Fei Zhan watched in stunned silence as half of his soldiers were slapped to death by the opponent in an instant, and the remaining half were forced to stop where they were, not daring to retreat or advance at all.

What is going on with this Han army? Are they all gods?

Fei Zhan's heart was filled with fear and happiness. Fortunately, he did not go into battle in person because he despised the opponent. Now there are more than a thousand people around him.

Seeing from a distance that his army had lost its fighting spirit and was about to be completely wiped out, and that the terrifying army was approaching step by step, Fei Zhan instinctively shouted: "Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

Then, regardless of the reactions of others, he immediately turned the horse's head and fled towards the rear.

When the Shanyue army under his command saw this scene, they also rushed to follow Fei Zhan and ran behind him.

The death-like troops in the distance made them completely lose the courage to fight. They all ran away frantically, and the originally sloppy formation fell into chaos.

At the entrance of another valley, Sun Ce was already waiting for them in neat formation.

Sun Ce looked helplessly as he looked at the mess in the distance, and the Shanyue army, which had no fighting spirit, was running towards him in such a mess.

What a bunch of rubbish, can't you hold on a little longer? Kneel down as soon as you come up!

However, complaints are complaints, and the work of cleaning up the defeated army still needs to be done.

Seeing the leader riding a skinny horse right in front of the defeated army, Sun Ce grinned. Fortunately, there was also a big fish.

"kill!"

With a loud shout, Sun Ce led his five hundred cavalry and charged forward in a cone formation.

Yuan Yao, on the other hand, was arranged behind him by Sun Ce to prevent accidents.

The five hundred cavalrymen were like tigers descending the mountain, charging fiercely towards the defeated army in front of them.

With a neat formation and high fighting spirit, the two thousand defeated troops were broken by one blow and fled in all directions.

Sun Ce and Yuan Yao besieged Fei Zhan, the leader of Shanyue.

Although Fei Zhan's commanding ability was average, he was able to take the position of leader in Shanyue where the strong were respected only because of his extraordinary force.

He is a genuine quasi-second-rate general, and he can survive the siege of Sun Ce and Yuan Yao with ease.

Sun Ce is in the golden period of growth, his strength has improved rapidly, and his current strength has reached the level of a third-rate general.

Yuan Yao's qualifications are average, and he is still younger. His current strength is just that of a top-notch soldier, and he is still a little short of a quasi-third-rate military general.

However, the two of them cooperate with each other tacitly, and coupled with Sun Ce's natural power, together they will be able to draw with Fei Zhan.

Dozens of cavalry were surrounded, holding the line for their commander.

Fei Zhan saw that his men were being eliminated one by one, and he was also surrounded in the middle. In his excitement, his original combat power level dropped a few points.

Sun Ce could see the opponent's impatience at a glance, and calmly took the defensive position, steadily parrying the opponent's attack with Yuan Yao.

After dozens of rounds, Fei Zhan became even more anxious when he saw more and more enemies surrounding him. It was not an option to continue like this!

Fei Zhan gritted his teeth and didn't care at all when Sun Ce stabbed his left arm with the spear. He directly slashed at Yuan Yao, the soft persimmon, with all his strength.

Yuan Yao was shocked and quickly put away his spear to block it, but with Fei Zhan's full blow, Yuan Yao's spear was immediately knocked away and slashed towards Yuan Yao's chest again without losing momentum.

At this critical moment, Sun Ce, who had discovered in advance that Fei Zhan was about to jump over the wall, finally arrived to defend Yuan Yao.

Dangerously and dangerously, he used skillful force to deflect the direction of the long knife attack on Yuan Shu's chest. The long knife made a small gash in Yuan Yao's armor and was then knocked away.

But this played into Fei Zhan's hands. Fei Zhan took advantage of the inertia of his long sword to roll towards the distance. After killing two nearby cavalry with his sword, he snatched a horse and ran away.

Seeing that he could not catch up, Sun Ce narrowed his eyes, aimed at Fei Zhan's back, and threw the spear in his hand with all his strength.

The whistling spear shot towards Fei Zhan's back with a powerful impact like thunder.

Fei Zhan felt the powerful threat from behind, but at this time he was already riding a tiger and could not get off. He gritted his teeth and threw the long knife back, and continued to drive the good horse on his crotch forward to escape crazily regardless of the outcome.

Sun Ce's spear instantly knocked away the sword, but it deflected the direction and shot into the ground behind Fei Zhan, leaving only a small hole.

But Fei Zhan continued to fly forward without any injuries, constantly dodging the spears and arrows fired by the surrounding cavalry.

When Sun Ce saw Fei Zhan, he was about to break out of the encirclement, but he clenched his silver teeth tightly, but there was nothing he could do.

At this moment, Yuan Yao threw over his spear that he had just picked up.

Yuan Yao's spear is stronger than Sun Ce's. After all, he is Yuan Shu's biological son, and his equipment is luxurious.

Sun Ce shook the spear in his hand and threw it towards Fei Zhan in the distance again.

This time Fei Zhan had no weapon that could block the spear. When he heard the terrifying sound of breaking through the air, he could only turn his body to the left in a hurry, barely avoiding the vital point.

The silver spear passed through Fei Zhan's right chest.

However, as a quasi-second-rate general and a Shanyue man with extremely high physical fitness, Fei Zhan was seriously injured, but he was not dead yet. He gritted his teeth and continued to run forward.

Sun Ce really had no choice this time. He looked at Fei Zhan in the distance bitterly, feeling annoyed at his carelessness and underestimating the enemy.

Suddenly, a green light flashed from a distance. Before Sun Ce could see what it was, he found that Fei Zhan and the horse under his crotch had fallen to the ground. The strong inertia caused their bodies to slide for dozens of times.

rice.

Sun Ce took a closer look and saw that there were holes as big as the mouth of a bowl on Fei Zhan's left chest and on his horse's head.

Such a severe injury, even Fei Zhan could only take his last breath with difficulty.

Sun Ce followed the trajectory of the light that he vaguely felt in his memory and looked back.

Ju Yizheng was holding a powerful crossbow as if he was shooting arrows. When he saw Sun Ce's eyes, he smiled and nodded.

General Ju Yi?

What a terrifying power!

Sun Ce swallowed slowly. He had just seen a trace of the arrow, and the arrow had already hit the target.

If he had to leave it alone, he would probably die on the spot!

Sun Ce estimated the distance. Oh my god! It's two thousand meters away!

Fortunately, General Ju Yi was one of his own, and Sun Ce could only rejoice in his heart.

Ju Yi did not care about Sun Ce's Xiao Jiujiu. On the contrary, he admired this lord's adopted son very much.

At only fourteen years old, he has already reached the level of a third-rate general. With such a terrifying talent, his future achievements will definitely not be inferior to his own!

But when he saw Yuan Yao on the other side, Ju Yi shook his head secretly. His mental perseverance was acceptable, but his qualifications were average. He would be a quasi-first-class general in the future at most!

The lord is so talented, but the legitimate son is so mediocre!
Chapter completed!