Chapter 933: A certain person is at odds with Zhao Yun
"Boom!" "Boom!"
The earthy yellow gas rising from Yan Xing's body was like yellow sand, and the silver gas rising from Zhao Yun's body was like cold inflammation.
Yan Xing's murderous aura climbed to an unprecedented peak, his eyes fixed on the guy with a white horse and a silver gun. This was his target, "Zhao Yun, the one who stabbed you and dismounted from the horse is Yan Xing, the spear king of the northwest!"
Zhao Yun seemed as if he didn't hear anything, his eyes did not change at all, and he had no intention of responding.
In the blink of an eye, the two people who were arrows collided fiercely. The bright silver gun that stabbed Yan Xing's neck suddenly turned into a poisonous snake. The tip of the gun was like a snake letter, and it was difficult to determine the path while drifting. The gun barrel in Yan Xing's hand
It suddenly spun and turned into a strong wind, sweeping the poisonous snake into it and blowing it towards Zhao Yun.
The two spears that were mixed together were bounced away by each other in an instant. The first move was partially successful. The moment Zhao Yun retracted the spear, somehow the spear stabbed out again silently, pointing directly at Yan Xing's ribs.
Yan Xing swiped the tail of his gun and deflected Zhao Yun's fatal shot again.
But at this moment, the deflected spear curved strangely, and the tip of the spear bit towards Yan Xing's shoulder like a poisonous snake. In a hurry, Yan Xing turned to one side and barely managed to avoid it.
In such a rare moment when the two cavalry were passing by each other, Zhao Yun's spear thrust out the fourth and fifth shots at incredible speeds, targeting his chest and cheeks respectively. This speed has exceeded Yan Xing's cognition.
, Instinctively, the spear in Yan Xing's hand rolled, and there were two crisp clanging sounds, and the Qi violently rotated like a tornado to protect Yan Xing in the middle. Suddenly, Yan Xing felt a tingling sensation in the center of his eyebrows for no reason, and his body rushed.
Before realizing it, he instinctively raised his head, and the silver light in front of his eyes flashed out. It was not until this moment that he realized that he had almost died.
The two horses finally crossed each other and passed by each other. Before Yan Xing could let go of the anger in his heart, and even before he could sigh that he was so famous, he felt a sudden pain in his right leg. When he subconsciously looked down, a stream of blood arrows spurted out.
Xing was so confused that he had no idea when a hole was opened in his thigh!
"Yes, I remember you!" Zhao Yun admired as he passed by. He was able to catch his Seven Exploration Snake Coiling Spear without dying in a hurry. It was worthy of him to remember your name.
Yan Xing gritted his teeth and his face changed from green to red. During the fight between the two of them, he didn't even have a chance to fight back. He was even punched with a hole in his thigh. It occurred to him that before the fight, he even boasted that he would stab Zhao Yun and Ma.
Next, at this moment, Yan Xing just felt like he was without a place.
This is actually Yan Xing's underestimation. There are only a few people in the world who can catch Zhao Yun's Seven Snake Coiling Guns intact. Among Liu Bei's troops, those with such strength are the ones at the top. Yan
Okay, it's just a hole in the thigh, which is enough to give Yan Xing a good blow.
One year, he fought with Zhao Yun in Chencang - 50-50!
As the two men staggered past each other and rushed into the opponent's cavalry formation, the spears flying in their hands immediately opened a hole in the opponent's cavalry formation.
Immediately afterwards, the cavalry of both sides collided fiercely, and the blood mist that filled the sky suddenly exploded and spread rapidly in all directions. If you look down from the sky, you can see that after the cavalry arrays of both sides gave a fierce blow, Zhao Yunjun
Then he pressed forward.
For ordinary cavalry, sophisticated equipment and rigorous training cannot be wiped out by bullshit violence and wildness. It is useless to fight desperately. Liu Beijun never lacks the courage to fight, but he can kill with one sword, both with and without armor.
The difference is immediately apparent.
Liu Beijun only had a cut mark on his chest armor, while Han Suijun had half of his body cut open and died on the spot.
At the beginning, because the tyranny and wildness could still maintain fighting spirit, three or four Xiliang soldiers could replace one Zhao Yunbei army. However, as time went by, the Xiliang army that was obviously pushed back fell into a disadvantage. The tyranny and wildness
After it subsided in an instant, all that was left was fear. The Xiliang cavalry behind them subconsciously reined in their horses and evaded to both sides. However, Zhao Yunjun was able to maintain a stable formation, and the casualty ratio suddenly increased greatly.
Han Sui, who was watching the battle away from the battlefield, covered his chest with his hands, gasping for air with his mouth wide open. His heart was bleeding at this moment!
Damn Yan Xing, I have to compete with your mother, now it’s okay, in this round of charge, the casualties of his 30,000 cavalry will definitely not be less than 5,000, and there may be more injured, and this does not include being killed by the opponent.
Loss caused by building momentum and completely losing one's fighting spirit.
What a perfect plan he had, but most of it was ruined by Yan Xing. He had expected to use Wang Xuan's head to gain momentum, prestige and status this time, but this time it was better...
Thinking of this, Han Suixin's liver, spleen, stomach and kidney began to hurt.
Seeing before his eyes, after the confrontation, Zhao Yun moved his horses to make a big arc, and the 20,000 cavalry troops rushed over again in neat rows. Yan Xing's army was robbed of his strength, and even Yan Xing himself did not have the courage to fight Zhao Yun again.
, he failed to catch the opponent's seven moves when he was at his peak, and now there is a hole in his thigh. If this happens again, Han Sui can prepare a grave for him.
Of course, Li Jue and Guo Si cannot know where the cemetery is...
Yan Xing was thinking wildly in his mind, and he took the remaining 20,000 cavalrymen under his command and ran away... This is not called running, this is called a tactical retreat. At this moment, Yan Xing kept in mind the words of his father-in-law, Han Sui, not to be too entangled and to crucify the opponent.
That's it. When their food and grass are exhausted, their entire army will be destroyed.
Seeing that the other party had no intention of going back and trying again, Zhao Yun curled his lips. It's really unreasonable for a player like this to dare to set up Liu Beijun. Even if you can calculate it, what's the use? Hard power can't keep up. I'll give you a chance.
Can you grasp it?
Wang Xuan taught them a long time ago that hard power is the foundation, using force to overcome skill, and pushing forward head-on is the way to go.
Just like now, what can you do if you are calculated and just run over, it really doesn't matter who will suffer the greater loss.
Drawing an arc across the battlefield that had just been fought, Zhao Yun picked up the body of his own party, Paoze, and lifted it onto his horse. Zhao Yun just glanced at the opponent coldly, turned the horse's head and headed north. Han Suibu had become a passing cloud, and his
The next target is Li Jue's army in the north.
As for Han Sui and Guo Si, if you want to follow, just follow. Zhao Yun doesn't care at all. With saddles, double stirrups, and iron hoofs, Liu Bei's army, whether it is a long-distance attack or a close encounter, is simply not comparable to the Xiliang cavalry.
In the hope of wasting time and wearing them down, Zhao Yun could only say: "Han Sui, you are thinking too much!"
On the other side, Wang Xuan led Dian Wei and an army of 10,000 people. After discarding the excess baggage, he headed towards Baoxie Road in the south with light equipment!