Zhong Han's 2,000 soldiers and horses were tasked with receiving the retreat of the Wei army on the south bank, so his troops were all archers.

If Zhao Yun and Zhang Ren led the cavalry to chase after them, the rest of the troops would not be able to block the impact of the cavalry at all, and only the archers could effectively resist the cavalry and retreat safely.

Zhong Yan obeyed Zhao Yan's orders, and quickly led two thousand archers to the rear, setting up a position on both sides of a sloped road, and arranging a thousand archers on the other side to cover the retreat of the main force on the main road.

"Hurry up and run, the Shu army is catching up!"

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

"Don't get in my way, run faster!"

After Zhong Han arranged the arrow array, the main force of the Wei army's infantry retreated.

There are more than 30,000 troops, who lost their armor and abandoned their armor, embarrassed, and they really wished that their parents had two legs.

Zhong Han was on the slope on the side, looking at the retreating Wei army on the road looking so unbearable, he couldn't help but be angry: "Just one Zhao Yun actually scared my tens of thousands of troops!" It looks like there are tens of thousands of troops chasing after it, which is really unreasonable!

Brothers, if Zhao Yun comes, shoot me hard! ”

The Wei army quickly passed the avenue and headed for the ferry to the north.

In the rest of the rear, most of the soldiers who were old and weak were chased and killed by Zhao Yun.

"I can't run! I will surrender! ”

"The general spares his life, I am willing to surrender, I have lost all my weapons!"

"Save me, what kind of evil is this provoking!"

There are only more than 1,000 Wei troops behind, all of them are old and weak, or soldiers with poor strength, and White Horse City is more than 30 miles away from the ferry, even if they are young and strong, they may not be able to hold out, let alone these soldiers who are not very high-quality.

These soldiers ran for dozens of miles, and were chased and killed by Zhao Yun so much that they cried and cried for their fathers and mothers, and finally they couldn't run, many Wei soldiers staggered and continued to flee for their lives, and some Wei soldiers simply lay on the ground and put down their weapons and planned to surrender.

Looking at Wei Jun, who was lying on the ground without any thoughts of resisting, a sneer appeared on the corner of Zhao Yun's mouth: "When you lose your conscience and do all the bad things, do you think you can survive if you surrender?" Do you think you can use surrender to atone for your sins? So what else do you need to do with the law?

Even if God forgives you today, I, Zhao Yun, will not spare you, give me death! ”

Zhao Yun has a gentle temperament and is not easy to kill, but this time, Zhao Yun is really angry.

Zhao Yun is a person who has experienced the Yellow Turban Rebellion, when the Yellow Turban rebelled, the Yellow Turban Army wrapped the people, resulting in corpses all over the field, the lives were ruined, and the people were easy to cannibalize.

There is no greater misery for the people than this.

All the way north, the tragic situation that Zhao Yun saw was no less than the Yellow Turban Rebellion that year.

And it was not the robbers or bandits who caused these tragic conditions, but the regular army of the Wei State, and those people were not Han people, but Wei people.

The soldiers and horses were originally used to defend the country and protect the people, but now the soldiers of the Wei State actually stretched out their butcher knives to the people, how could Zhao Yun not be angry?

Those soldiers who really couldn't run were lying on the ground and threw away their weapons, thinking that they could get rid of Zhao Yun's pursuit in this way, but they didn't want Zhao Yun to let them go at all.

Zhao Yun let out a loud shout, and urged the war horse to kill the Wei army who were paralyzed on the ground. Those Wei troops who fled, Zhao Yun did not chase and kill.

In Zhao Yun's view, these Wei troops who thought that they could escape punishment by surrendering were even more hateful than those Wei troops who fled.

"Ah, don't kill me, I've already cast ......"

"The general spares ......"

When the Wei soldiers who were lying on the ground saw that Zhao Yun had actually done something to them, they immediately panicked, and begged Zhao Yun to let them go one by one in a panic.

But Zhao Yun was already red-eyed, and the more those begged for mercy, the more ruthless Zhao Yun became.

"Now you know how to beg for mercy? And when the people of White Horse begged you for mercy? Have you ever spared them? Zhao Yun snorted coldly, and with a sword, he split the head of Wei Jun, who was kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, in half.

For a while, red and white sprayed all over the ground, scaring the surrounding Wei troops.

"Run!" A Wei army was still unconscious, screamed miserably, and didn't know where the strength came from, got up from the ground, and ran north quickly.

"Go!" Seeing this, Zhao Yun threw the gentian bright silver spear in his hand at the soldier. The Gentian silver spear sliced through the void and appeared behind the soldier, the sharp tip of the spear piercing the soldier's back and nailing it in.

"Run apart!"

The rest of the Wei troops also reacted, and when they saw that surrender could not save their lives, they got up one after another and scattered and ran around.

Zhao Yun was only one person, so naturally it was impossible to kill everyone, so he chased towards the place where there were many people.

Soon, Zhao Yun chased the Wei army to a short distance from Zhong Han's army formation.

Zhao Yun killed vigorously, and did not notice the Wei archers in front of him, and rushed into the shooting range of the Wei archers.

"Zhao Yun rushed in in a daze, shoot me!"

Zhong Han was overjoyed when he saw that Zhao Yun actually rushed into the shooting range, and immediately ordered the soldiers to shoot Zhao Yun with arrows.

A lieutenant reminded: "General, our people are also running over, if they release arrows, I am afraid that it will be ......."

"If you can kill Zhao Yun, it's worth everything, give me arrows!"

"Shoot the arrows!"

"Huh?" Zhong Han's order woke up Zhao Yun, who was deep in the killing, and Zhao Yun looked up and saw arrows flying in the air.

"Not good!" Zhao Yun hurriedly clamped the horse's belly, and at the same time inserted the Qingyu sword into the scabbard, holding the gun in both hands to block the arrows shot in the air.

It's just that the movement is still a little slower after all, and before Zhao Yun can swing the spear, an arrow has already shot into Zhao Yun's arm.

Zhao Yun snorted, ignoring the pain, while wielding the gentian bright silver spear impenetrable, blocking the dense arrows in the air, while controlling the war horse, slowly withdrawing from the Wei army's shooting range.

"Damn! The old man has not been injured in the battlefield for decades, but he didn't expect to suffer a loss under Wei Gou today! Exiting the firing range of the Wei archers, Zhao Yun broke the shaft of the arrow inserted in his arm, and tore off a cuff to wrap the wound.

As for the arrows in the flesh, you need to go back and ask a military doctor to deal with them.

Zhao Yun only paid the price of minor injuries and retreated, while those Wei troops were not so lucky, many were shot by their own people's bows and arrows, and lost their lives very innocently.

Seeing that Zhao Yun was not killed, Zhong Yan looked at Zhao Yun and shouted: "Zhao Yun Pifu, when you were in Changbanpo back then, you took Liu Chan and were still unscathed, why were you hit by an arrow today?" I think you're getting old, right?

My army is crossing the river in the rear, and if you have the ability, you can rush through here! ”

"This junior, you want to use the agitation method to make me charge the arrow array?" Listening to Zhong Han's words, Zhao Yun sneered in his heart, and he saw Zhong Han's intentions.