"Captain Cao! Captain Cao!"

Cao Huajiao felt that many people were shouting in his ears, and then he opened his eyes with difficulty!

In front of him were all his brothers from Hubo Camp.

"What?! You guys came down too?! Did you lose?!" Cao Huajiao said something shocking, making everyone present look at each other.

"Captain Cao was stunned by the demon?!"

"I don't know?! Probably not!"

"Then why are you still talking nonsense!?"

The surrounding soldiers from Hubo Camp surrounded Cao Huajiao and whispered.

We can't blame Cao Huajiao for overthinking this. The environment is indeed very different from when he was unconscious.

He was outdoors when he was unconscious, but now the dark light was obviously indoors. The consumption of vitality made his vision blurred, and he couldn't tell where he was?

The soldiers of the Tiger Battalion surrounding him also looked a little miserable. Their hands were either bandaged or covered in blood. There were also wounded soldiers with amputated arms and limbs. They looked like a hell on earth.

That's why Cao Huajiao subconsciously thought that he was dead and only met his brothers who died in the battle in the Hell Hall of Hell.

But listening to the whispers of these soldiers under his command, Cao Huajiao felt that things seemed to be different from what he had imagined.

"Where...is this!?" Cao Huajiao's voice was weak.

"Captain Cao, this is the wounded barracks!" A captain with a bandage on his left arm explained to Cao Huajiao.

"Wounded Barracks?!" Cao Huajiao couldn't understand and was shocked.

He obviously passed out during the siege of King Zhao's rebels, so how could he be in the wounded barracks?

"We are captured!?" Cao Huajiao's brain was not working well at this time and he came up with an answer that he thought was more reasonable.

"Quick! Go get the military doctor, Colonel Cao keeps talking nonsense!"

Now the soldiers of Hubo Camp could confirm that Cao Huajiao was indeed not normal.

It's just that Cao Huajiao never expected that he would be rescued back into the Longwu Army. After a lot of trouble, he confirmed this fact.

"Then how was I rescued?!"

Before he fell into coma, Cao Huajiao should have been surrounded by King Zhao's rebels.

"King Zhao's rebel army was defeated and retreated. When the brothers from Hubo Camp were pursuing forward, they found you lying on the ground not knowing whether you were alive or dead, so they brought you back!"

"We won?" Cao Huajiao was a little unbelievable. In the situation just now, Long Wujun's left wing was already on the verge of collapse. How could he win?

"How did you win?!"

The soldiers on the side immediately answered, "Just now, General Yang led his light cavalry into the left wing of King Zhao's army from the side. He advanced all the way and was invincible to those who stood in his way. In the midst of thousands of troops, he cut off the battle flag on the left wing of King Zhao's army, and the left wing of King Zhao's army.

There was great chaos, the enemy generals fled, and the army retreated. Our army took the opportunity to cover up the enemy and won a complete victory."

The soldier's explanation made Cao Huajiao believe in the great victory, and then he fell into a coma again without agreeing to a word, but this time he felt at ease in the coma!

"Captain Cao!"

"Captain Cao!"

When he fell unconscious, the wounded barracks once again became a mess.

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"drive!"

"drive!"

Fang Kuan, who was originally in command, now looked very embarrassed. He had even taken off his cloak and silver armor.

These two things are so conspicuous on the battlefield!

Previously, the pursuers of the Longwu Army focused on these two objects and hunted them down.

Fang Kuan no longer cared about how Zhang Shimei would deal with the collapse of his left wing. He only knew that if he didn't run away quickly and fell into the hands of the Confederate Army, he would be unable to survive or die.

The Longwu Army was also very interested in the left-wing general of King Zhao's rebel army and had been searching for his whereabouts on the battlefield.

Just when Fang Kuan was about to temporarily stop and gather his troops, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came!

A wind-searing rouge horse galloped towards Fang Kuan and the dozens of soldiers beside him.

Although Fang Kuan could not see clearly the appearance of the person on the horse, he knew from the horse that it was Yang Miaozhen, the commander of the Longwu Army.

The battle just now has made Fang Kuan fully aware of the martial arts of this Longwu Army general!

"You guys stop her!" After giving the order hurriedly, Fang Kuan immediately galloped towards the center of King Zhao's army and fled.

These more than thirty personal guards were left behind by Fang Kuan!

To say that you are cutting off the queen is just to commit suicide!

Just now thousands of troops and horses could not stop Yang Miaozhen, how long can they last in front of this murderous god?

It's just that they are all Fang Kuan's guards and have nothing to do.

Seeing the soldiers lined up in front of him, Yang Miaozhen shouted loudly, "Get out of my way. Anyone who dares to block my pursuit will be shot to death!"

The pear blossom in Yang Miaozhen's palm flashed with cold light, causing several of them to shiver.

But even so, these thirty-seven personal guards had no intention of retreating, but instead tightened their grip on the swords and guns in their hands.

"Damn it, brothers, fight with this stinky female cousin!" One of them held a spear and charged towards Madam Yang.

Running away all the way was really frustrating. Since there was no way out, I might as well just charge towards Yang Miaozhen in an upright manner.

The remaining people, whether they are fearful or courageous, there is no reason to retreat when the atmosphere reaches this point.

Thirty-seven soldiers fought bravely towards Yang Miaozhen.

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Fang Kuan kept galloping. Although his horse was good, it still pales in comparison to the world-famous horses like Yang Miaozhen's tearing the wind and rouge horse.

He didn't dare to stop. He didn't know how long his personal guards could block Yang Miaozhen. No matter how long they could block Yang Miaozhen, he would run as hard as he could.

Only after running five hundred paces, he heard the familiar sound of horse hooves again.

Fang Kuan looked back and saw the rouge horse carrying the female general in red clothes and silver armor galloping towards him, only three hundred steps away from Fang Kuan.

The thirty-seven personal guards seemed to be unable to cause any hindrance to Yang Miaozhen, and Yang Miaozhen came straight towards Fang Kuan.

Although he was timid at this time, Fang Kuan's martial arts skills were still there. While controlling his horse, he turned around to pick up his bow and arrow, aimed at Yang Miaozhen, and shot an arrow straight into Yang Miaozhen's face.

Although it is disgraceful to run away from the battlefield, those who can lead an army alone in King Zhao's army must have something special about them.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Although Fang Kuan is nominally Tan Yuan's deputy general, Tan Yuan is responsible for charging the formation. In fact, Fang Kuan is the commanding officer of the left wing of King Zhao's army.

His martial arts skills are not great, but his archery skills are definitely not weak. He once competed with the elite of Beigan's Condor Cavalry, and Fang Kuan's archery skills were still superior, and his arrows could knock down geese.

This arrow was astonishing both in terms of speed and strength.

Just a flick of the pear blossom in Yang Miaozhen's palm, and the tip of the spear bloomed like a pear blossom, wrapping the bud in Fang Kuan's feathered arrow, and then easily missed it with a flick of his hand.

Seeing this scene, Fang Kuan realized more deeply the gap in cultivation between himself and Dongxuan Realm. Wanting to surpass Yang Miaozhen was just a dream!

It's better to save your strength for later use.

Then Fang Kuan whipped the horse under his crotch again. The horse was in pain and went faster.

But despite this, the distance between Fang Kuan and Yang Miaozhen is still getting closer and closer.

Mrs. Yang Si is not easy to get along with. Since you shot me with an arrow, I naturally want a big gift in return.

Yang Miaozhen didn't use a crossbow. She just saw a flash of pear blossoms in her hand, and was thrown out by Yang Miaozhen. It turned into a silver dragon from the sky and went straight to the war horse where Fang Kuan was sitting.

Fang Kuan was riding his horse with all his strength and didn't notice the shot coming. Of course, even if he noticed it, nothing would change. He couldn't stop the shot at all.

The pear blossom penetrated the war horse under Fang Kuan's crotch without any surprise.

"Neigh~~~" With a mournful cry, the war horse fell to the ground.

Although Fang Kuan was unprepared, he still had martial arts skills and rolled three times in succession to prevent himself from falling into pieces.

But when he stood up, in front of him was a silver spear inserted into the ground - pear flower.

Without giving him time to think, Mrs. Yang slowly came on horseback and pulled out the silver spear, looking at Fang Kuan with a half-smile.

"General Fang, why don't you run away?!"

With her beautiful smile and the inconspicuous blood stains on her red robe, Fang Kuan felt that any femme fatale would be overshadowed in front of Yang Miaozhen.

This woman was a god of death on the battlefield. No fewer than five hundred soldiers of King Zhao's army died one after another under Yang Si Niang's pear gun.

"Keng!"

Fang Kuan also wanted to take out the sword from his waist and fight with it, but as soon as the sword was unsheathed, Yang Miaozhen shot him away.

Following Dao Fei has already challenged Fang Kuan's courage.

"Plop!"

Fang Kuan knelt on the ground.
To be continued...