Chapter 327: The Iron Cavalry Goes to Battle (Part 2)
The two of them were fighting for another twenty years. Not to mention how the two generals were, the horses under them were a little unbearable. The horses in the Xiliang army were all top choices, and they also had the advantages of stirrups and horseshoes. They were not good at all.
Zhang Fei's war horse can't compare.
Seeing an opening, the spear in Zhao Yun's hand suddenly changed its trajectory on the way to stab Zhang Fei in front of the door. Zhang Fei was unable to come back in time and was stabbed in the thigh by the spear, which brought out a trace of blood along the tip of Zhao Yun's spear.
Although the injury to his leg was not serious, it greatly stimulated the ferocity in Zhang Fei's heart. Regardless of the injury on his leg, he attacked Zhao Yun with the snake spear.
Zhao Yun succeeded with one blow, without any pride, and fought cautiously with Zhang Fei. He wanted to make good use of his own advantages to make Zhang Fei lose his mind in anger and win, but Zhang Fei left Zhao Yun with
Made a deep impression.
After another close call, Zhang Fei received two more gunshot wounds on his body. The injuries were not serious and he was bleeding every moment. If things go on like this, Zhang Fei's defeat is a foregone conclusion.
The soldiers of the Xiliang Army let out a thundering roar and shouted for Zhao Yun in unison. Jia Rong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. Zhang Feiyong was brave enough, but he still couldn't compare with Zhao Yun.
Among the princes' troops, Liu Bei stared anxiously at Zhang Fei in the field, his worry evident in his words.
"Second brother, is Yide not in danger of his life?" Liu Bei turned his attention to Guan Yu who was standing aside.
Guan Yu waved his hand and said: "The third brother may seem reckless, but in fact he is careful. If he cannot win, Zhao Yun will never take advantage of him."
When Liu Bei heard this, he felt a lot relieved. Although his martial arts was not as good as Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, he was able to lock the two of them tightly with him. He understood that his advantage was that he was a member of the royal family. This status had great influence on the ambitious people of the Han Dynasty.
attraction.
Zhao Yun and Zhang Fei both held their breath and wanted to defeat the opponent.
Suddenly, the horse under Zhang Fei could not withstand the power of Zhao Yun's shot and almost fell to the ground. Zhang Fei was startled, feinted a spear and shot towards the formation.
Zhang Fei was still defeated, but no one from the princes criticized him. Anyone with a bit of discernment could see that Zhao Yun was extraordinary. For Zhang Fei to be able to fight to such an extent, his own martial arts skills were also unfathomable.
After Guan Yu took over Zhang Fei and challenged Yuan Shao to fight, he moved his legs and the war horse rushed towards Zhao Yun in the field. The Qinglong Yanyue Sword reflected a little cold light under the sunlight.
Yuan Shao smiled bitterly. He didn't expect that there were so many fierce generals in the Xiliang army, not only the Xiliang army, but also the powerful Dong Zhuo army. The thought of relying on horse archers to fight again and again made his heart even more bitter.
Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes, held the spear tightly in his hand, and felt a huge pressure coming towards him.
Feeling the fatigue of the horses under him, Zhao Yun showed a wry smile on his face. The coalition of princes was called the army of benevolence and righteousness, but they were just opportunistic people who took advantage of others' danger. They could not be called heroes, and their impression of Guan Yu dropped to the lowest point.
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Jia Rong nodded to Lu Bu beside him. Lu Bu understood. Fang Tian raised his halberd and rode towards Guan Yu. "Zilong rest for a while," Lu Bu roared as he passed by Zhao Yun.
Regarding Guan Yu's behavior of taking advantage of others' danger, Lu Bu was quite shameless and went straight to kill Guan Yu without telling his name.
Guan Yu's narrowed eyes suddenly opened, and after looking at Lu Bu carefully, a rare heavy look appeared on his face.
When Guan Yu went to the battle, many princes looked a little pale. Although Zhang Fei was defeated just now, it did not have much impact on his morale. If Guan Yu could defeat the general of the Xiliang Army in the field, and the army could cover up the Xiliang Army, he would definitely be able to defeat the Xiliang Army.
The fight was so miserable that tens of thousands of troops could no longer fight thousands of people, so there was no need for the coalition forces to mess around.
With enough strength, Guan Yu struck out at Lu Bu with a sword that had the power to split mountains and crack rocks. The soldiers on both sides saw the faint red light of the sword flash past. Guan Yu's powerful blow was caught by Lu Bu lightly. He flicked his halberd, and the halberd
The sharp point pierced Guan Yu's face. The soldiers on both sides had never seen such exquisite halberd skills. They forgot to shout for a while.
Guan Yu was shocked. He didn't expect that the blow he was determined to win was easily deflected by Lu Bu and he counterattacked. Such martial arts reached a level that he could not match.
Jia Rong's face was filled with excitement. Lu Bu lived up to his reputation as a flying general. He could turn Guan Yu from offensive to defensive in an instant, which shows his exquisite halberd skills.
Without waiting for Guan Yu to come back to help, Lu Bu's halberd that was stabbing Guan Yu suddenly changed his move and slashed towards Guan Yu.
Guan Yu's expression changed drastically. He didn't expect that the person in front of him was so skilled in martial arts. He mustered up all his energy and dealt with Lu Bu carefully.
Zhao Yun's marksmanship is also extremely exquisite, but compared to Lu Bu's, it is much inferior. The main reason is that Lu Bu is stronger and each move contains endless power. Zhao Yun follows the path of lightness and is good at deflecting the enemy's offensive.
Guan Yu was unable to move, so he hurriedly dodged in panic. The halberd flashed and cut off the armor on Guan Yu's body, revealing the clothes underneath.
Among the princes' troops, Zhang Fei changed his horse and charged at Lu Bu with a spear. The fight just ended, but Guan Yu was already defeated.
Seeing Zhang Fei coming to kill him with a spear, Lu Bu was not afraid but smiled and said: "Well done."
The painted halberd dodged left and right, and Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were unable to cope with the attack. The two fierce generals in the coalition army were not as good as the Xiliang army.
The princes from all walks of life all changed their expressions. Sun Jian looked at the three figures in the field with a dumbfounded expression. Zhang Fei and Guan Yu's martial arts were obvious to all the soldiers on both sides. The two of them fought against Lu Bu, but they could not win.
After joining hands, Zhang Fei was panting and staring at Lu Bu with an unhappy look on his face. Guan Yu's face was so red that it was hard to tell whether he felt tired or not.
Lu Bu fought hard against Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, but it was a bit difficult. Both of them were fierce tiger generals.
The halberd has endless variations and can be commanded like an arm in Lu Bu's hands. Since he couldn't win with strength, Lu Bu won with the subtlety of his moves.
Liu Bei saw that the situation was dangerous, so he picked up his two-pronged swords and mobilized his horses to attack.
The three men surrounded Lu Bu and fought like a lantern. Lu Bu in the field showed the soldiers on both sides what it means to see in all directions and hear in all directions, but listen to the clanging sound of the painted halberd and various weapons.
After such an attack, Lu Bu couldn't bear it anymore. As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat with four hands. There were three opponents, but only one of his own. He opened his position, dragged his halberd backwards, and Pegasus returned.
The three of them did not chase after him, and looked at Lu Bu's leaving figure with solemn expressions.
The troops of the princes let out a roar that shook the sky. The three generals fought against Lu Bu. Although the victory was somewhat unsuccessful, they still won. Although the morale was not very high, under the leadership of the generals of each department, they still shouted loudly.
Yuan Shao took the opportunity to lead the princes' troops to attack Jia Rong.
Jia Rong sneered and shouted: "Brothers, charge into the center of the allied army and capture Yuan Shao alive."
After saying this, Jia Rong took the lead and rode towards the allied forces.
The Xiliang cavalry took a full breath and headed towards the allies. The weapons in their hands had already been tightly grasped. Especially the Qiang cavalry did not forget to shout loudly.
Approaching a hundred steps away from the Allied forces, Jia Rong waved the scimitar in his hand, and three thousand cavalrymen shot out a dense rain of arrows.
The Allied soldiers were unable to escape, and the charging soldiers fell down like wheat.
These 30,000 allied troops were only drawn from the various tribes of the princes, and they were unevenly distributed. When the arrows rained, there were no shield soldiers to step forward to block them. The Xiliang cavalry's arrow rain was brought into full play.
The Allied offensive came to a halt. The densely packed corpses and Pao Ze's painful wails aroused fear in the hearts of the Allied soldiers. Their numerical advantage did not give them any sense of superiority.
However, when the Allied soldiers glanced at the figure in front of the Xiliang cavalry, they all moved forward without any orders. The golden armor was particularly conspicuous under the sunlight. Jia Rong became the biggest enemy in the eyes of the Allied soldiers.
Fragrant cakes, wealthy families, what a great honor, something that countless people dream of.
The war horse under Jia Rong was a gift from Gongsun Zan that day. It was as fast as the wind and had strong endurance. With a wave of the scimitar in Jia Rong's hand, a coalition soldier's head was chopped into the sky, and a column of blood sprayed two meters high.
Gao, the bloody death of the coalition soldiers made the soldiers who rushed up look at Jia Rong with a hint of fear in their eyes.
Seeing the bravery of their general, the Xiliang cavalry rushed towards them with shouts and salutes to the allied soldiers with swords, spears, swords and halberds.
Zhao Yun led two hundred of the most elite blood guards to guard Jia Rong with scimitars. When the scimitar was raised or dropped, it would always bring up a gorgeous blood flower.
Another soldier was beheaded. The weapon in the soldier's hand did not stop Jia Rong's offensive. The broadsword was cut into two pieces by the scimitar. The soldier's eyes were full of surprise after he died. He could not figure out how his weapon was destroyed.
Split into two pieces.
The golden armor was splattered with blood, and the golden light revealed a red color, adding a touch of coquettishness.
Although the Xiliang army led by Jia Rong was brave, they could not stop the allied soldiers who wanted to kill Jia Rong. This was a good thing to achieve success in one step. What was the purpose of joining the army? To gain fame and have a wife and son.
However, due to the Blood Guard's powerful combat power and the sharpness of the scimitar, there was not a single survivor among the Allied soldiers who came forward.
All the Allied soldiers along the way retreated when they saw Jia Rong, and the luck in their hearts was well hidden.
Zhao Yun led the two hundred Blood Guards to frequently raise the scimitars in their hands, each time taking away the life of a soldier. On such a large-scale battlefield, there is no difference between being injured and dying.
Jia Rong led 200 blood guards like a sharp knife, tearing a big hole in the Allied camp, and pointed directly at Yuan Shao's central army.
Yuan Shao's eyes were full of surprise. It was rare for a high-ranking general like Jia Rong to have such strong martial arts. Also, the two hundred soldiers around Jia Rong had very different weapons from ordinary soldiers. They took away a group of soldiers.
The lives of allied soldiers were lost one after another, and Yuan Shao was even more amazed by the riding skills of these cavalry.
Jia Rong is brave and good at fighting, but Yuan Shao is not afraid. After all, his own side only has 30,000 people, while the opponent's side only has 3,000 people at most.
"Find a way to seize the weapons of the soldiers around Jia Rong." Yuan Shao said in a low voice.
A general behind him whispered his promise and led a hundred cavalry to kill Jia Rong. Among the Allied forces, cavalry was a rare thing. Unlike Jia Rong, who was wealthy and could provide three thousand cavalry at a time.
