Dan Jing's eyes were full of arrogance, as if Yuan Fang and the seven thousand Yuan soldiers were vulnerable, and crushing and killing were just a matter of every move.

When the sword was raised, Shan Jing shouted loudly: "Attack, crush the enemy to me~~"

!!

More than a dozen cowhide drums were rumbling, and the horn of the attack resounded throughout the world, the military formations changed, and the flags were shaking.

In addition to the two thousand rear troops led by Liu Bei, the six thousand front troops of Youzhou soldiers moved violently under the leadership of Shan Jing, like a wall of iron, pushing towards Yuan Junping.

Faced with the advancing enemy, Yuan Jun immediately became nervous.

In the military formation, Yuan Fang stood tall and faced the enemy with strong combat power, as quiet as water, without a trace of fear.

A mysterious sneer was quietly hooked on the corner of his mouth.

The Youzhou Legion's formation was advanced in an orderly manner, and it was five hundred steps away in a blink of an eye.

Zhu Ling beside him, clenched the big gun in his hand and whispered: "Young Master, the enemy is full of fighting spirit and well-formed. This battle may be very difficult."

Yuan Fang smiled faintly: "Don't worry, I have ordered Guo Boji to lead 200 cavalry to detour the enemy's flanks."

Zhu Ling was stunned, and knew that Yuan Fang had such an arrangement in secret, but the worry on his face was still not over.

Although it is a good tactic to use cavalry to detour on the flanks, Guo Huai only has 200 cavalry, and the number is too small.

This little cavalry would probably be difficult to shake the Shan Jingjun, and there were two thousand Liu Bei's troops behind him to fight.

Zhu Ling gritted his teeth secretly. Although he was not confident in his heart, he had already decided to die. At worst, he could die with Yuan Fang.

Just when Zhu Ling was determined to die, a change suddenly occurred in the northeast direction.

The dust covering the sky soared into the sky, like a sandstorm, and rushed towards the flank of the Shanjing Army.

Cavalry, that is a momentum that only cavalry can create.

When the mad dust swept closer, the Yuan army and the Youzhou army's soldiers all changed their expressions.

Look at the momentum of the dust and fog, it was covered with thousands of cavalry vaguely rushing in.

Zhu Ling's figure was shocked, and surprise suddenly surged in her eyes. She looked at Yuan Fang with an incredible look, trying to find an answer.

You know, Guo Huai only has two hundred cavalry, and only two hundred cavalry, how can he create the momentum of thousands of cavalry?

Yuan Fang smiled and said nothing, but the murderous intent in his eyes became heavier. He raised his sword and shouted: "Brothers, our large reinforcements have arrived, and we are ready to kill the enemy without leaving any armor."

The originally nervous soldiers of Yuan's army were unaware of the inside story. Seeing the storm coming, Yuan Fang shouted, he really thought that thousands of cavalrymen suddenly came.

The fighting spirit of the seven thousand soldiers was suddenly ignited, and their morale suddenly became huge.

"kill--"

"kill--"

The excited soldiers waved their weapons, roared loudly, and shouted and shouted to kill, which made the earth tremble.

The Youzhou army, five hundred steps away, was trembling, with panic and arrogant arrogance suddenly lost, replaced by panic and confusion.

"How is it possible? How could Yuan Fanger suddenly have thousands of riders? How is it possible?"

Shan Jing was also extremely shocked. Facing the thousands of enemy cavalry that suddenly came to kill, he was confused for a moment.

In the sandstorm, Guo Huai, who was running wildly on his horse, sneered and thought to himself: "Young master should be really resourceful. It would be strange if this trick didn't scare the Youzhou army."

In admiration, Guo Huai looked back and glanced over the ponytail tied with branches.

Not only his cavalry, but also his two hundred cavalrymen, and each war horse, had a large branch tied to the tail.

It was the large piece of dust swept from the branches that created a sound of covering the sky and dust, which made the people of Youzhou who were unknown inside the story shocked and mistakenly thought that Yuan Jun had another large cavalry to kill him.

"Hurry, send the message flag quickly, and let Liu Bei lead the rear army to top and protect my flank." Shan Jing screamed in panic.

In the front army, the flag of the letter shaking rapidly and issued an order to the Liu Bei army behind him.

At this moment, Liu Bei had also changed his color and was shocked by the thousands of "cavalry" of Yuan's army that suddenly appeared.

Even the arrogant Guan Yu around him had a change in his expression, and he did not expect this sudden change.

Seeing the flag of the letter shaking, Guan Yu said in a deep voice: "Brother, the single scripture sent a signal to us to fill the right wing and block the enemy cavalry."

Liu Bei remained silent, with a complex look flashing in his eyes.

After pondering for a while, Liu Bei gritted his teeth and said, "The enemy has thousands of cavalry, but our army is not prepared and is not an opponent at all. Pass the order and withdraw the troops quickly."

The two thousand soldiers under Liu Bei were his direct troops. At the critical moment, he was unwilling to take the risk of following Shan Jing to die.

Guan Yu immediately realized Liu Bei's intention and immediately sent an order to ask the entire army to retreat to the plains.

Liu Bei shook his head and said, "The plain is too close to this. If the enemy wins, he will chase the plain. If we escape to the plain, we will definitely lose. We must change our way south and retreat to Gaotang City on the south bank."

Guan Yu was stunned at first, and then he understood Liu Bei's meaning.

So Liu Bei's two thousand soldiers suddenly retreated when he was about to fight and fled to the south.

The rear army "escaped" at the time of the battle, which immediately caused the Shan Jingjun of the former army to fall into an uproar and horror. The already shaken morale of the army was almost collapsed before the war.

"Liu Bei, you big-eared thief, dare you violate our military orders and escape at the last minute!" Shan Jing was shocked and angry and cursed with hatred.

The single scripture was extremely angry, but everything was too late.

The Youzhou Legion, which had lost its fighting spirit, began to collapse and collapsed without fighting.

Five hundred steps away, a ferocious murderous intent had emerged on Yuan Fang's face.

The time has come, when will it be!

Yuan Fang raised his sword and said sternly: "The whole army attacks, kill me-"

With the long whistle, Yuan Fang rode his horse and shot out straight.

Zhu Ling roared and followed closely, dancing guns like wind to kill.

The seven thousand Yuan army soldiers were like a torrent that broke through the dam, shattering the formation and crashing out like a wave.

The Yuan army came from the front, and thousands of cavalry on the flanks rushed to attack. The rear army fled at the fortitude. This was enough to destroy the remaining will of the Youzhou army.

The soldiers are defeated!

"Don't escape, hold it back, the violator will be killed-" Shan Jing, who was extremely shocked and angry, screamed and wanted to suppress the defeat and defeat.

Unfortunately, the Youzhou Army, whose heart was broken, did not listen to his scolding and just ran away with his life.

After killing several people in a row, he still couldn't suppress the defeat. When he looked up, Yuan's army rushed over like a tide.

The two armies collided, and blood was like a waterfall that splattered several feet high.

The man was lying on his horse, howling ghosts and wolves, and the crazy Yuan army wanted to defeat the defeated Youzhou army.

Yuan Fang rode his horse like a flying one, sweeping the blade around, and reaping the heads of the people wantonly.

His martial arts have been hard-working to the level of shrinking tendons, and his strength and reaction power have reached a new level, and his explosive power has also increased greatly. Killing these Youzhou soldiers in front of him is as easy as cutting vegetables and melons.

In the blood mist, Yuan Fang rushed around, as if he had entered a state of no one.

Shan Jing was extremely embarrassed and upset in the chaos. Facing the surging Yuan Jun, he knew that the situation was hopeless and he was really defeated.

The general under Gongsun Zan and the governor of Yanzhou, he fought on the battlefield for many years, but was defeated by Yuan Fang, a yellow-mouthed child.

The shaming and annoyed single scripture swept around and found the flag with the character "Yuan".

When the general's flag passed, the young enemy general wanted to kill his soldiers. Who else could they be if they were not Yuan Fang?

Endless anger rushed to the head, Dan Jing's eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted angrily: "Little thief Yuan Fang, how can I defeat you? Come and take my life~~"
Chapter completed!