"Report! Zhao Yun Bai Ma Yi cleared the Chinese military tent and buried his body. After the fire, many soldiers are still in combat power! A sentry came to Yang Ren to report.

"Clear the camp tent and bury yourself in the soil, this Zhao Yun really has two hands!" When Yang Ren heard this, his face couldn't help but become extremely ugly, thinking that he himself attacked without an order this time, if he won everything, it would be easy to say, if he let Zhao Yun escape, then there would be a big crime, and he couldn't help but shout angrily: "The whole army attack, let me go up the mountain and kill all the white horse righteous servants!" ”

Zhang Lujun, who was already lurking on both sides, immediately stepped on the still scorched mountain after hearing Yang Ren's military order, and slowly covered the mountain to kill the past. However, just as they gradually formed a situation of encirclement, Zhang Lu Xiaobing, a member, suddenly felt that there seemed to be a black shadow flashing behind him, he was startled, rubbed his eyes and looked back, and the smoke drifted by. He saw that his vision was of a general standing two hundred paces away from him: this man didn't look like his own general?

He was startled, and just as he was about to shout, an arrow flew over with a sharp cracking sound. Clusters of sharp arrows pierced through him, spurting red blood into the air.

A small commotion immediately erupted, and Yang Ren pretended to recognize the person who shot the arrow at a glance, and shouted angrily: "Zhao Yun! Hugh has to resist stubbornly! As soon as he shouted, he beckoned the soldiers behind him to quickly surround him. At the same time, he also strode forward, wanting to fight with Zhao Yun, who had been famous for a long time, but was embarrassed at this time.

However, Zhao Yun couldn't react a little, he did have the Yuan Rong crossbow in his hand, but he didn't pull the trigger at all! Moreover, the soldier was not the steel nail arrow of the Yuan Rong crossbow, but the wolf's tooth arrow shot from a hard bow - the arrow clearly pierced from behind!

Zhao Yun looked around, according to his intuition of archery for many years, and crossed those Zhang Lu troops, and vaguely seemed to see a general of the Ma family, who was smiling at the corner of his mouth, and put away the hard bow in his hand.

At such a distance, such a meteor-like magic skill, except for Huang Zhong and Huang Hansheng, the first master of the Ma family, there is no one else!

Zhao Yun's heart jumped to his throat in an instant, and then the familiar and low sound of bull horns sounded, and Zhao Yun finally let out his first shout: "Soldiers, reinforcements have arrived, follow me to defeat these rats!" ”

At this time, it was already dark, and Yang Ren thought that Zhao Yun was bluffing. But after the horn sounded, Yang Ren really heard the sound of killing behind him. When I looked back, I found that he had become a dumpling filling surrounded inside and out. Countless soldiers of the Ma family were holding torches and following their trajectory to attack, frantically attacking the enemy in front of them along the way, turning the entire Jinshan into a pot of gruel.

Just when Yang Ren was hesitant and didn't know how to react, Zhao Yunjun in front of him was unexpectedly loud, roaring and pounced like a tiger in the mountains. Especially Zhao Yun and Tai Shici, at this time, under the firelight, they are even more conspicuous - not their eye-catching outfits, but the incomparable killing speed and breakthrough of the two like a storm of fire, people can't help but know that they are breaking the enemy!

In the darkness, a cry suddenly sounded again: "On the orders of the lord, come and kill the traitor." Those who have been awarded the first rank of Yang will be promoted to two levels for military merit and will be rewarded with 100 gold! ”

Yang Ren almost fell off the horse, what the hell is going on? Lao Tzu's head is only worth a hundred taels of gold? However, the next sentence made Yang Ren's brain active again.

"Those who capture Yang Ren alive will be promoted to three levels for military merit and a reward of thousands of gold!"

After this shout, Yang Ren's psychology was more balanced. But then, he realized why the living self is worth more than the dead: Ma Jiajun still doesn't know the secret of the Hanzhong army's coming and going, and they want to pry their mouths open!

Thinking of this, Yang Ren suddenly jumped like thunder again. No, Lao Tzu hasn't lost yet, these people are too arrogant! Think your soldiers are all muddy?

However, as soon as this thought arose, Yang Ren felt a gust of cold wind blowing on his face. He subconsciously lowered his head, 'whoosh' in his ear, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he felt that his helmet had been shot down. Looking up, it turned out that at some point, Zhao Zilong's lion horse was less than ten zhang away from him, and the tip of the spear flashed, like a silver mountain. The number of generals stepped forward to block the attack, and in the blink of an eye the horse had fallen.

'It's really a good horse, under the fire, he didn't even give up his life to escape....... 'For some reason, between life and death, Yang Ren actually admired a horse. And after finally reacting, he couldn't get a trace of temper anymore. looked at the noisy battlefield, quickly chose a direction that was not too fierce, and led the guards to escape.

Without Yang Ren's command and restraint, all Zhang Lujun immediately panicked. Under the attack from both sides, these soldiers and ghosts all fled. In Zhao Zilong's long laugh, an arrow shot out, and Yang Ren's helmet was completely shot down, and after giving an order to Tai Shici, he led his guards to chase Yang Ren.

And this long laugh also made those Zhang Lubing, who were still suspicious and panicked, completely see the situation on the battlefield clearly, and in the chaotic screams, they were completely frightened and fled with Yang Yi. After Huang Zhong and Tai Shici converged, they pursued and killed themselves to vent the humiliation of setting fire to the mountain before.

Yang Ren fled straight to the official road of Xiazhi, only then did he pack up the remnants of the army, stop his horse, and still touched his head with his hand and said, "Is my head still there?" ”

At this time, Yang Ren had already repented of his intestines, and he should not be arrogant. Don't believe the myth that you can defeat the enemy army with everything under control. Especially that Zhao Yun, he is an undefeated myth, and his strength is not something that manpower or strategy can stop at all. He cleaned up the chaotic army and was thinking about how to report to Zhang Lu for the reason of arrangement, only to find that there were less than 2,000 people left around him, and he was disheartened for a while: such a fiasco, even if it is a lotus flower, it can't be said........

However, Yang Ren didn't expect that just when he regretted not being at the beginning, it was the most dangerous moment. A horn sounded again, and Yang Ren was full of excitement: between the official roads on both sides, another team of soldiers and horses appeared. Unlike the foot of the mountain just now, they are all horses and horses!

Thinking back to the big battle at the foot of the mountain, Yang Ren seemed to be in a hurry and saw the war horses of the reinforcements at the foot of the mountain. In other words, all the horses who came were horsemen, and the previous reinforcements were deliberately abandoned to save the mountain road because of the rugged and bumpy mountain roads. And when they defeat those soldiers, they will definitely continue to chase after them on their horses!

Thinking of this, Yang Ren suddenly slapped himself in the face: This cavalry is ambushed here, obviously they don't want him to return to Xiazhi, where is the need for the support army on the mountain?!

A two-legged one can't outrun a four-legged one!

"Yang Ren, you have already won the master's plan, why don't you quickly dismount and surrender?!" Gao Shun slowly walked out with a big sword, and beside him, Han Gugu was very awkwardly manipulating the war horse and coming together.

Yang Ren saw at a glance that Han Gugu was the kind of young general who rode a war horse for the first time, and seeing that he had accidentally manipulated the war horse to cross Gao Shun, Yang Ren suddenly felt that his time had come: as long as he caught Gao Shun's 'son', then he could be a hostage and force Gao Shun to let himself go!

Yes, Han Gugu's age and lack of understanding of military demeanor made Yang Ren mistakenly think that he was Gao Shun's son. Then the corners of his mouth smirked, and Yang Ren stretched out his hand and flicked a stone on Han Gugu's war horse. Under the pain of the war horse, he rushed towards Yang Ren.

Golden opportunity!

Yang Ren looked at Han Gugu's panicked manipulation of the war horse, and the sinister smile on the corner of his mouth became even more obvious. However, the next moment, when he saw the shadow above his head, he suddenly shouted in shock: "What kind of weapon is that?!" ”

It turned out that between the lightning and flint, Han Gugu saw that he could not manipulate the war horse well, so he simply flew away from the war horse, and picked up the giant hammer behind him with the momentum, and wanted Yang Ren to smash it like Mount Tai pressing the top!

"Han Gugu, you want to live!" Gao Shun saw that Yang Ren had no power to resist at all, for fear that Han Gugu would smash Yang Ren into a meatloaf with a hammer, so he hurriedly shouted.

The next moment, the sky of brains and blood spurted towards Tianyu, leaving Han Gu Gu alone. The strong smell of blood made the emaciated child look like a deadly ghost.

"He's so weak........" Han Gugu got up, kicked away the war horse that had smashed his head, walked to Yang Ren's side, as if carrying a chicken, and dragged Yang Ren, who was already soaked in the crotch, back to his own formation.

There was a long silence.

After that, the sound of crackling blades falling to the ground sounded, and Yang Ren's personal soldiers and others fell to their knees one after another, not daring to act rashly.