When the commander Yu Fan died, the generals were leaderless and instantly fell into chaos!
The White Horse Spear God saw the opportunity and led the Beimang Iron Cavalry on a rampage, immediately killing Da Gan's army to pieces.
Some soldiers were killed on the spot, while the remaining soldiers fled and retreated towards Yanmen Pass.
However, the White Horse Spear God was in hot pursuit, riding his horse and whipping his whip, chasing the Daqian soldiers all the way!
This is Beimang's fighting style - kill them all!
Once they identify their prey, they will never show mercy and must annihilate all their enemies before they give up!
The rumbling hoofbeats of Beimang's cavalry were like a drum beat, frightening the Daqian soldiers to death. They screamed and howled while running away towards Yanmen Pass without their lives.
At this moment, they only hope that God will open his eyes and send heavenly soldiers and generals to save them from the fire and water.
At this moment of desperation, they thought of the Daqian Emperor who had beaten Beimang so badly yesterday—Zhao Zheng!
If it was Zhao Zheng who led the army today, then Daqian would not have lost so miserably!
The soldiers of Daqian will not suffer heavy casualties!
Thinking of this, the soldiers wailed one after another:
"Please protect me from His Majesty the Emperor!"
"Ask Emperor Daqian for protection!"
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, save us!"
"Please, Your Majesty, save us!"
"..."
The Beimang barbarians behind them heard their calls, but their faces were full of ridicule:
"Stop dreaming, Emperor Daqian can't save the fire from afar!"
"Even if the dog emperor comes, he can't save you!"
"Today is your death day!"
"The entire country of Daqian belongs to us Beimang sooner or later!"
Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, a burst of impassioned war drums suddenly came from both sides of Yanmen Pass!
Then a loud voice sounded from the side:
"Emperor Daqian is here, the barbarians of Beimang will die quickly!"
Everyone was shocked when they heard this. The faces of the Daqian soldiers were all expressions of surprise, while the expressions on the faces of the soldiers in Beimang were one of shock!
Emperor Daqian is really here!
This elusive Long Live Lord is actually ambushing next to the battlefield!
Looking around, Zhao Zheng was indeed not far away.
He was wearing gold armor and a scarlet war robe. A thirty-six-pound wild goose feather broadsword shone with cold light in his hand. Three flags were fluttering in the wind behind him. In the middle of the flags, a big word was written in red letters on a gold background - Qian. !
Emperor Daqian has been waiting for a long time!
In fact, long before sending Yu Fan to the expedition, Zhao Zheng knew that this person was no match for the White Horse Spear God. Yu Fan would definitely lose this battle!
He deliberately sent Yu Fan for two purposes -
One is to kill with a borrowed knife, and to get rid of Yu Fan with the help of the White Horse Spear God.
The second is to lure the snake out of the hole and use Yu Fan as bait to lure Beimang's army out.
Now that Beimang's army has penetrated deep into Yanmen Pass, it is a good time to close the door and beat the dogs. Zhao Zheng, who was riding on the horse, waved his hand and shouted loudly:
"Commander Xiong Wei and Colonel Cao Yun, if we don't attack now, when will we wait?"
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Zheng, one on the left and one on the right, two generals rode out!
One is Xiong Wei, the Zhonglang General of Daqian Zuo Army!
The other one is the North Colonel of Daqian Town - Cao Yun!
"The general is here!"
"Army attack!"
"I'll do it--I'll win!"
Soon enough, before the Beimang barbarians could react, Daqian's two armies were already outflanking them like pockets.
Zhao Zheng, who was in charge of the central army, even rode out on horseback, drove straight in, and ran directly to Beimang's coach, the White Horse Spear God!
"My dear, you escaped on the battlefield yesterday. Today I will capture you with my own hands!"
Zhao Zheng sneered and swept out the Yanling sword in his hand!
When the White Horse Gunslinger saw Zhao Zheng, he lost a lot of momentum at first. After all, he had fought with Zhao Zheng yesterday and he was not Zhao Zheng's opponent.
A few more rounds passed in the blink of an eye, and the White Horse Spear God still couldn't beat Zhao Zheng. He swiped the spear in his hand, made a feint, and immediately turned around and ran away.
But at this time, Beimang's army was surrounded by large numbers of soldiers. The White Horse Spear God was unable to fly. He ran a few steps and was overtaken by Zhao Zheng again.
"Beimang barbarian, you still want to run away today? Stay with me!"
Zhao Zheng shouted in a deep voice, swung the sword in his hand, and smashed it towards the White Horse Spear God.
The White Horse Spear God couldn't dodge, so he could only raise his spear to block it. He heard a "dang" sound, and he couldn't withstand the force of the sword. He was knocked straight up and fell off his horse!
"Ouch!"
The White Horse Spear God fell off his horse and let out a scream.
When Zhao Zheng heard this, his expression changed!
Because the scream was quite high-pitched, not like a man's voice, but like a girl's voice!
Thinking back to yesterday, there was a faint fragrance on the White Horse Spear God's jersey, and this guy always went out into battle, always wearing a beast's mask on his face...
"Could it be that the White Horse Spear God is actually a girl?"
Thinking of this, Zhao Zheng couldn't help but get excited. He immediately stretched out his big hand and grabbed the white horse gun god's waist.
"Come here!"
When he grabbed it, he found that the waist of the White Horse Spear God was as slender as a willow, and it was too slim to hold. Not to mention compared with men, even the graceful and charming Concubine Yu did not have such a thin waist!
Touching the front again confirmed that she was a girl!
Zhao Zheng was immediately happy:
"Good fellow, the White Horse Spear God of Beimang is actually Hua Mulan disguised as a man! Come! Let me see your true face in Lushan!"
As he spoke, Zhao Zheng raised his hand and lifted off the beast mask on the face of the White Horse Spear God.
The next second, he couldn't help but froze on his horse!
What he saw in his arms was an exotic beauty with deep eyebrows, a high nose, fair skin, and a small cherry mouth!
These three-dimensional facial features, melancholy temperament, and blurred eyes are a hundred times more beautiful than Reba and Nazar in later generations! A hundred times more beautiful!
What made Zhao Zheng even more uncontrollable was that her body actually exuded a faint fragrance. This fragrance seemed to be emitted along with her sweat. It could be said that she was dripping with fragrant sweat!
I thought I had captured a savage man, but who would have thought that I actually captured a beautiful lady!
At this time, he felt Zhao Zheng's big hands wandering around his body wantonly, and his nose greedily sniffed his neck and shoulders. The White Horse Spearman resisted and twisted his body, gritted his teeth and said:
"Emperor Dog, let me go!"
"If you have the guts, let me go down, and we can have an upright fight!"
"I will fight you for three hundred rounds! To the death!"
Zhao Zheng chuckled, hugged the slender and graceful waist of the White Horse Spear God tightly, pressed against her fair and exquisite ears, and breathed out:
"Don't worry, beauty, of course I will fight you for three hundred rounds, but not now, but tonight..."
