Super Cultivation System of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 473: Breaking into the King’s Tent
These two fierce generals, each leading a thousand cavalrymen, were able to move freely in the chaotic Hun army.

The two men seemed to have a clear goal and kept attacking in the same direction, ignoring how many enemy troops were nearby.

"General Zhao, where are we going? Our army has already penetrated deep into the enemy camp. If the enemy forces behind us come together to surround us, we will be in trouble. If one move affects the whole body, our army will be in danger, and it will certainly affect other armies as well. Wouldn't that ruin the lord's plan?"

A soldier asked Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun's face was very calm.

"Don't worry. Firstly, in the dark of night, our army is attacking from five directions, and there are 15,000 infantrymen outside shouting loudly to boost their momentum. The Xiongnu soldiers are in chaos and will definitely think that our army is very large. In addition, the prestige that the lord has left in the hearts of the Hu people over the years, I predict that these Hu cavalry are already in a state of panic and are fleeing in a hurry. How can they consider the strategy of counterattack and encirclement?"

"Secondly, if we succeed in hunting down the person we are going to kill, we can decide the outcome in one battle, and the Yellow River West Area will be peaceful from now on, and there will be no more chaos caused by the Hu people."

While killing the enemy troops he encountered around him, he explained to the soldier who asked the question at a very fast speed.

But despite this, he was still very surprised at the soldiers of the Anmin Army.

"This man is just an ordinary soldier, but he has such knowledge of military tactics, and he can observe and think so calmly in such a large-scale war. The general's army has fought hundreds of battles and is invincible. After seeing it today, I can see that he is indeed extraordinary."

Thinking of this, Zhao Yun felt very fortunate for his choice.

Even as he was speaking, a group of Hun soldiers suddenly appeared from among the tents not far ahead. Under the light of the fire, it could be vaguely seen that the leading few were obviously dressed much more luxuriously than ordinary soldiers.

Zhao Yun's eyes immediately lit up.

"That is the Xiongnu Zuoxian King. If we can capture him, this battle can be won!"

When he shouted, many Anmin Army cavalrymen behind him also heard it and looked forward. When they saw it, they were all overjoyed and excited.

"The Xiongnu Zuo Xian Wang must be the Zuo Xian Wang!"

"General Zhao is worthy of the lord's attention. This time we have won a great achievement!"

"Charge forward! We must capture this official even if it means risking our lives!"

A group of people followed Zhao Yun and rushed towards Zuo Xian Wang, howling.

"Ha, Zilong, you're still one step ahead of me. But it's no use finding it. We still have to see who catches it first. Let's have another competition!"

Not far away, Deng Yuan also rushed over.

With such a huge achievement in front of them, the two men and the cavalry behind them were all greedy and regarded Zuo Xian Wang and the group of generals around him as fat sheep to be slaughtered.

A general beside Zuo Xian Wang was the first to discover the two Han troops charging over and immediately exclaimed in surprise.

"Look, my king! Two Han armies are coming towards us!"

King Zuo Xian looked over and felt a pang in his heart.

"Who are those two people?"

A general glanced at Zhao Yun and Deng Yuan and said, "Look at the banners in the army. One is surnamed Deng and the other is surnamed Zhao. I have never heard of these two generals in Liu He's army."

Upon hearing that it was an unknown person, Zuo Xian Wang immediately felt confident.

"Humph, a mere rat dares to capture me. Kill them and break out!"

He personally wielded his weapon and led a thousand cavalry guards to attack Zhao Yun. Of the seven generals behind him, three fought with him, and the other four attacked Deng Yuan.

"Ha, you've come just in time. I've been practicing spearmanship with Zilong for many days, and I just wanted to find someone to verify it with me!"

Deng Yuan shouted loudly, and suddenly thrust out the black spear in his hand, heading straight for the face of one of the Hun generals.

Zhao Yun didn't use any of these tricks. His face was calm and his brows were slightly furrowed. He fixed his eyes on the man whose attire was obviously different from others. Without any hesitation, he shook his bright silver spear and appeared in front of Zuo Xian Wang in a blink of an eye.

"Good man general!"

King Zuo Xian was shocked to see the opponent's spear skills were so swift, and hurriedly put the weapon in front of his eyes.

Just as the two weapons touched, Zhao Yun's bright silver spear suddenly turned and brushed past Zuo Xian Wang's weapon. In a flash, the spear tip appeared at another angle and continued to stab.

"what!"

King Zuo Xian had never seen such varied, tricky and strange spear techniques before. He was horrified and could not react in such a hurry.
Just as the gun tip was about to pierce his chest, suddenly a scimitar came from the side and blocked the bright silver gun.

"Your Majesty, leave quickly!"

A general shouted anxiously to Zuo Xian Wang, and the other two generals also rushed over at this time. The three of them instantly fought with Zhao Yun.

Zuo Xian Wang calmed down the remaining fear in his heart and looked at Zhao Yun with hatred in his heart. "This unknown Han general actually has such martial arts skills. We must take the opportunity to kill him today and lose a great general to that little Liu He!"

Thinking of this, he did not rush to escape, but joined the siege.

Zhao Yun was originally worried that Zuo Xian Wang would take advantage of the chaos to escape, but now seeing him taking the initiative to join the battle, it was exactly what he wanted.

"What do I, Zhao Yun, have to fear from a mere barbarian dog?"

"System prompts, Zhao Yun's basic force is 93, and his special skill - Gun King is triggered. None of the four enemy generals use guns, so his force is increased by 4 points and his weapon is increased by 1 point. His current comprehensive force is 98 points."

"System prompts, Deng Yuan's basic force is 92 points, he has no special skills, his weapon has been upgraded by 1 point, and his overall force is 93 points."

"System prompts, Cheng Liang's basic force is 95, the King of Soldiers and the King of Armor each increase by 2 points, the roar of the mount Qilin increases by 1 point, the special skill - Blood Evil, is not triggered because he is not injured, the overall force is 100 points."

"System prompt: Wang Han's basic force is 94, weapons, mounts, and armor each add 1 point, he has no special skills, and his overall force is 97 points."

"System prompts, the host's basic force is 98, the King of Soldiers, King of Armor, and King of Beasts each increase by 2 points, triggering the special skill - Trickster, force increases by 5 points, the overall force is 109 points."

In Liu He's mind, reminder sounds kept ringing.

"This Deng Yuan is indeed very talented. Just after a winter, his basic strength has increased by 1 point. It seems that it is worth preparing a set of good weapons and armor for him next."

As he was thinking about this, he suddenly heard a loud shout from a distance.

"Hey, don't run!"

I don't know what Da Meng discovered. He slapped the tiger and then dived into a group of Hun tents, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.

"This guy Da Meng..."

Liu He shook his head and didn't take it too seriously. He continued fighting.

What Dameng was chasing was a small group of Xiongnu soldiers. The only difference was that they were also escorting a group of prisoners. There were hundreds of these prisoners, all dressed like Han people, and all of them were women.

"Ah, I told you to stop, but you ran away. If you run away, Brother Da Cheng will definitely cut off my leg of lamb! Ah Huang, come on!"

Da Meng slapped the tiger he was sitting on hard. The beast was extremely ferocious by nature. It had followed its master in battles for many years and had killed countless enemies and horses. Its ferocity was three times stronger than that of an ordinary wild tiger, and it was one of the best even among the Divine Tiger Riders.

After receiving the order from its master, the tiger let out an angry roar, and with its hind paws, it leaped more than two meters away together with the man, carrying Da Meng on its back, like a man from heaven descending to earth, and came directly in front of the Hun soldiers.

"I chop, I chop, chop, chop!"

"Aruda...Trunisola..."

The Huns saw two of their comrades being cut in half by the madman in the blink of an eye. How could they still have the will to fight? Hundreds of Hun soldiers shouted some incomprehensible words and fled in all directions.

"Don't run! Ah Huang, chase him!"

"Ow..."

No one knew whether the tiger was addicted to killing or felt comfortable hearing the name "Ah Huang", but it spread its claws and jumped left and right. Under the reflection of the firelight, Da Meng's "Xuantian Yinguan Zhan" turned into a series of red-golden lights, and every time it flashed, a Hun soldier fell to the ground.

"what……"

A stream of blood spurted from the neck of the Hun soldier and splashed onto the Han captives who were being escorted, causing the women and children to scream continuously. Many of the timid ones were directly frightened to death by Da Meng's way of killing.

Da Meng was only one person after all. How could he catch up with the other side when hundreds of people were fleeing in different directions? After a while, he came back with a machete on his shoulder and riding a tiger, looking unhappy.

"I'm not happy. I'm not happy. If I kill a few more, maybe Brother Cheng can give me another leg of lamb. I'm not happy. I'm really not happy."

He didn't even look at the captured Han people. He just pouted, shook his head, and was about to leave.

However, among these captives, one man stepped out.

"This... this general..."

Upon hearing this, Da Meng instinctively turned around and was stunned by what he saw.

Although the woman's hair and clothes were a little torn and messy, the few strands of hair that hung down could not hide her beautiful face.

The woman seemed to be in her twenties, with beautiful eyes and elegant temperament. Her messy hair and clothes not only did not detract from her appearance, but instead made her look charming and lovable.

"Puff... puff..."

Da Meng felt his heart beating faster, as if he saw a whole roasted lamb, and he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

(End of this chapter)