"court death!"
Zhao Yun's face turned cold, and the tiger eyes under his sword-shaped brows were flashing with murderous intent.
When Jiang Wei and Deng Ai saw this, they couldn't help but look at each other, and they could see the sympathy in each other's eyes.
Even though Zhao Yun is usually quiet and approachable, that is for his own people.
Zhao Yun would never be merciful if he encountered an enemy as reckless as Fan Ya Chang.
as expected.
Zhao Yun didn't talk nonsense to Mung Ya, he just clamped the horse's belly, leaped on the horse with his spear, and rushed out.
Chi Tu Ma has followed Zhao Yun for many years and has grown old.
But as Yang Ling's sworn brother, Zhao Yun's mount is now a fine horse.
He sprinted suddenly, his speed no less than that of Red Rabbit.
But in the blink of an eye, Zhao Yun rushed in front of the busy fan!
With his teeth growing in shock, he quickly raised the truncated sword in his hand and struck Zhao Yun head-on.
But before his sword fell, Zhao Yun's gentian bright silver spear had already stabbed out like lightning!
"ah……"
Busty Ya screamed, and his whole body was directly pierced by Zhao Yun's spear.
Zhao Yun raised his spear high, and the still-dead Mangya Zhang was hung in the air. His limbs were struggling wildly, and he kept screaming in pain!
After a moment, Zhao Yun swung the spear and threw Mongya Chang heavily to the ground.
The latter struggled on the ground for a while, and finally one of them whimpered!
Seeing this situation, Meng Huo and other Southern Barbarians all changed their expressions!
Among the Southern Barbarians, although Fan Ya Chang's martial arts is not one of the best, he is still a rare warrior.
However, in front of Zhao Yun, he couldn't even hold on to a face-to-face meeting. How could this not shock the southern barbarians!
"Is there anyone among you who is willing to come up and die?"
Zhao Yunduan sat on horseback, pointing the spear diagonally at the ground, and the remaining blood from his teeth slipped down drop by drop.
After hearing his words, all the Southern Barbarians looked at me and me, but no one dared to answer!
Seeing how arrogant Zhao Yun was, Meng Huo gritted his teeth and said angrily,
"Golden Ring Three Knots, you quickly step forward and kill this guy for me!"
Jinhuan Sanjie, who was the marshal of the first hole, turned green when he heard this.
Just kidding, his strength is only slightly taller than that of Fan Ya.
If he were to go up against Zhao Yun, wouldn't he die in vain?
"King Barbarian, his subordinates' martial arts are mediocre and they are no match for General Wei."
"Sacrifice is a trivial matter, I'm afraid it will only encourage Wei Jun's arrogance!"
Jinhuan Sanjie racked his brains and finally came up with an excuse for himself.
"The barbarian king's military force has always surpassed that of our southern barbarians. If he goes out in person, wouldn't he be able to capture him easily?"
Meng Huo's expression suddenly froze.
His martial arts is indeed the most powerful among the Southern Barbarians.
But compared with Zhao Yun, there is still a big gap.
If he goes up to fight and is defeated by Zhao Yun, the Southern Barbarians will be leaderless!
But in front of so many people, Meng Huo couldn't say he was scared.
When the situation reached a stalemate, Meng You stood up and took the initiative to rescue his brother.
"Barbarian King, marshals, it is a tradition of the Han people to challenge each other before the battle. What does it have to do with us Southern Barbarians?"
"Now that our barbarians have the upper hand, why not just push them all forward?"
When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up.
Yes, they are no match for General Wei in a single fight, but don't forget that they have a numerical advantage!
Thinking of this, Meng Huo clapped his hands and laughed and said,
"What Meng You said is absolutely true, Marshal Sandong obeys the order!"
"Please give me the Barbarian King's orders!"
Jin Huan Sanjie, Dong Dana, and Ah Hui Nan responded in unison.
"The barbarian soldiers in the second and third caves are separated on the left and right sides. Jinhuan Sanjie leads the barbarian soldiers in the first cave as the central army and attacks the Wei army directly. They will definitely be defeated!"
After Meng Huo finished his instructions, the three of them stood up and left.
According to what Meng Huo said, Marshal Sandong led his own troops and divided them into three armies: left, middle and right, and marched towards the Wei army together.
Seeing that the southern barbarians gave up the duel in front of the battle and chose to send troops directly, Zhao Yun did not hesitate and ordered Deng Ai and Jiang Wei,
"You each lead an army and let's see who defeats the enemy first!"
The two responded loudly and returned to the military formation.
Although the Southern Barbarians are tall and powerful, they lack training and have extremely poor discipline.
After marching no more than a dozen steps, it was already a mess.
On the other hand, in the Wei army, the sword and shield men were squatting in the front, the crossbowmen and musketeers were in the rear, and the spearmen were on the left and right sides to protect the formation.
At Zhao Yun's order, crossbowmen, musketeers and other long-range strike firepower were launched.
Countless arrows and iron sand bombarded the barbarian soldiers.
The Nanman people are not good at smelting, and most of them wear leather armor.
After this blow, there will be a lot of casualties!
Braving intensive firepower, the barbarian soldiers finally reached a distance of more than ten steps from the Wei army.
At this moment, the Wei soldiers took out their special kerosene bombs and smashed them into the Southern Barbarians again.
"Whoops!"
"Wow!"
As the pottery broke, kerosene bombs fell on the barbarian soldiers, and in the blink of an eye, a raging fire broke out!
Many barbarian soldiers turned into burning men, screaming and running back and forth among the crowd.
In an instant, the barbarians became a mess!
The morale, which had been somewhat depressed due to Busy Ya Chang's failure in the one-on-one challenge, dropped again!
Some of the barbarian soldiers even showed fear on their faces and began to retreat subconsciously.
"You are all the warriors of our Southern Barbarians!!"
"Don't retreat, otherwise you will lose the face of the gods!"
Under the loud calls of Jinhuan Sanjie and other three cave marshals, these barbarian soldiers regained their energy and attacked the Wei army again.
Finally, after paying a heavy price, the two sides began a hand-to-hand battle!
After just a brief exchange, the barbarian soldiers noticed something was wrong.
The various arms of the Wei army cooperated with each other tacitly, and advanced and retreated in a controlled manner.
Although the barbarian soldiers were brave, they had no chance to fight at close quarters.
Either be shot to death by an arrow from a shrimp-huanglian crossbow, or be sprayed to death by a three-eyed gun.
If he was really close by luck, what was waiting for him would be the spears of several Wei soldiers!
Due to the huge gap in military literacy, in just a moment, the corpses of the barbarian soldiers were lying on the ground.
Seeing this situation, Jinhuan Sanknot couldn't sit still.
He gritted his teeth, picked up his machete, and rushed forward.
A group of elite barbarian soldiers followed closely behind Jinhuan Sanjie to protect his safety.
The plan worked.
Relying on the bravery of themselves and their own soldiers, the Golden Ring Three Knots quickly broke through a gap in the Wei army's formation!
The barbarian soldiers were immediately overjoyed and followed him and rushed into the Wei army's formation.
At this juncture, a sharp roar was heard.
But Zhao Yun once again drew his spear and leaped on his horse, came over to kill him, and blocked the path of the three knots of the golden ring!
Jinhuan Sanjie's heart suddenly trembled. He suppressed the fear in his heart and sneered,
"Old General, if you know what's going on, quickly dismount and surrender!"
