"Stop, stop! Turn around and don't mess around! Zhu Ling noticed that something was wrong, and shouted hoarsely.

But only a few people could hear him in the chaos of the battlefield, and dozens of guards huddled together, escorting him, but they could not give the others a sense of security, so that they could not be surprised. The light cavalry that rushed into the array of archers quickly began to wield their might, and hundreds of lances stabbed forward, like a giant scythe, cutting down the archers in pieces.

The Chinese army was desperately blocking the spearmen and sword and shield soldiers of the iron cavalry, and they were anxious to see the robes dodging and wailing in the long lance of the forest. They shouted and marched forward, but they couldn't rush to the rescue.

The distance is too far, and the biggest feature of the wild goose marching array is that it can fully deploy its troops, with the speed of the wind cavalry, detouring and feints, all of which take the work of tea, not to mention rushing with both feet?

The greater threat comes from the attacked, the crossbowmen and the light cavalry are a pair of rivals, if they can keep a distance, the archers are the natural enemies of the light cavalry, on the contrary, in front of the light cavalry, the crossbowmen who do not even have long weapons in their hands are only slaughtered.

"Uh......h Whining...... Whining! "The horn from the Chinese army rushed for a while, and after discovering the danger, Cao Cao tried all the methods at his disposal, trying to give the troops on both flanks the correct guidance, teaching them how to deal with the danger and get out of the crisis.

His reaction was not unpleasant, but after all, his order was half a beat slower, and this half-beat mistake was enough to change the success or failure of the entire battle!

One, two, three...... After only a moment of stunned attention, the crossbowmen on both wings were stunned to find that they were surrounded by enemy troops, and there were deadly lances everywhere.

The bright spear swallowed the cold light, and wherever it passed, it brought up a large wave of blood, and then quickly shook again, getting rid of the previous victim, and finding the next unfortunate person, taking his life.

The Cao army on both flanks was forced to retreat constantly, losing manpower in the process of retreating. Lu Zhao, the lieutenant general on the left flank of the Overseer, rushed left and right with his personal bravery, but he could save this, but he couldn't save that......

Killing up, Lu Zhao pulled out the shield in front of the formation, quickly rotated, blocked the long lance stabbed on the left, and then quickly turned around, and knocked the lance stabbed on the right side with a war knife.

His martial arts are also some of the strongest in Cao's army, and if he fights alone, he will not be afraid of anyone.

"A certain Naiyang Valley is far away, and Zhao Yun can dare to fight with a certain one!" He roared wildly, and the sound spread throughout half of the left wing, which made the officers and men of Cao's army refreshed.

But this was not a one-man fight, and it was not in his direction that Zhao Yun led the team to attack, and before he could withdraw the knife, two fast horses rushed in like a whirlwind, and the third and fourth long lances stabbed out like lightning and pierced into his thigh.

"Ahh Lu Zhao roared like a beast, and his voice was poignant and high-pitched. But the light rider did not look at him, skillfully drew his spear, and rushed to the next opponent.

Blood gushes out of the wounds on Lu Zhao's legs like a fountain, dyeing countless raindrops red. He stumbled, shaking like drunk, but he never refused to fall, just desperately waved the war knife in his hand and roared loudly: "Zhao Yun rat generation, you coward, if you have the ability, come to fight to the death, ah......"

Before the sound stopped, several long lances pierced into his chest at the same time, picking up his body and lifting it high into the air, and several riders exerted force at the same time, throwing the corpse of the enemy far away.

Lu Zhao was nominally Zhu Ling's lieutenant general, but the two of them were supervising the army on the left and right wings, and for Cao Jun on this wing, he was the main general. The main general was killed, and the morale of the Cao army, which was caught in the light cavalry attack, plummeted, and his heart and gall were cold. Either get stabbed to death, or turn around and flee, leaking your back to the enemy.

More and more people are fleeing, and it looks like a tide is about to converge!

Cao Cao certainly knew very well what the terrible outcome would be after the formation of a rout, but he could not come up with any clever plan, so he could only try to transfer the troops that had not yet been involved in the battle with the iron cavalry to the two wings. He didn't dare to hope that these troops would turn the tide, he only hoped that the tens of thousands of foot soldiers could delay the attack of the Storm cavalry a little, and insist that the troops in the city would come to the rescue.

The first to lead the troops to rush forward was Sikong Peng's chief bookkeeper Zhao Wei. He held a civilian position, but he was both civil and military, and he could also wear armor and hold firm, and after the death of Shi Lian, the governor of the army, he took over the command of the internal guard.

Receiving Cao Cao's general order, he did not rush to counterattack the enemy army, but ordered the internal guards to slow down. They approached slowly toward the flanks, and gathered the rout of the various divisions, pacified by the veterans, and lined them up behind them.

It cannot be said that such a response was inappropriate. With the backbone again, the soldiers no longer run around like flies without heads, but beat their spirits and form a team again. But in the same way, the speed of Zhao Wei's reinforcements along the way slowed down greatly, and was quickly overtaken by Feng Kai's battalion of foot soldiers.

Saving soldiers is like fighting fire, Feng Kai does have a reason to be anxious.

From a distance, he saw Zhu Ling's figure flashing in the crowd and then disappearing. After another moment, he saw several cavalrymen retreating sharply with Zhu Ling, who was covered in blood.

"Zhao Boran, what are you rubbing? Do you want to watch the army collapse? ”

Feng Kai scolded and rushed forward with his brothers, trying to delay the advance of the enemy army and buy time for Cao Cao and Zhu Ling to regroup their troops and horses. But the outcome of the battle was not entirely determined by courage, and the sudden wind cavalry easily scattered the dead soldiers he led, and then Zhao Yun rode up and swung his spear to meet him.

Although he was full of courage, Feng Kai's martial arts were far inferior to Zhao Yun, and he was stabbed off the war horse by Zhao Yun with a shot, and he barely saved his life by relying on the thickness of the armor on his body. Zhao Yun chased after him like a shadow, and immediately surrounded by more than a dozen guards wearing heavy armor. Several people worked together to block Zhao Yun's horse's head, and several others picked up the main general and fled backwards at the last moment.

Zhao Yun was willing to let go of the prey easily, and stabbed the enemy who was blocking his horse with a single shot. Immediately after a wave of his hand, the corpse was smashed at several other enemy soldiers, and the heavily armored foot soldiers were knocked down by the corpses of their companions, and before they could stand up, the silver light full of murderous power had arrived in front of them, brushing, brushing, brushing, and three times in a row, and the spear was just right to find the vital point that the armor could not protect.

Someone tried to avenge his companion and rolled on the ground to Zhao Yun's horse's belly. Zhao Yun snorted, jumped away with his war horse, and then turned his head and shot to stab the enemy who had lost his target to death. He drew his spear, drove his horse, drew his sword, swung and slashed, and with a few movements, he made a soft 'click', cutting the armor of another armorer into two pieces. The skin and muscles wrapped under the armor were all broken, and blood gushed out from the wounds, taking life away at the same time.

In front of him is not a person, but the incarnation of a killing god!

Morale, which had finally recovered a little, fell to the bottom again, and the soldiers dropped their weapons and retreated. No matter how many people were gathered, none of them were willing to verify Zhao Yun's martial arts.

Zhao Yun, who single-handedly scattered the enemy in front of him, his face was not colorless, he looked up and looked, quickly found the target, pointed at Zhao Wei's general flag with the silver gun in his hand, and rushed over. Hundreds of elite riders behind him shouted in unison, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

"Kill!"

The enemy army has fallen into chaos, and all the Tempest has to do now is not give the enemy a chance to regroup.

Zhao Wei realized the crisis and drove more than a thousand elites to build a human wall in front of the formation, wanting to block Zhao Yun's offensive. But the soldiers were shocked by Zhao Yun's bravery, and they kept retreating, their eyes full of fear. No one dares to guarantee that they will be able to stop the white horse, but if this line of defense is broken again, the situation on the battlefield will be out of control.

"Woo...... Whining...... Whining! Zhao Wei sounded the horn, not only to ask for help, but also to warn, and the horn was sad and desolate. Suddenly, the sound of the horn froze. A sharp arrow flew in the air, and Zhao Wei's flag fell in response.

Hundreds of war horses turned into huge tornadoes, directly smashing into thin human walls, and flesh and blood flew everywhere. The light rider who broke through the human wall shook off the corpse on the lance and accelerated forward again!

No one could stand in their way, and the only thing Cao soldiers could do in front of them was to run in all directions, the slightest hesitation in their steps, the tip of the icy lance peeking through their chests, and the merciless hooves of horses stepping over their ribs.

The hastily organized human wall was too thin, and it couldn't slow down the speed of the war horse at all. Zhao Wei tried to gather his troops and horses again, but the routs who were dispersed by Zhao Yun only cared about escaping, not daring to even look back.

In fact, there were not many light cavalry rushing into battle, there were only more than 6,000 people at the beginning of the war, excluding Qin Feng and Fang Yue, who were used to fight and contain the cavalry, there were only more than 4,000 people left. In the process of feint maneuver, Zhao Yun once again divided his troops into four routes, on the one hand, to confuse Cao Cao's sight, so that he could discover his intentions as late as possible, and on the other hand, to reinforce Qin and Fang's two generals.

The light cavalry that actually charged into battle was only 1,500 people on each side, which was not even a fraction of Cao's army. But this fractional light horse, but like a tiger entering a flock, the wind blows away.

In the midst of the hurry, the terrifying white horse had already appeared in front of Zhao Wei's main formation, and the silver-armored warrior on the horseback waved his hand neatly, and the flagpole with a thick bowl mouth collapsed. Immediately after, he pointed at Zhao Wei with the blood-colored sword, and hundreds of cavalry leveled their lances in unison as if they had a spirit in their hearts.

The five-foot lance was like a row of fangs of the demon of hell, devouring all life in front of it. The Cao army, which was in the way of the cavalry attack, was either picked up by the lance or trampled to death by the war horse, and had no power to fight back at all. Zhao Wei was so frightened that he had the courage to stay where he was and fight with Zhao Yun, shouted, turned the horse's head, and joined the ranks of the fugitives.

Anyone can say such beautiful words as not turning their heels, and when they inspire others, they are also righteous words, but how many people can really implement them when they really put it on themselves?

Zhao Wei whipped his mount desperately, lest he be stabbed in the back. But the roar of the horse's hooves never left his ears, as if all the enemy troops were chasing him. The screams of the endangered kept coming from the ears, that ordinary soldiers with no mounts to use were dying under the enemy's lance, unable to outrun their four-legged horses and their own people, so they had to accept the fate of being hunted by the enemy.

The roar of the horse's hooves became louder and louder, and finally converged into a thunderbolt, which was the strongest note of countless courage and pride that had once shocked the northern frontier!

"Righteousness is the ......" The veterans who rushed to the front were sad and trembled slightly. Once again, they leaped into the Central Plains, crisscrossing and crisscrossing.

"Life and death go hand in hand!" The long lance is erected like a forest, and in mid-air, there seem to be countless heroic souls shouting and cheering correspondingly.

The light cavalry attacking from the opposite direction of the "Sky Can Be Learned...... is also responding, with fewer enemies and more enemies, and the two men and horses of Fang and Qin, who are fighting with the leopard cavalry, are also shouting in unison!

"White horse as proof!" Thousands of horses to avoid white horses, once again, they are powerful in the world, worthy of the name of the world's strongest soldiers!

The resistance of the two wings was completely gone, and the frightened rout of the army rushed backwards desperately. The surging crowd rushed in with the momentum of the angry waves, smashing heavily on the infantry array where the Chinese army was fighting fiercely with the iron cavalry, and the array, which was already full of cracks, could not withstand the huge pressure, fell into chaos, and then shattered!

Cao Cao closed his eyes in pain, and the flag slipped from his hand and fell into the dust......