chou, who commanded the cavalry, saw the white horse righteous servant who was directly killed from behind the left wing army.

Without the slightest hesitation, he led his cavalry and chased after Bai Mayi, who didn't know why his speed had suddenly decreased.

Wen Chou, who thought that he could start a battle between cavalry, didn't look at the left-wing army after Bai Ma Yicong.

Yan Gang saw Yuan Shao's cavalry troops, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he greatly reduced his movement speed, forcibly suppressing the movement speed of the entire White Horse Yicong.

In the case of reducing the movement speed, Yan Gang and Wang Feng's White Horse Yicong successfully merged together and ran forward at a normal cavalry movement speed.

And at this speed of movement, it is simply impossible to shake off the cavalry of Wen Chou.

And Wen Chou saw all this, and did not think about the specific reason, he did not hesitate to catch up, and the battle achievements seemed to be close at hand.

Yan Gang gestured to Wang Feng, who had already converged.

Wang Feng nodded at this and conveyed the order to the soldiers behind him.

And the soldier who fell behind, after receiving the order, did not hesitate at all, pulled his bow and arrows, and shot directly at the Wenchou cavalry behind him.

Wen Chou, who took the lead, easily saw the arrows that came over, and waved the weapon in his hand gently, and knocked the weak arrow directly away, and couldn't help laughing loudly, "Such a weak and powerless arrow, dare to call yourself a cavalry?" ”

"Chase them down for me and kill them!" Wen Chou urged his subordinates again, talking and laughing in high spirits.

After receiving the order, the cavalry hurriedly increased their movement speed and pursued the white horse Yicong, as if victory was in sight.

didn't notice that they were getting farther and farther away from the infantry in the middle army, and the smile on Yan Gang's face was getting brighter and brighter.

(End of chapter)