Chapter 104 Zilong arrives and the fight is about to end
Chapter 104: Zilong’s fight is about to end
The battlefield is full of broken limbs and broken arms of the Huns. The Yanmen Army's advantage has become more and more obvious, and the Huns' defeat is imminent.
Zhao Yun, who led thirty elite troops to break into the tens of thousands of troops, finally reached the place where the five generals were fighting.
Seeing that the other four groups were all fighting hard, and only Xu Huang was struggling to support him, Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows, waved his gun and shouted: "General Xu, don't panic, Zhao Zilong is here to help you!"
Xu Huang was overjoyed when he saw that Zhao Yun had come back to fight again. With Zhao Yun, a tiger general, joining in, the Yanmen Army could be said to have won this battle, so he quickly used all his strength to entangle Bo Shu to prevent him from escaping.
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The position of Bo Shu was facing Xu Huang, with his back to Zhao Yun. After hearing Zhao Yun's shout, he was frightened and lost two of his three souls. Even his sword skills became messy.
The scene when Zhao Yun instantly killed one general when he just entered the battle, and knocked down the horses of six generals including himself, left a deep shadow in Borshu's heart.
In his opinion, if he faced Zhao Yun alone, he would definitely die, so how could he dare to fight again? But Xu Huang was pressing hard, and Bo Shu wanted to escape, but couldn't escape for a while.
At the critical moment of life and death, Borshu could not control that much, so he completely gave up defense and fought with Xu Huang for his life.
The current situation was already one of victory, so how could Xu Huang and Bor Shu die together? In the gap between Xu Huang's transition from entangling moves to blocking, Bor Shu caught the opportunity and ran away. Seeing this, Zhao Yun gently caressed the horse's neck, and the Zhaoye Jade Lion seemed to feel the anxiety in its owner's heart. It leapt into the air again, thus greatly shortening the distance between Zhao Yun and Borshu.
Zhao Yun, who was flying in the air, had a cold light in his eyes, and the silver spear in his hand flew down like a nine-day Milky Way, thrust out vertically from top to bottom, and went straight to Borshu's heart.
When Borshu saw Zhao Yun rushing towards him in an instant, he was almost so frightened that he could not even hold the weapon. However, under the stimulation of death, Borshu's potential was also stimulated. His body subconsciously turned sideways to dodge while holding the knife in both hands and firing with all his strength.
Remember to sweep and prepare to separate this shot.
Zhao Yun saw this and flashed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, but he did not change the path of his gun. He still stabbed straight into the sky and shouted: "Death!"
Zhao Yun felt that he was unprecedentedly powerful now that he had no restraints. Borshu was definitely no match for him, and not only was he a sneak attack, but he also used all his strength, so there was no chance of his opponent surviving. p>
Feeling the threat of death, Borshu also let out a hysterical howl: "We must block it!"
"Boom!"
Borshu, whose potential exploded, finally saved his life under Zhao Yun's full shot, but he did not block Zhao Yun's shot, but only slightly changed the path of the shot.
Zhao Yun's fatal shot was aimed at Bor Shu's heart, but it penetrated directly through Bor Shu's right shoulder. Although it failed to kill Bor Shu directly, it still took half of his life.
Feeling the call of death, Bo Shu was forced to show his final ferocity. He grabbed Zhao Yun's silver spear with one hand and slashed at Zhao Yun with a knife.
"Zhao Zilong, I will die with you!"
Looking at the ferocious Borshu, a trace of respect flashed in Zhao Yun's eyes. He drew the gun with all his strength but found that the silver gun was not moving at all. His expression suddenly changed. He quickly abandoned the gun and clamped the blade with both hands.
Borshu continued to exert force, but Zhao Yun's hands were as if they were made of steel and did not move at all. Suddenly, Borshu felt that there was no strength left in his body, and his eyes were dizzy.
In his hesitation, he saw his own body maintaining the posture of wielding a sword, but this body had no head.
It turned out that I was already dead without knowing it. I was really unwilling to accept it.
Just when Bo Shuer and Zhao Yun were in a stalemate, Xu Huang arrived and made a prompt decision. He raised his ax and cut off Bo Shuer's head with one blow.
After the skills were fully activated, the Mongolian general Borshu, whose strength reached 99 and was infinitely close to the god general, died under Xu Huang's axe.
After pulling out the silver gun from Borshu's body, Zhao Yun turned around and saluted Xu Huang with a fist, and said with some lingering fear: "If it hadn't been for General Xu this time, Zhao Yun would have capsized in the gutter!"
"No, it was Brother Zhao Zilong who saved Xu's life. Besides, even without my axe, this barbarian general would never be able to harm Brother Zilong." Xu Huang said with a faint smile.
Xu Huang did not talk to Zhao Yun in a superior-subordinate tone because he had a higher military rank than Zhao Yun. Instead, he spoke in a very polite tone and directly called Zhao Yun "Brother Zilong", which flattered Zhao Yun.
After seeing Zhao Yun's power, Xu Huang also knew that it was only a matter of time before Zhao Yun reached the same level as him or even surpassed him, so it was very necessary to establish a good relationship in advance.
After hearing what Xu Huang said, Zhao Yun smiled and did not explain much. Although Bo Shuer forced him to abandon his gun, it was obviously impossible for him to die together. Zhao Yun had absolute confidence in saving his life.<
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I promised her that she would go back alive, so she must not die! Zhao Yun felt warm in his heart and was full of longing for the future.
After the two exchanged a few words, they immediately went to help the others. Zhao Yun went straight to Zhe Farewell. Zhao Yun was very impressed by this sharp archer who fired several cold arrows at him, while Xu Huang went to
Help Zhang Liao deal with Mu Lihua.
However, although the two people had good ideas, it did not mean that the Xiongnu generals were fools. When Zhao Yun just joined the battle, everyone had noticed it and secretly cried out in their hearts. When Borshu died, all the Xiongnu generals also
No more fighting spirit.
At the beginning, the eight top Xiongnu generals came out, but as a result, Chi Laowen and Zhelemei died at the hands of Zhao Yun, and Boshuer died at the hands of Zhao Yun and Xu Huang.
Now there are six Han generals and only four of our own. Facing the siege of six Han generals including Zhao Yun, if we continue to fight, we will really die. Although the four Xiongnu generals are not willing to give in, they also know the choice. Zhebie, who had fought with Qin Yong for thirty rounds, saw that Zhao Yun was actually charging towards him. He immediately slashed Qin Yong's horse's leg with a feint. Qin Yong, not knowing it was a trick, quickly protected the leg of his beloved horse.<
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When Zhebie saw this, he immediately showed a smile of success. After putting away his knife, he slapped the horse's butt hard, then he pulled the horse and ran away.
When Qin Yong saw that Zhebie had actually run away, he became furious and rushed to catch up.
Although there is a gap between Zhebie's mount and Qin Yong's "Black Whirlwind", it is not too different. Qin Yong's weight is heavier than Zhebie's, and his pair of sledgehammers also have more weapons than Zhebie's.
Under the circumstances, Qin Yong, who was riding a famous horse, was gradually pushed away by Zhebie.
"General Qin bows his head!"
Qin Hao, who was chasing, suddenly heard Zhao Yun's shout from behind. Although he didn't know what Zhao Yun wanted to do, Qin Hao still chose to cooperate with Zhao Yun and lowered his head directly on the horse.
Twenty meters away from Qin Yong, Zhao Yun was seen holding a long bow, with three arrows already on the bow, aiming at Zhebie who was within a hundred meters ahead.