If you are determined to die, you will not be afraid.

Zhao Yunyin waved his gun, sat down and sat down on the white horse as if he felt the master's killing intent, neighed, and rushed forward at a sharp speed.

The tiger came out of the mountain, and wherever it passed, there were things that dared to hinder it, and they all died tragically.

With a rain of blood provoked by the silver spear, Zhao Yun easily killed the Right Virtuous King ten meters away.

Looking at the white-robed general like a demon, King Youxian's heart trembled, and the idea of retreating involuntarily exclaimed.

"Quick! Block the Han generals and cover the retreat of this king! ”

As soon as the order came out, the Hun soldiers hurriedly protected the right king and retreated.

But if you have been targeted by hunters, how can it be so easy to escape.

Seeing that the right Xianwang wanted to leave, Zhao Yunyin swept with a spear, cleared a road, rode his horse and chased behind him, and stabbed with his gun.

"Ahh

Seeing that he was about to stab King Youxian to death, he thought of a Hun soldier who suddenly blocked the silver spear with his body and broke the killing blow.

Hearing the screams in his ears, the Right Sage King was even more frightened, and fled forward without looking back.

Zhao Yun saw that the enemy chief was about to flee, so he wanted to withdraw the silver spear, but the Hun soldier clung to the body of the spear, but he didn't pull it out for a while.

Seeing this, the rest of the Hun soldiers were overjoyed, slapped their horses and held their knives, and slashed at Zhao Yun.

"Choke!"

The situation was in danger, Zhao Yun simply abandoned the silver spear, quickly pulled out the sword at his waist, and turned sideways to dodge the slashing knife.

With the speed of the horse, the long sword slashed through the bodies of the rushing Hun soldiers, bringing a burst of blood rain, and rushed forward without stopping.

"Offend my frontier! Kill! ”

The sound of urging sounded next to his ears, and before King Youxian had time to react, he felt a numb neck, and then saw a familiar headless body, galloping on horseback.

Zhao Yun slashed off the head of the Right Xian King with a sword, quickly caught it with his left hand, held it high in his hand and shouted: "The Shenwu Army listens to the order!" The enemy chief is dead, and Ben will kill the remnants of the alien race! ”

Zhao Yun held a bloody head in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, and quickly rushed towards the besieged Shenwu army.

The Hun soldiers along the way, seeing the head of the right Xianwang with wide eyes, were all in a line, and then hurriedly fled around.

Knowing that the Right Xian King had been killed, the Hun soldiers could no longer raise their will to fight, and fled in all directions.

However, the Shenwu army became more and more ferocious, seizing the opportunity to chase after the fleeing Hun soldiers, striving to kill them all.

After chasing for dozens of miles, seeing that there were only three Hun soldiers left in front of him, Zhao Yun held the silver spear in his hand again, and the flying horse caught up, swept left and right, and knocked them all off the horse.

Seeing the Hun soldiers fall off their horses, the chasing Shenwu army raised their swords and wanted to cut them, but they were stopped by Zhao Yun with a gun.

"Don't kill them, come to someone who can speak Hun dialect and ask about the whereabouts of the rest of the Hun soldiers."

Hearing the order, the Shenwu army came out of the horse, turned over and dismounted, came to the Hun soldiers who landed in front of the landing with a big sword, and asked loudly in Hun dialect:

"Say it! Where are your armies going? ”

"Hahaha! The Hun army is tusha, you Han dogs! Capable ......"

"Poof!"

Seeing that the Hun soldier spoke wildly, the Shenwu army raised his sword and directly cut off his head, and the hot blood splattered the faces of the rest of the Hun soldiers.

Sen Leng's gaze swept back and forth over the two remaining Hun soldiers, and the Shenwu Army raised the bloody butcher's knife, pointed at one of the pale ones, and asked coldly:

"Say, where are the rest of the Huns? If you don't say it, this is the end! ”

"Poof!" After the Shenwu Army finished speaking, he swung his sword and slashed the other one to death.

was splashed with blood again, and the Hun soldier who was asked was already broken in his heart, and kept kowtowing and saying, "Let me go!" Please, let me go, I said, I said it all......"

After learning all the news, the Shenwu army slashed the Hun soldiers to death, and said coldly: "Tusha innocent old and weak women and children, I still want to leave this land and dream." ”

Putting away the big knife in his hand, Shenwu Jun strode to Zhao Yun, who was eating barbecue, and quickly reported the news he had received.

Knowing that there were more than 10,000 Huns marching towards the party, Zhao Yun was shocked, now there is no army at all in addition to his own department, if they let them catch up with the people, I am afraid that the consequences are unimaginable.

But in case the Huns learned the news, they led their troops back and joined the more than 20,000 Hun iron cavalry in Yanmen.

And if he led his troops to fight back, wouldn't he give the Huns in Yanmen a relief.

When I learned that I only had thousands of soldiers and horses, I was afraid that I would fall into passivity, and I had few soldiers, so I relied on surprise, and if I lost my advantage, I was afraid that it would be a difficult hard battle.

Zhao Yun thought back and forth in his heart, and suddenly said: "Go, summon the generals of the various departments, I will know how many soldiers are left." ”

"Yes!" The Shenwu army shouted the order, turned around and went to summon the generals and colonies.

Knowing that Zhao Yun wanted to count the number of people, the generals hurriedly finished the barbecue in one bite and strode towards Zhao Yun.

"There are 421 capable fighters in our department."

"There are 388 capable fighters in our department."

……

Zhao Yun listened carefully to the reports of the generals and schools, and learned that there were more than 2,300 people, and an idea quickly formed in his heart, and said:

"I just learned that the Huns have more than 10,000 people rushing to the party, and they want to send 800 dead soldiers to rescue the people.

The generals were shocked, 800 people against the Huns 10,000 people, whether there were fierce generals to lead, only afraid of being surrounded, there was only a battle to die all the way, but the military order was like a mountain, and had to follow.

went back to inform the Shenwu Army, who learned of this, the joy of the great victory in their hearts slowly disappeared, and then a tragic feeling spread in the army.

Just when the general was embarrassed to choose who to choose, one person pulled out of the crowd, strode out and said: "Lao Tzu is one, anyway, if there is no mother-in-law, he will die!" ”

Hearing the voice, everyone's eyes fell on the man, and admiration rose in their hearts.

Some people took the lead, and the rest followed suit, and in a short time there were 800 people.

Looking at the soldiers with death intentions on their faces in front of him, Zhao Yun bowed deeply and said: "If you die in this battle, Zilong will let the Huns pay ten times the blood, and will give Liaodong Hou a monument for you to admire for future generations." ”

"General Zhao doesn't need to do this, this is within my boundaries!"

"That's right, we will fight a bloody battle with the Huns, although we have no complaints!"

……

Zhao Yun's eyes were slightly red, he turned his head to look at the generals and colonels on the side, and said to two of them: "Li Damu and Yang Feng, these eight hundred dead soldiers will be handed over to you, don't let him die." ”

When Li Damu and Yang Feng heard the order, their faces turned straight, and they replied loudly: "General Zhao, don't worry, even if the two of us die in battle, we will leave a fire for the eight hundred soldiers." ”

Zhao Yun nodded, recovered his expression and said, "Okay, then trouble the two of you, set off as soon as possible, rush in front of the Huns, and try to save as many people as possible." ”

"Yes!" Li Damu and Yang Feng shouted their orders, then turned over and got on their horses, and shouted at the eight hundred dead soldiers: "Brothers! Launched! ”

With neat steps, the eight hundred dead soldiers did not hesitate to turn over their horses, followed the leading two generals, and quickly galloped in the direction of the party.

Looking at the distant back, Zhao Yun retracted his gaze and shouted to the remaining soldiers: "Soldiers send Yanmen to kill the Huns!" ”

In just eight words, the spirit of Shenwu Jun was greatly lifted, the blood in his body was boiling, and he rode his horse to follow Zhao Yun and rushed to Yanmen. 21