The battle in the wilderness between the two high walls lasted for two hours, and the exhausted soldiers of both sides were still howling and launching rounds of onslaught against the enemy.

The battle was extremely fierce, and the corpses of soldiers on both sides were everywhere, and the blood gathered into small streams that flowed through the mountains of corpses that fell to the ground.

On the piles of corpses, the soldiers of the two armies who were still fighting, almost all of them were stained with blood, and they rushed to their enemies.

A Cao soldier with a spear leaped into the air and plunged the short spear into the chest of a Yuan soldier.

He was about to pull out the short spear from the heart of the Yuan army, when the other Yuan Jun took the long sword and slashed at his arm.

The soldiers of the Cao army did not have time to stop their hands, and their arms were split by the long sword.

Half of the arm holding the short spear, as the body of Yuan Jun who was stabbed to death by him fell, Cao Jun, whose arm was cut off, let out a miserable howl, blood gushed from the half of his arm, and turned to face Yuan Jun who swung his sword and cut off his arm.

As soon as he turned around, Yuan Jun grabbed the hilt of his sword with both hands and slashed his long sword towards his neck.

The long sword slashed through an arc of light and slashed past Cao Jun's neck.

As the arc light swept by, the head and neck of the Cao soldier were instantly separated, the cavity and the broken arm gushed blood, and the moment the head hit the ground, the corpse also fell straight down.

Not far from the decapitation of the Cao soldiers, another Cao soldier was being pressed to the ground by a Yuan soldier, constantly striking with a shield.

The shield and short spear in Cao Jun's hand had fallen during the battle, and Yuan Jun picked up the shield and smashed it on the head, and the only thing he could rely on to protect himself was two arms.

With his arms on his head, he was smashing with the shields wielded by Yuan's soldiers, and Cao Jun only felt that the bones in his arms had been smashed to pieces.

Just when his arms were about to be unable to withstand the onslaught, Yuan Jun, who was swinging his shield and slamming at him, suddenly stopped.

A drop of blood dripped onto the back of the hand of the Cao soldier who was pressed below, and then a second and a third drop.

The hot blood made the Cao soldier subconsciously release a gap in the arm protecting his head, and what appeared in front of him was the half-cut spear tip from the chest of the Yuan soldier riding on him.

As soon as he realized that someone had pierced the Yuan soldier with a spear from behind, the Cao soldier who was lying down felt a sudden lightness on his body.

Cao Jun, who stabbed the Yuan army to death with a short spear, raised his foot and kicked the Yuan soldier's temple, kicking the body aside.

Kicking the corpse away, he did not bend down to pull his companion, but with a shield in one hand and a short spear in the other, he rushed towards the other Yuan army.

Cao Jun's soldiers, who had been pressed to the ground and smashed more than a dozen shields, were just about to get up when another Yuan soldier rushed to his side, raised his foot and stepped on his chest, holding a short spear in both hands, and stabbed him in the head.

Poor Cao soldier, who had just escaped from danger, watched a short spear pierce his head.

With a soft sound of "poof", the soldier of Cao Jun only felt a pain in his forehead, and the short spear had pierced into his head, straight through the past, and inserted into the soil under his head.

Stepping on Cao Jun's chest, Yuan Jun, who stabbed him to death, pulled out a short spear.

The moment the short spear was drawn, the corpse of the Cao soldier was also brought upward, and then the blood gushed from his forehead.

Pulling out the short spear stained with Cao Jun's blood and brains, the Yuan soldier roared, jumped in the air, and stabbed the short spear towards another Cao Jun who was facing away from him.

That Cao Jun was originally facing away from him, but when he heard his roar, he subconsciously turned around and stabbed out the short spear with the conditioned reflex of his body.

Yuan Jun, who jumped up in the air, couldn't dodge, and hit the tip of the spear impartially, and a transparent hole was suddenly pierced in his chest.

The soldiers on both sides are fighting hard, and the fight between Zhang He and Han Meng has also reached a fever pitch.

If it is said that in the past, Han Meng and Zhang He fought, with his martial arts, he definitely couldn't go through 300 rounds in Zhang He's hands.

But at this time, Zhang He, because his relatives were killed, the anger rising in his chest made his rules a lot more chaotic, and before he knew it, the two had fought for more than 500 rounds, and they had not yet decided the winner.

Although he was able to resist Zhang He, Han Meng's body was slightly worse than him after all, and the big knife in his hand was also heavier than Zhang He's halberd.

Wielding the halberd, Zhang He danced the halberd like a wind leaf, and Han Meng's speed at picking up the big knife was obviously not as good as before due to his lack of strength.

Fighting with Zhang He's knife, Han Meng gradually felt that his strength was very weak, but Zhang He seemed to have strength all over his body, and even his breath was not much heavier than before.

Knowing that if he continued to fight, he would definitely not be Zhang He's opponent, Han Meng held the hilt of the knife with both hands, blocked the halberd stabbed by Zhang He, and shouted behind him: "Kill this person!" ”

Hearing Han Meng's shout, Zhang He hurriedly turned around.

The moment he turned around, Han Meng picked up the big knife and slashed it down on the top of his head.

If you want to talk about Zhang He, he is also very good, as soon as he turned around, he knew that he must have fallen for Han Meng.

The big knife slashed to the top of his head, and Zhang He didn't look at it, but just held the handle of the halberd with both hands and swept it very casually.

The speed at which the halberd swung out was actually faster than the speed at which Han Meng slashed the broadsword.

Han Meng hurriedly put away the knife, held the handle of the knife with both hands, and slammed it forward, leaning Zhang Heding back.

Although when Zhang He leaned back, there was a lot of space in his chest, but Han Meng didn't dare to catch up and fight again, taking advantage of the moment when Zhang He leaned back, he lifted the reins, turned around the war horse, turned around and ran out of the battlefield.

Carrying the halberd, Zhang He just stabilized his body and was about to fight with Han Meng again, but found that Han Meng had fled.

Glancing at Han Meng's back, Zhang He's legs clamped hard towards the horse's belly, and the horse chased after him.

The soldiers of the Yuan army were originally brave when they were fighting, but as soon as Han Meng fled, their morale collapsed instantly, and many people turned their heads to look at Han Meng who was fleeing, and the idea of withdrawing also arose in their hearts.

The Yuan army in the back slowly retreated backwards, and the Yuan army that was fighting with the Cao army in front also lost the belief in defeating the enemy, and only thought about how to withdraw from the entanglement of the Cao army.

Demoralized, Yuan's army gradually began to retreat, and Cao's army took advantage of their retreat to launch a pounce on them.

There was already little morale left, and under the onslaught of Cao's army, the last bit of fighting spirit left by Yuan's army also completely collapsed with this round of attacks.

The Yuan army, which was like a receding tide, was chased by the soldiers of the Cao army, and followed Han Meng to retreat towards the high wall guarded by the Yuan army.

The archers of the Yuan army, who were lined up in the rear, saw that their heavy infantry had suddenly retreated, and hurriedly drew their bowstrings and aimed at Cao's army.

But before their arrows could be fired, the defeated Yuan army had already rushed towards them, smashing their array to pieces.

Knowing that the battle had come to an end, and that the archers were not fools, they hurriedly dropped their longbows and followed the fleeing heavy infantry towards the high wall in the distance.

The Cao army that followed behind them, like hungry wolves, followed behind them, waving the blades in their hands, harvesting the lives of those Yuan soldiers who were slower.

The surging torrent of Cao Jun was like a cutter pushing forward, while Yuan Jun, who was fleeing in front, was like a ripe ear of grain being harvested, and with the push of the cutter, it fell in pieces.

The shouts and killings on the battlefield are getting closer and closer, but they are not as loud as before, Yuan Shao on the high wall frowned, and there was already a feeling of unease in his heart.

Just when he wanted to send someone out to see what was going on, Feng Ji on the side raised his hand and pointed out of the high wall and shouted to him: "Yuan Gong, look!" ”

Looking out in the direction of Feng Ji's finger, Yuan Shao saw two fast horses rushing towards him, one after the other.

Riding a horse in front of him was Han Meng, who Yuan Shao had pinned great hopes on, and Han Meng was followed by Zhang He, who had killed all his relatives by him.

Seeing the two people running towards the high wall one after the other, Yuan Shao suddenly understood that in this battle, the soldiers under his command were defeated again!

"Go out to meet the enemy!" Seeing Zhang He, the muscles in Yuan Shao's cheeks twitched violently twice, and he shouted to the soldiers behind him.

A pro-soldier responded, and quickly ran down the high wall, and after a while, the gate of the high wall opened, and countless Yuan troops poured out from within the wall.

Han Meng saw the gate of the high wall open, knowing that Yuan Shao was sending troops to come to the rescue, his heart was relieved, but his body did not dare to slack off in the slightest, and rode his horse towards the Yuan army who was out of the high wall array.

Zhang He, who was following behind Han Meng, saw Yuan Jun pouring out of the wall, and knew that if he chased after him, he would definitely not be able to get benefits, so he hurriedly reined in his war horse.

While reining in the horse, he looked up at Yuan Shao, who was standing on the wall.

Looking at each other with Zhang He, Yuan Shao actually felt guilty and nervous in his heart.

Zhang He was captured by Cao Jun for several days, and never led Cao Jun to fight against him, apparently because he had not yet surrendered to Cao Cao at that time.

At this time, he led the Cao army to defeat the Yuan army under Han Meng, and Yuan Shao also knew that Zhang He's betrayal was completely caused by him.

Not long after Zhang He reined in his war horse, the defeated Yuan army also rushed over like a tide.

Rushing past Zhang He, none of the defeated Yuan Jun dared to sneak attack him, but just ran around him quickly like a tide.

The defeated Yuan army fled to the high wall, and the Cao army, which was pursuing behind them, soon followed Zhang He as well.

Zhang He's gaze was still on Yuan Shao's face on the high wall, and his eyes flashed with hatred.

Raising his arm, when the soldiers of the Cao army were about to continue the pursuit, Zhang He shouted: "All the troops stop!" ”

Seeing that Zhang He raised his arm, the soldiers of the Cao army stopped one after another, carrying their blades and shields one by one, looking at the Yuan army who was gradually fleeing.