Chapter 2757 : Chapter One Thousand Four Hundred Sixty-Five An Enemy
"Da da da."
While the two sides were scolding each other, a burst of horse hoofbeats sounded. The sound of horse hoofbeats was crisp and had a certain rhythm, which made people yearn for it.
In reality, the man who drives the war horse must not be underestimated.
This man was Tuoba. He rode the desert war horse under his crotch, held his weapon, a huge long sword, and walked out with a bow and arrow on his back.
His aura is truly earth-shattering.[
Of course, under the gaze of hundreds of thousands of pairs of eyes, anyone who can stand tall and walk out in an upright manner is a hero.
This Tuoba is naturally one of them.
And with Tuoba's appearance, the voices of hundreds of thousands of people in the venue, who were shouting insults in grassland Xianbei, Xiongnu, and Chinese, were also extinguished.
The Han soldiers all fell silent. They opened their eyes and looked at Tuoba carefully. It was undeniable that in terms of body shape alone, Tuoba was far superior to Zhao Yun.
Therefore, many of the Han soldiers could not help but worry about Zhao Yun.
Although there are no empty warriors under their prestige, the Xianbei people are known as the Great Xianbei after all, and it is a place that produces warriors. It is also undeniable that the Han people are not as powerful as the grassland people in war.
The Hun cavalry present felt even more chilled. They were secretly worried about Zhao Yun and secretly worried about this war.
If Zhao Yun died in battle, wouldn't their morale drop a lot?
Of course, there are countless soldiers who have great trust in Zhao Yun. For example, Zhao Yun has six thousand soldiers and horses in his headquarters.
They had immense trust in their general. Their eyes were open and focused on the golden figure, full of enthusiasm and trust.
On the contrary, the morale of the Xianbei people has been greatly boosted. They judge people by their appearance, and their first judgment of a warrior is their tall and burly physique.
At this moment, I suddenly saw that my own warrior was so burly. To put it harshly, his arms were thicker than the thighs of the general opposite.
Naturally, morale increased.
"The first warrior of the Dajiao tribe, Tuoba." At this time, Tuoba had already ridden his war horse and arrived in front of Zhao Yun. He pointed his sword at Zhao Yun and said his name.
He speaks reasonably Chinese.
"Oh oh oh, General Tuoba, kill this Han general and let your reputation shine on the grassland."
"Kill him with one sword, just be decisive and show the great Xianbei's advantage."
"Instant kill, instant kill."
Hearing Tuoba announce his name, countless Xianbei warriors became even more excited. They shouted and cheered to boost Tuoba's momentum.[
When Tuoba announced his name, he looked very arrogant. But now that he heard this endless voice, he suddenly became even more arrogant.
After announcing his name, Tuoba took a look at Zhao Yun. Suddenly, he felt a compelling power emanating from Zhao Yun and rushing towards him.
Those eyes were as sharp as a knife, as if he could kill him in the next moment.
This suddenly shocked Tuoba. However, he quickly calmed down because he also understood the truth. People with strong momentum may not necessarily have true abilities.
Maybe he's a guy who doesn't like him.
Tuoba immediately moved his gaze away from Zhao Yun's eyes and turned to look at Zhao Yun's figure. This look immediately made Tuoba feel more determined.
Really thin.
This is Tuoba's evaluation of Zhao Yun.
"I heard that there are so-called superiors among the Han people. That kind of person has been in a high position for a long time and has the power of life and death. You must be that kind of person, right? You Han people have a lot of things to do.
You must know that in our Xianbei, the most powerful people must be brave people. And you Han people, hum, no wonder most of them are like wine and rice bags."
With determination in his heart, Tuoba's fear of Zhao Yun suddenly disappeared. He raised his head high, looked directly at Zhao Yun, and spoke sharply.
Zhao Yun did not reply, but narrowed his eyes, as sharp as an eagle's eyes.
Zhao Yun did not speak, but Tuoba felt that Zhao Yun was weak and could be bullied even more, so he continued to say boldly: "However, you are also lucky today. Under the drums of this gathering, under the attention of these 200,000 Xianbei warriors,
You are so lucky to die under my sword. In the future, when the Xianbei warriors talk about me, they will also recall that you were the first Han general to be killed by me. Thank you."
When Tuoba said his first sentence, his voice was quite loud. Zhao Yun did not answer, and most of the Han troops did not hear clearly.
But the leading generals at the front heard everything clearly.
"Wine bags and rice bags?"
After hearing this comment, whether it was a hot-blooded person like Ma Chao or a calm person like Zhang Zha, they couldn't help but feel angry in their hearts.
"Bullshit, just a frog in a well."
Ma Chao was furious and shouted. Then, he looked at Zhao Yun and yelled: "General Zhao, what are you doing? Are you letting him chatter endlessly? Quickly take out the gun and kill him in one round. If you can't kill him,
Just give me your seat."
Ma Chao's roar was really like the roar of a dragon, and could be heard clearly by everyone.
Suddenly, this made those who knew Chinese laugh. A move? Is this a joke? Or is it irony?
With such thin arms and legs, I'm afraid it would be difficult for our general Tuoba's sword to survive a move.
Hahaha.[
And when Ma Chao yelled, it was actually when Tuoba finished his second sentence. In other words, Zhao Yun should feel honored to die under his sword.
I want to thank him for that.
Zhao Yun is a good old man, so when Tuoba said the first sentence just now, Zhao Yun didn't answer and thought it was just a deaf ear.
However, when he heard the second sentence, Zhao Yun couldn't bear his temperament. In addition, Ma Chao yelled, saying that if he didn't take action, he would give up his position to him.
Zhao Yun naturally let go.
"kill."
A loud roar suddenly erupted from Zhao Yun's mouth. The war horse under its crotch merged with Zhao Yun's men and horses, and it followed Zhao Yun's sound.
After Zhao Yun roared, it immediately stepped out and rushed towards Tuoba. At the same time, the spear in Zhao Yun's hand pointed directly at Tuoba, forming a straight line.
The distance between Zhao Yun and Tuoba was not far. Just when Zhao Yun made his move, the distance was close in an instant. Soon, the tip of the spear in Zhao Yun's hand reached Tuoba's eyes.
But Tuoba didn't react at all. Instead, his pupils shrank, and his whole body even trembled, as if he had encountered something extremely terrifying.
At this time, Tuoba's heart was screaming that I was going to die.
In fact, this man named Tuoba is not arrogant, but very wise. When he said those words, he always remained calm and alert.
The purpose was to provoke Zhao Yun into making a sudden move, which would reveal his flaws. Therefore, Tuoba was very smart. However, even though he was on guard, his body was still ready for attack.
But when it came time to actually fight, he still couldn't move.
Why? Because Zhao Yun's overwhelming murderous aura came straight towards him like violent wind and thunder. That kind of murderous aura had never been felt by Tuoba even when facing a pack of wolves in the prairie.
This murderous aura, which was more violent than that of a pack of wolves, was the fundamental reason why Tuoba was captured. Under this murderous aura, Tuoba didn't even have the heart to resist, let alone react.
"Is the aura really breathtaking?"
This was the last thought in Tuoba's mind. He once heard an ancestor say that a person who has killed enough people, fought several times in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and has amazing qualifications has the momentum.
, will be unmatched.
In the past, Tuoba was extremely doubtful about this sentence. Can a person really have such momentum?
But at this moment, Tuoba believed it. He also felt extremely regretful and walked onto this stage.
This stage is indeed good, but it doesn't seem like he can get on it.
"Puch."
The next moment, Tuoba couldn't think anymore because his neck was pierced by a spear, and the tip of the spear came out from the back of his neck.
In the gushing blood, the cold light shone and looked extremely sharp.
At this moment, the armies of both sides fell silent. Silence, on the battlefield of hundreds of thousands of people, was so quiet that you could hear a needle drop.