when! when!
Two extremely clear collision sounds were heard, and Zhao Yun waved his spear, defusing Zhu Qiao's offensive very casually.
"How can it be!"
Zhu Qiao clearly remembered that when Zhao Yun faced this move before, he had almost no power to fight back!
"Come again!"
Zhu Qiao still refused to give up and attacked with both swords again. He did not believe that Zhao Yun's strength could match his.
The sound of weapons clashing continued to be heard, but unlike before, the sound became weaker and weaker.
Every time Zhu Qiao swung with all his strength, Zhao Yun easily defused them, and even the power Zhao Yun used became weaker and weaker.
"Huh...huh..."
Zhu Qiao was so tired that he was sweating profusely and panting heavily.
Every time it's like hitting cotton, I have all my strength but can't exert it!
On the other hand, Zhao Yun was calm and composed, with a faint smile on his face, as if he had not fought at all.
"How is it? Do you still want to fight?"
Zhu Qiao's cheeks twitched. Zhao Yun's words were too humiliating for him!
After all, Zhu Qiao was the leader of his clan. How could he let others trample on him unscrupulously? He would rather die in battle than suffer such humiliation!
"Die!"
The angrier you are, the easier it is to lose your mind. Zhu Qiao was completely blinded by anger.
Zhu Qiao's swordsmanship was mediocre, but now it was even more outrageous. He simply relied on his strength to swing, hoping to hit Zhao Yun with his sword.
despair! despair!
Zhu Qiao was already at the end of his game, so Zhao Yun stopped teasing him and knocked away Zhu Qiao's swords cleanly, and then the spear stopped in front of his neck.
The spear only needs to be pushed forward slightly, and Zhu Qiao will die immediately.
"Why, I clearly defeated you last time!"
Zhu Qiao was completely unable to accept the fact before him. Zhao Yun, who had been beaten by him before and fled, now casually captured him alive!
At this moment, Liu Zhangce went immediately and came to Zhao Yun's side.
Looking at Zhu Qiao, who was full of doubts about life, he couldn't help but smile and shake his head.
"The IQ of you barbarians is really worrying. Didn't Yongzheng tell you? This will be a false defeat."
"Fake it! Do you understand it?"
Zhu Qiao's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at Liu Zhang with an even more shocked expression.
"Could it be that Zhao Yun can't defeat me even if he can't defeat me?"
In Zhu Qiao's mind, Liu Zhang's defeat was false, and it was true that Zhao Yun could not defeat him, so he dared to go forward alone.
Liu Zhang's words completely changed his perception.
"You are really naive! Didn't Yongzheng say that Zhao Yun was invincible in defeating the Central Plains? What do you think you have, and can deter the Central Plains with force?"
Zhu Qiao was speechless when asked. Indeed, for a while, Zhu Qiao claimed to be the world's top military force.
"Here, look at that."
Liu Zhang shook his head to the side and motioned Zhu Qiao to look in this direction.
Zhu Qiao turned his head, and a picture deeply stimulated his vision.
"Meng Kun!"
I saw Meng Kun kneeling on the ground, and Tai Shici shot him through! Looking at it like this, he is already dead and cannot die anymore.
Zhu Qiao shuddered, Meng Kun's death completely woke him up, and he completely understood the situation in front of him.
Is this the end for me?
Zhu Qiao suddenly felt despair. Meng Kun was already dead, so could Liu Zhang let him go?
Seeing the corpses of barbarians everywhere in the camp, Zhu Qiao suddenly felt extremely regretful.
Why? Why are you going against Liu Zhang?
"Zhu Qiao, why don't you dismount and accept surrender?"
But Zhu Qiao, who was trapped in a tight siege, still didn't give up. There are currently 100,000 barbarians in the camp, and Liu Zhang only has 60,000. In terms of military strength, the barbarians still have a huge advantage.
"Liu Zhang, don't be too proud. It's not certain who will win and who will lose! We barbarian warriors are all born warriors, and now we are two against one. Do you think you can win surely?"
Zhu Qiao firmly believed that as long as he could withstand the first wave of attacks by the Yizhou Army, the balance of victory would gradually tip to the side of the barbarians.
"Oh? You are quite confident, but this confidence seems to only exist in the belief of your Zhu Rong clan!"
"What's the meaning?"
Zhu Qiao was troubled by Liu Zhang's fearless appearance, especially the smile that always hung on his lips, which seemed to have determined the outcome of this war.
"Here..."
Liu Zhang raised his chin again, signaling Zhu Qiao to look behind him.
You don't know it by looking at it. When he saw it, he was startled. Zhu Qiao immediately understood where Liu Zhang's confidence came from.
Yong Jie has run away!
Among the barbarians who were still fighting bloody battles in the camp, only thousands of warriors from the Zhu Rong clan were left.
It's just that this bloody strategy is embarrassing. All the Yizhou troops are extremely brave. The barbarian warriors that Zhuqiao is proud of can only run away without any power to fight back.
"Damn Yong Jie! Sure enough, none of their Yong clan is good!"
Judging from the situation at the rear, Yongjie must have ordered a retreat when he rushed out, completely selling the Zhu Rong clan to the camp.
First it was Yongzheng, Yongkai and his son, and then Yongjie. Zhu Rong mistrusted the Yong family twice in a row.
Yong Jie ran away and Meng Kun was killed. So what happened to Meng Kun's barbarian army?
Zhu Qiao quickly looked aside and saw that the armored cavalry had smashed Meng Kun's barbarian army into pieces, and the barbarians were being massacred!
It's over, everything is over!
This time, the failure of not only the Yong clan, but also the Zhu Rong clan and the Meng clan would even affect the entire barbarian clan.
These 100,000 elites already constitute the majority of the barbarian tribe's strength. If they are all lost here, even without Liu Zhang going out to fight, hundreds of thousands of barbarians will freeze to death and starve to death in one winter!
The barbarians who were lucky enough to survive would have no choice but to huddle in the future, fearing that they would not be able to compete with the Han people in the next hundred years.
"Heaven, earth! Are you going to abandon us barbarians?"
Zhu Qiao was in grief. He never expected that it would end like this. He never expected that the barbarians would be destroyed by their own hands!
"Yongshi! Yongjie! You must die a good death!"
Zhu Qiao hated himself, why did he believe Yong Jie's lies again? Now he just wishes he couldn't kill this beast Yongjie!
Barbarians, it is true that the Yong family succeeds and the Yong family fails!
"Zhu Qiao, are you willing to surrender to me?"
Seeing the desperate Zhu Qiao, Liu Zhang once again asked him to surrender.
After this battle, the elite barbarian tribes in Yizhou County and Yongchang County were almost completely wiped out.
Meng Kun is dead. If he kills Zhu Qiao again, it will be equivalent to truly forming an sworn enemy with the barbarians.
This is definitely not conducive to Liu Zhang's grand goal of incorporating the entire barbarian tribe.
After this war ends, the Yong clan will be completely destroyed, and the barbarians will lose their only support.
A series of problems such as food and survival will follow one after another. This is also a great opportunity for Liu Zhang to conquer the barbarians!
I believe that this defeat and Meng Kun's death have completely frightened Zhu Qiao and even the entire barbarian tribe, making it difficult for them to resist anymore.
Once Zhuqiao's entire clan surrenders, it will definitely send a powerful signal to the barbarians.
