Outside the stone building, there were corpses strewn everywhere, and heavy snow fell on the messy corpses, making it extremely sad and desolate.
There were flags buried in the snow, and the words "Zhou" and "Du" on them had become blurred due to being buried in the mud and snow for a long time.
A dozen Hun soldiers wearing felt hats ran as fast as they could, either falling into the snow and unable to get out for a while, or tripping over the densely packed corpses in the snow.
"kill!"
"The Han army is victorious!"
In the fearful eyes of the aliens, iron horses roared past, and the sharp ring-headed knives brought blood.
At the same time, a big flag with "Zhao" on it floated. On the back of a white horse, the eight-foot-tall and majestic Zhao Yun was holding a silver gentian gun and looking around. Wherever he looked, there was no one. Dare to look into his eyes.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, the foreign soldiers would never have imagined that the young man in white robes in front of them was so fierce. When he waved his spear, no one dared to use his edge——
His gun was too fast.
Even the eagle shooters who are famous for their extraordinary eyesight on the grassland can only see bright silver lines as their spears fly.
Silver spear and white horse Zhao Zilong!
Looking at the guns flying in the sky, Du Quan felt desperate. Apart from the ever-victorious general who was "full of courage", he really couldn't think of anyone who could bring such great pressure to him, just like the Lu Bu he met yesterday. , just looking at it from a distance can make the hairs stand on end.
On the side, Zhou Tian stared, and the hand holding the spear was sweating: "Is this Zhao Yun?! Doesn't Changshan Kingdom belong to Youzhou... No, isn't it in Jizhou? How could he appear here? Bingzhou!"
Isn't this Zhao Yun?
The two looked at each other. According to the historical process, Zhao Yun should have taken refuge with the White Horse General Gongsun Zan. He served as Du Bo under his command and was not reused. Finally, he served under Uncle Liu Huang several times and started a legendary life.
However, the pressure brought by the white-robed young man in front of him was no less than that of facing Lu Bu. He was also good at using a spear, and with his handsome appearance, who else could he be?
"Isn't it Lu Li who went to Changshan Kingdom to cut off Gongsun Zan's penis?"
Zhou Tian's mind was active, and he instantly thought of a possibility. Although he had only met briefly, it was not difficult to see that the other party was thriving in the Bingzhou Army. When he was trapped in a tight siege, Lu Bu came to rescue him. I'm afraid he was deeply affected. Ding Yuan's favor.
"It must be so!"
Du Quan held a broadsword with a ring head and stared straight ahead, wary of Zhao Yun's attack.
In fact, Du Quan felt a burst of sadness in his heart when he thought that this fateful enemy had successfully embraced him and that he was now in a desperate situation.
If he had not betrayed the governor Zhang Yi and had not taken refuge with King Zuo Xian, he should have been able to join the army camp and become brothers with these two legendary figures, Lu Bu and Zhang Liao, right?
Just as his thoughts were racing, Zhao Yun, who was playing the role of the God of Death to harvest lives, felt something in his heart. He suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of Du Quan and Zhou Tian.
The moment he met Zhao Yun's gaze, Zhou Tian felt a chill down his spine, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He gritted his teeth and roared in his heart: I am the executioner of Whitechapel, a warrior who walked out of the meat grinder of Arnhem!
Death is not terrible.
But he must not die like a soldier!
At this thought, he raised his eyes and stared ahead, clutching the spear in his hand, and said solemnly: "Brother, our journey to the Eastern Han Dynasty is over here."
"Thank you for traveling thousands of miles and bringing your troops to join me."
"Hahaha, just start over in the next world." Du Quan couldn't stop laughing, "Speaking of it, it's not shameful to be Lu Bu and Zhang Liao's opponent and die under Zhao Yun's gun in the end!"
"Who in the world can enjoy this kind of treatment?"
After he finished speaking, he added in his mind:
Brother Tian, after the Battle of Arnhem, I only got 800 learning points, and resurrection requires 1,000 points. Only you transferred 2,000 points without saying a word. I, Du Quan, will remember this kindness for the rest of my life!
Thinking of this, he raised his head and stared ahead. Zhao Yun's bravery and power could no longer shake his confidence...
In addition, only those who understand the fighting spirit will know how powerful they are after entering this realm. Among everyone present, he is the only one who can be called a true general and is qualified to fight.
At this time, Zhao Yun had already noticed Zhou and Du. In fact, this remnant army was mainly composed of Qiang and Huns. Two Han people suddenly appeared. It was difficult not to notice them.
Not only that, looking at the postures of these two people, you can tell that they are not taking it easy——
The soldiers were running desperately, but they were the only ones sitting on the divine horse, staring directly at themselves, with fighting intent and a will to die in their eyes.
After casually picking and killing two foreign soldiers, Zhao Yun suddenly put away his spear and shouted loudly on horseback:
"Surrender and avoid death!"
Where the tip of the spear pointed, a Hun soldier swallowed his saliva, forcibly stopped his shaking body, and shouted in blunt Chinese: "General, spare your life!"
Seeing this, Zhao Yun smiled disdainfully and put away the silver gentian spear. The Xiongnu soldiers immediately turned over from the supine position, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed: "Thank you general for not killing. Thank you for not killing him." kindness!"
"I am the vanguard of Duke Ding, Changshan Zhao Zilong."
As soon as the words fell, shouts came one after another from the dark crowd on the left and right:
"The general is mighty! The general is mighty!"
Zhou Tian tilted his head and glanced, frowning slightly. Weapons, armor, and military flags were scattered everywhere, and most of the surrenderers were Qiang people. Many Huns were still holding weapons and standing on the same spot——
They are the warriors given to Du Quan by King Zuo Xian. If they return to the grassland, Du Quan will be the clan leader. Now that King Zuo Xian, King Gu Li and Captain Wan Qi have all been killed, they have only this one to rely on.
Therefore, don’t surrender!
"I will inform you of your name."
At this time, Zhao Yun raised the silver gentian gun in his hand and said loudly: "You are qualified to let me know your name."
"Hebei Du Quan!" Du Quan's eyes were solemn as he reported his true identity.
For him, betraying the governor Zhang Yi is a stain that cannot be washed away. If this is the case, then his death will be wiped out. At this moment, he stands as a military general and fights Zhao Yun fairly——
Each general has his own master, and dying in battle is his fate. Moreover, he is fighting against the man he once admired most. What's so scary?
On the contrary, the fighting spirit began to rise in his heart, and he clenched the ring-headed sword in his hand, while the YaZi behind him kept roaring, as if to announce that he was ready to find a glimmer of hope in a desperate situation.
Looking at the strange beast with the body of a jackal and the head of a dragon, a trace of solemnity flashed in Zhao Yun's eyes. The opponent was not easy and would be difficult to defeat within ten seconds.
As for Zhou Tian.
To this day, he still has not understood the spirit of war, and his determination to die is powerless.
"I was originally a Han general, but I turned into a thief."
With a sigh full of regret, Zhao Yun rushed forward with the force of thousands of troops.
clang!
Snow dust rose into the sky.
The sound of gold and iron clashing was deafening.
Ten together, undefeated.
Twenty combined, undefeated.
Thirty-sixth combination, Yaizhen bows his head.
Gentian's bright silver spear penetrated Du Quan's chest, and immediately afterwards, the sound of flesh and blood being separated was heard.
There was only one fire phoenix flapping its wings in the center of the battlefield.
