No one warmed the lance for the lord in advance, so when it was handed to him, it was as if he was holding not a lance, but a piece of ice.

Yuan Shao didn't care about the chill that gradually went up along his hands, he held it in his hand and stared intently ahead.

Zhang Liao will arrive soon.

Time seems to stand still.

When a cavalry tears through the Chinese army like lightning and heads towards Daxu, the warring parties who see this scene will invariably stop - except for those soldiers who are already in the melee, they don't care about what is happening around them, they can't see or hear, those things have nothing to do with them, their battles can no longer stop, and even when the sun sets, and when the two sides withdraw, they often have to pay the price of blood to successfully get out.

Others were watching on tiptoe, probing their heads and listening, sweating tightly in their hands, and even their weapons slippery.

Only those closest to Yuan Shao reacted.

They're forming formations, they're shooting arrows, they're fighting back, and some people are even shouting to pull the horses out—

In such a dense and chaotic place as the military formation, do you use the heavy cavalry that cannot run to kill the light cavalry?

Finally, someone couldn't do anything, so he could only cry and fall at Yuan Shao's feet.

"Lord! Lord! ”

"Badun is the unprepared enemy, so he was killed by Zhang Liao!"

"Lord!"

The only thing in the lord's eyes was the figure that was approaching quickly.

When the cavalry knocked off the long card, trampled over the guards, rolled up the dust and sand, and raised it on the earthen platform, the figure of the man was close enough to see his face.

When the military general clamped the horse's belly and the war horse rushed to the earthen platform, Yuan Shao finally stabbed out his lance!

The two spears slammed into each other.

The earthen platform became chaotic like never before.

Zhang Liao was riding on a horse, and after being blocked fiercely, his body couldn't help shaking, and he immediately sat down again.

His horse could not be stopped, so he rushed to the front and stabbed this lance, and when he retracted it, he was ready to stab a second lance when the horse turned around!

While the other strategists were still hesitating, not knowing what to do, Xun Chen on the side snatched the short crossbow from the soldier's hand.

His hand was steady, barely aiming, and the bolt flew out.

Zhang Liao subconsciously dodged, the arrow did not hit, but the second lance also missed.

His enemy, the lord of the four states of Hebei, did not wield a long lance as everyone imagined, and dealt a fatal blow to this enemy who did not know whether to live or die.

It took a long time for Yuan Shao to retract the last blow, and he steadily plunged the head of the lance into the ground, and took a breath before pulling it out again.

He stood there coldly, looking down at his enemies, but the strategists who were not as sharp as Xun Chen, but still extremely intelligent, immediately understood.

"Protect the lord!" Someone shouted, "Retreat!" Retreat! ”

Yuan Shao gritted his teeth, blood foaming in his teeth, "Get out of the way!" I swear to kill this fang—"

Xin Ping grabbed the lord's big man, "This is a mess!" ”

He is not a brave warrior with outstanding strength, but just like this, he actually dragged this vigorous and murderous overlord to a stumbling one.

This scene on the earthen platform fell in the eyes of everyone.

Zhang Liao missed a blow and beckoned the cavalry to come forward and prepare to surround Tutai, Yuan Shao's guards had already rushed up.

It was a group of very beautiful young gentlemen.

If Gao Shun were here, he would have pointed out what ridiculous things they had done in Fanyang City.

Their lord fled, so they fled.

They wore armor that shone brighter than the sun, but they were more timid than the children of the village.

If Gao Shun said this, Zhang Liao would tell him - it was because the lord's life was safe.

Don't underestimate these Hebei people!

One by one, they rushed up, fending off the sharpness of the lance with their exquisite armor, and then roared and roared, brandishing their swords!

When they rolled down into the dirt, their young faces covered in mud and blood, they were still able to grab their weapons and slash them at the horse's legs!

Imagine that.

How can you imagine it?

Such a delicate and pampered little Langjun was trampled by the horse's hooves and broke his leg, struggled in the mud, crawled, and finally grabbed a ponytail, clutched it in his hands, and refused to let go when he was dragged away!

"My lord! Lord! ”

A cavalryman turned around in a sweat and poked down with a lance!

Solved this one, great!

But when he turned around, another one pounced! His hand holding the blade was not steady at all, his halberd smashed to the ground, and he couldn't pick it up again in the light of light!

That Yuan Shao's personal guard pounced, hugged the front leg of the war horse with his hand, and then bit it down with all his might!

…… How ridiculous is that.

When the village fights barefoot farms, they don't use their teeth when they fight with others!

And how thick is the fur of these animals?

However, the veteran soldier on the horse could not move him away from his horse after he had a few bloody holes in his body.

He could only jump off his horse and kick him aside.

And Yuan Shao was already surrounded by a group of people and stuffed into the car, and ran away in a moment.

"Yuan Yi is dead!" The herald of the Turquoise exclaimed, in a very standard northern dialect, "Great victory! Great victory! ”

Along with his roaring voice sounded Jin Zheng, who had retreated.

The battlefield began to crumble.

First a point, then a line, then a surface, and finally overwhelming, irretrievable.

The soldiers began to rush for the first time.

If the pursuit of the Qingzhou people was not so weak, most of them might not be able to return to the camp.

They trampled on each other, pushed each other, desperately trying to run past their comrades, as if it was only a moment too late, Lu Lian's long sword would come from behind and pierce his chest.

The sun gradually rose into the air, but behind them, there was only darkness.

As a result, they forgot all the friendly forces that needed support, such as the detachment that bypassed Lu Lian's main force and was sent to break through the main camp.

After a night of unshakable slaughter—it could almost be called a massacre—they almost completely breached the empty camp, and burned all the baggage, leaving Lu Lian's soldiers homeless.

They didn't even get the order to withdraw their troops, it was the Qingzhou soldiers who rushed over and used their swords to make them have an epiphany.

The same goes for the pull, but he's a little sharper.

When he broke through the city gates, he immediately sent his own soldiers to occupy the city walls.

The two gates in the south and north of the city are not far apart, and the soldiers stand on the city wall, and they can't see the retreat of the Jizhou army in the distance.

But they could see Lu Lian divide his troops and send people to rescue the camp.

The petty officer guarding the city wall thought that this was news worth informing, and when the soldier got the order to run all the way down the wall, the general was confronting people.

The general is outside the workshop, and the man is inside the workshop;

The general was under the wall, and the man was upstairs;

The general didn't show his head, and most of the man's body was hidden in the dark;

"Zijing, you come out!" The man shouted, "Let's catch up!" ”

…… It's still an acquaintance.

…… But how can this place be reminiscent of?

The whole street was littered with corpses, blood everywhere, traces of fire everywhere, or not extinguished.

They broke through the gates of the city, and they fought all the way here, and how many people died?

After the fall of the defenders' city gates, street battles began, and how many people died?

Those who hung on the wall, who turned over in the ditch, men, women and children, merchants and pawns, all kinds of clothes.

The whole city was burning.

But the voice from the tower was calm, loud and deep.

The soldier didn't understand and stared blankly.

Suddenly, someone scolded him, "If you take one step further, you will be shot into a sieve!" ”

He was so frightened that he suddenly became energetic, "Tooth Gate General Li Kun, there is an urgent report to the general!" ”

Qian Zhao suddenly turned his head, and he couldn't see any expression on his face.

"What's the matter?"

"Lu Lian divided his troops to return to the camp!"

Draw thought there for a moment.

"Bow here!"

Someone handed him a bow, he bent his bow and took an arrow, and suddenly he got up!

Arrows like shooting stars!

"The whole team is out of town!"

"Withdraw!"

"Withdraw!"

The lord upstairs reached out and touched the arrow nailed to the pillar, and the tail feathers still trembled slightly.

After a few moments, he had a lot to do.

For example, taking over the city gates, counting the losses of soldiers and horses, sending people to report the news, organizing the displaced people to extinguish fires, clearing rubble, and treating the wounded.

But he was still in a daze for a moment.