Just as Zhang Fei was about to run across the thick ice surface and fight to the other side of the river, Liu Bei shouted in panic behind his back, "Third brother, ice skating--"

But Liu Bei's words were still a little slower. Zhang Fei had already jumped on the ice with his horse. Then the sturdy dark horse could not stand with gas on his feet, and he whined sadly, then slipped down with a loud bang, and Zhang Fei was also thrown out.

"Third brother--" Liu Bei's trembling shout came from behind, but Zhang Fei nimbled the Snake Spear in the air and inserted it into a pile of corn at a height of a carriage.

Then he took advantage of the stable fulcrum of the Snake Spear, glared at the leopard's eyes, held the spear with his big hands, and raised his burly body high like a pole vault. Then, with his loud shout, his feet landed hard on the grain truck, and finally landed safely.

Zhang Fei looked at the broken legs and slid all the way on the ice. At this moment, the dark horse was lying in the distance and whinefully. He slapped his forehead with annoyance and pointed at the horse and cursed: "Zhi Niang, if you are a beast, you will kill me Zhang Fei. Without you, I will kill the enemy--and-go."

Xiahou Dun was also motivating his subordinates at this moment: "Brothers, follow my river bank to defeat them." So Zhang Fei and others then worked with Xiahou Dun to prevent the wet and slippery ice surface of the soles of his feet and quickly rushed to the other side of the Yan River.

At this moment, Zhang Xiu suddenly heard the rapid drum sound of his home from where he came. His face changed and he shouted sternly: "Brothers, don't be in love with me, please withdraw with me."

As he said that, Zhang Xiu shouted violently, the Tianlang spear in his hand suddenly shook, and the heavy phantom pierced with lightning from the spear head. Huang Zhong gritted his teeth and blocked the counterattack. Zhang Xiu took this opportunity to kick the horse in the stomach and ran away from Huang Zhong and ran away.

"Retreat—" The Xiliang army retreated like Zhang Xiu's tide, leaving only a piece of corpse on the Yan River bank.

"If you want to leave, come whenever you want?" Zhang Yang sneered, and shouted loudly: "Fengzi Camp, the Shenshe Camp is equipped with the Divine Arm Camp of Horses to chase me."

"Here"

"Here"

Bo Xiu and Huang Zhong led their troops to chase Zhang Xiu's troops.

The dense sound of war drums just now became more and more earth-shaking at this moment. Then I heard a harsh sound of "squeaking" and "squeaking". However, dozens of tall stone throwers appeared from the secret jungle in the distance, and behind them were a cart of stones pulled by a large cart.

Moreover, their number of troops is no less than the sum of Zhang Yang Xiahou Dun's troops. This shows that Dong Zhuo's encirclement army has arrived.

When everyone saw dozens of huge stone throwers that were pulled forward by dozens of people, their faces changed.

Many people don’t understand why these things were brought out because of not attacking the city, but because of field battles?

Zhang Yang looked at more than a dozen vehicles in a row, heading in unison, rolling with a heavy momentum that crushed everything, and his eyes couldn't help but glance at the messy river surface, and Xiahou Dun's army gathered towards him like an ant. Suddenly his pupils shrank sharply and his face turned pale.

"Divine Arm Camp, shoot me and destroy the stone thrower at me at any cost." Zhang Yang shouted at Huang Zhong who was leaving.

At the same time, Zhang Yang suddenly rode his horse out, opened his arms and shouted sadly at Xiahou Dun and the others: "Everyone on the river is given to me, and they are going to bombard the river--"

"Ah?" Most of the soldiers were still confused and didn't know what was going to happen. They all looked blankly at the enemy rolling in, the stone throwing machine rolling in, and General Liu Yang who looked ugly and shouted wildly.

In the distance, Huang Zhong's Divine Arm Camp and Bo Xiu's Fengzi Camp had already followed Zhang Xiu's men and rushed to the overwhelming stone throwing machines.

I saw a middle-aged elegant scholar holding a feather fan behind the stone thrower. He was Jia Xu

Jia Xu waved his feather fan lightly, and the airtight shield soldier quickly retreated to both sides, revealing the crossbowman who was waiting for the battle.

Huang Zhong, Bo Xiu's face changed drastically, Huang Zhong shouted loudly: "Fengzi Camp retreats quickly, Shenjian Camp fire covers"

As he said that, Huang Zhong drew arrows like lightning and shot five consecutive arrows, each arrow heading towards Jia Xu. Because Huang Zhong could already feel that the weak scholar was even more terrifying than those vicious butchers. This son was so terrifying that he should not be left to kill him. The situation of the battle was a twist.

But a row of warriors wearing thick gray and black armor quickly appeared beside Jia Xu, blocking Jia Xu.

"Dangdangdang--"

"Um--"

Because the distance was a bit far, when Huang Zhong's arrows flew, those people had time to reflect. The four arrows flew past the black-armored warriors with dazzling sparks, and then shot into the soldiers in the dense crossbow formation, causing a commotion in the small school of the crossbow formation.

But there was an arrow that penetrated through the gap in the neck of an iron armored warrior and shot through the throat of the man like an iron tower.

Bo Xiu glanced at Huang Zhong deeply and shouted loudly without hesitation: "Feng character, retreat with me."

The Divine Arm Camp no longer needed Huang Zhong's orders and fired one after another. A dense rain of arrows almost shot out at the same time as Jia Xu's crossbowmen.

"Swoosh swish swish--"

"Swoosh swish swish--"

The sharpshooter stood on the horse and opened the bow. Jia Xu's crossbowmen squatted on the ground and shot. Different postures and angles were different, but the same storm.

Although Jia Xu's crossbow team is waiting for work, the strict training of the Divine Arm Camp is fully reflected. They do not have sufficient reaction time and do not have a good launch angle, but they can still shoot quickly and well

"Yeah——" The troops of the Shenbing Camp and Fengzi Camp fell from the middle of the ground, making a low muffled groan.

"Ah——" The crossbowmen behind the stone thrower flipped over in groups, just like the wind blowing the wheat fields, making a shrill scream before death.

After the middle, the different calls can also fully reflect the true qualities of the two soldiers who are both bows and archers.

Real warriors, they won't scream even if they die

"withdraw"

"withdraw--"

Seeing that Bo Xiu's Fengzi Camp had evacuated from the dangerous ground, Huang Zhong took advantage of the last rain of arrows and issued an order to retreat without hesitation while the enemy was overwhelmed.

A tall and mighty general wearing thick armor stood beside Jia Xu. He was Dong Zhuo's absolute confidant and one of the generals of the Central Army.

Dong Yue saw the enemy who was in a hurry to fight and was not at all inferior. He couldn't help but frown and expressed his doubts of "Huh?", then looked at Jia Xu and asked, "Who was that general just now? Not only was he superb archery skills, but he was also brave and brave. He was even calm and calm, with a strong opponent."

Jia Xu smiled faintly and said to Dong Yue: "That's Huang Zhong. Although his reputation is not revealed, I think his character and ability are not far from being famous in the world."

While Dong Yue ordered the army to continue moving forward, the stone throwing machine also advanced rapidly. While looking at Huang Zhong's figure in the distance, he solemnly asked Jia Xu: "Mr. Wenhe, I heard that you fought hard all the way. Is it because of that Huang Zhong?"
Chapter completed!