"Huh?" Cheng Yuanzhi was startled, raised his eyes, and saw that the Qiang cavalry he had slashed with his knife just now was staring at him with two bloodshot eyes, like staring at a prey that reached his mouth, his long knife was deep in his chest and abdomen, almost cutting him in half, but he used his bloody hands to hold him and leave it in his body!

"You're going to die with me today!" The Qiang cavalry laughed miserably, and the blood spilled from the corners of his mouth had already suffered a fatal blow and was extremely weak, but those two hands were like steel poured, and he tightened the long knife, so that Cheng Yuanzhi couldn't pull out!

Sting!

The piercing pain came from the hand where he held the knife, and the few surviving Qiang cavalry spears attacked, piercing that arm in an instant, and someone even attacked from the side, and a shot pierced Cheng Yuanzhi's waist!

"Crazy, you're all crazy!" Cheng Yuanzhi was furious, seeing that the enemy drew his gun and wanted to attack again, but his hand holding the knife had lost his intuition, and was pierced through several blood holes, and was bubbling with blood from the outside, he couldn't care about anything else, and hurriedly dropped his knife and retreated, riding his horse and escaping!

When the Yellow Turban soldiers saw that the general was injured, they all made way for him, but the pursuing Qiang cavalry was blocked by them and surrounded and killed, they were not the opponents of the Qiang cavalry, but they were able to block a little bit, and it was this block that made Cheng Yuanzhi run away.

"Ahh Temporarily safe, endless pain finally hit, Cheng Yuanzhi checked himself, and found that his right arm was completely unconscious, thinking that it was abolished, the wound on his waist was not deep, but it affected his movement very much, and there was a sharp pain when he moved slightly, which made him scream.

"Maniac!" There was a faint fear and jealousy in his eyes, and when he turned his head to look back, there were 5 pairs of red bloody eyes everywhere he looked, looking at him for a moment, eager to eat his flesh and sleep on his skin! The dying Qiang cavalry was still holding his long knife high and laughing silently at him, this Qiang cavalry was dying and could no longer make a sound.

"Bad luck! How could you meet such a group of crazy people! Cheng Yuanzhi didn't dare to look at them, the pain on his body made him understand what the consequences would be of belittling these people, and he was afraid.

The Qiang cavalry was roaring and fighting, and Cheng Yuanzhi's escape undoubtedly angered them, they wanted to avenge their comrades, and wanted to stab the Yellow Turban general out of 10,000 transparent holes before and after, in order to comfort the souls of their comrades in the sky.

The dying Qiang cavalry threw his long knife and said hoarsely, "You have let me down!" ”

"You've let me down!" The remaining Qiang cavalry knew what he was talking about, and he paid the price of his life, but he and others did not kill the enemy!

Shame, naked shame!

They didn't refute, that's the case, they still had too much room to grow, and their endless shame and anger were vented on the Yellow Turban soldiers in front of them: "I'll kill a few more for you!" ”

"Ahem...... Good! ”

He was already shaky, and there was a thick dead air in his eyes, and he looked in the direction where Cheng Yuanzhi was again, and he grinned, showing his fangs.

"Humph! Want to kill me? Dream! Cheng Yuanzhi snorted coldly, but suddenly found the happy smile that the crazy man suddenly shown, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"What's the situation?"

Between the lightning and flint, he felt a pain in his back, which was a tearing and penetrating pain, which made people mad, and then he felt that the whole person was soaring into the clouds, and he was in the clouds.

He saw it...... Hundreds of white horse knights!

Zhao Yun took the lead, he shot Cheng Yuanzhi through, picked it diagonally above his head, and shouted: "Salute!" ”

"Salute to you!" The white horse righteous servant behind him also roared, and its target was the bloody Qiang cavalry brigade, which was the ordinary Qiang cavalry who was about to die!

"Huh!"

The Qiang cavalry closed his eyes and fell off his horse......

At the critical moment, Zhao Yun finally arrived, and killed Cheng Yuanzhi with a raised hand, and the Yellow Turban Army was in chaos, and its combat effectiveness dropped again and again.

"Zilong, come and help me!"

Yan Yang was screaming, he had gone berserk, and there were corpses all around him.

"White Horse Righteous Servant!" Zhao Yun chuckled.

"Invincible in the world!"

Bai Ma Yicong roared, the sound shook the sky, breaking through the darkness of the sky, and the white torrent rushed again, condensing glory and brilliance with the sea of corpses and blood!

"Sweep through a thousand armies!"

Zhao Yun broke out in silence, and a shot was shot, and dozens of yellow turban thieves flew away, clearing out an open space, leaving him alone to stand proudly and laugh at the world.

Bai Ma Yi swept past him with a roar, and instantly crashed into the battle, their force was earth-shattering, they could kill a qiē, how could a mere yellow turban thief be an opponent?

The merciless slaughter was unfolding, everyone was crazy, and the Qiang cavalry had casualties, but this casualty was undoubtedly negligible for the losses of the Yellow Turban Army!

The two generals of the Yellow Turban Army died after taking the lead, and the loss of soldiers amounted to tens of thousands, and they were really killed, although this kind of casualties were not too heavy for the base of their 800,000 army, but now they have no leader, where is there still the courage to fight again?

The Yellow Turban Army retreated, they scattered and fled, Zhao Yun and Yan Yang stood in the sea of corpses and blood, but their expressions were not half relaxed, but more dignified!

The cavalry probed around, and had already found that there were several groups of Yellow Turban soldiers surrounding them, all of them were led by military generals, and the vast majority of them were not too many, but there was an army that was not weaker in number than the one they had just defeated!

They may have been alarmed by the hustle and bustle of the battlefield, or Cheng Yuanzhi had sent them a plea for help, no matter what, these enemies were approaching!

Although the gang of Yellow Turban thieves in front of them was defeated and fled, they did not lose too much, and the generals of the Yellow Turban Army who rushed to the scene could collect them and turn them into combat effectiveness again, they would follow the previous steps of these people and catch up with Zhang Fan's large army!

The losses of the Qiang cavalry are not light, now there are only about 3,000 people left, the victory of this battle is in a sense the role of the tactics of capturing the thief and capturing the king first, if Cheng Yuanzhi is not dead, this 800,000 army will be an extremely terrifying force, although Zhao Yun and Yanyang have elite soldiers under their command, it is impossible to kill them all, after all, their own number is too small.

With an army of more than 3,000 people, even if the Yellow Turbans stand and let them kill, they need to kill about 270 people each to kill them all!

This number is powerless, Zhao Yun can definitely do it, and Bai Ma Yicong can also do it, but the Qiang cavalry brigade does not have this kind of anti-heaven suzhì, they can't do it, in fact, after the big battle just now, they are also a little out of breath now, some people have been injured, and their combat effectiveness has weakened a lot.

This is the most amazing advantage in terms of numbers, and it is also the biggest advantage of the Yellow Turban Army, and it is difficult to make up for it!

The next battle will be even more dangerous, and their task is to intercept the enemy behind the palace, and there is no way to retreat!