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Chapter 101 Unparalleled Zhao Yun

Seeing the enemy fighting, Zhao Yun did not hesitate and rushed towards him on horseback.

The battle ax was as heavy as a ten thousand stone, and with the sound of whistling wind, it hit Zhao Yun's head hard.

Zhao Yun smiled slightly. Although the opponent was powerful, his moves were very vulgar. The bright silver spear was about to pass through the flaw in the tomahawk and pierce the throat of Campbell Terrace.

"Luring the enemy into dividing his troops~"

At the moment when he was shaking his gun, Zhao Yun suddenly remembered Ju Shou's words.

Giving up on the flaw he saw, the bright silver gun directly collided with the battle axe.

Under the powerful force of the battle axe, the bright silver gun was smashed into a crescent moon.

"Withdraw~"

Blocking the battle ax back, Zhao Yun pretended to be defeated and retreated backwards, while the five hundred cavalry under his command also followed Zhao Yun and retreated.

"Kill~"

Cumbertai waved his battle ax and was about to pursue him, while the soldiers under Fu Mengchi also reined in their horses and looked at their captain. As long as he gave the order, they would definitely catch up with Zhao Yun and kill him.

Leave no armor behind.

"Cumber Terrace, come back~"

According to Sun Fang, Zhao Yun was just a bait. If he rushed over, he might fall into the enemy's trap. He wouldn't be so stupid.

"Captain Ten Thousand, why don't you let me catch up and kill that Han cavalry~"

After hearing Fu Mengchi's general order, Cumberdale could only carry the battle ax angrily and return to Fu Mengchi.

"Cumber Terrace, you have done a good job of repelling the enemy with one blow. Let's go back to the camp to celebrate you~"

Fu Mengchi calmed down Campbell Terrace, turned around with his soldiers and horses, and returned to the camp.

"General, the enemy is not pursuing~"

Zhao Yun rode his horse wildly for a while, and then realized that the Xianbei people were not fooled this time, so he couldn't help but rein in his horse and stop.

"Let's go and go back~"

Zhao Yun shook off his cloak, turned his horse's head and led his men to charge towards the Xianbei camp again.

"Sir, Han Qi is here again~"

As soon as Fu Mengchi had set up the banquet, he heard He Lanbo's military report. He immediately stepped out, mounted his horse and led the Xianbei army out of the camp.

"Xianbei son, I'm here again~"

Zhao Yun raised his gun and pointed it at the Xianbei people in the distance, his expression full of disdain.

"Cumber Terrace, I'm going to use his head as a wine glass~"

Fu Mengchi hated others to disturb his drinking pleasure. Unfortunately, Zhao Yun did it.

"Look at it~hehe~"

Cumberdale rode out on horseback, and with a huge sound of wind, the battle ax in his hand hit the Huashan Mountain with force.

"Dang~"

The sound of gold and iron clashing resounded throughout the sky. Zhao Yun's silver spear once again blocked Cumber Tower's battle ax, then pushed hard and rode his horse back.

"Withdraw~"

Although the Changshan Iron Cavalry retreated, their formation was still strict and not chaotic at all. Seeing this, Fu Mengchi became more convinced of Sun Fang's words that Zhao Yun was a soldier who lured the enemy.

"Cumber Terrace, come back~"

Campbell Terrace returned angrily again. As he retreated, he looked at Zhao Yun who was walking away, his eyes full of regret.

"General, the enemy still hasn't come after you~"

Zhao Yun looked at the empty rear, and Zhao Yun's eyes were also full of regret.

The Changshan Cavalry arrived at the Xianbei camp for the third time.

"What the hell are these Han people doing~"

Fu Mengchi smashed the newly filled wine bowl, then jumped out with his men and galloped out of the camp on horseback.

"Brother, please go and tell Mr. Wanfu, let him stop being angry and impatient, and don't fall into Han Qi's trick of luring the enemy~"

Knowing that Zhao Yun was attacking for the third time, Sun Fang felt Fu Mengchi's anger and hurriedly begged the Xianbei guards guarding him.

"Okay, wait a moment~"

The bodyguard seemed to have some general knowledge, and gave him a wink, then galloped towards Fu Mengchi.

"Han people, please accept your fate."

Without Fu Mengchi saying anything, Cumberdale rushed out with an axe.

Still the same routine, still the same result. After blocking two axes, Zhao Yun withdrew his gun and retreated backwards with the Changshan Cavalry.

Fu Mengchi waved his sword and was about to charge.

"Sir, Sun Fang asked me to give you a message~ Beware of arrogance and impetuosity, don't fall into the Han people's trick of luring the enemy~"

After listening to the personal guard's words, Fu Mengchi felt as if a basin of cold water fell from the sky, cooling him to the core.

"Cumber Terrace, come back."

Waving his hand, he called back Campbell who had rushed out, and returned to the camp with his troops.

Looking at what was still empty behind him, Zhao Yun knew that the fish had become smarter and it was impossible to pull it out again.

"Go back. Since the enemy doesn't want to come out, just kill him and bleed him like a river~"

Since it was no longer possible to lure the enemy into dividing his troops, Zhao Yun decided to kill a few of his generals first to weaken the enemy's prestige.

The Changshan Cavalry came to the Xianbei camp for the fourth time, but this time Zhao Yun was completely different from before. His eyes were filled with surging murderous intent.

When the Xianbei army came out of the camp, Canbotai rode in the lead. His big ax roared in the wind and slashed Zhao Yun's head.

Since he decided to kill him and make him bleed like a river, Zhao Yun had nothing to hold back. Like a spiritual snake, the bright silver spear followed the flaw of the battle ax and pierced the neck of Cumberdale directly.

"puff"

The bright silver gun retreated, and a line of blood burst out from Campbell's throat, and he fell straight to the ground.

"Hoo~"

"This is impossible~"

"It's fake~"

The Xianbei army, which had been cheering and cheering for a while, suddenly became silent as if a quail had been pinched by the neck.

"Huh~ Bart, you go~"

Cumberdale was stabbed to death with a bullet. Fu Mengchi couldn't help but frown. Is this the same Zhao Yun who had been defeated repeatedly?

Bart holds a scimitar and is known as the wind of the prairie. He often relies on the speed of his horse to rush to the enemy and then cut off their heads with the scimitar.

"Kill~"

Bart clapped his horse and charged, as if a strong wind was blowing towards Zhao Yun.

"Pfft~"

Another shot, Zhao Yun saw through Bart's trick, pierced his chest with one move, and sent him flying out.

"I'm vulnerable, who else is there?"

After killing two generals in a row, Zhao Yun's prestige was unparalleled.

"kill."

"kill."

Two Xianbei centurions shot out, one holding a long sword and the other holding a long-handled war hammer, and attacked Zhao Yun from the left and right.

The horse galloped out, the bright silver gun in his hand was like a shooting star, streaking across the sky. Look at the two Xianbei men who had blood spurting out from their chests, and they fell off the horse.

"Who else~"

The silver gun was stained with blood and pointed at the Xianbei army. Fu Mengchi, who was not far away from him, felt a killing intent, like a needle prick.

"Kill him~"

Fu Mengchi waved his hand, and five Xianbei centurions galloped out on horseback, shouting and surrounding Zhao Yun.

"Well done, this will be fun~"

The bright silver spear emitted little bits of silver light, directly piercing the throats of the two centurions on the left. Then he bent to avoid the incoming scimitar, and the silver spear shot out, stabbing the man to death.

"Behead his horse~"

The two Xianbei people knew that Zhao Yun was powerful, so they set their sights on his horse.

What kind of person Zhao Yun was, how could he let them get what they wanted? With a war horse, the men on the horse stood up, and then the silver spear thrust out, knocking the two off the horse.

"Who else?"

With such a huge effort, all nine centurions were killed by Zhao Yun's gun. Looking at him like a god of war, all the Xianbei people were filled with fear.

"Shoot the arrow, shoot the arrow quickly, shoot him to death for me."


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