Cao Ren was responsible for gathering the surrendered troops here, while Zhao Yun continued to pursue Han Xun as planned.
Although Han Xun was defeated, it was not easy to keep him.
A good fighter should not only know how to win, but also how to lose.
After escaping for a certain distance, he came to a condescending terrain and ordered his soldiers to camp here to gather the remaining soldiers.
"Although Cao Ren defeated me with trickery, it is also true that the opponent's troops are insufficient!"
"As long as our army is well prepared, even if the opponent comes to pursue us, there will be nothing we can do."
Han Xun was confident that as long as he could gather two thousand soldiers, he might not be able to reorganize his army and retreat to Hebei!
Unfortunately, the person chasing him was not Cao Ren, but Zhao Yun.
If Cao Ren were here, he would probably think about it to some extent.
But if it is Zhao Yun...
Zhao Yun, who was wearing a white horse and a white robe, almost didn't hesitate at all. He waved his hand and led his five hundred cavalry to charge in this position that was not conducive to attack.
Han Xun obviously did not expect that the chasing Cao army would be so reckless, and the well-arranged defenses seemed a bit hasty.
"Death!"
Zhao Yun had just met Han Xun, and now he was riding towards Han Xun alone with his cavalry.
The war horses neighed and chased the wind.
At this time, Zhao Yun became even more excited - he's back! Everyone's back!
The feeling of following Gongsun Zan and his Baima Yi from galloping in the land of Youyan has returned!
After leaving Gongsun Zan, Zhao Yun worked flexibly in Hebei for seven years!
What does seven years mean to a real man? What does it mean to an aspiring warrior? In this troubled world, no one can give Zhao Yun a sympathetic answer.
Perhaps, only eight years later, Liu Bei, who lamented that "I no longer ride, my butt is full of flesh" can sympathize with the current Zhao Yun.
Zhao Yun obviously no longer wants to wait!
At this time, not to mention He Yan, even Liu Bei was forgotten by Zhao Yun.
After so many years of silence, Zhao Yun also wants to be bold!
With the spear dancing, Zhao Yun was like a smoky Tai Sui, completely venting his grievances over the past few years.
One person and one horse, almost everywhere they passed, there were only shadows of blood.
The robe is stained with blood and the armor is red. Who dares to compete with me?
At this moment, Lu Bu will be reborn and Dian Wei will be resurrected. They probably won't be able to stop Zhao Yun, who is already killing everyone!
Han Xun was hiding in the team and swallowed quietly when he saw such a fierce general coming towards him.
He himself was famous for his bravery and military service.
From the time he followed Yuan Shao, through dozens of battles, there was only one person who could convince him of his bravery.
That man was not Yan Liang, nor Wen Chou, nor Guan Yu, who killed them.
It was Wen Hou Lu Bu who fled from Guanzhong and went to Yuan Shao!
After Lu Bu took refuge with Yuan Shao, he joined forces with Yuan Shao to fight against the Black Mountain bandit Zhang Yan in Changshan.
It was this battle that cast a psychological shadow on Yuan Shaodu. He felt that he could not regain Lu Bu and wanted to kill him secretly.
At that time, Zhang Yan had ten thousand elites and thousands of cavalry under his command. All the generals under Yuan Shao's tent thought that they were too powerful to confront Zhang Yan head-on. Only Lu Bu dared to charge into Zhang Yan's army with dozens of cavalry every day.
Achieve results every time...
It is no exaggeration to say that in front of Lu Bu, any other general can only feel ashamed.
Among these generals, Han Xun was naturally included.
Now, as Zhao Yun rode alone to fight, this long-lost feeling flooded into Han Xun's heart again, making him lose his will to fight.
"When did Cao's army have such a strong general?"
Han Xun's thoughts were not as fast as Zhao Yun's movements. In the few moments he hesitated, Zhao Yun had almost penetrated the entire battle formation and came to Han Xun.
"die!"
A spear thrust forward, pressing down on Han Xun's shoulder with thunderous force. Han Xun could only draw out the ring-headed knife from his waist and respond hastily.
"bite!"
The clashing of swords and guns, and the harsh collision sounds were particularly prominent on the chaotic battlefield.
Han Xun took Zhao Yun's shot with force, and blood oozed from the entire tiger's mouth. This scene undoubtedly made Han Xun look frightened.
"Come again!"
As if Zhao Yun was in an uninhabited area, seeing that his attack missed, he turned around and headed towards Han Xun, eager to try.
Obviously, the previous group of soldiers were not enough to satisfy Zhao Yun, let alone fill the emptiness that Zhao Yun had felt for several years!
Han Xun held the ring-shou sword in his hand, even if he was unwilling to do so, he could only face the explosive Zhao Yun.
When Zhao Yun saw Han Xun accepting the challenge, he was overjoyed and stabbed him with his spear again. The two became entangled again.
Cao's army behind them howled and howled when they saw how brave their general was. Their morale was aroused to the maximum, and they went to fight with the elite troops of Hebei under Han Xun.
On the contrary,
Those Hebei soldiers experienced the defeat at Jiluoshan, and now they have seen Zhao Yun's terror. Their morale has been extremely low. How can they still think about fighting Cao Jun to the death?
In just a few charges, Zhao Yun's 500 cavalry separated a group of Hebei soldiers, causing them to completely lose their position and retreat while fighting.
The retreat of the soldiers made Han Xun, who was fighting against Zhao Yun, even more frightened.
Han Xun, who didn't want to fight Zhao Yun in the first place, simply used a flaw and wanted to shake Zhao Yun away before continuing to run for his life.
His ring-headed sword stabbed straight towards Zhao Yun, led by the war horse. As long as he was a normal person, his first reaction at this time would definitely be to avoid it.
In fact, Zhao Yun did this.
Han Xun was overjoyed when he saw that Zhao Yun had lost his body and opened a way to escape.
"I have to go back quickly and explain to Duke Yuan that there is another general like Lu Bu in Cao Cao's army!"
Han Xun and Zhao Yun passed each other, and their legs subconsciously pinched the horse's belly.
But this time, he got caught.
A bloody spear was stabbed from his back, directly through his chest, exposed to his sight.
Carryback?
This was the last thought in Han Xun's mind.
"Han Xun has been executed! Why don't you surrender?"
Zhao Yun's voice like the return of the king spread throughout the battlefield, and all the soldiers saw the demon-like Zhao Yun, and Han Xun who was penetrated through the chest behind him...
"I'm waiting for you!"
When word of the victory reached Guandu, it undoubtedly caused another sensation.
Even Cao Cao had obvious shock on his face when he heard that Han Xun had died, let alone others.
"Cao Ren set up an ambush at Jiluo Mountain, defeated Yuan's army, and ordered Zhao Yun to pursue him, killing Han Xun in one fell swoop!"
Cao Cao stood up suddenly and couldn't help waving his hands: "Okay! Okay!"
Han Xun is a strong general who is not weaker than Yan Liang, Wen Chou, not to mention Han Xun is a direct descendant of Yuan Shaozheng'er Bajing!
Han Xun died in battle, which undoubtedly hurt Yuan Shao's heart!
Other Cao Cao generals also congratulated Cao Cao one after another, but sitting in the corner of the camp, a general with red phoenix eyes, silkworm eyebrows, nine feet in length, a face as heavy as a jujube, and a beautiful beard suddenly opened his eyes.
"Sikong just mentioned that the person who killed Han Xun was named... Zhao Yun?"
The questioner turned out to be the Shouting Marquis of the Han Dynasty - Guan Yu, Guan Yunchang!