Chapter 1821: Zhao Yun's divine power, the soldiers are under the city!
How could the Han army come so fast if it wasn't for its ribs and wings?
Woo woo woo~~~~
When the Green Camp Army of the Western Wei Dynasty was hesitant to advance, two cavalrymen suddenly came out from behind the mountains on the road in front of Jinchuan, both riding white horses, holding spears, and cold lion iron shields.
The leading tiger general, wearing a white dragon helmet and white dragon armor, rode his horse to the front of the formation and cut off Er Zhurong's path. His eyes were sharp and full of killing intent.
"What your Majesty said is indeed correct. The Western Wei army indeed passed through Jinchuan and returned to Wei..."
Zhao Yun held the White Dragon Divine Spear in his hand and laughed loudly: "The Western Wei thief general in front of you, if you put down your weapons and surrender, you will be saved from death. Otherwise, a certain person will have to carry your head back and return to life..."
Grass!
Er Zhurong's heart was filled with anger, and Heng Dao shouted: "Shu Zi, you are insulting me too much. Do you not know Er Zhu Rong, the general of the Western Wei Dynasty!?"
Langya Pavilion is listed on the list of famous generals, including famous generals from several countries in the world.
Er Zhurong was among the top five. Wherever he went, he was greeted with admiration and respect. How had he ever suffered such humiliation, being asked to put down his weapons and surrender?
"What's the point of killing a chicken with a bull's knife?"
Zhao Gui, the fierce general of the Green Camp Army of the Western Wei Dynasty, said boldly: "The Han army only has a few thousand horses. Let's see if the general will take the head of the white-faced Han general and kill the Han army!"
After saying this, he drove his horse and went out into battle with his sword drawn.
"General Zhao is mighty!"
"Kill this little white-faced general!"
The soldiers of the Green Camp Army cheered and cheered. The voices of tens of thousands of people gathered together, which was indeed an extraordinary momentum.
However, the two horses were racing together, and they could not fight three times. Zhao Yun flicked his wrist and fired a powerful shot from the White Dragon Spear. He was so powerful that he was unstoppable. With one shot, Zhao Gui, a tiger-backed green camp soldier, was knocked off his horse.
With another shot, this fierce general of the Green Camp army immediately settled his account!
The three armies were shocked!
Zhao Gui has a reputation for bravery, and he is ranked among the top three in the Green Camp Army, but he can't even take a few shots from the white-robed man opposite him. How scary is this person?!
Chen Qingzhi, the white-robed God of War, is awe-inspiring in the world. This Han general is also brave enough to be matched by ten thousand men. Is it possible that those who wear white shirts are all fierce men!?
"Crazy kid, someone is here to kill you!"
Er Zhurong felt awe-inspiring in his heart, but he gritted his teeth and went out with the knife.
If he didn't personally kill Zhao Yun, the Green Camp Army, whose morale had already dropped, would be doomed...
Hoo!!
With a wild roar, Er Zhurong, who was wearing a golden helmet, became full of momentum.
Er Zhurong has been immersed in the art of swordsmanship for more than thirty years. He has killed tens of thousands of soldiers, including many extraordinary generals. Now that he is using his sword with all his strength, it is indeed extraordinary.
Roar!
On the Nine-Eared Sword, the blade was condensed, shaped like a golden lion looking up to the sky and roaring, suddenly charging towards Zhao Yun!
Between Zhao Yun's eyes, the fierce murderous intent flashed away, the roar of the dragon suddenly sounded, and the white dragon divine spear bloomed into a shadow, tearing the air like a ghost, and the golden lion transformed by Er Zhurong's sword was blown away. Caught in the air!
Zheng!
When swords and guns met, an extremely loud sound of gold and iron erupted in the air. Er Zhurong's head was shaken with a loud bang. The ferocious and majestic force almost knocked him off the horse, causing pain in his arms. My muscles were shaking wildly and I completely lost consciousness...
Everyone held their breath, but only saw the moment when the two horses crossed each other. Zhao Yun looked back at the moon with a shot, instantly piercing Er Zhurong's back armor and piercing Er Zhurong's majestic body!
"I... died here..."
Er Zhurong's eyes were bulging, and he could no longer hold the nine-eared sword in his palm. The long sword clattered to the ground, and his majestic body of more than 300 kilograms fell from the horse's back. Blood gushed out like a fountain.
.....
The general of the Western Wei Dynasty fell like this!
The tens of thousands of Green Camp troops in the Western Wei Dynasty were in an uproar!
Kill Zhao Gui first, then Er Zhu Rong. Zhao Yun immediately raised his spear and his momentum was overwhelming. Who dared to take even half a step forward!?
Zhao Yun was holding Er Zhurong's head, but as if he had done a trivial thing, he stared at the enemy formation and uttered one word calmly: "Kill!"
"Where justice comes, the white horse takes the lead! Kill!!!"
"Where justice comes, the white horse takes the lead! Kill!!!"
The eight thousand white horse cavalry behind them beat their chests and roared wildly, their murderous intent rising into the sky!
...
Yanbeicheng.
The setting sun was still shining, and Beiyan's black eagle cavalry was fluttering in the wind at the top of the city.
The Black Eagle Army soldiers guarding the city all had solemn expressions and blank eyes.
As the saying goes, good things never go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles.
Overnight, the news of Hongchuan's defeat spread throughout Yanbei City like a spring breeze.
The whole city was in an uproar!
"The King of Yan is the well-deserved number one general of Great Yan, but he... actually died in one battle!?"
"What's even more terrifying is that the 200,000 Black Eagles were defeated head-on by the iron-blooded army of the Han Dynasty. Tens of thousands of them were beheaded, and countless others were routed!"
"Hiss! My Dayan...is my country going to perish?"
"It's terrible. What if the Han army breaks through Yanbeicheng and massacres the city?"
"Calm down, the Holy Emperor of the Han Dynasty is a kind and benevolent lord and will not kill civilians at will..."
"Yes, I have a distant cousin who is from Yunzhou. I heard that the Han New Deal was implemented there, and taxes were reduced a lot..."
...
Within one year, there were two coups.
The people of Beiyan no longer have any feelings about who will be the king. Everyone is confused about their situation after Beiyan destroyed the country.
All over the city, people were in panic.
boom!
Murong Jun gritted his teeth and punched the wall of Yanbei City. With a bang, a shallow fist mark appeared on the wall.
"The King of Yan was so talented that he died in the rebel army. It must be the Han dogs who conspired to kill the King of Yan!"
The soldiers guarding the city were as silent as a cicada.
Murong Jun was Murong Chui's brother and the leader of the Murong Clan in Beiyan. He and Murong Chui shared power in the army.
"If I have the chance in the future, I will definitely kill all the Han dogs to vent my hatred!"
The Murong family finally secured Yanbeicheng, and Murong Chui died in the battle at Hongchuan. For the Murong family, the situation was already extremely serious.
Suddenly, among the Black Eagle Army soldiers guarding the city, someone exclaimed: "Oh no, the Han army has killed us!"
What!?
Murong Jun's expression was shocked, he suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance, his pupils suddenly shrank!
All I could see was a group of dark cavalry appearing on the vast horizon!
From a distance, it looks like a swarm of countless ants running wildly in the sunset, coming in a vast swarm!
Horse hooves rumbled, the ground began to shake, and billowing smoke swept like a dragon!
The world between heaven and earth is filled with suffocating terror and murderous intent!
The cavalry were lined up in a dark mass, and it looked like there were at least tens of thousands of them. The Han army formed in the rear, and slowly drove out an emperor's chariot pulled by nine wonderful horses, full of noble aura.
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