Three Kingdoms: I will return it ten thousand times, my lord, I will never keep it for myself

At this moment, Zhao Yun rode on a steed, standing in front of ten thousand cavalrymen, like a god of war descending to the earth. The iron cavalrymen under his command, with clanging armor and shining coldly, were like an unstoppable black torrent, quietly approaching the edge of Yuan Shao's camp. In the sky, war clouds were densely covered, and a contest that determined fate was quietly brewing.

Zhao Yun's eyes penetrated the flying dust of war and coldly locked onto the arrogant Yan Liang in front of the battle.

Yan Liang was wearing heavy armor, holding weapons, and looked majestic. Behind him, the halberd soldiers lined up like a forest. The morale of the Jizhou army was like a rainbow, as if they could flatten the mountains and rivers with just one order.

"Humph, Bingzhou Iron Cavalry, if you really have the courage, let your generals lead you to charge. Let's see who will have the last laugh today!" Yan Liang's voice was like thunder, resounding through the battlefield, with a bit of provocation and arrogance.

"Today, I will let you taste the power of your grandfather Yan Liang!"

Zhao Yun looked at Yan Liang with disdain.

"All troops, listen to my order! Begin guerrilla warfare later!"

After that, the cavalry under Zhao Yun began to prepare. Most of his cavalry were composed of Qiang, Han, Xianbei, and Southern Xiongnu, and their cavalry archery was unparalleled.

Boom boom boom!!

The roar came like a tide, and the iron cavalry of the Sixth Legion seemed to rush down from the sky, setting off a wave of earth-shaking charge.

The horses' hooves trampled, and the earth trembled. The momentum was so great that it was like the thunder of the Nine Heavens, which made the people of the Jizhou Army feel afraid, as if the air around them was compressed by this majestic momentum and suffocated.

The sound of horses' hooves was like thunder.

Many people in the Jizhou Army felt that they were squeezed by the air waves all over their bodies and felt uncomfortable.

"Hold your ground, don't let the enemy cavalry lose their composure! Archers, get ready!" Yan Liang stood at the forefront of the battle formation, his iron cavalry and horses were majestic, and he shouted loudly.

Yan Liang rode his horse to the front of the battle formation and shouted loudly.

Just when the cavalry was about to charge into the range of the crossbows, Zhao Yun immediately asked the cavalry to turn around.

"Hmph, you are not scared by the momentum of the Bingzhou cavalry, which is also considered to be some ability. Everyone! Shoot!"

After that, the cavalry under Zhao Yun responded quickly, their movements were uniform and as precise as machines. They took their longbows off their horses one after another, and the arrows flashed the light of death in the sun.

On that vast battlefield, they, this group of warriors who grew up on horseback since childhood, now wear the double stirrups of the Han army, holding the compound bow with double power, as if they were the most fierce falcons in the world, adding the wings of the wind, soaring above the battlefield, fearless.

The archers were like a group of wandering shadows, weaving an impenetrable arrow net around the Jizhou army. Every round of galloping and turning was accompanied by a sharp sound of breaking through the air. The arrows were like rain, dense and deadly.

Seeing this, Yan Liang looked solemn and quickly commanded his shieldmen to build a solid barrier, like a copper wall and iron wall, vowing to protect the precious archers in the rear, who were all the most basic guarantee for them to fight back against the enemy.

However, even if the defense was as solid as a rock, it was difficult to completely resist the flying arrows. The figures of the soldiers swayed in the rain of arrows, like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, falling one by one, and the air was filled with thick blood and tragic.

Sweat and worry intertwined on Yan Liang's forehead, like drizzle. He was secretly shocked. This tactic was a unique skill used by the northern foreign tribes to roam the grasslands in the past, but now it was used so well by the Han cavalry. Their archery skills were so exquisite that they almost surpassed the limits of common sense, which made people have to re-examine the terrible power in front of them.

The cruelty of the strangulation lasted for almost half a minute. The air was filled with heavy blood and unyielding. The lives of thousands of Jizhou soldiers disappeared in the ruthless battlefield.

Zhao Yun stood at the edge of the battle formation, his eyes were like torches, and he captured the decisive turning point. He waved his hand calmly, signaling his soldiers to turn their horses around, like a group of cheetahs ready to go, and suddenly launched an unstoppable charge towards the solid front of the Jizhou army.

He led the troops, his horse galloping like the wind, the silver spear in his hand flashing coldly, each strike was accompanied by the force of thunder and lightning, and several Yuan army soldiers fell to the ground in response, blood splashed, dyed the battle robe red, and shocked everyone present.

This scene shocked Yan Liang, who was about to step forward to intercept.

He had heard that Liu Yao had a new general with superb martial arts, but he never thought that it would be so shocking to witness it with his own eyes. Yan Liang unconsciously clenched the weapon in his hand, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

The silver spear in Zhao Yun's hand was like a shadowy venomous snake shuttling through the forest. Every strike contained deadly precision and ruthlessness. Wherever the spear tip reached, everyone died in an instant, showing hisExtraordinary martial arts.

Although Yan Liang was brave and fierce, he could not help but feel an indescribable heaviness after killing several Bingzhou cavalrymen in a row.

His eyes were sharp and he saw through the insurmountable gap between the two sides - the gap in martial arts, like a natural moat, which made him feel awed.

Zhao Yun was like a tiger coming down the mountain, leading his elite cavalry, unstoppable, and forcibly tore a crack in Yan Liang's carefully arranged defense line, like a sharp blade piercing the heart, pointing directly to Yuan Shao's central army camp.

Yuan Shao sat on the gorgeously decorated chariot with a solemn face. Seeing Zhao Yun approaching uncontrollably, his heart was in turmoil, and he hurriedly called out to the generals beside him: "Go quickly! Go quickly! Stop him!"

But soon the scouts came on horseback to report.

"My lord! The enemy cavalry is like a violent storm, and the attack is fierce and unstoppable. Our infantry is urgently gathering and vowing to resist, but the situation is critical. I beg you to make a decision quickly and move to a safe place!"

Yuan Shao was furious when he heard this, his face was ashen, and he scolded: "Incompetent! Where is Yan Liang? I entrusted the safety of the entire army to him, but he couldn't even stop the light cavalry in Bingzhou. He really failed my high hopes!"

Seeing this, Xu You hurried forward, his tone firm and steady:

"My lord, calm down , retreating at this moment is not only useless, but also harmful. If our army collapses and loses its formation, it will be like loose sand, allowing the Bingzhou cavalry to trample on it. Moreover, the Bingzhou army is still using cavalry as the vanguard this time. If our army retreats, they will surely take advantage of the victory and pursue us. At that time, we may be in a desperate situation. "

"You should immediately gather all your forces and do your best to stop the Bingzhou cavalry! General Ju Yi is only a few miles away from us! Please hold on for a while!"

Yuan Shao nodded in approval.

"That makes sense! My sword is not bad either!"

"Order Yan Liang! Fight to the death! Hold on until Ju Yi leads his army to arrive!"

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