() If Wu Zhaohou dies here, hundreds of thousands of Wu Zhaohou’s troops will sweep in. When the time comes, Jizhou will be devastated.

If Marquis Wu Zhao had not died, Gongsun Zan, Han Fei, Yuan Shao, and tens of thousands of soldiers in the field, at least tens of thousands of them, would have died here!

No matter which outcome, Yuan Shao's camp will be filled with blood today!

The tips of hundreds of crossbow arrows shone with a silver-black cold light through the crossbow arrow caps, as if they were about to splatter blood three feet away!

Bang bang bang...

The string of the crossbow rang, and hundreds of crossbow arrows were fired out. The speed was more than twice as fast as the arrows.

Puff! Puff! Puff!...

Crossbow arrows shot past one after another, and even with the extremely elite soldiers and horses under Yun Ye's command, it was difficult to completely avoid them. Almost a dozen people were killed in one round of crossbow arrows.

Gao Shun watched a dozen of his guards falling off their horses, with a hint of coldness in his eyes, and roared: "My lord, be careful, it's a powerful crossbow, pick up the shield!" As he said this, he snatched the wooden shield from the hands of the guards behind him and pointed towards it.

Throw the clouds away at night.

Yun Ye, who was wielding a spear to deflect crossbow arrows, saw a wooden shield flying towards him. He reached out with his left hand, caught the wooden shield in an instant, and covered his body with it.

Tuk-tuk-tuk!

As soon as the wooden shield covered his figure, dozens of crossbow arrows were fired out and inserted into the wooden shield. The huge force caused the crossbow arrows to penetrate three-thirds of the way into the wood, and the arrow tails were still trembling.

Although he knew that there was a group of powerful crossbows in front of him, Yun Ye was unafraid, raised the spear that was still bleeding in his hand, looked up to the sky and roared: "Xu Chu led his bodyguards to follow me, and the others retreated ten meters away."

Besides, let’s see how I defeat the enemy!”

As soon as Yun Ye urged his war horse, he charged directly into the rain of arrows, his spear sticking out from the right side!

Bang!

Ki Yunju crashed into the front of the crossbowmen, instantly knocking away more than a dozen crossbowmen. Yun Ye suddenly threw down the wooden shield in his hand, holding a gun in one hand and a knife in the other, and ran rampant in the battle formation.

Gongsun Zan saw that Yun Ye was running amok and his morale was getting stronger and stronger. He couldn't help but feel angry and roared: "Shoot his horse's legs!"

As a cavalry general, it is impossible not to know what is the key point of cavalry. Now, as long as Yun Ye's horse is disabled, Yun Ye will lose his mobility. When the time comes, the crossbows and arrows will fire, and he will die!

And the crossbow captain was no fool. When Gongsun Zan reminded him, his eyes lit up and he quickly ordered: "Everyone, listen to the order and shoot the horse's legs!"

When Yun Ye heard the shout of the crossbow captain, a disdainful sneer appeared on his lips, and he directly supported the horse's back and turned over.

The reason why Yun Ye dismounted was because he didn't want the crossbow arrow to hurt Ki Yun Ju. Ki Yun Ju seemed to understand human nature, and he neighed a few times and left the dust directly!

Yun Ye lost his horse, but he seemed even more courageous. His saber was flying like a swordsmanship performance, which was mind-blowing. His spear was stabbing like dancing pear blossoms, a dazzling attack.

There is a chilling murderous intent in it.

One man, one shot, and one knife tore a big gap in the entire crossbow camp. The guards behind him, led by Xu Chu, came with a bang, and the massacre officially began!

Yuan Shao in the distance watched this scene unfold, first directly killing a dozen of Wu Zhaohou's men, then later Wu Zhaohou broke into the formation alone, and finally the entire crossbow camp fell into massacre!

puff!

Seeing that one year of hard work fell down one by one, Yuan Shao's heart ached and blood spurted out.

Although the crossbowmen were not Gongsun Zan's, Gongsun Zan's face turned blue and white when he saw the crossbowmen being massacred at this moment. All the trump cards of both groups were destroyed. Not only did Yun Ye not die, but he also let Yun Ye die.

Wu Zhaohou's momentum became even stronger, this...

"Where is Baima Yicong?!" Gongsun Zan suddenly raised his head, looked to the right, and ordered with overwhelming murderous intent: "Gongsun Xu listened to the order, led Baima Yicong, formed an arrow formation, and strangled Marquis Wu Zhao!"

White Horse Yi Followers, all white horses, number only more than 700, but they are extremely elite!

Although the rest of Gongsun Zan's army were called white horse righteous followers, in fact, they were just ordinary soldiers. Only these more than 700 people were the good knights who initially followed Gongsun Zan!

Whenever there is a battle, you must use the left and right wings, Wuhuan and Xianbei, no one can stop you! Be loyal to Gongsun Zan!

As the eldest son of Gongsun Zan, Gongsun Xu also harbored overwhelming hatred for Yun Ye for capturing Gongsun Fan. Gongsun Yue and Gongsun Zan had great hatred. As soon as Gongsun Zan finished speaking, he immediately rode out, pointed his spear directly at Yun Ye, and roared:

"Baima Yi obeys the order, forms an arrow formation, and charges to kill!"

Seeing Bai Ma Yi Cong coming out of the battle, Han Fei's eyes suddenly lit up, as if a great revenge had been avenged, and he burst into tears and laughed: "Bai Ma Yi Cong! It's Baima Yi Cong! This time, Yun Ye is definitely dead!"

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Even Yuan Shao had a look of ecstasy in his eyes at this moment. Asking themselves, they had to accept that the white horse Yi Cong was an elite knight who dominated the world, and was at least a step ahead of their elites!

On the other side, Yun Ye saw Gongsun Xu leading more than 700 white horse Yi Cong to kill him. There was a hint of ridicule on the corner of his mouth. He raised his spear and roared: "Where is Qu Yi! Get to the camp first and charge to kill!"

"The last general takes orders!" Qu Yi, who had been hiding among the soldiers and horses, pulled off the bag on his head, held a big sword and roared: "Go to the camp first, follow my general, and kill the white horse!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Roars came one after another, and each one was thrown into the sky. One by one, they were hidden among the crowd. The soldiers of the Xianden camp holding broadswords quickly rushed towards Qu Yi, their faces were gloomy, and their eyes did not waver at all, as if there was only one person in their hearts.

Kill word.

This is a fateful showdown!

The righteous follower on a white horse who rides all over the world, the one who is not famous is the first to die!

Both sides have made it clear that they only attack but not defend!

Ten steps!

Five steps!

Qu Yi's expression suddenly moved and roared: "Behead the horse's leg!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the eight hundred deceased soldiers turned over, half-knelt on the ground, and slashed away with their big swords.

The running white horse Yi Cong, led by dozens of people, had his legs cut off instantly. The war horse screamed and fell to its knees. Under the weightless situation, one by one, the white horse Yi Cong was knelt down.

The descending war horses were thrown away and when they fell to the ground, countless soldiers who had first entered the camp surged up from behind.

Puff! Puff! Puff!...

One by one, the white-horse Yi Cong landed on the ground and before they could react, they were chopped into minced meat!

Except for the soldiers who died on the spot, the first dead soldiers who were knocked out by the war horses were vomiting blood in their mouths, rolling and crawling towards the white horse Yi Cong who continued to surge forward, lying on the ground, struggling.

He swung his sword and cut off the horse's legs one by one, killing the white horse Yi Cong one by one!

Dead warriors, ten dead warriors without life!

I would rather die than retreat! I would rather die than drag someone on my back!
Chapter completed!