General Cao Biao gave the order.

The originally fast and aggressive Song army turned into chaos. You pushed and pushed, and many unprepared Song soldiers were pushed directly and trampled by their companions.

"It's over."

Wen Tianxiang of the Chinese Army had a bitter look on his face. Looking at the ferocious Han army in front, he knew that he had been defeated.

Before the battle began, the Song army was completely defeated.

Moreover, after marching rapidly for several days, he was already exhausted.

The soldiers of the Han Dynasty were waiting for work, and the situation of the battle was already established invisibly.

"Kill, kill."

The shouts of killing from the Han soldiers came from all directions, and the two armies were surrounded and gradually moved closer to the Song army.

And Zhao Yun led 20,000 heavily armored cavalry to rush in quickly.

The distance was only a few hundred meters, but it took only an instant.

Finally, there was a close fight.

"All officers, listen to the order, kill." Zhao Yun shouted angrily, and with the piercing murderous intention in his hand, the gentian gun swept out towards the Song army in front of him.

There were sounds of armor being broken and bleeding, and a dozen Song soldiers were swept away by Zhao Yun.

then.

The heavily armored cavalry and chariots following Zhao Yun came to attack.

"The mighty Han Dynasty is invincible in every battle."

"Kill all the traitors for the king."

"Kill, kill, kill..."

The iron cavalryman wrapped in cold iron armor roared angrily, and the saber with a sharp cold light in his hand was quietly raised.

When the horse stepped closer, the heavily armored horse jumped up in vain.

boom!

Then they fell at the same time, and with the force of the fall, the swords in the hands of the cavalry soldiers on the war horses struck hard at the panicked Song army.

Click.

Only the sound of cracking bones was heard, and the sword fell down, invincible. Countless Song soldiers fell to the ground with their heads. In an instant, there were countless casualties, which also intensified the chaos of the Song army.

"Hurry up and let the spearmen resist the enemy's cavalry, and then send the army back to break through." Wen Tianxiang shouted loudly.

But his voice is full of powerlessness in the current Song Dynasty's rebellious army.

Under the thunderous attack from the Han army, the Song army was already in a panic, and they could not hear Wen Tianxiang's words.

"Withdraw, withdraw."

"Quickly retreat." Cao Biao didn't understand tactics at all and just kept shouting to retreat. However, he was in the front army and commanded the army, but it was difficult to escape.

Zhao Yun has already spotted him.

"This man should be the commander-in-chief of the Song army. He only wants to escape for his life in such a battle. He is in vain." A sharp light flashed in Zhao Yun's eyes.

Then he galloped towards Cao Biao.

The single cavalry passed by, and no one could stop it. With the provocation of the gentian spear, the Song soldiers were killed one after another.

"General, the enemy's general is coming to kill you." A guard shouted in fear.

"What? Enemy general?" Cao Biao's expression changed, and he hurriedly looked behind him, only to see Zhao Yun, a brave and unparalleled man, coming towards him quickly, no more than ten meters away from him.

"Come here, stop him, general." Cao Biao shouted in horror.

Hear the order.

The personal guards around Cao Biao immediately put up their shields to protect Cao Biao, protecting him with strong shields.

"In order to save life, the protection is sufficient, but it is of no use." Zhao Yun smiled coldly, and the innate internal power of Dantian gradually gathered and blessed the gentian gun.

In vain.

"break."

An angry shout came out of Zhao Yun's mouth, and the gentian gun struck hard towards the shield where Cao Biao was.

In response to the gentian gun being fired, a beam of gun light quickly flew through the air and exploded on the dozen shields, and the tyrannical light spread.

boom.

"ah..."

There were dozens of painful screams, the shield formation was broken open by a single shot, and dozens of personal guards were killed directly.

Cao Biao lost the protection of the shield formation and was exposed in front of Zhao Yun.

"No, don't kill me, I am willing to surrender as long as you don't kill me." Cao Biao looked at Zhao Yun in horror and shouted.

"A general who does nothing, a man who does nothing, still want to survive?" Zhao Yun sneered, spurred his horse, and instantly flew in front of Cao Biao. He shot out the silver gun in his hand, and there was a flash of silver light, followed by Cao Biao's panic.

look.

Phew.

The silver spear pierced Cao Biao's body directly.

"The enemy general is dead. Please surrender without killing him."

Zhao Yun used his arms to lift the silver spear, and Cao Biao's body was directly lifted up and displayed in front of all the Song soldiers.

And at this moment.

The two wings of the Han army of 200,000 have formed an encirclement, blocking all the Song soldiers' retreat routes. The hundreds of thousands of Song soldiers were completely surrounded by the Han army in the center.

The trebuchets and ballistae are ready to go.

If it were not for the sake of fellow Han people, the Han Army would never have stopped because of this.

"Surrender will avoid death; those who do not surrender will be killed without mercy."

The Han soldiers who had formed a siege held their weapons and pointed directly at the Song soldiers in the encirclement, and shouted angrily with endless threats.

The sound was like roaring thunder, deafening enough to be heard by the entire Song army on the battlefield.

"Don't kill me, I surrender."

"General, spare your life."

"I surrender..."

Looking at Cao Biao's body, the surrounding Song troops fell to their knees with horror and dropped their weapons.

Look around.

Around Zhao Yun, thousands of Song soldiers surrendered.

It's not just that.

Everywhere on the battlefield, soldiers from the Song Dynasty knelt down and prayed for surrender.

In the chaos of the army.

Looking at the Song soldiers kneeling on the ground all around, Wen Tianxiang had a look of death on his face, but also a sense of relief: "Perhaps what the people in the street said is right, now the Song Dynasty has completely decayed, and the emergence of the Han Dynasty is to revitalize the Central Plains

The Han family had an opportunity, and I didn’t expect that my 180,000-strong army would be defeated so completely, in just an hour."

"That's all."

"Heaven is going to destroy the Song Dynasty, and I, Wen Tianxiang, can't save it. Let me put an end to Song Dynasty once and for all." Wen Tianxiang sighed sadly, pulled out the sword from his waist, and put it on his neck, as if he was about to commit suicide.

"There are few such staunch men in the Song army. Could it be Wen Tianxiang, whom the king has high hopes for?"

Zhao Yun couldn't help but thought to himself when he saw Wen Tianxiang's actions.

"Since he is someone the king values ​​​​he must be a hero, this person cannot die." Zhao Yun immediately picked up the bow and arrow on his horse, fixed his eyes on Wen Tianxiang, and with a hiss, the arrow flew out of the air.

"It's a pity that I can't see the prosperity of the Han family that revived the Central Plains. Farewell."

Wen Tianxiang's eyes were full of nostalgia for the world, and the arm holding the sword suddenly exerted force, as if he was about to wipe it out.

But at this moment.

Ding.

Zhao Yun's arrow hit Wen Tianxiang's sword accurately. The powerful force directly knocked Wen Tianxiang away and fell to the ground. This was the result of Zhao Yun deliberately holding back, otherwise his strength would be enough to knock Wen Tianxiang away.

The scholar was shocked to death.

"Who?" Wen Tianxiang struggled to stand up and looked around.

"From now on, your life belongs to me, the King of Han. Without the King's will, you have no right to die." Zhao Yun rode his horse and came to Wen Tianxiang, pointing his gentian spear directly at the latter.
Chapter completed!