Seeing that his commander was pierced through the chest by an arrow and nailed to the trunk of a tree, he was stunned for a moment, and only then did the pale Jin soldiers come from a series of frightened cries:

"The boss is dead! General Yang is dead!"

"Shut me up!" Although some officers had already reacted and tried to stop everyone from talking, it was too late!

This continuous shout soon resounded throughout the entire ranks of the Jin army, their eyes were flustered, and even the soldiers of the Jin army who were rushing back and forth on the front line were stunned and looked back in disbelief.

I saw that in front of the original handsome tent, the military flag representing the Great Jin had softened and slowly fell to the ground.

Now that the general is dead, the dragons are leaderless, and the Jin army is even more rioty.

Since shooting this shocking arrow, the middle finger of Hanshuangxue's right hand has almost been cut off by the bowstring, and a wisp of blood overflows from the corner of his mouth, and he can't help but half-kneel in the field, his eyes are a little trance, and he is clearly out of strength at this moment.

You know, this is a full distance of 500 zhang, which is beyond the scope of divine sense.

In addition, it is necessary to calculate the castration trajectory of the arrow in the tyrannical cold wind, which is more difficult than the sky.

Seeing this, Jiang Baihe's eyes were full of surprise, and he gently patted Han Shuangxue's shoulder, stretched out his thumb and said:

"Old Han, it's amazing! Even if Shangguan Yun, the first bow cultivator in the divine grace, comes here, he doesn't have the ability of you. ”

The power of this arrow almost made Li Xuan can't help but slap a spirit, five hundred zhang away, killing with one blow!

After hearing this, a rare smile appeared on the face of Frost and Snow Gujing Wubo, and said to Li Xuan:

"In this way, the Jin army has no leader, and it is a matter of time before it is defeated......"

After seeing this scene, the soldiers of the Jin army around the three of them had already stopped moving, and their eyes were full of fear when they looked at Frost and Snow!

Seeing this, Mo Ziyan shouted, "What are you doing?!

But as the words fell, everyone seemed to be numb. After seeing only the scattered soldiers pulling their bows, Mo Ziyan kicked the Wu Commander beside him and roared angrily:

"They are all stunned, this is in the battlefield!"

After the clinker captain was kicked along, he trembled and pointed to the slowly falling military flag, and said in a trembling voice:

"Shuai Qi...... Poured ......"

Although they were warriors, they couldn't see what was happening in the distance, but after seeing the towering handsome flag falling, everyone realized that their boss might be dead!

After all, the shocking silver rays of the frost and snow almost illuminated this cloudy area!

The death of the coach made all of them have a fleeing thread in their brains.

They looked at the cold blood-dripping sword body in Li Xuan's hand again, and their teeth couldn't help but tremble, and finally, a Jin soldier screamed in fright, and ran backwards without looking back.

His actions stirred up a chain reaction at this moment, first after fleeing in twos and threes, and then the Jin troops who were besieging Li Xuan on the scene threw away their armor one after another, and they all fled!

In this process, no matter how Mo Ziyan insulted and reprimanded, this arc-shaped long-line shield array was still instantly chaotic, and all the giant shields were thrown to the ground, and a dull sound of "bell" sounded.

Seeing this, Mo Ziyan only felt that his chest was full of anger, and he could only yell in vain:

"Come back, give me back! Those who cut off the head of the national thief Li Xuan will be rewarded with 10,000 taels of gold, and they will be added to the rank of knight!"

But this kind of material temptation is difficult to play any role in the present, and everyone in the escape room can't help but turn around after hearing this, looking at Mo Ziyan like a fool, and can't help but secretly say in their hearts:

There is only one life, whoever likes to fight in this battle, the boss is dead, and Lao Tzu will not fight!

Even if he, Li Xuan, is a national thief or not, it has nothing to do with me, he can't slaughter the entire people of the Great Jin Dynasty!

With such a thought, the escape speed of these Jin troops accelerated again!

Unexpectedly, Li Xuan's unintentional decision actually played a key role.

As everyone knows, in the battlefield, in addition to commanding the battle, the commander is also the reassurance of the soldiers.

So under the arrow of frost and snow, with the death of the commander of the Jin army, it has really scared them out!

Seeing this, the people around General Yang turned pale one by one, and even some of their swords fell to the ground.

I only felt that my heart was beating suddenly, and the other officers thought to themselves:

If the frost and snow come with another arrow, won't he also die?

As soon as they thought of this, many generals of the Jin army also took off their battle armor in a panic, withdrew their tasseled helmets, and kept groping their way back.

Looking at the tragic death of their coach, they only felt chills all over their bodies, for fear that they would become the next target of Frost and Snow!

At this point, the Jin army had begun a complete rout.

After seeing this arrow through the Eagle Falcon Realm, Lu Ziyi's face was shocked, and he only felt that his neck was cold, but he quickly regained his composure, raised the spear in his hand, and shouted at the iron horse in front of him:

"The commander of the enemy army is dead! Pass on our military order, Xiang Jun belongs, charge into battle!"

"Kill!"

Hundreds of thousands of people exhaled at the same time, and this deafening roar frightened the countless fleeing Jin troops into breaking their courage, and there were many companions who were constantly turned into pulp in the trampling of the crowd.

The neighing, wailing, screaming, and colliding sounds of war horses swayed in a ball, constantly reverberating in the air.

Where the iron cavalry passed, the heads of the people rose to the sky, and the stumps continued to fall, smashing down a piece of blood foam, and the Xiang army at this moment was like harvesting wheat, constantly picking up the heads of the Jin army, and this offensive was already like a bamboo.

The sudden turn of the war situation has become unstoppable.

Hearing the wailing of the Jin army, he looked at the soldiers who flew back one after another. Finally, a small number of relatively sober Dajin officers reacted, looked at the soldiers who kept fleeing, and shouted angrily with knives:

"Get back to fighting! Don't be scared by the rebels!"

Faced with the almost unstoppable fugitives, they had no choice but to cut off their heads one by one with the long knives in their hands, and only then did they slowly stop the signs of rout.

However, just when the officer wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, he saw that the Jin army from the north was crying louder, and that desperate roar almost plunged this place into a big riot!

Seeing this, the officer directly put the scimitar on the neck of a deserter, and asked with a gloomy face: "Tell me, what happened in the north!"

However, before the soldiers who had lost their armor could respond, they heard the dull sound of horses' hooves coming from afar.

I saw that where the dust and smoke passed, there were waves of snow rushing to the sky, and the sound of hooves neatly stepped on the rhythm of palpitations, like the sound of death.

As the thunderous hoofs got closer and closer, the officer was surprised to see that there was a dense cavalry of the Xiang Army rushing straight along the Han River, rolling up the rolling snow, and the movement of the horse's hooves in the distance did not stop, with the more and more roaring hooves, almost tearing everyone's eardrums!

The cold glow of the tip of the spear that stretched up made the officer's heart chuckle.

The black-pressed horses crashed over the horizon, roaring like a tide, and poured into the battlefield!

The sky-high anger and murderous aura made the Great Jin officer couldn't help but shrink his pupils, and looking at the "cloud" flag blowing in the wind, he said in surprise:

"How could Yun Qingfeng come here!?"

With this sound, the rout of the Jin army became even more serious. The knife in the officer's hand is about to be chopped, and he can't stop the decline of defeat and escape, and at this moment, facing the support of the northern Xiang soldiers, the defeat of the Jin army is impossible to stop.

In the cold wind, only the officer's hoarse roar could be heard:

"What kind of system, you all come back for me!"

But on the contrary, for the words, all the Jin troops were deaf at this moment. Each countenance was filled with extreme fear.

Among these deserters, many of them are strong men forcibly captured by the people, and they have not undergone strict training at all, how can they fight?!

On the battlefield, the most important thing is the ethereal morale! The stragglers in the rout will only make all the soldiers have no fighting spirit.

In the officer's helplessness, he noticed that an arm was pulling his collar fiercely, he looked up, his eyes were full of doubts, and he said: "Lao Li, you are even ......."

But before he could finish speaking, he was grabbed by the general beside him, dragged on his horse, and exclaimed:

"Now the army has no fighting spirit, the decline has been revealed, if you continue to fight, you and I will be buried here, don't leave quickly!"

With that, he whipped fiercely, and the war horse stepped on the snow foam, and went straight to the direction of Dajin.