"Kill!"

A loud shout came from a distance, and the voice was indifferent, without the slightest emotion.

The person who spoke was Zhou Cang, who galloped on his horse and chased after Yang Bai.

Yang Bai just stood up from the ground, looked up, and saw Zhou Cang riding on a horse, turning into a black shadow galloping in the night. His eyes widened, looking at the steel knife in Zhou Cang's hand that was shining and emitting a cold light, and there was a look of fear in his eyes. Although he defeated Zhou Cang effortlessly during the day, he still despised Zhou Cang a little in his heart. However, Yang Bai suddenly thought of Pei Yuanshao's clumsiness, and smashed him with a stick, and felt that Zhou Cang was also clumsy and deliberately defeated him.

Thinking of this, Yang Bai was so frightened that he turned around and ran, wanting to get rid of Zhou Cang.

Pei Yuanshao rode a horse and stood beside him, he was closest to Yang Bai, and he wanted to rush up to kill Yang Bai, but when he saw Zhou Cang rushing up, after thinking about it, he turned his gaze to the other soldiers and did not catch up.

He smashed Yang Bai with a stick, and he had already let out a bad breath, and he should let Zhou Cang solve Yang Bai and vent.

Zhou Cang's expression was cold, holding a knife in his right hand, galloping a horse in his left hand, the steel knife in his hand was forged by Pu Yuan, sharpening iron like clay, very sharp.

Yang Bai didn't care about the injuries on his body, quickly ran into the soldiers, and quickly fled. Zhou Cang sneered, hunched his waist, and the steel knife in his hand was slashed out, killing all the Yizhou soldiers who were blocking the front. However, two legs can't outrun four legs after all, and in the blink of an eye, Zhou Cang rode his horse to catch up with Yang Bai, who was mixed into the soldiers.

Zhou Cang squinted his eyes slightly, leaned forward, and the steel knife in his hand was cut out, as easy and casual as mowing grass.

"Whew!"

The steel knife slashed through the top of Yang Bai's head, and cut a round hole the size of a copper coin on the top of Yang Bai's helmet.

A round hole the size of a copper coin also contains Yang Bai's hair bun.

The steel knife cut off Yang Bai's hair bun, which immediately made Yang Bai's hair bun scattered and lost its restraints. This is also because Yang Bai reacted very quickly, and his body shrank down a few inches, so that he was not cut off by Zhou Cang. As long as the reaction is a little slower, it is not the helmet on the head that is slashed, but the great head that is slashed off.

Zhou Cang didn't kill Yang Bai, nor was he discouraged, and laughed: "Yang Bai, you can't escape, suffer death!" ”

With a loud roar, Zhou Cang clamped the horse's belly between his legs and urged the war horse under his crotch to chase Yang Bai.

During the running, the helmet on Yang Bai's head fell to the ground, his black hair was scattered like ink, and it was draped on his shoulders in confusion, looking painful and embarrassed. The blood on his back was like an infusion, soaked in a large piece of red clothes, and the loss of blood made Yang Bai feel weak for a while, and he was staggering when he ran, and his center of gravity was unstable.

Listening to the sound of hurried horses' hooves behind him, Yang Bai couldn't help but glance back.

In an instant, Yang Bai's eyes widened, and a frightened look appeared on his face.

"Poof!"

As soon as he looked back, he saw a steel knife slashing with a cold glow. The sword flashed, and a huge head rose into the sky, scarlet blood gushed out from Yang Bai's neck like a spring, and the blood scattered on the skull fell on Zhou Cang's cheeks, making Zhou Cang's cold face indifferent and terrifying.

At the moment when Zhou Cang cut off Yang Bai's head, the war horse continued to gallop forward, and instantly crashed into Yang Bai's headless corpse, knocking Yang Bai's body out of the air.

The headless corpses fell, and the blood rain sprinkled and splashed on the soldiers, causing the timid Yizhou soldiers to flee in panic.

"Yang Bai is dead, those who descend will not be killed!"

Zhou Cang's eyes widened and he shouted suddenly, his voice was as loud as a bell, and the voice kept echoing in the camp.

"Run, run!"

One of the veterans yelled and immediately turned and fled.

The other soldiers heard the voice of the veteran and also fled, and these fleeing soldiers were not caught up by Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao. The other Yizhou soldiers who had already fought with the Hanzhong soldiers under Pei Yuanshao and Zhou Cang saw that they could not escape, so they immediately disarmed and surrendered, wanting to save their lives.

For a time, the Yizhou army, which had the advantage in numbers, was defeated, scattered like birds and beasts, and fled in all directions.

……

Inside the camp, outside Zhang Lu's tent.

Yang Song stared at Wang Can, with a helpless look in his eyes.

He wanted to order Wang Can to be besieged, but Zhang Lu was in Wang Can's hands, so Yang Song was bound and did not dare to give an order. Facing Wang Can, Yang Song felt that he was facing a hedgehog curled up, no matter what, he couldn't start.

Looking at the fire-filled camp, Yang Song instinctively felt a bad feeling in his heart.

In particular, the shouts of slaughter from the camp and the sound of horses' hooves from far and near made Jansson feel uneasy.

Yang Song was nervous and didn't know how to make a decision? But he also knew that the longer the time dragged on, the more unfavorable it would be to Zhang Lu. Just as Yang Song was hesitating, Zhang Lu, who was being carried by Wang Can, suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Yang Song, order to kill Wang Can." Kill, you must kill Wang Can, even if I die, I will also take Wang Can to be buried with me. I don't know if I felt that my defeat was decided, Zhang Lu actually let go out and let the soldiers kill Wang Can regardless of his safety.

When Yang Song heard this, he was worried: "Master, is your safety in danger?" ”

Zhang Lu looked hideous, and shouted: "I can't care so much, kill Wang Can." ”

Yang Song took a deep breath, an expression of relief appeared on his face, with Zhang Lu's order, he could also order the attack logically, without having to bear the name of killing the lord. Yang Song looked at Wang Can, with a smile on his face, and immediately retreated back into the soldiers, making sure that Wang Can couldn't kill him, and then, he opened his mouth and shouted: "The generals listen to the order......

At this point, the voice stopped abruptly.

Yang Song opened his mouth wide and wanted to yell loudly, but his mouth hissed and couldn't make a sound.

He felt his ribcage clog, and he couldn't lift up the slightest strength.

Looking down, I saw two sharp knife tips piercing through my chest. On the sharp tip of the knife, there was still warm blood, and drops of blood flowed down from the tip of the knife and dripped to the ground. Yang Song looked back and saw two young men dressed in Yizhou soldier service grinning and showing bright smiles.

That smile made Yang Song feel cold in his heart.

"Poof! Burst! ”

The two steel knives were suddenly withdrawn, Yang Song spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, rolled his eyes, and fell to the ground, with an unwilling look on his face, he had already thrown off the two of them, why did he come out again? It's a pity that Jansson will never get an answer. The two teenagers stood up and shouted: "Yang Song will die, you will resist stubbornly, bring about your own destruction, immediately lay down your weapons, and those who surrender will not be killed!" Those who descend will not be killed! ”

The two teenagers were holding war knives, back to back, staring vigilantly at the surroundings. Wang Can's eyes were stagnant, looking at the two teenagers in a daze, with a complicated look in his eyes, joy and consternation.

Weren't the two killed by Yang Song?

Why did it suddenly appear?

Although Wang Can was full of doubts and didn't know what was going on, Wang Can was still very happy, it was good to be alive, and it was good to survive.

Zhang Lu was carried by Wang Can, and when he saw Yang Song being killed, his heart was even more sad, the rabbit died and the fox was sad, and he was also about to die. Thinking that he was dying, Zhang Lu yelled: "Kill, kill Wang Can!" The soldier listened to Zhang Lu's order and immediately hesitated. Because the soldiers knew that the general situation was gone, they all wanted to escape, and when they heard Zhang Lu's order, they instinctively felt that they wanted to stay, and began to be in a dilemma.

"The Hanzhong army is coming, it can't be stopped, run away!"

Among the soldiers, a timid soldier suddenly roared, turned and ran in the direction of the rear camp.

The flight of the recruits was like igniting a fuse, and countless soldiers spread their feet and fled in all directions.

Although countless soldiers fled, there were still many soldiers who chose to stay, and these soldiers were all soldiers among the 6,000 elite, who were not afraid of death and fought bravely. They have been in war for a long time, they are all veterans of a hundred battles, and they were not frightened by Wang Can, they all rushed towards Wang Can with their war knives, wanting to kill Wang Can.

"Kill!"

Wang Can roared, clenched his sword and slashed at the rushing soldiers.

The last thing he wanted to see finally happened, now the army is fighting, the Yizhou army is too numerous, they are easy to be attacked by groups, in this case, there are more ants can bite the elephant to death, it is not a personal ability that can decide everything. Fortunately, the young soldiers scattered around gathered together and formed a circle with Wang Can to intercept the soldiers who rushed up.

"Whew!"

When Wang Can was fighting with a Yizhou soldier, a war knife suddenly attacked. The speed of the war knife was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was about to land on Wang Can's left shoulder.

Wang Can's right hand sword slashed out, blocking the soldier on the right, and holding Zhang Lu in his left hand, he lifted Zhang Lu up to block the soldier's knife without thinking about it. The soldier didn't expect Wang Can to suddenly use Zhang Lu as a shield, but the knife momentum was already old, and it was impossible to take it back, so he could only clench the knife and flip it, turning the blade upward, and at the same time trying to withdraw his strength as much as possible. However, the war knife still inevitably collided with Zhang Lu.

"Bang!"

The war knife fell, and the back of the knife slashed into Zhang Lu's buttocks.

"Ahh

Zhang Lu screamed, feeling like his buttocks had been struck by lightning, his body kept shaking, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his face became extremely pale. When the soldier saw Zhang Lu's expression, his heart was also uneasy, and he had mixed feelings. He saw Wang Can holding Zhang Lu in his left hand, revealing a gap before making a move. didn't expect Wang Can to be so shameless, and actually used Zhang Lu as a shield, which made the soldier's plan fall through and did not hit Wang Can.

The battle continued, and more than a dozen young soldiers became more and more courageous and excited.

All the training turned into actual combat battles.

The battlefield is very cruel, Rao is the teenagers are brave and good at fighting, with one as ten, still inevitably injured, the knife slashed on the boy's body, blood flowed, unbearable pain.

There are too many soldiers in Yizhou, and the time is not long, and the teenagers are already scarred and wounded one by one.

Wang Can looked at the teenagers who were already on the verge of collapse, and roared angrily: "Zhao Yun, where the hell are you? ”

The voice fell, and a loud roar came from afar: "Lord, Zhao Yun is here!" ”

The gentian bright silver spear in Zhao Yun's hand turned into a little cold light, the cold light flashed, and the elite soldiers of Yizhou who were blocking in front of Zhao Yun were all poked away, and the broken military camp that followed Zhao Yun was even more fierce, rushing into the Yizhou soldiers like a wolf and a tiger, wantonly slaughtering.

The cavalry rushed to kill, even the elite division of Yizhou, it was difficult to catch its edge, and it could only be defeated and retreated.

PS: The third of the eight watches, now the chapters are all 3,000 words, a little slow, forgive me.

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