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Chapter 775: The White Wave Army's Terrible Defeat

"kill!"

"Guan Yu is here, you all are ready to die!"

"Your grandfather Zhang Yide is here!"

Guan Yu and Zhang Fei galloped on their horses, following closely behind Su Yao. Their figures were like two flashes of lightning in the night, rushing forward all the way.

Guan Yu held the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, the blade flashed like lightning, and every swing was accompanied by the enemy's screams. He was like a god of war, charging left and right in the enemy's formation, and no one could stop him.

Zhang Fei wielded his Zhangba Snake Spear, and wherever the spear tip passed, the enemies fell one after another. He shouted loudly, his voice was like thunder, and the enemies were trembling with fear.

Under the leadership of the two, Su Yao's three thousand elite cavalry were like tigers descending from the mountains, unstoppable. They rushed into the enemy formation and engaged in a desperate battle with the Baibo Army.

Although the soldiers of the Baibo Army were brave, they seemed unable to cope with Su Yao's cavalry charge.

They were scattered and could not organize any effective resistance.

The defeat came in an instant.

Many Baibo Army soldiers fled like mad and ran into their own rear formation, becoming ghosts hanging on the tips of their own spears.

"Hold on, hold on!"

Han Xian shouted at the top of his lungs, trying to calm himself down:
"There's a big river behind us!"

"There is no way to escape, the only thing we can do is fight to the death!"

His words inspired the courage of many soldiers.

Fighting means death, retreating also means death, it is better to fight to the end and fight for a way to survive!
The Baibo Army soldiers, who had no way to escape, burst out with great courage at this moment.

Their equipment was already quite good, and they showed amazing fighting power in this desperate battle.

Many Baibo soldiers who had originally become timid had their fighting spirit rekindled under the encouragement of Han Xian.

They roared, shouted, and waved their weapons, launching a frenzied counterattack against Su Yao's elite cavalry.

"kill!"

"No one will survive today!"

"I'm going to fight you guys!"

The soldiers of the Baibo Army shouted, with determination flashing in their eyes.

They knew that this was their last chance, and only by fighting to the death could they have a chance of survival in this desperate battle.

Surprisingly, their efforts paid off:

"Retreat! The enemy soldiers retreat!"

"We won, we won!"

In front of the bravely fighting Baibo Army, the knights who had fought fiercely before were retreating.

They cheered and shouted in surprise at their victory.

Some people hugged each other and cried, while others fought back, wanting to expand their victory.

At the same time, a small number of people noticed something was wrong, and things did not seem as simple as they seemed.

Although the retreating knights seemed to be in a panic, their formation did not collapse. Instead, as if they had some kind of tacit understanding, they gradually regrouped in the distance.

"No, it's a scam!"

At this moment, Han Xian's heart suddenly tightened. His years of battlefield experience made him aware of the crisis instantly.

He raised his head and looked into the distance, only to see Su Yao, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei standing side by side on their horses, staring at this side with cold eyes, as if everything was under their control.

"Could it be..."

Han Xian had an ominous premonition in his heart. He glanced at the soldiers in his front army who were in pursuit, and immediately shouted loudly: "All troops, be on alert, do not act rashly!"

However, it was too late.

Following Su Yao's order, those seemingly retreating knights suddenly burst out with amazing fighting power. They turned their horses in unison and launched a fierce charge towards the Baibo Army again.

This time, their attack was even more fierce, as if everything before was an illusion, just to paralyze the White Wave Army's vigilance. "This..."

Han Xian widened his eyes and looked at the scene in disbelief.

He never expected that Su Yao would be so cunning and use such a trick to deal with them.

But in fact, this was just because he was a bandit soldier and lacked experience in dealing with cavalry.

The biggest advantage of cavalry over infantry, besides its superior position, is the charge of its fast horses.

The large-scale charge of the cavalry group has a devastating power on the less-than-disciplined infantry troops.

Earlier, when Su Yao saw that the Baibo Army was fighting with its back to the river and its morale was high and was not crushed by a wave of attacks, he immediately ordered the troops to retreat and not to engage in a fight with those infantrymen.

This time, seeing that the Baibo Army's vanguard was indeed pursuing the victory and disrupting their formation, they immediately launched a second charge.

This time, Su Yao did not give Han Xian any chance.

He personally led the elite cavalry and rushed towards the Baibo Army like a tiger descending from the mountain, vowing to completely defeat this stubborn force.

"kill!"

Su Yao roared, wielding his lance, and was invincible. Behind him, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei followed closely, leading their elite cavalry to sweep in like a violent storm.

The soldiers of the Baibo Army were caught off guard by this sudden and fierce offensive. They thought that Su Yao's army had been defeated, but they didn't expect that this was just a strategy of the opponent to lure the enemy.

"No, I fell into a trap!"

Han Xian's face was pale. He knew that he had fallen into Su Yao's trap. It was too late to organize an effective resistance.

He could only watch as Su Yao's elite cavalry charged left and right in the enemy's formation as if they were in an empty space, reaping the lives of the Baibo Army soldiers like they were harvesting wheat.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

Han Xian shouted with all his might, trying to get his soldiers to escape from this land of death. However, at this moment, the Baibo Army was in a desperate situation, with Su Yao's elite cavalry attacking in front and the water blocking the way behind, they had no way to escape.

"Want to run? It's not that easy!"

Guan Yu sneered, holding the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, he charged into the enemy camp, the blade flashing like lightning, invincible. Every time he swung the blade, he could take the lives of several Baibo Army soldiers.

Zhang Fei was even more ferocious, wielding his Zhangba Snake Spear and charging at the enemy like a violent storm. Wherever his spear tip passed, the Baibo Army soldiers fell one after another, and their blood dyed the land on the east bank of the Sushui River red.

Under the leadership of Su Yao, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, three thousand elite cavalrymen rushed down the mountain like a tiger, unstoppable. They charged all the way and defeated the Baibo army.

"The general is mighty!"

"Kill all these traitors!"

The elite cavalry were in high spirits, shouting slogans and fighting bravely. Under Su Yao's leadership, they seemed to have become an invincible iron army.

The soldiers of the Baibo Army were beaten back by this fierce attack. They fled in all directions but could not escape Su Yao's grasp.

As the general of the vanguard army, Han Xian became Su Yao's priority target in this chaotic battlefield.

In the crowd, Su Yao, who was leading a thousand men, rushed forward.

Han Xian was so frightened when he saw the red Grim Reaper approaching.

He turned his horse and galloped away to the riverside. Looking at the dark and wide surface of the Sushui River, despair surged in his heart.

Before our eyes, countless soldiers had already jumped into the river and were swept away by the surging river.

Han Xian knew he couldn't swim, so he didn't dare to gamble his life. He could only grit his teeth and turn back, fighting to the death:
"Wow! I'm going to fight you!"

Han Xian turned his horse around, waving his spear, and rushed towards Su Yao, then
Then he had no head.

As Su Yao sneered, the two horses crossed each other, and the lance in Su Yao's hand stabbed out like lightning, taking Han Xian's head directly.

He didn't even have time to scream before his head was chopped off by the spear blade.

The big head flew into the sky, and amid the gushing blood, Han Xian's headless body rushed forward due to inertia, and then fell off the horse with a thud.

Han Xian died.

With the death of his commander, the Baibo Army on the east bank of the Sushui River also suffered a tragic defeat.
(End of this chapter)