Without hesitation, he turned around and ran away, as did the Xianbei guards who came with him, following Jochi towards Dokoda's tent.
This was no ordinary Xianbei. Zhao Yun made a judgment immediately. He wanted to see where these people could escape.
There was no charge, Zhao Yun just hung slowly behind Shu Chi, and if he saw anyone running too slowly, he would kill him with a shot.
Jochi was being chased by Zhao Yun and couldn't care about anything. The only thing he could think about now was to rush back to the tent and kill all the Xianbei people who stood in front of them.
One chased and the other fled, and it didn't take long before they arrived in front of Dokoda's tent.
In such a short period of time, Dokoda used his prestige to gather nearly 300 Xianbei troops. It must be said that this guy does have two skills.
Shuchi rushed into the Xianbei army without looking back, because he was afraid of seeing that terrifying blood shadow again.
Zhao Yun waved his riding whip, and the horse accelerated violently, like a bolt of lightning, followed by Jochi and rushed in.
No matter how many enemies there are, I only have one cavalry and one spear.
"Kill~"
At this moment, Zhao Yun completely transformed into a demon, a bloodthirsty demon. His silver spear stabbed, swept, pointed or picked, and precious lives became extremely cheap under his spear.
"Master, Bu Meng is dead, run quickly~"
Juchi somersaulted and fell in front of Dokeda, his eyes full of fear.
"What did you say? Bu Meng is dead? Who killed him~"
Docoda was extremely shocked when he heard what Juchi said. Although his IQ is a bit worrying, his strength is real. A mace weighs forty or fifty kilograms, and it can be used by more than ten Xianbei people.
Can't get in.
"Master, run quickly, the devil is coming~"
Juchi was about to collapse now. When he turned his head, he saw a flash of blood, which was particularly conspicuous among the Xianbei army.
"Pa~"
With a slap on Jochi's face, Dokoda really didn't know what kind of existence could scare his own captain like this. Is there really a devil?
"Devil? I, Docoda, want to see how many heads he has grown~"
Following Juchi's gaze, Dokeda also noticed Zhao Yun's bright red color, which looked like blood.
Docoda looked at Zhao Yun, and Zhao Yun also saw him and Jochi who was paralyzed on the ground through the crowd. Since this is the real owner, there is nothing to hesitate.
"Whoosh~"
Bend the bow, nock the arrow, shoot the arrow, and retract the bow. The whole movement is like flowing water without any pause.
Docoda only saw a flash of light, and before he could react, he was nailed to the ground by a wolf-fang arrow.
Jochi crawled to Dokoda and slowly held him in his arms.
"Hehe, hehe, master, I told you to run quickly, run quickly~"
"You won't listen, you won't listen. If you are killed by the devil, the gods will not be able to take you in~"
"Master, master, let Shuchi give you a ride~"
"I hope I can still be your servant in the next life~"
He raised the scimitar in his hand high and stabbed it gently.
Duokedacu, the captain of ten thousand men in Xianbei.
After killing Dokoda, Jochi looked at the scimitar in his hand and wiped his neck fiercely.
As soon as Dokoda died, Zhao Yun also broke through the enemy formation and rode his horse to Dokoda~
"I'll lend you my head~"
Although he didn't know who the other party was, he was definitely a high-ranking official. He shot him out and then picked up Dokoda in the air.
"Your coach is dead, why don't you surrender quickly~"
Zhao Yun's energy moved to his Dantian, and a loud roar shook the sky.
"Captain of Ten Thousands~No~"
"Master~"
"No, this is not true~"
Seeing that Dokeda was dead, the Xianbei people were completely dumbfounded. This was the grassland fox of the Dake tribe. He was killed by Zhao Yun alone and died like this. No one would believe it.
Just when the Xianbei people were at a loss, the earth suddenly began to tremble violently, like an earthquake.
"Listen to my order and charge the whole army~"
Jushou fiercely drew out his sword and waved it forward. More than 1,600 cavalrymen under his command burst out with murderous intent and rushed towards the Xianbei military camp like a torrent of iron and blood.
"Changshan Cavalry ~ I am invincible ~ kill ~"
"Changshan Cavalry ~ I am invincible ~ kill ~"
"Changshan Cavalry ~ I am invincible ~ kill ~"
The manic shouts of killing merged into a torrent, exploding in the night sky like thunder.
"Here it comes~"
"We won~"
"We did it~hahahaha~"
Hearing the Changshan Cavalry's mantra, the remaining Changshan Cavalry wept with joy. The Hundred Cavalry Battalion's ability to persist until now has reached its limit.
Although Zhao Yun beheaded generals one after another, and even killed the commander Dokoda, the life of the ordinary cavalry was not easy. After the ninety-nine cavalry were killed, there were only less than thirty cavalry left. As time went by, their entire army
Destruction is only a matter of time.
"The military advisor is finally here~"
When the army arrived, Zhao Yun felt relieved.
The yurt was burned, all the horses were gone, the first fierce general was killed, and the captain of ten thousand men was beheaded. By now, any army was almost collapsed. Now that Changshan's cavalry was crushing them, they finally couldn't hold on any longer.
"I surrender~"
"Forgive my weakness, God~"
"Surrender~"
One by one, the Xianbei people threw away their scimitars and half-knelt on the ground to surrender to the incoming Changshan cavalry. However, some Xianbei people still gathered together and prepared to resist.
"Everyone standing is an enemy and will be killed without mercy~Crossbow strike~"
It's just killing, even if it's brutal killing, it doesn't matter. As long as they dare to resist, they are the enemy, and Ju Shuo has no burden on the enemy at all.
"Crossbow strike~"
"Crossbow strike~"
"Crossbow strike~"
The sound of crossbow strikes conveyed Ju Shuo's meaning, and nearly two thousand crossbow arrows tore through the sky like locusts, covering the Xianbei people.
Amidst the screams, the last resisters were slaughtered, and the Hundred Cavalry Battalion finally came to an end.
Zhao Yun rode his horse slowly, and when he passed every Xianbei man, the Xianbei man would lower his head deeply.
There is a legend circulating on the grassland that there is a devil living deep in the grassland. This devil cannot be killed, not even by the gods, so he can only be imprisoned in the depths of the Nine Netherworld.
The devil's eyes can draw away people's souls, and no one can stop the devil's spear. The soul of anyone killed by the devil will be controlled by it, and that person will never be able to return to the embrace of God.
These Xianbei people are now convinced that Zhao Yun is the incarnation of the devil, so they fear Zhao Yun from the bottom of their hearts.
"Military advisor, fortunately you have lived up to your command~"
Zhao Yun jumped off his horse, but because there was too much blood on his body, he staggered and almost slipped. Fortunately, he was smart and struck the ground with his spear to stabilize his body.
"Zilong, are you okay~"
Looking at Zhao Yun in front of him, Ju Shou couldn't help but feel heartbroken. If Zhao Yun was defeated here, he really didn't know how to explain to Yuan Shu when he went back.
"Excuse me, military advisor, Zhao Yun is fine. This is just the blood of Xianbei thieves~"
Zhao Yun smiled softly, revealing his white teeth, which were dazzlingly white compared to the blood on his body.
