More than a dozen powerful generals surrounded Zhao Yun and started to spin like a windmill.

All kinds of weapons kept greeting Zhao Yun like a net of heaven and earth. It was hard to imagine that under such circumstances, anyone could resist it, but Zhao Yun did it.

Zhao Yun danced a silver spear into a whirlwind. All weapons that entered the whirlwind range were pulled aside by a force. However, although the opponent's attack was blocked by Zhao Yun, it was difficult for Zhao Yun to have a chance to fight back. Facing attacks from all directions, Zhao Yun could basically only defend himself.

After a long battle, the two sides could not stand up.

Tens of thousands of Hun soldiers watched the fierce battle, but no one spoke, and it seemed very quiet. Everyone's faces were very nervous, and everyone couldn't help but pray in their hearts, praying that the man would be killed soon.

Tu Hun, who had retreated to the formation, looked at the fierce fighting scene not far away, and was inexplicably shocked. He could not imagine that more than a dozen powerful generals under his command took action together, and he was eager to defeat the Han general named Zhao Zilong.

In fact, Tuhun was too early to be surprised, and what surprised him even more was still there.

Zhao Yun fought with more than 10 generals for more than 30 rounds, but still did not distinguish between the top and bottom. Among the more than 10 generals surrounding Zhao Yun, several of them couldn't help but become a little lazy. In fact, this is human nature. Once a habit is formed, it is inevitable that they will become slackened.

The battle circle surrounding Zhao Yun became less tight without realizing it. Zhao Yun seized the opportunity and shouted suddenly. The silver spear in his hand turned into dozens of silver lights and rushed towards a corner. The direction of Zhao Yun's rushing forward was the weakness of the battle circle.

The silver light surged, and almost at the same time, a burst of gold and iron collision sounded like rain. Before everyone could react, two Hun generals actually flew up. It turned out that they were killed by Zhao Yun. When they looked into the formation, Zhao Yun had already rushed out of the battle circle.

As soon as Zhao Yun rushed out of the battle circle, he did not choose to escape. Instead, he shouted loudly and rushed to the dozen Huns who were already in chaos.

The two Hun generals on the head were unable to react in time, and Zhao Yun swept and shot them straight and killed them.

He killed two opponents of war generals, and Zhao Yun's heart became even more intense. He roared, and a silver spear danced and a silver light continued to rush forward. His momentum was as if a god general had descended to earth.

The remaining powerful generals couldn't help but feel fear, but facing Zhao Yun who was leaping over, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and respond.

In the blink of an eye, the two convenient battles began. At this time, the already timid Huns' strong men fought in disarray, and they did not cooperate closely with each other like before, and sometimes they also constrained each other.

Zhao Yun seized the opportunity and attacked with a fierce attack. With just one breath, three more powerful generals were taken off by Zhao Yun.

Facing the siege of fifteen powerful generals, Zhao Yun not only did not lose any damage, but instead killed seven powerful generals in a row. Such bravery shocked all the Huns inexplicably. Tu Hun, who was watching the battle and tens of thousands of Xiongnu soldiers, were at this time, the horror in his heart was hard to express in words. Everyone looked like they saw the devilish expression, and Tu Hun murmured to himself, "How is this possible! Is he still a human?!"

Although the remaining eight fierce generals were shocked and frightened, they did not choose to escape. So many of them went to fight together, not only could they not fight against each other, but their own side suffered heavy losses. This made them, the proud Huns who were comparing themselves to the goshawk, feel the anger of being humiliated. The remaining eight fierce generals thought in their hearts: no matter what, they must kill this terrible Han general, otherwise, what kind of face would they have to go back to meet the tribe.

People have the same heart, and the eight brave generals howled and rushed forward, with a huge momentum, but they might have been blinded by anger at this time. Although the eight people fought for the first place, they did not cooperate with each other.

Zhao Yun's eyes narrowed, and a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes under his sword eyebrows. He roared, waved his spear, urged the war horse, and met it like a gust of wind.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides intersected. Zhao Yun passed through the middle of the eight Han generals, and the sound of gold and iron colliding suddenly stopped. During this process, three more powerful generals rolled down from the horse's back...

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Seeing this, the remaining five powerful generals finally replaced the fighting spirit in their hearts by fear. They couldn't help but feel that the Han general in front of them was not something they could defeat. He was not a human! He was a god! He was a god of war!

The five powerful generals did not dare to confront Zhao Yun anymore, so they quickly turned their horses and ran back to the formation. Zhao Yun did not pursue them, and stood alone with guns about a hundred meters in front of the Xiongnu army. Although they faced tens of thousands of Xiongnu soldiers, they looked very calm.

"Master Tuhun, this Han general named Zhao Zilong is so terrible! The fifteen of us fought him together, but he actually killed ten people in a row!" The person who spoke was Gu Li, who was also one of the fifteen powerful generals who had just fought. At this time, Gu Li's face was filled with fear.

Tu Hun stared at Zhao Yun who was alone in front of him, with fear and anger in his eyes.

"Sir Tuhun, what should I do now?" asked a general who escaped.

"What else can we do? Our 40,000 army cannot be scared away by him alone! We will send a command of five thousand vanguards and charge immediately. I don't believe that he can stop my troops alone!" Tu Hun shouted sternly.

Immediately, the Xiongnu army marched, and a cavalry team of 5,000 people were stripped out of the formation, accelerated constantly, and rushed towards Zhao Yun.

Seeing this, Zhao Yun frowned and couldn't help but think in his heart: 'Why are Zhang Biao and the others not ready yet?'

Just as this thought arose in Zhao Yun's mind, two arrows suddenly rose on the left and right sides of the Xiongnu army formation at almost the same time. Zhao Yun suddenly showed joy.

Facing the surging Hun cavalry, Zhao Yun shouted loudly, activated his war horses, and met them without fear. Almost at the same time, two Han cavalry suddenly surged out from the left and right sides of the Hun army formation, and the sound of killing sounds shook the sky, and the momentum was like a rainbow to kill the earth-hun main formation.

Seeing this, the Huns were shocked. They never expected that so many Han cavalry were ambushed here.

The Huns quickly responded to the battle, but caught off guard and before they could start the war horses, the Han cavalry had already crashed into the Huns' army like a tide. The Huns suddenly turned their backs and were killed in the blink of an eye, as if a flood was pouring into the rice fields.

"Master Tuhun, we are ambushed! Get out quickly!" Gu Li said anxiously.

Tu Hun was very unwilling to accept that he would lose, but after glanced at the scene around him, he found that his soldiers had lost the desire to fight under the sudden blow and were retreating step by step. Under such circumstances, there seemed to be no second way except for retreating and preserving their strength.

"Master Tuhun..." Gu Li said again, looking at the figures of the Han cavalry getting closer and closer, Gu Li's expression became even more anxious.

Tu Hun had no choice but to nod his head unwillingly.

Seeing this, Gu Li hurriedly asked someone to protect Tu Hun and escape to the east. Nearly 20,000 Tu Hun's army retreated with Tu Hun. However, Gu Li stayed, and he had to stay and cut off the rear.

The Han cavalry shouted, charging forward without any progress. The already chaotic Xiongnu army could not resist it at all. They were killed so much that they ran around and fled.

The entire battlefield seemed a little chaotic. Ten thousand Han cavalry divided into more than ten routes and rushed around, while the Hun cavalry, who had lost their fighting spirit, fled everywhere. Often, thousands of Hun cavalry gathered into a large group, were completely collapsed by a Han cavalry of less than a thousand people.

In fact, the Hun cavalry was not so bad, mainly because they were robbed of morale by Zhao Yun's performance before, and then they were suddenly attacked, and they became even more panicked. Due to the combined effect of the above two reasons, the Huns had no intention of fighting at all. Therefore, under the impact of the Han cavalry, which was still inferior to their own, the Huns quickly collapsed.

However, among the Huns who fled throughout the venue, there was one person who was an exception. This person was the powerful Huns named Guli.

I saw him shouting and shouting, and from time to time, Han cavalry were killed by him and off the horse.

At this time, Zhao Yun was waving his silver spear and rushing left and right in the battle formation. All the Hun soldiers who were close to him were killed by one blow. Zhao Yun pays attention...

When we arrived in the melee, a Hun general performed very well, so he led his horse to the Hun general.

The silver spear stabbed out in succession, stabbing more than a dozen Xiongnu cavalry on the road to the horses, and then ran to the front of the Hun general ten steps to set aside. "The Hun general informed him of his name!" Zhao Yun shouted immediately with a spear, with a little respect in his tone. Although the two sides were hostile, the warriors deserved respect.

The Hun general turned his horse's head toward Zhao Yun. Seeing that it was the god-like Han general, the Hun general couldn't help but look dark, but immediately responded: "I am a general under Lord Tuhun, Gu Li." As soon as he finished speaking, he activated the war horse and rushed towards Zhao Yun, with a tragic aura.

The dozens of Han cavalry around Zhao Yun were about to meet him, but Zhao Yun stopped him.

Zhao Yun shouted and rode his horse out. The two riders hedged, and the distance of more than ten meters was fleeting.

"Kill!!" Gu Li roared and raised all his strength to slash him away. Zhao Yun quickly swung his spear and swung the opponent's scimitar. Then, as the two cavalry crossed, Zhao Yun grabbed it with his left hand and captured the opponent.

The entire war lasted for about half an hour and ended. In this battle, Zhao Yun defeated the 40,000 elite Huns with his courage and courage, and Ju Su's strategy, with 10,000 cavalrymen. Among them, it must be mentioned that Zhao Yun killed 12 powerful generals of the Huns alone and injured Tukun, known as the number one warrior of the Southern Huns, and then captured the powerful general Gu Li alive, which was invincible.
Chapter completed!