"Leave everything to General Zilong. Let's see Liao kill a few more Xiliang dogs and do his last bit for the Lord!"
Liao Hua tied up his injured area, changed his left hand to hold the gun, and rushed towards the Xiliang Iron Cavalry main formation that had assembled again!
"I am willing to fight to the death with General Liao Hua!"
The elite soldiers of Huben Camp on the left and right roared angrily.
Zhao Yun was supporting Liao Hua and suddenly struck Liao Hua with a knife, knocking him unconscious.
"General Zhao Yun, you...you...what are you doing?"
"General Zhao, how did you knock General Liao unconscious!?"
The soldiers in the Huben camp were shocked and shouted.
"Hurry up and send someone to send General Liao back to Master Liu. Let him rush into the battle now, but he will die in vain and there will be no benefit at all!"
Zhao Yun handed Liao Hua over to his soldiers, got on his horse, and shouted loudly: "Since General Liao Hua has handed over the soldiers of the Tiger Army to me, then I will be your commander-in-chief!"
"Some of you must be dissatisfied!"
"It doesn't matter. If you don't accept it, take General Liao Hua and retreat first to find Mr. Liu!"
"Zhao Yun of Changshan will never say a word. Even if he rides alone in the formation today, he can't live up to Master Liu's trust and rescue the emperor's chariot!"
Zhao Yun's voice was majestic and majestic, touching the hearts of all the soldiers present!
"General Zhao Yun leads the way with righteousness and bravery. He is dressed in gentian. My lord treats us so kindly. How can we be useless?"
"My head is gone, but it's just a scar the size of a bowl! After working for more than ten years, I'm a good man again!"
"Until the blood dries, I will fight to the death and never retreat. I will fight fiercely. I will be invincible!"
There are a total of 938 fierce soldiers under Liao Hua!
Everyone slammed the shield in their hands on the ground.
As if going crazy, he beat his chest and let out a majestic and sonorous roar.
"What's going on, what's going on!?"
"This group of Han soldiers, the general was knocked off his horse with one shot by me, and it seems like he went crazy?"
At the same time, in the main formation of Xiliang, Zhang Xiu finally regained his composure and asked with a frown.
My spies on horseback rode from the front to report:
"General Zhang, this army is not some miscellaneous rebel army. It seems to be the subordinates of Liu Zixuan, the prefect of Yingchuan."
"Liu Hao, this person is just a yellow-mouthed boy who is famous for his poetry. Killing a few yellow turbans will be a big deal and there is nothing to be afraid of!"
Zhang Xiu sneered and said, "Come here, bring the people in the carriage to my general!"
"General, don't kill me, don't kill me, I am Zhao Zhong, the permanent servant."
At this point, Zhao Zhong did not expect to escape from the encirclement of the heavy army and directly sold King Chen Liu: "Hey, this... is His Highness King Chen Liu. The general has made great achievements!"
"You...are Zhao Zhong!?"
Zhang Xiuhu's eyes widened, and an awe-inspiring evil aura suddenly escaped.
"If it's true, someone...is none other than Zhao Zhong..."
Zhao Zhong now is not as domineering as before.
"General Zhang, you have made great contributions to the king. In the future, you will definitely report it to the emperor, and you will be rewarded heavily!"
Unexpectedly, King Chenliu was quite brave despite his young age. He actually showed no fear when facing such a big scene.
"Haha, it's easy to talk... Give me the military order, prepare to retreat and join the lord!"
King Chenliu has arrived!
Zhang Xiu was overjoyed, raised his tiger head and golden spear, and gave the order decisively.
The Xiliang cavalry under his command fanned out one after another, turned their horses' heads upside down, and receded like a tide.
"The time has come!"
Seeing a flaw in Xiliang's formation in front of him, Zhao Yun's eyes shone brightly, he pointed the spear behind his back, and roared: "Kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
Hundreds of fierce warriors shouted fiercely and took advantage of the gap between the Xiliang cavalry's front army and the rear army to follow Zhao Yun and cover up and kill him crazily.
"Report!"
The spy from the rear army hurriedly called the horse to report: "General Zhang, it's bad, Liu Hao's army is chasing us!"
"It's you again, the general will be named. Under a certain tiger-headed golden gun, he will never kill an unknown general!"
Zhang Xiu's tiger-headed golden gun pointed diagonally at the ground, with a deep fear in his eyes.
They are also masters of using guns. After Zhang Xiu took Zhao Yun's ghostly shot, he already had a general understanding of his strength.
However, the dignity of being a top master drove him to compete with Zhao Yun again.
Roar!
Zhang Xiu's momentum exploded, and he sat down next to the horse, and the dust was flying wildly!
This time, he decided to use offense instead of defense. Thousands of terrifying auras escaped from the tiger-headed golden gun!
Like a hundred birds singing together, the sound is sharp and hurts other people's eardrums.
"The Spear King of the North!"
"The Spear King of the North!"
The Xiliang cavalry were shouting wildly, their throats almost bursting from the shouts, and their momentum was extraordinary.
Among Liu Hao's soldiers in the tiger camp, I don't know who it was, but he took the lead in shouting: "Gendan Zhao Yun is unparalleled in the world!"
The rest of the fierce warriors followed suit and shouted wildly: "Gendan Zhao Yun, unparalleled in the world!"
This slogan was overheard when Liu Hao, Zhao Heiniu and other generals were casually talking about it.
"It is your honor to die under my general's gun!"
Zhang Xiu laughed wildly.
This marksmanship of his is called the Hundred Birds Chaohuang Shenqiang, which was passed down by a peerless marksman master of our time.
Zhang Xiu had extraordinary talent since he was a child. He began to hone his muscles and bones from the age of six or seven. By the age of 17, he had achieved some success in this marksmanship.
Being able to kill hundreds of people with one person's power is terrifying.
By the time he was in his twenties, he had already dominated Jincheng in Liangzhou and suppressed foreign races. He was invincible!
"Good marksmanship!"
Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows and his eyes flashed.
Thousands of spear points in front of him, like a phoenix nodding, transformed into thousands of spear shadows, stabbing madly, covering his entire body.
But he didn't look frightened at all.
Yuan Zhi stood calmly, but a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"I heard that you are known as the King of Spears in the North? Your marksmanship is far from perfect!" ..