The collapse came too suddenly.

This day is now early in the morning, which is difficult for Zhang Xun to figure out the chaos. He knew that he had been attacked by Gongsun Zhi, but he did not understand how the other party chose to complete the detour in such a time, and how to distinguish the direction in such a fog and find his main force in a targeted manner. Even so, since the other party has come, he still has the confidence and fantasy to defeat the other party head-on with the crowded airtight formation. If everything goes well, even if the food and fodder camp is thrown away, it will be considered as a way to make up for it.

However, what he saw was that tens of thousands of cavalry suddenly changed their formation and divided them into three groups on the left, center and right, and directly smashed the front defense, and burst into crazy tearing against the sea of ​​people composed of 30,000 troops. In addition, the fog was too heavy, and the sudden chaos made the order unable to be passed down in time. The chaos gradually expanded. The 30,000 military formation began to collapse like a huge mountain. The established teams collapsed one after another. Then they were massacred by the Heishan cavalry, who jumped off the horse and acted as infantry, and Xiahou Dun's two thousand light cavalry and Cao Chun's tiger and leopard cavalry continued to advance towards the central army.

Under the banner, Zhang Xun almost had the idea of ​​escaping from here. The war in front of him was too fierce, and the other party rushed towards him without any pause. The first black man with a ring-eyed leopard head rushed wildly, and a snake spear flew away, piercing everything he saw. The man's eyes were always on him, and what the other party wanted to take was the head of his army commander.

"Get out--"

The curved snake spear swung across, smashing the face of a deputy general. Zhang Fei roared fiercely and stretched out his finger: "Zhang Xun! I'll lend you your head!"

"Wow—"

Behind him, Xiahou Dun and a group of light cavalry shouted wildly, speeding up the long spear to waving. Then the cavalry rushed, and rushed straight into the central army with a large flag, leading the killing and chaos over, causing a series of blood waves. A large number of congested infantry held their shields and gritted their teeth to resist. The gun forest pierced the people and war horses. When they fell down, there was a shield. The human body was thrown away and threw it into the sky. The strong and burly figure rushed into the crowd with a spear. Fifty feet away, and across the thick crowd, Zhang Xun looked at the killing of a layer of defense and tightened his scalp.

"General, there is still on the right side. The central army's defense line is about to be broken through. They are coming to us." A deputy general next to him strangled the reins and turned his head from the other side, with an anxious tone.

"This guy doesn't treat horses like horses..."

The south lacks horses or good at fighting horses, even if they have cavalry under their command, they are used more cautiously. In this way, except for Huo Piqi, who had a large number of war horses guaranteed during the Han Dynasty, it is rare. Zhang Xun pinched his slightly trembling fist and finally sighed: "Transfer, go to Ji Ling, join forces with him, and then make a decision."

On the other side, a Black Mountain cavalry with more than a thousand people rushed around from the right side. The general who led the cavalry was Pan Feng. During the fight, he supported the slightly crooked helmet and kept paying attention to the big flag over there. At this time, he found that the other party began to move. He pulled his arm hard, pulled the axe out of a Yuan soldier's shoulder and neck, lifted the giant axe to his nearby subordinates, and pointed to it: "Zhang Xun is going to escape, brothers, come with me!"

Then, he looked around vigilantly, and white mist was everywhere. He could only hear the shouts of fighting, and could not see the figures of the other generals. He finally had a smile on his tight round face: "No one robbed me now."

The horse's hooves spiraled through the fog and overlooked the entire chaotic battlefield. One by one, one by one, a series of horse teams intertwined, splitting the crowded and dense Yuan army into several pieces. Under the spots of torches, these cavalry that were chiseled into the sea of ​​people turned into several teams of thousands of people. They launched attacks from different discoveries and disrupted the formation. From time to time, there were wolf howlings in the white mist as if they were guiding directions, avoiding the encircled infantry, and then turning to attack the weak parts of the opponent. This scene made Yuan army adjust, but the middle-level generals who were lost felt incredible. The soldiers below also felt extremely scared after many failures, which shook the morale of the army. When the general's order came again, it was already difficult to command and control.

The only remaining ones were the lower-level generals leading the soldiers under or nearby soldiers to fight each other. After such a move, the entire army would completely lose the possibility of turning defeat into victory, lose command, and cannot see the position of the main general or the commander's flag. Only the sound of horse hooves and miserable wails were heard in his ears. The great panic began to spread people's emotions. When the enemy's cavalry rushed over, many people subconsciously appeared to avoid them, pushed each other with their companions behind and around them, and then they were smashed to pieces by the war horses that rushed to the front of them.

Soon after, the collapse began to appear, and the team on the edge began to escape and rushed into the wilderness, nearby, a little behind the battlefield, Gongsun Zhi put down his last order, and his eyes were taken back from the map. In front of him was a battlefield filled with thick fog, with the outline of the human being and the light of the torch shaking densely inside. Behind him, a wolf rider with a bow stood there in leather armor, and as Gongsun Zhi raised his hand, he silently flipped onto the horseback and lined up.

"It's your turn, go and bring Zhang Xun's head back."

He put down his arms, and the sound of horse hooves turned into thunder before dawn. Five thousand elite white wolf dirtwolf cavalry finally had the opportunity to take action. The hunting began, and the first one they were targeted was a defeated soldier of about two thousand people. With the howling of the wolf, the wolf cavalry spared them and circled them and kept shooting arrows at the crowd. The rolling circle gradually narrowed as the number of opponents decreased, like a rotating millstone. After killing the last person, the cavalry team turned away and dispersed, and began to hunt and escape the scattered Yuan Bing in a small way. By the nearby river, hundreds of people were approached by the river. The chased wolf cavalry shot arrows at them along the river bank, forcing them to the center of the turbulent river. The dead and undead people struggled to wash away the flood. The miserable screams kept wandering on the surface of the river.

The battlefield was scattered and chaotic, with figures of people everywhere, killing caused by cavalry, massacre of wolf cavalry in the wilderness, large numbers of defeated soldiers began to throw down their weapons and surrender, and the figures of kneeling and hugging their heads were spread in their sight. This was a shocking scene, and the war was coming to an end.

Ten miles north of this trip, more than a thousand Heishan cavalry passed through the battlefield and were chasing Zhang Xun, who was pursuing the escaped Zhang Xun. Then they continued to fight with Yuan's defeated soldiers who had encountered the retreat. They ran around in the white fog and rushed out for another while. Pan Feng stopped the horse and waved: "I know you really want to kill, but you can't... you must follow..."

"The general is right. The enemy is too strong and can only follow the chief general and join the front army..." Someone echoed in the fog.

"Hmm... huh?!!" Pan Feng stared at the surroundings. Most of the fog were walking figures, with hundreds of people. Obviously, they were not his cavalry...

"How can I get mixed up with Zhang Xun's soldiers... This is so fucking exciting..."

He shrank his neck, pressed the beating heart speed, and coughed dryly, "That... hurry up and go... to find the main general quickly. Can you tell the direction?"

In the white mist, a group of figures shook their heads, and some people nodded and pointed to the north: "I remember it was there."

After that, Pan Feng had to bite the bullet and go to the lower city father with the group. After walking a few miles, he did not meet the cavalry chasing. However, he encountered several more defeated soldiers. After joining the troops, the number of people was more than 1,000. Several commanders saw Pan Feng, who was still riding armor in the fleeing situation, and thought it was the general around Zhang Xun, so he came to pay a visit, "The army was defeated, please take us out of danger."

Pan Feng nodded bitterly and rode on the horse and bowed: "It's all brothers, there's no need to be polite. Let's go and meet with the main general." After saying that, more than a thousand people continued to move forward. He hoped that the fog in front would not dissipate. After walking for a while, the surroundings had completely quieted down, leaving only the sound of walking footsteps.

At this moment, there was a sound of water flowing in front of me. On the other side of a stream, I heard a few horse sounds. Everyone looked over with alert. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the fog and met them. The raised weapons were then put down and relieved. The other party was also a Yuan soldier who was sent to guard here.

"You escaped too?" The man inserted his weapon back and pointed his hand at the stream behind him: "The Lord will rest there, you can go there."

"Thank you brother!"

The defeated soldiers around him greeted the soldiers one by one. Pan Feng was at a loss and was wrapped in the crowd. When he arrived at the stream, he saw a general with a medium-sized armored sword in front of him sitting on a large stone talking to others. When he saw the soldiers coming here, he turned his eyes and waved his hand to ask someone to come over to interrogate. Pan Feng was naturally regarded as a general in dress and was invited to go there to ask the general alone.

There were soldiers and generals who were resting and drinking water. Occasionally, someone came over and just took a look. He continued to drink water or eat dry food to hurry up and rest. On the eve of dawn, sunlight shone in the east, and the mist became transparent and began to dissipate. Zhang Xun, who was sitting on the stone, finished speaking at this moment, asked the man to leave, and turned his head with a piece of dry food.

"Which battalion are you?" He took a bite of the pancake and spoke majestic.

Over there, the big-shouldered figure was struggling with difficulty, about to walk to the other side, and spoke a little embarrassedly: "I said I ran to the wrong team, will you let me go?"

Hearing this, his chewing mouth stopped. Someone nearby looked here. On the stone, Zhang Xun looked up at the man who was close to him. The sunlight penetrated the mist and shone on the other person's face from the east. It was a strange face. Suddenly, his hair stood up, and a hint of surprise appeared on his majestic face. The dry cake fell from his hand and reached out to touch the iron sword at his waist.

On the opposite side, the giant axe slashed down, and blood splattered on Pan Feng's face. Before his head had fallen to the ground, he hurriedly caught it. The guards who saw this scene rushed up and were smashed by him, biting the bun on his head, lifting the axe and turning on the war horse next to the corpse, muttering constantly: "It's been sent! It's been sent!" He rushed out and jumped over the stream. The soldiers who were still resting in the distance and nearby were still resting. When he heard the shout of the main general being killed, the person had already gone to the other side and ran on the wilderness.
Chapter completed!