Shushuer broke out, and the demoralized Xiongnu also began to become active, shouting one by one.

"Strategist, General Zhao is in danger, do you want to go down to help." A captain saw that Zhao Yun had been in a defensive posture and said nervously.

"Although I don't know kung fu, I also know that General Zhao seems to be dangerous, but he has always been at ease, and several times it seemed dangerous, but he gently blocked it." Guo Jia is calm and has been paying attention to the changes in the situation.

The young general looked at it, but it was not, the spell opened and closed, and it seemed to be extremely brave, but every time it failed to really hurt Zhao Yun, and several strong attacks were dissolved by Zhao Yun lightly.

The young general was relieved to see this situation, Guo Jia knew the role of Zhao Yun, not to mention that he was married to Ye Chen and Tai Shici, but to say that he had a great effect on the entire Liaodong, if he was really in danger, Guo Jia would definitely do his best to save it.

Zhao Yun's silver spear roamed flexibly in Shushuer's attack, and every time Shushuer attacked, he was about to attack Zhao Yun, at this time, Zhao Yun's spear suddenly poked out, attacking him at a tricky angle, forcing him to give up.

"Hmph, that's all you can do." Zhao Yun forced Shushuer to retreat again, and then held the gun in one hand, the tip of the gun pointed to the sky, and said to Shushuer.

Shushuer himself knew that although he had always had the upper hand, he had never really attacked Zhao Yun, and he didn't hurt him at all, but instead used a lot of strength.

"Break it for me." Zhao Yun let out a low roar, brandished his spear, and struck at Shushuer's big sword.

"Keng~"

With a loud bang, the tip of Zhao Yun's spear struck the sword with precision.

Coming vigorously, Shushuer almost couldn't hold the big knife, Zhao Yun had been fighting with him with skill before, he didn't expect Zhao Yun to have so much strength, and without preparation, he was attacked by Zhao Yun, almost making him go.

Strength is indeed not Zhao Yun's strength, but it doesn't mean that his strength is not good, compared to Guan Yu and Tai Shici, his strength is of course insufficient, but it is not bad at all compared to Shushuer.

"Die."

Before the magic knife could be completely withdrawn, Zhao Yun's spear flickered, shook out several spear flowers, and stabbed at him.

Shushu was horrified, he had never seen such a strange trick, no matter how he dodged, he always felt that the gun was pointed at him, and he couldn't dodge it.

"Puff~"

Seeing Zhao Yun's strange shot, and the explosive power contained in the tip of the gun, Shushuer didn't have the courage to face it, and decisively made a move that surprised everyone.

He threw away the knife in his hand, then turned over and dismounted, rolling twice on the ground, dodging Zhao Yun's killing blow.

The blow missed, Zhao Yun was stunned, he didn't expect the enemy to be like this.

After being stunned for a while, Zhao Yun confirmed that the enemy had escaped at the last moment, and his actions were a little obscene and unsightly.

None of the people present reacted, including the Xiongnu soldiers, as well as their Zuoxian King Yufuluo.

At this time, Yu Fuluo's face was gloomy, even gloomy than when Jin Yan was killed just now.

Zhao Yun frowned, he didn't know what this Shushu Er wanted, urged the war horse, and killed Shushu Er again.

Seeing Zhao Yun rushing towards him, Shushuer once again made a move that everyone couldn't understand, and when the horse was about to hit him, Shushuer directly lay on the ground and rolled a few times, avoiding the impact of the warhorse.

Yu Fuluo's face was a little worse, his general made a fool of himself on the battlefield, and it was strange that his face could be good.

Shushuer rolled just next to his broadsword, and without saying a word, he picked up the broadsword and stood up.

Yu Fuluo, who was in the distance, saw Shu Shu'er's movements, his face was a little better, it should have been an accident on horseback before, Yu Fu Luo thought.

At this time, Zhao Yun turned his horse's head and faced Shushuer again.

Seeing where Shushuer was standing, with the knife already raised in his hand, Zhao Yun was a little interested, his face was straight, he held the gun in one hand, and killed him again.

"Ahh

Shushuer suddenly shouted a few times, then shook the knife in his hand and threw it at Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun grabbed the reins, then raised his spear and pushed away the flying broadsword, at this time Zhao Yun saw that Shushuer had run away and ran back to the Hun camp.

Although his war horse can catch up, Zhao Yun feels bored, what is the point of chasing a deserter.

Yuvro's face darkened completely, and just now he thought he was picking up the knife to fight back, but it turned out to be to escape.

In front of the enemy, in front of himself, and in front of many Hun soldiers, Shushuer actually fled, which made Yuvro's face where to put it, and let the Hun army deal with itself so much.

"Hmph, coward." Zhao Yun scolded, turned his horse's head and walked back.

Yu Fuluo's face darkened, Zhao Yun scolded him and he didn't even have a position to refute, Shushuer, a Hun warrior, did become a deserter in front of everyone.

"King Zuoxian, I, I..."

After Shushuer ran back, he was frightened, and quickly knelt in front of Yuvro to confess his guilt.

Yu Fuluo had a dark face and didn't say a word, but judging from the fire in his eyes, how angry Yu Fu Luo was at this time.

The general who had high hopes for him, if he lost, he lost, and he became a deserter, and he didn't have the courage to fight a Han Chinese, which made Yu Fuluo unbearable.

"Boom."

Euvro drew a knife from the guard next to him, swept his horse past Shushuer, and then let out a scream and rolled his head to the ground.

beheaded his own general with his own hands, Yu Fuluo did not feel better, but had nowhere to vent.

Zhao Yun had already gone back, and he didn't have the face to continue to call the formation, and Shushuer was cut by himself with a knife, and he didn't even have a chance to beat and scold.

It's not that Yu Fuluo wants to kill him, but he has to kill him, he must stand up in front of everyone today, otherwise how can this Zuo Xian King be, so Yu Fuluo has nowhere to vent his anger.

In fact, Shushuer was helpless to be a deserter, but his head was cut off, and he didn't even have a chance to explain.

Before the war, Shushuer bragged, and it was high, as soon as the two started fighting, Shushuer used all his strength, wanting to take Zhao Yun down in a short time.

After dozens of rounds of attacks without any reservations, in fact, Shushuer was already at the end of the crossbow, and he didn't have much strength at all, and then he was hit by Zhao Yun, and the big knife in his hand was almost knocked away.

His arm was shocked by this shot, and he had begun to become numb, unable to exert his strength, and at this time, Zhao Yun's strange shot stabbed at him.

When Zhao Yun's shot attacked, Shushu'er clearly felt the aura of death enveloping him, making him fearful.

Afraid in his heart, in order to avoid that shot, he had to turn over and dismount, and he was afraid that Zhao Yun would take advantage of the situation to kill, so he rolled twice on the ground, otherwise it would be Zhao Yun's attack range as soon as he stood up.

He was already afraid, he was full of confidence, but he didn't expect that he couldn't kill the other party after exhausting his strength, when Zhao Yun began to attack, Shushuer understood the gap between the two, maybe there was a fight in his heyday, but how did Shushuer fight without strength.

It's not that Zhao Yun is scheming and deliberately exhausts his strength to kill him, but that he is comprehending the shooting and testing the enemy. But Zhao Yun didn't expect that the other party would be a deserter, and in front of so many people.

But even if he knew, Zhao Yun would not think about the arts, the marksmanship he inherited from his master had been completed, and if he wanted to improve, he had to find another way, otherwise he would be stuck in the rest of his life, and creating a suitable gun for himself became his only choice.