"What should I do?" Zhang He asked anxiously.

"What should I do?" Gao Lan asked at a loss.

"What to do?" The always tough judge had no idea at this time. In front of Gongsun Zan's white horse Yi Cong, he felt extremely desperate. What tactics and arrangements were a complete joke, but the opponent's constant charges made him powerless.

Coping. This is the same as when Zhang Han faced Xiang Yu in the Battle of Julu. He knew the opponent's offensive route and method, but he could only watch the opponent coming with overwhelming force.

"kill!"

When the generals were in a panic, two huge shouts of killing rang out on the battlefield.

One sound came from Yan Liang, who was constantly fighting Gongsun Zan, and the other sound came from Yuan Shao, who was rushing towards Gongsun Zan.

At this time, Yuan Shao no longer had the graceful and majestic appearance of the past, and his face was full of cruelty. He held a long sword and galloped towards the white horse Yicong surrounded by his guards.

"kill!"

The Lord humiliated his ministers and died, and the Emperor himself charged forward. How could the generals retreat?

When Zhang He and Gao Lan saw this, they didn't care about their own situation and took the lead to kill in the direction of Baima Yicong. Shen Pei also directly ignored the formation arrangement and ordered the entire army to press forward. He quickly rushed in front of Yuan Shao.

To cover it.

Seeing how brave your majesty and the generals were, the soldiers were also excited. Even Xu You and Guo Tu kept roaring with their swords in the rear.

The entire battlefield quickly turned into a meat grinder. Both sides fought like crazy. Regardless of their position, they followed their comrades and rushed towards the enemy. Even the crossbowmen who were supposed to retreat were charging with powerful crossbows.

He stepped forward and roared at the incoming spear, pressing the crossbow in his hand.

If you look from a high altitude, you will find that on the vast snow-covered land, in the center of an oval-shaped black army, a sparse white cavalry is constantly charging.

The spirit of not fearing death will indeed make the army burst out with amazing strength, but this is not enough in front of Baima Yicong. When it comes to treating death as home, how can Baima Yicon not? From the moment they left the city, everyone was prepared to die.

Prepare.

The frenzied attacks of countless Yuan soldiers did block the attack of Baima Yicong to a certain extent, but they did not really stop Baima Yicong's momentum. After killing thousands of Yuan's troops, Baima Yicong's

The damage was less than 10%.

"Jun Yi!" Shen Pei shouted angrily.

There is no way to continue fighting like this. He needs a giant shield to block Gongsun Zan's sharp arrow and limit the opponent's speed and impact. Only in this way can he rely on his superiority in military strength to exhaust the opponent. Now all he can think of is Zhang He's big shot.

The halberd warrior.

"die!"

He threw a short spear with all his strength and stabbed to death a Baima Yicong who was slaughtering Yuan's soldiers. Zhang He's eyes were full of exhaustion.

Personal force is so powerless when facing the white horse Yi Cong. Although the force displayed by these Yi Cong is not worthy of the third-rate level, their extraordinary agility and tacit cooperation make it extremely difficult for Zhang He to kill.

After hearing the anxious shouts of the trial partner, Zhang He understood in his heart, but looking at the beaten man who was unable to fight back, the eyes of the Euphorbia were full of helplessness.

If all the military spirit legions in the world were to fight one-on-one, the title of the weakest military spirit legion would most likely fall on the Euphorbia. Thinking about the beliefs he had implemented when training this army, Zhang He felt regretful.

At the beginning, he was really ambitious, especially with such a powerful lord as Yuan Shao behind him. Before meeting Baima Yicong, Zhang He always felt good about himself, so he was extremely greedy when casting Euphorbia.

.While pursuing armor, we also wanted to take into account offensive capabilities. As a result, we created the Euphorbia, a versatile weapon that is both offensive and defensive.

Against ordinary soldiers, the Euphorbia Soldiers are naturally invincible, and their performance is even enough to rank among the forefront of the Army Soul Corps. However, when encountering white-horse righteous followers, they will immediately give up.

In the eyes of Baima Yicong, his speed of attack and movement made the Euphorbia a complete target. The former shot him right in the throat, and the latter fell down, while the latter could only use force in the air.

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"Kill!" Zhang He, who had no other choice, could only roar slightly. At this time, Yuan Jun's morale had been raised to the limit by Yuan Shao's personal charge. No matter how much he encouraged him, it would not help.

The Euphorbia warriors swarmed up, but fell down one by one. Seeing this scene, Zhang He's heart was bleeding, but there was nothing he could do. With his eyes red, he kept picking at the white horse followers around him with his gun.

But scars are constantly added to his body,

"Jun Yi!"

Yuan Shao didn't know when he had rushed to a short distance behind Zhang He and shouted urgently.

"His Majesty!"

Zhang He, who had fallen into madness, was awakened by this shout, his tone full of anxiety mixed with shame and self-blame.

He failed to live up to Yuan Shao's expectations for him. Although his Euphorbia warriors were elite enough, they did not play the decisive role of the other military spirit legions in the battle. Now they were crushed by the White Horse Yi Cong again.

"How brave!"

After Gongsun Zan heard this familiar voice, he took a quick look and saw that Yuan Shao had actually rushed in front of him. He shouted with excitement and a hint of recognition in his eyes.

"Fuck me!"

With a new goal in mind, Gongsun Zan naturally lost interest in Wen Chou and stabbed Wen Chou directly in the heart, intending to force him back.

"Pfft!"

Blood splattered everywhere. To Gongsun Zan's expectation, the shot actually hit. Or rather, Wen Chou turned sideways to meet him. The shot directly pierced Wen Chou's waist, and countless blood spurted out.

Wen Chou didn't care about his injuries at all. He grinned slightly, took the opportunity with his left hand to grab Gongsun Zan's double-headed spear, and stabbed Gongsun Zan with the spear in his left hand. He shouted angrily with a ferocious expression: "Gongsun Bogui, accept your life."

Come!"

Smiling disdainfully, Gongsun Zan turned the pull into a stab and directly pierced the spear out of Wen Chou's body. Then Bai Yi's figure flashed under his crotch and appeared behind Wen Chou, holding the double-headed spear in his hand.

Without even looking at Wen Chou behind him, he walked straight towards Yuan Shao.

"Gongsun, you thief, don't run away!" After reacting, Wen Chou ignored his injuries and chased after him anxiously.

"Yuan Benchu, do you dare to fight with a certain person!" Gongsun Zan kept riding his horse towards Yuan Shao and shouted.

The calm Yuan Shao didn't pay any attention to Gongsun Zan's intentions. It's not like his brain was broken in a one-on-one challenge with Gongsun Zan. How could he do such a stupid thing?
Chapter completed!