Yan Gang led the white horse Yi Cong to charge all the way, while Gao Lan continued to hinder the Youzhou cavalry on both sides. Gradually, the Yan army's cavalry, which was originally in a conical formation, was secretly pulled apart by Gao Lan, who was retreating and fighting at the same time.

As the two wings were spread thin, the entire army was continuously stretched, as if it had turned into a long snake formation. However, in contrast, the infantry led by Gao Lan also paid a price several times higher and were beaten.

They were defeated one after another and suffered countless losses.

Gongsun Fan, who was supposed to command the entire army, did not care about this. In his opinion, Yuan Shao led his army to retreat and was defeated. At this time, there was no need to consider anything else and he could just lead his army to charge.

At this time, Yuan Shao had already withdrawn from the central army and joined the rear army, and Yan Gang's white horse Yi Cong followed closely and quickly broke out of the siege of Gao Lan's army.

"kill!"

Looking at Yuan Shao who had entered the army not far away and was guarded by countless soldiers holding iron shields, Yan Gang shouted angrily without hesitation. Yuan Shao was already close in front of him, no matter what was in front of him, even a mountain Yan Gang

Dare to collide head-on. Under Yan Gang's full charge, the distance between the two sides quickly narrowed until they were within a stone's throw.

Shen Pei and Yuan Shao looked at the white horse Yi Cong who was rushing towards them as if they were very close, their eyes were full of indifference.

"Gongsun Bogui, I win." Yuan Shao said extremely calmly.

"Shoot!" A cruel smile appeared on the corner of the judge's mouth, and his eyes were full of excitement and he shouted.

The huge shields neatly arranged in front were lowered one after another, revealing the appearance of the army behind them. Behind the three rows of heavy infantry were ten thousand crossbowmen holding strong crossbows, and behind them were twenty thousand infantry holding long spears. Yuan Shao's subordinates

General Chunyu Qiong was among the spearmen, holding a spear made of fine iron. His eyes were like a falcon, and he looked excitedly at Yan Gang, who was rushing at the front of the army.

Following the order from Shen Pei, in Yan Gang's panic, thousands of arrows were fired, and endless crossbow bolts came towards him like rain. Such a close distance was enough to maximize the power of the crossbow, and

This was not what frightened Yan Gang the most. What frightened him the most was that the 20,000 spearmen actually threw the spears in their hands in waves with all their strength.

In an instant, Yan Gang felt that the entire sky in front of him was darkening. Countless spears and crossbows were coming toward him with the sound of fierce winds. At this time, the distance between the two sides was no longer enough for Yan Gang and his army to avoid them.

"withdraw!"

Yan Gang roared hysterically, but this was in vain. As soon as he finished speaking, the oncoming attack had already covered the entire white horse Yi Cong and thousands of Youzhou cavalry following them.

Blood was flying, and the entire land seemed to have been plowed over. The continuous covering blows lasted for several breaths. Baima Yicong, who was already in poor condition, fell into a state of continuous wailing under the waves of gunfire and arrows.

middle.

After the rain of guns and arrows, the sky in the eyes of a few Baima Yi finally returned to brightness. At this time, Yan Gang's body was covered with scars and blood, and his armor was shattered into pieces and covered with arrows.

Yan Gang fiercely pulled out the spear that passed through the left side of his abdomen. He didn't care at all about the several crossbow arrows on his body that could penetrate into his bones. He turned around and looked around.

The originally green grass was already covered with blood. The more than 2,000 white-horse Yi Cong who had been so invincible just now and the many Youzhou cavalry who followed them had now fallen into a pool of blood, both men and horses. Human corpses, horses

Corpses were lying in a heap on the blood-red ground. But now, the white horse Yi Cong, who was still standing on his horse, covered in blood and whose white armor could be vaguely seen, was no more than 800 years old, and his body was full of scars.

Yan Gang, with blood-red eyes, looked at the crossbowmen of Yuan Shao's army who were filling crossbow bolts not far ahead, as well as the heavy infantry in front of them with their giant shields slightly raised, and the infantry behind them holding steel swords.

The lustful Chunyu Qiong paused for a moment. Feeling the bone-chilling pain in his abdomen and the weakness caused by the constant bleeding in his body, Yan Gang clenched his hands tightly, letting the sharp nails embed deeply into the flesh and bleed out. There were countless blood on his body.

The pain made him extremely sober at this time. In the end, Yan Gang gritted his teeth and shouted: "Withdraw!"

It is enough to learn a lesson once. He once almost let Baima Yicong disappear from the world because of his recklessness, but now, he will never make the same mistake again!

After saying this, Yan Gang pulled the horse's reins hard, turned the horse's head and retreated diagonally backward.

Under Yan Gang's angry shout, most of the remaining Baima Yi soldiers followed closely and looked to the rear to withdraw. However, more than two hundred horsemen did not flee with them, but instead continued to accelerate toward Yuan Shao's army.

go.

"Where righteousness comes, life and death follow it! The sky can tell you, and the white horse is the proof!"

Hearing the familiar and crazy shouts behind him, Yan Gang, who was riding on the horse, felt tears constantly flowing from the corners of his eyes. His heart was as sad as death, but he did not dare to look back, because behind him there were hundreds of people with the same red eyes.

White horse Yi Cong.

He raised the long knife fiercely, split the armor on himself and his horse, and let them fall to the ground. Yan Gang said in a cold voice: "Remove the armor, speed up, retreat!"

Afterwards, the Baima Yicongs did as they said without saying a word and accelerated their evacuation. Although they hoped in their hearts that they were the ones shouting slogans and charging, they could not turn back because they were carrying the hope of the Baima Yicongs.

They still want to live to pass on Baima's righteousness, and they still want to avenge their brothers who were buried here!

More than five hundred white horses, Yi Cong, were dressed in blood-red and slightly white leather armor, with the same blood-red and slightly white war horses under their crotches. With the sound of neat horse hooves, they galloped toward the battlefield as lonely as wolves. There was only the sound of heavy horse hooves around them.

, it was extremely quiet, everyone's eyes were cold and lifeless, and they left quietly as if they were bodies that had lost their souls.

.....

"Where righteousness comes, life and death follow it! The sky can tell you, and the white horse is the proof!"

There were more than two hundred shouts, some were crazy, some were hoarse, and some were weak, but none of them regretted or feared. They were all the white-horse followers that Gongsun Zan was most proud of!

After a hail of bullets and arrows, they knew they could no longer leave after being on the battlefield for so long. After that wave of intensive attacks, they were either seriously injured, had a narrow escape even if they escaped, or were left with only one breath left, unable to survive.

Others have fallen horses.

They know that they can no longer leave alive, but they still have to fight a way out for their brothers, and they still have to do their last bit for their Majesty. Maybe they have lost an arm, maybe they have only one left

Maybe they even lost their war horses, but they were still white horse Yi Cong. They were invincible and looked down upon death as if they were home!

None of the more than two hundred horsemen retreated, and they all held long spears and charged towards Yuan Shao's rear army.

"kill!"

Gongsun Fan supported his riddled body with a gun and stood up from the pool of blood. Looking at Baima Yicong who was still charging in the distance, a frightening light burst out from his eyes, as if he was returning to the light.

He thrust his spear forward and shouted angrily.

"kill!"

Hearing the sound, the remaining thousands of cavalry around them roared like angry wolves and charged towards Yuan Shao's rear army.

When Shen Pei and Yuan Shao saw this scene in front of them, their eyes were full of solemnity and shock.

"White Horse Yi Cong, Youzhou Iron Cavalry, well-deserved reputation!"

Shen Pei sighed softly and said, "Even if you are an enemy, you are worthy of admiration. If you can defeat such an enemy who is worthy of respect, your life will be in vain!"

Chunyu Qiong, who was originally full of elation and excitement in the army, also restrained his complacency at this time. He solemnly looked at the more than two hundred white horse Yi followers charging in front, and said in a deep voice: "Shoot the crossbow and raise the shield!"
Chapter completed!