The world of film and television

Chapter 915 A Fifty-Five Split With Zhao Yun
"Boom!" "Boom!"

The khaki aura rising from Yan Xing's body was like yellow sand, and the silver aura rising from Zhao Yun's body was like cold flames.

Yan Xing climbed to an unprecedented peak with a murderous aura, staring at the guy with the white horse and silver gun. This is his goal, "Zhao Yun, the one who stabs you and the horse, Yan Xing, the spear king of the Northwest!"

Zhao Yun acted as if he hadn't heard it, his eyes didn't change at all, and he didn't have the slightest intention to respond.

In the blink of an eye, the two arrows slammed into each other fiercely, and the bright silver spear that quickly pierced Yan Xing's neck turned into a poisonous snake. It spun violently and turned into a gust of wind, sweeping the poisonous snake into it and blowing towards Zhao Yun.

The two long spears mixed together were instantly bounced off by the opponent, and the first move was partially successful. The moment Zhao Yun retracted the spear, somehow the long spear stabbed out again silently, pointing directly at Yan Xing's rib.

Yan Xing swept the butt of his gun, and once again bounced off Zhao Yun's Birth shot.

But at this moment, the bounced spear bent strangely, and the tip of the spear bit towards Yan Xing's shoulder like a poisonous snake. In a hurry, Yan Xing turned sideways and barely avoided it.

At such a moment when the two riders passed by each other, Zhao Yun's long spear pierced the fourth and fifth spears again at an incredible speed, aiming at the chest and cheeks of the sideways body respectively. This speed has already exceeded Yan Xing's cognition , Instinctively, Yan Xing rolled the spear in his hand, and there were two jingling sounds, and the Gang Qi spun violently like a tornado to protect Yan Xing in the middle. Suddenly, Yan Xing felt a tingling pain between his eyebrows for no reason, and his body rushed Before realizing it, he raised his head instinctively, a little silver light flashed in front of his eyes and then disappeared. It was only at this moment that he realized that he almost died just now.

The two horses finally staggered past, Yan Xing had no time to feel the anger in Panasonic's heart, and even less time to lament that there is no worthless man under the prestigious name. There was a sudden pain in his right leg, and he looked down subconsciously, and a bloody arrow spurted out, Yan Xing Xing was stunned, he didn't know when a hole was opened on his thigh!

"That's right, I remember you!" Zhao Yun, who passed him by, admired, he can catch his seven-detection snake coiling gun in a hurry and not die, it is worth remembering his name.

Yan Xing gritted his teeth, and his face turned green and red. When the two fought, he didn't even have a chance to fight back. He was even cut a hole in his thigh. Thinking of the fact that before the battle, he had the audacity to say that he would stab Zhao Yun and Ma. Now, at this moment, Yan Xing only felt helpless.

This is actually Yan Xing's underestimation of himself. How many people in the world can catch Zhao Yun's Qi Tan Snake Pan Gun intact? Among Liu Bei's army, those who have this kind of strength are the few who rank the highest. Yan It's just a hole in the thigh, which is enough for Yan Xing to blow it up.

In a certain year, he fought with Zhao Yun in Chencang—[-]-[-]!

As the two staggered past and entered the opponent's cavalry formation fiercely, the spear flying in their hands immediately opened a hole in the opponent's cavalry formation.

Immediately afterwards, the cavalry from both sides slammed into each other fiercely, and the blood mist all over the sky exploded and spread rapidly in all directions. Then he pressed it over.

For ordinary cavalry, excellent equipment and rigorous training are not something that can be smoothed out by bullshit tyranny and wildness. The difference of A will be revealed at once.

Liu Beijun just had a cut mark on his chest armor, while Han Suijun was killed on the spot with half of his body cut open.

In the beginning, three or four Xiliang soldiers could replace a Zhao Yunbei army because of their tyranny and wildness. After subsiding in an instant, all that was left was fear. The Xiliang cavalry behind subconsciously reined in their horses and dodged to the sides, but Zhao Yunjun was able to keep the formation in order, and the casualty ratio rose sharply.

Han Sui, who was watching the battle away from the battlefield, covered his chest tightly with his hands, panting heavily with his open mouth, his heart was bleeding at this moment!
Damn Yan Xing, I have to compete with your mother. This is all right. In this round of charge, the casualties of his [-] cavalry will definitely not be less than [-]. There may be more injuries. Playing momentum, but one's own team completely loses fighting spirit.

What a perfect plan he had, most of it was ruined by Yan Xing. He originally hoped to use Wang Xuan's head this time to gain momentum, prestige, and status. This time it will be great...

Thinking of this, Han Sui's liver, spleen, stomach and kidney ached.

Seeing, after the hedging, Zhao Yun moved the horses around a big arc, and the [-] cavalry lined up again in a neat line, and Yan Xingjun was so angry that even Yan Xing himself did not have the courage to fight Zhao Yun again , At the peak, he failed to catch the opponent's seven moves, and now he has a hole in his thigh. If this happens again, Han Sui can prepare a grave for him.

Of course, the cemetery cannot let Li Jue and Guo Si know where it is...

Yan Xing was thinking wildly in his mind, and took the remaining 2 cavalrymen under his command to scatter... This is not called running, this is called tactical retreat. At this moment, Yan Xing kept in mind the words of his father-in-law Han Sui, don't get too entangled, crucify the other party That's all, when its food and grass are exhausted, it will be the day when its entire army will be wiped out.

Seeing that the other party didn't intend to turn around and try again, Zhao Yun curled his lips. It's really whimsical that this kind of player dared to design Liu Beijun. Can you hold it!
Wang Xuan taught them a long time ago that hard power is the foundation, using strength to overcome skill, and frontal flat push is the kingly way.

Just like now, if you are calculated, so what, just run over it, it is really not necessarily who will lose more.

Drawing an arc across the battlefield just now, and picked up the body of his party Pao Ze on the horse, Zhao Yun just glanced at him coldly, turned his horse's head and drove towards the north. The next target is Li Jue's army in the north.

As for Han Sui and Guo Si, if you want to follow behind, just follow behind. Zhao Yun doesn't care at all. Liu Beijun with saddles, double-sided stirrups, and horse iron hooves, whether it is long-distance raids or short-handed combat, is simply not comparable to Xiliang cavalry Yes, counting on wasting time to drag them down, Zhao Yun could only say: "Han Sui, you are overthinking!"

On the other side, Wang Xuan led Dian Wei and the [-] army, and after abandoning the extra baggage, they headed towards the south side of the Bao ramp lightly and simply!

(End of this chapter)