Mythical Version of the Three Kingdoms

The elite archers under Gumara's command shot a large rain of arrows with the speed of ten arrows in an instant. Even if they didn't have many arrows, but this time is no longer the time to take these things into account, just fight.

"Cao Ziwen, you retreat one after another, meet Pang Lingming, and leave the rest to me!" Yan Xing looked at the dense rain of arrows like locusts, and his blurred face was a little blue. It was because Guishuang was too aggressive at this moment too outrageous.

Compared with the shield guards holding large shields, Yan Xing and his soldiers had no way to survive under this kind of arrow rain, but it didn't matter, they were here to die.

"Shield guard, retreat!" Cao Zhang ordered decisively without the slightest hesitation. Although he didn't understand how Yan Xing came here or what happened, he roughly knew that Yan Xing who was present was not himself, but This is enough.

As for fighting with these phantoms or something, forget it, the other party rushed over without fear of life and death, in order to save their lives, and then settle the account after the rendezvous.

After shouting, Cao Zhang decisively led the shield guards to run quickly, while Yan Xing and his phantoms filled the vacancies left by the retreat of the shield guards, desperately blocked Beigui's charge, and desperately stopped Barak and others. After Cao Zhang broke up.

When Cao Zhang succeeded in retreating with the shield guards and rushed towards Pound and the others, Yan Xing did not hesitate any longer, and desperately bit the cavalry led by Barak to fight for Cao Zhang. Time to retreat.

"Damn it!" Barak and Sahel looked at Yan Xing angrily. What they wanted to kill was the shield guard, not the meaningless phantom. Now Yan Xing relied on his talent, Forcibly stuck the Guishuang Army, so that the opponent had to defeat himself first if he wanted to pursue.

This kind of operation made Barack and Sahel very annoyed. They could bite the shield guards by detours, but as soon as they detoured, the Han army appeared in front of them like a teleportation, blocking them again. A disgusting way to leave Barack and Sahel with nowhere to vent their anger.

"Kill these phantoms first!" Barak said angrily, and the flesh flew away from his mouth.

"Forget it, leave it to me, and you will help from the side. The other party's reinforcements will arrive immediately, and quickly kill this group of people. The defense of these things is not good, and the rain of arrows can kill a lot." Gumara gritted his teeth and said, the arrows If it continues to be consumed like this, it won't take long for it to lose its combat effectiveness.

But even so, Gumara still ordered the elite archers behind him to shoot arrows almost like locusts, one by one, under the restraint of Barak and Sahel, to destroy Yan Xing's split shadow army, and wait for Pound and others When they came over, Yan Xing's Partition Shadow Legion had all been wiped out.

The moment the phantom Yan Xing died in battle, Yan Xing, who was lying on the horseback, jumped up instantly, and his usual indifferent face was like singing an opera at this moment. Many changes appeared quickly, and finally twisted into a ball. In other words, it is pain.

"Are you okay?" Cheng Yin asked curiously, Yan Xing, who looked as if he had been stabbed more than a dozen times and his face was distorted, there was no way for them to transmit their consciousness.

"I can't die!" Yan Xing gritted his teeth and said, "I will see that bastard Barak later, you eight will show me your ability to trap horses, and trap him to death!"

"It's no problem, we are first-class in horse-drawing." Zhang Heng patted his chest and assured.

"Have you suffered a big loss?" Pang De looked at Yan Xing and asked.

"Be careful, their attacks have a will buff effect, the strength is not very high, but it is very troublesome, and they are now unified under one will." Yan Xing calmed down, but his tone was still quite angry.

"Leave the rest to me." Pound nodded and said, "But I think if you have time, you can learn a burning army formation, or a self-destructing army formation. Your army talent, combined with split shadows, is a good one." The effect, the combat power of the split shadow is average, if the split shadow army can be converted into burning or self-detonation when necessary..."

Under Yan Xing's indifferent eyes, Pound shut up. That's right, Mao is much, much smarter than Pound. How could he not have thought of such a thing? The current situation is that it's not that the teacher gave the wrong direction, nor was it taught by the teacher. Things are bad because students really can't learn them.

"I'll deal with those cavalrymen of Barak, and you deal with that group of infantrymen. The archers among them are a problem, so don't save your efforts." Yan Xing said coldly.

"I can see that there are at least two guards on the opposite side." Pound sighed. He had seen Barak and Sahel when he was at the Khyber Pass, so he naturally knew the guards led by these two respectively. What is the army, it is not very easy to deal with.

"Cao Ziwen, I'll argue with you later, kill the enemy first!" Pang De glanced at Cao Zhang who was running over, and warned coldly, while Cao Zhang didn't care as if nothing happened. Compared with the feeling of life and death before, now What is this kind of threat? At worst, you can tell my father, but with my father's strength, I am not afraid of hitting me with a big stick.

After killing Yan Xing's group of shadows, Barak and Sahel began to purge on the spot. After all, the reinforcements of the Han army have already arrived. If they still face the chaotic army, they are likely to be caught by the opponent. , not to mention chasing up may not be able to kill Cao Zhang easily, so the experienced Barak resolutely gave up the pursuit and began to purge on the spot.

When Pound and others rushed to the 800-step position of Sahel and others, Guishuang's formation was already decent under the control of Barak, although the soldiers under his command were chasing all the way and fighting Cao Zhang. There was obvious panting, but after all, they won a game, and their morale was still quite high.

The three of Barak stared at the cavalry under Pound's command. They were not many, but they were all camels, which made the three feel a little uncomfortable. They knew very well that the cavalry under Pound's They were all war horses, but now they have all been replaced by camels.

What does this mean? All three people present knew that the Han Dynasty was really too rich.

After this kind of thinking turned a corner in Barak's mind, a thought arose involuntarily, that is, if their Guishuang, Nangui and Beigui are really one, can they also have so many materials? .

After contemplating for a moment, Barak sighed. If Guishuang really merged into one, in terms of the resources of the entire country, raising a hundred thousand camels would not be a problem at all.

"Barack, Sahel, and Gumara, I didn't expect to meet the three of you here!" Pound rode his own steed slightly forward, and then said loudly in the direction of Barak, " In other words, you should not have taken this path in the first place.”

Pound is not a fool. If the three go this way, there will only be two situations. One is that Cao Cao and his group did not find Barak who was walking towards them and successfully bypassed them, and the other is that Guishuang defeated Cao Cao.

Whether it is the former or the latter is impossible, especially the latter, Cao Cao may not have arrived in Kandahar yet!

"It doesn't matter whether it is or not." Barak said coldly.

"It's really not important. What's important is that our 60,000 reinforcements will arrive soon." Pound said loudly with his heart. Compared with the hoarse roar before, this time, everyone including Guishuang soldiers could understand .

"Our warhawks are not blind. If there were 60,000 reinforcements, we would have withdrawn before, why should we stay here?" Barak said with a sneer, "It's just a trick, my army management is not as bad as you think, more What's more, since it has been exposed, then we don't mind taking you away together!"

"Hehehe, you have to be able to do this." Pound showed an aura that far exceeded the scope of internal energy separation, "Last time at the Khyber Pass, you escaped with your life, but this time you are not so lucky Yes, you say yes."

"I don't know who retreated last time?" Barak looked at Pound with cold eyes.

"They have been beaten to the bottom of the country's capital, and they can still say that they are victorious. With such a thick skin, I don't know if they can be pierced with crossbow arrows!" Pound said sarcastically.

Barak was silent for a moment when he heard the words, and the mental image in his body slowly unfolded, covering the soldiers under his command, and quickly adjusted the combat power of the soldiers under his command in each area, so as to ensure that when he commanded next, he would not miscalculate due to his own strength .

"It's so good earlier!" Pound said with a sneer, and then he plunged his spear directly into the desert, and a coffin made of yellow sand appeared in an instant, and was picked up by Pound and thrown four or five hundred steps away, "Ba Lark, I don’t talk too much today, just this thing, if you have the ability to beat me to death and put it in, if you don’t, you will be put in by me sooner or later!”

It can be said that Pound's aura climbed crazily as if it were endless, and bloody mist erupted from the soldiers behind him. The aura of the entire legion was entangled together, forming a murderous but majestic aura.

As for Cao Zhang, he was a little confused at this moment. Are the battlefields so fierce now? Throw the coffin directly with your hands, and your tone is so hard that either you lie in it or I lie in it, so ruthless?

Obviously, one of the two parties was 20,000 yuan, and the other was 15,000 yuan. They were hard stubble, and it was difficult for anyone to kill anyone. As a result, Pound's secret method pointed at the yellow sand, and a yellow sand coffin appeared on the ground. After throwing it in the center, The two sides were supposed to talk harshly, and the battle would be over after a fight, but it has directly changed into the current rhythm that must let everyone lie down.

"This is too fierce." Cao Zhang muttered to himself. He thought he was good enough, but he didn't expect Pound to have such a professional secret technique. It wasn't you who went in, the two guards on the opposite side!