"Shoot the arrows!" Seeing that Zhao Yun was about to rush within the range of the bow and arrow, Sun Qing suddenly pressed his raised arm down and shouted.

With Sun's order, nearly 10,000 archers let go of their hands holding the bowstring.

With the sound of a bowstring that was not neat, countless arrows flew towards Zhao Yundou's head with the sound of the wind.

Tens of thousands of arrows flew together, like a thick cloud like black ink, obscuring the already very faint glow, shrouding Zhao Yun in a heavy shadow.

The arrows flew, Zhao Yun held the spear in one hand, stirred the barrel of the spear like a wind leaf, turned around the war horse, and suddenly turned around and ran to the side.

Although the arrows of the Black Mountain Army were dense, they were all aimed at the direction that Zhao Yun had just rushed from, and he turned his horse's head to avoid the area with the most dense arrows.

The few arrows that flew at him were also knocked to the ground by the spear in his hand.

When the arrows flew by, Zhao Yun slammed his legs towards the horse's belly, shouted "drive", and rode his horse quickly towards the archers of the Black Mountain Army who were putting arrows on the bowstring.

The arrows flew together, and the glow was dark. Looking at Yuan Xi and Yuan Shang brothers outside the city, they only felt a pain in their chests, and they were almost out of breath, until Zhao Yun avoided the arrows, and their hearts, which were almost in their throats, fell into their stomachs.

When Zhao Yun avoided the arrows that covered the sky and the sun, and rode his horse to rush towards the Black Mountain Army, the Jizhou Army on the city wall who witnessed this scene cheered in unison.

Guan Hai and Yu Xuan, who led 5,000 Yulin guards and stood in the distance, were standing in the distance, but at this time, a burst of white sweat appeared on the back of the back.

With the martial arts of the two of them, they rarely encounter opponents on the battlefield, but in their hearts, they think that if it is not Zhao Yun, but any of them rushing towards the Black Mountain Army, I am afraid that they can only face the arrows and go up.

Under tens of thousands of arrows, no matter how brave you are, you will inevitably end up being shot into a hedgehog.

Looking at Zhao Yun who was avoiding the arrows of the Black Mountain Army, the five thousand Yu Lin Guards flashed with excitement and inexplicable brilliance in their eyes, and many of them were even holding the blades in their hands tightly, just waiting to rush forward and kill in the Black Mountain Army.

In stark contrast to the Jizhou Army and the Luoyang Army, it was the Montenegrin Army that witnessed the scene where Zhao Yun avoided the arrows.

They had never seen such a swift general, and they never imagined that under such a dense rain of arrows, someone would be able to dodge it with their whole body.

The setting sun had sunk below the horizon, and at the end of the horizon, only a deep orange glow remained, and the sky was about to go completely dark.

Zhao Yun avoided the arrows, and rushed towards the main formation of the Black Mountain Army, and those archers of the Black Mountain Army, who reacted a little faster, put the arrows on the bowstring, and shot at Zhao Yun without waiting for Sun Qing's order. But how did the sparse arrows they shot hurt Zhao Yun? While galloping on his horse, Zhao Yun used his spear to strike the oncoming arrows, and in an instant, he had rushed to the front of the Black Mountain army.

More archers of the Montenegrin Army, in a panic, found it difficult to grasp the most familiar bow and arrow action they were most familiar with in the past. There are even some people who are nervous about the arrows on the bowstring, but their hands are trembling and they can't pull the bowstring. Until Zhao Yun entered their array, many people were still busy putting feather arrows on the bowstring.

"Kill!" With a loud shout, Zhao Yun, dressed in silver armor, rushed into the array of archers of the Black Mountain Army, and his spear thrust forward, piercing the chest of an archer.

The front chest was pierced by the spear, the archer's body was shocked, and before the life was completely separated from his body, Zhao Yun grabbed the spear with both hands, picked him up, and threw it at Sun Qing who was not far away.

A corpse was thrown over, and Sun Qing hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it. The heavy corpse, with a gust of wind, flew past him, knocking down the Black Mountain Army behind him.

Turning his head to look at the corpse that flew over, Sun Qing was just about to lift his weapon and kill Zhao Yun head-on, but he felt a sudden pain in his neck, and a sharp spear tip had pierced through his throat.

A shot pierced Sun Qing's neck, Zhao Yun held the barrel of the gun with both hands, and slashed the spear hard to cut off half of Sun Qing's neck.

The half-pulled neck was sliced open, Sun Qing's head with a piece of flesh hung on his shoulders like a lantern, and his body lay straight back.

rode his horse vertically and horizontally, rushing left and right in the Montenegrin army, but in an instant, Zhao Yun picked nearly a hundred Montenegrin troops.

"Quick! Stop him! Seeing that Zhao Yun was fierce and unstoppable, Zhang Yan, who was watching the battle from afar, raised his hand and pointed at him and shouted: "Whether you live or die, you must not ask this person to enter the city." ”

"No!" More than a dozen generals of the Montenegrin Army responded in unison, ran to the open space in front of the Chinese army, stepped on the war horses brought for them by the soldiers, held the horse's belly, and galloped towards Zhao Yun.

The array of archers on the west side was scattered, and the archers in the Chinese army had the intention to shoot Zhao Yun with arrows, but because they were all over their own family, they didn't dare to make the slightest move, so they could only put the arrows on the bowstring, and watched from afar with a nervous face.

Alone, the archer array of the Black Mountain Army on the west side was scattered, and a rapid sound of horses' hooves suddenly reached Zhao Yun's ears.

He pierced the back of a Montenegrin soldier who could not escape, picked up his spear, and spun around with the corpse, repelling the Montenegrin army around him, and turned his head to look in the direction where the sound of horses' hooves was heard.

What appeared in Zhao Yun's sight were more than a dozen generals of the Black Mountain Army who were wearing scaly armor and yellow scarves on their heads, with murderous faces, and were rushing towards him.

"Good time!" Seeing these more than a dozen generals of the Montenegrin Army, Zhao Yun not only did not panic at all, but shouted excitedly, clamped his legs the horse's belly, and pulled the reins in his hands violently.

The hairy war horse neighed, raised its two front hooves, and kicked forward with its hind legs, and the volley jumped over the heads of a group of Montenegrin troops, heading straight for the dozen or so Montenegrin generals.

The glow faded, and the sky finally darkened completely.

Many of the Montenegrin troops near Zhao Yun had to squat on the ground because they couldn't see in the night, stopped all their movements, and only hoped that Zhao Yun would not rush to them and send them to Huangquan Road with one shot.

When he staggered past the black mountain general who rushed to the front, Zhao Yun let out a loud shout, and before the other party picked up the big knife and was about to slash at him, a shot pierced through the opponent's scale armor.

Piercing through the chest of the Black Mountain Army general, Zhao Yun suddenly withdrew his gun, and the Black Mountain Army general's body spun in the air and fell heavily from his horse to the ground.

The corpse of the Black Mountain general fell to the ground, and with a muffled "pop", a thin cloud of smoke and dust suddenly rose on the ground.

The spears flew over, the war horses were staggered, and as the spears in Zhao Yun's hands flew left and right, more than a dozen Montenegrin generals who had been killed by his side on horseback actually fell off their horses one after another, and they were killed under Zhao Yun's spear one by one.

Holding the gun in his right hand, he pushed the spear forward violently, and Zhao Yun pierced the throat of one of the most rearmost Black Mountain generals. While drawing back his spear, he lifted the reins, shouted "go some", and rushed towards the gate of the country.

Although it was already twilight, the brothers Yuan Xi and Yuan Shang, who were standing at the head of the city, clearly saw Zhao Yun rushing left and right in the Montenegrin army, and even picked up more than a dozen Montenegrin generals.

When they saw a white horse galloping towards the city gate, Yuan Xi hurriedly ran to the inner side of the city wall and shouted to the city below: "Open the city gate quickly!" ”

The city gate slowly opened, and the two heavy gates revealed a gap that could only be passed through by one person, and Zhao Yun rushed into the city like a snow-white lightning bolt in the night.

Seeing Zhao Yun rushing into the city, Yuan Xi and Yuan Shang hurriedly ran down the stairs down the city wall.

As soon as Zhao Yun turned over and dismounted, the two brothers walked up quickly, clasped their fists together, Yuan Xi lowered his head and said to Zhao Yun: "The general is a hero, so that my two brothers are very respectful, please accept the two of us to worship!" ”

"Two little generals!" Zhao Yun had seen Yuan Xi before, and knew that it was the Yuan brothers standing in front of him, so he hurriedly hugged his fists and saluted the two of them, and said to them: "The last general came to help on the orders of His Royal Highness, but the last general has few soldiers. There are hundreds of thousands of Montenegrin troops, and the only feasible plan at the moment is for the two leading troops to follow the generals out of the country and withdraw to Jizhou as soon as possible. Your Highness will soon lead a large army to reinforcements! ”

Knowing that Liu Wei would lead the army to reinforcements in a few days, Yuan Shang and Yuan Xi glanced at each other, and their faces couldn't help but show irrepressible joy.

"Everything is according to the general's orders!" Zhao Yun rode alone into the hundreds of thousands of Montenegrin troops, rushed into the city, in addition to being covered with bloodstains, he was not injured by the Montenegrin army to half a cold hair, which was already very convincing to the Yuan brothers, where did they still have the slightest doubt about Zhao Yun, Yuan Xi hugged his fists and said to Zhao Yun: "I don't know how the general wants to lead us out of the city?" ”

"At the end of the hour, I will light a fire on the city wall!" The Yuan brothers had already agreed to lead the army out of the city, and Zhao Yun said to them: "Our army outside the city sees the letter fire, and will be killed in the Black Mountain army." I will take advantage of the chaos to leave, but before that, all the grain and grass in the city must be burned, otherwise the Montenegrin army will get the grain and grass, and when His Royal Highness leads the army into Jizhou, it will take some more twists and turns to break it! ”

"What the general said is very true!" Zhao Yun went out of the city when he proposed his son, the Yuan brothers did not have the slightest doubt, the two of them retreated to the left and right sides, and made a gesture to Zhao Yun to please, Yuan Xi said to Zhao Yun: "Please go to the city!" ”

Zhao Yun rode alone to break through the defense line of hundreds of thousands of Montenegrin troops and enter the city of Sheguo. At this time, Liu Wei led Pang Tong and a cadre of generals to stand in an open space outside Puzi City.

Standing everywhere were Luoyang army officers and soldiers, all Luoyang soldiers, holding blazing torches in their hands.

Countless torches with flames were connected, illuminating the place where Liu Wei and the others were standing as if it were daytime.

On the ground, there were countless corpses.

The corpses were dressed in the deep clothes of the people, but a few of them were covered with tattered leather armor.

Pressing the hilt of the sword, Liu Wei looked down at the corpse while walking slowly, and the respectful Lu Bu followed closely behind him, with a bit of flattery and a bit of smugness in his face.

"How many people are there?" Walking around the corpses, Liu Wei stopped, looked at a headless dead corpse, and asked Lu Bu on the side very lightly.

"Returning to His Highness, a total of three thousand seven hundred and twenty people!" Clenched his fists and bowed, standing behind Liu Wei, when Lu Bu replied, his tone revealed a little self-satisfaction that was difficult to hide: "The remnants of the Black Mountain thieves have all been captured and killed by the last general, and they have not escaped!" ”