Chapter 158 There Is Something Wrong with This Person Named Zhao Yun!
Soon, under the leadership of Gu Rubing, the army left Zibo City and began to march toward the southwest in a mighty manner. The fierce horses howled in the west wind, and their fighting spirit was extremely high!
finally.
Marching at full speed, Gu Rubing led his troops to arrive near Yuling in less than two hours.
When the Qingzhou army appeared on the horizon, they were immediately noticed by the yellow turban sentry on the front line who was responsible for looking out. A look of astonishment suddenly appeared on the face of the yellow turban sentry.
However, the Yellow Turban Sentinel didn't have time to think too much and immediately sounded the horn as a warning.
"Enemy attack!"
"Enemy attack!"
"Enemy attack!"
The desolate and solemn sound of the horn immediately swept through the entire camp. Upon hearing the sound of the horn, the Yellow Turban soldiers immediately began to put on their clothes in a hurry.
Seeing the endless Yellow Turban camp not far away, Gu Rubing's eyes were cold and he slowly raised the sword in his hand.
The moment the long sword was raised, the momentum of the army behind Gu Rubing suddenly changed. Each of them showed their sharp edges, like tigers and wolves, with murderous intent spreading on their bodies!
The long sword cuts down!
Gu Rubing shouted sharply: "The three armies obey the order and charge!"
The moment Gu Rubing's voice fell, the murderous intent of the 10,000 Qingzhou army had completely overflowed like a bursting tide!
The Qingzhou army roared one after another and charged towards the Yellow Turban camp. Their armor was as thick as a wall, and their hands were as long as branches. They charged towards the Yellow Turban camp with indomitable momentum!
"Form up an arrow array to defend against the enemy!"
Seeing the Qingzhou Army charging towards them, a Yellow Turban general immediately roared loudly.
After hearing this, the Yellow Turban Army immediately formed an airtight battle formation. The Peng Pai soldiers in the first row held Peng Pai high, like a Great Wall, lying in front of the Qingzhou Army!
At the same time, the archers behind Peng Paibing immediately drew their bows and stood ready to watch the charging Qingzhou army. As long as the Qingzhou army came within shooting range, they would immediately usher in the most violent arrow formation offensive!
True.
For an elite division like Qingzhou Xiaozhu, the lethality of the Yellow Turban Archers' arrows is extremely limited. However, the Yellow Turban Archers are so numerous that their arrow array can really be described as airtight!
"Charge the formation and destroy the fortress, I will take the lead, follow me to kill!"
At this moment, a loud shout echoed through the sky!
Zhao Yun was wearing silver armor, with a white robe fluttering in the wind behind his back, and his starry eyes were filled with murderous intent!
He holds a gentian silver spear that is one foot, three feet and seven inches long, and rides on a jade lion that illuminates the night. He charges at the forefront with a majestic appearance and a powerful weapon!
And closely behind Zhao Yun were three thousand Changshan Iron Cavalry, each of them unparalleled in strength. Under the clang of their iron hooves, they rolled up dust all over the ground. Their armor and iron horses swallowed thousands of miles like a tiger!
Seeing this scene, netizens in the live broadcast room immediately fixed their eyes on Zhao Yun.
Zhao Yun, who was already extremely heroic, led his cavalry to charge at this moment. Although he was filled with murderous intent, the sound of thousands of galloping horses and the hunting white robe behind Zhao Yun made Zhao Yun even more majestic!
The barrages in the live broadcast room are constantly flowing!
"Oh my god! I have to admit that before, Zhao Yun's appearance was only one point inferior to mine, but now that Zhao Yun is leading his army to charge, with his white robe fluttering, his gun drawn, and his horse riding, he is really amazing, and he is comparable to me!"
"Can you please show me your face? If you look like this, I'll cut off your head and use it as a urinal for you!"
"The key is that the name is also cool, Zhao Yun, Zhao Zilong, holy shit, this name feels so cool!"
During the heated discussion in the live broadcast room, the three thousand Changshan cavalry led by Zhao Yun had already taken the lead in rushing into the range of the Yellow Turban archers!
"court death!"
Seeing this scene, the Yellow Turban general's expression changed slightly, and he immediately shouted: "Fire the arrow! Fire the arrow quickly!"
Hearing these words, the yellow turban archers who had already had their arrows ready to go immediately stopped hesitating. With the sound of thunder from their bows, countless arrows instantly formed an arrow curtain and shot through the air at the charging three thousand cavalry!
"drive!"
Facing the sky full of arrows, Zhao Yun's eyes were sharp, he clenched the reins with his right hand, and suddenly shouted loudly, and the night jade lion under his crotch made a long hiss, and speeded up again, almost turning into a white shadow!
Keng! Keng! Keng!
The silver gentian spear in Zhao Yun's hand swept past, and the cold light turned into a flash. The arrows that struck through the air suddenly made a clanging sound, and were directly deflected by the spear, sinking deeply into the soil!
Zhao Yun faced the sky full of arrows, and his speed became faster and faster. Almost instantly, he crossed the arrow screen and flew towards the Yellow Turban army!
Seeing this scene, netizens in the live broadcast room were a little shocked.
But before they could react, Zhao Yun had already rushed to the front of the Yellow Turban army!
And the moment Zhao Yun arrived in front of the army formation!
The gentian bright silver gun in his right hand, which shone with cold light, also turned into a bright and incomparable cold light, and suddenly attacked Peng Pai, who was held high in front of him!
Along with the shrill sound of breaking through the sky, the gentian bright silver gun directly hit Peng Pai!
Click!
The usually indestructible Black Iron Peng Pai was like a thin piece of paper. It couldn't resist even for a moment. In an instant, it was blasted to pieces by the gentian bright silver spear!
The spear moved forward without hesitation, and after penetrating Peng Pai, it continued forward, and then penetrated the yellow scarf soldier's cloth armor, and then penetrated the body, and blood suddenly splashed out!
next moment.
Under everyone's dumbfounded gaze.
Zhao Yun used the spear inserted in the corpse of the Yellow Turban Soldier as a support point and jumped up from the Yezhao Jade Lion. He stood horizontally in the air and stepped heavily on a row of Peng Pai with his feet, using Peng Pai as the ground!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Accompanied by several shaking sounds, the yellow scarf soldier holding Peng Pai let out a muffled groan, with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth. He was thrown away by the astonishing force, fell backwards heavily, and fell to the ground!
When Zhao Yun returned to the horse, a huge gap had been opened in Peng's formation two meters in front of him!
Only then did Zhao Yun pull out the gentian silver spear from the first yellow scarf soldier and continue to attack forward without stopping!
Seeing this scene, netizens in the live broadcast room were stunned!
Several Yellow Turban generals also had shocked expressions on their faces and couldn't believe their eyes!
After reacting, a yellow turban general immediately shouted: "Get in! Stop him!"
After he finished speaking, he glanced at the dozen other Yellow Turban generals beside him. A dozen of them immediately attacked Zhao Yun with their swords drawn and their horses drawn.
Hearing this, the Yellow Turban soldiers suppressed the tremors in their hearts. Immediately, several more Yellow Turban soldiers clenched their spears, blocked in front of Zhao Yun, roared, raised their spears, and stabbed at the horses under Zhao Yun's crotch.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Yun's eyes were extremely cold, he clamped the horse with both legs, and tightened the reins with his left hand. The Yezhao Jade Lion immediately jumped up carrying Zhao Yun!
The next moment, the Yezhao Jade Lion fell from the mid-air, and its front hooves heavily stepped on the head of a Yellow Turban Soldier!
The moment he fell, the Yezhao Jade Lion's iron hooves crushed his head open, blood mixed with brains splattered, it was extremely cruel!
When the horse landed, the spear in Zhao Yun's hand turned into a white bolt and swept out!
Keng! Keng! Keng!
A series of sonorous sounds exploded!
The next second, the Yellow Turban soldier who had just surrounded him spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was swept away by a gunshot. He flew two or three meters away before falling to the ground with a bang, killing him on the spot!
But at this moment, more than a dozen Yellow Turban generals had also raided, and the distance between them and Zhao Yun was already very close!
"Go to hell!"
More than a dozen Yellow Turban generals shouted loudly, with extremely ferocious expressions. They charged forward on horseback, holding their swords high in the air with a cold light shining at Zhao Yun. Then they slashed down with a bang, slashing down to cut Zhao Yun into pieces!
The Yellow Turban Army also took advantage of the situation and stepped on the corpse in front of them, swarmed up, pointed their spears at Zhao Yun, and stabbed out fiercely!
At the moment when countless swords and spears were about to kill him, Zhao Yun's eyes were as bright as a heavenly sword, his head and horns were majestic, his body was full of energy and blood, the silver armor on his male body was bloody, and the silver gentian gun in his hand swept out again!
The bright spear light burst out from the gun body, carrying an unstoppable momentum and sweeping over the countless spears that were attacking!
Zhengzhengzheng!
The sound of fighting instantly exploded!
Wherever the gun blade passed, countless long spears of the Yellow Turban Soldiers were shot out. They were unable to block Zhao Yun's silver gentian spear for even a second. Under the huge force, his whole body flew backwards and fell to the ground.
Then!
Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!
Just when the heavy swords in the hands of a group of Yellow Turban generals were about to slash Zhao Yun, the spears finally swept in and blocked the blades of the Yellow Turban generals!
On top of a long spear, there are more than a dozen heavy knives as black as ink, but these dozen heavy black knives are blocked tightly and cannot get even an inch closer!
All the Yellow Turban generals looked shocked. They couldn't believe that Zhao Yun, holding a gun with one hand, could actually stop the heavy swords of more than a dozen of them!
"ah……"
The next moment, Zhao Yun's eyes flashed with a stern look, he roared violently, and with a fierce force, the spear in his hand suddenly faced the blades of more than a dozen heavy knives and was raised upwards!
All the Yellow Turban generals felt a strong wind-like force coming towards them. Their energy and blood suddenly surged, and their mouths cracked. They could no longer hold on, and all their heavy knives came out!
Under this immense force, they were knocked off their horses and fell several steps backward on the ground!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Every time they took a step back, the ground beneath their feet cracked like a spider web!
One shot can defeat tens of thousands of troops!
Netizens in the live broadcast room were still stunned!
"drive!"
Zhao Yun shouted, raised his gun and mounted his horse, directly attacking the yellow turban generals who were shot down from their horses!
The gun flashed, and the Yellow Turban general closest to Zhao Yun couldn't even react. He only saw a bit of cold light, and then his head was shattered by a gun!
Zhao Yun did not pause, drew out his spear in an instant, slapped both sides of the horse with his legs, and once again galloped towards the next yellow turban general, unstoppable!
The sound of the Yezhao Jade Lion's horse hooves kept ringing, and Zhao Yun swerved left and right. In just a short moment, more than a dozen Yellow Turban generals and some Yellow Turban soldiers blocking the road were all pierced by spear blades, and blood spurted out!
"Which of you dares to do it again?!"
After piercing the body of the last Yellow Turban general, Zhao Yun pulled out the silver gentian spear. The white tassel had been dyed red with blood. He looked at the densely packed Yellow Turban army in front of him, crossed the gun and shouted loudly.
No one answered!
All the Yellow Turban Army members were already filled with fear, and their eyes looking at Zhao Yun were full of fear!
Netizens in the live broadcast room felt chilled and horrified when they saw this scene!
Time seemed to freeze for two or three seconds!
Two or three seconds later, the live broadcast room exploded!
"This... what is this horse riding on?!"
"One man can defeat a thousand armies? Damn it?"
"I'm so stupid! This guy named Zhao Yun is so young. I feel like he is younger than me. Is he so fierce???"
"This scene seems familiar to me! I saw it at Hulao Pass!"
"There's something wrong with this guy called Zhao Yun! Even though he looks like Lu Bu, he actually has the courage of Lu Bu in terms of force? Damn it?!"
"Gongsun Zan randomly sent troops to surrender from Changshan. The leader was so fierce. Does Gongsun Zan know?"
"In this horse-riding game, is the value of force directly proportional to the value of appearance?"
"???I was the first one to refuse when I opened my trumpet!"
It can be said that netizens were completely shocked. Although they thought Zhao Yun was handsome, they did not connect Zhao Yun with the fierce general at all.
After all, although Zhao Yun has a majestic appearance, in the final analysis he is just a little-known soldier from Changshan, and he is still too young and has only just begun to show his prowess.
But at this moment, seeing Zhao Yun directly cutting through the Yellow Turban formation with his own strength, single-handedly killing more than a dozen Yellow Turban generals in an instant, making them almost untouchable, they could be said to be completely stunned. Got it!
At this moment, Changshan's cavalry, dressed in military armor, finally rushed to the front of the military formation. With their armor and horses, they moved forward with weapons and directly charged into the military formation that was torn apart by Zhao Yun alone!
In an instant, thousands of horses roared together with great momentum. Under the iron hoof charge, countless Yellow Turban soldiers howled miserably and were directly knocked away. Then, they were traversed by spears in mid-air, and their blood was sprinkled in the sky!
"kill!"
Zhao Yun gave a sharp shout and clapped his horse out, leading three thousand Changshan cavalry. They were determined to completely defeat the enemy with this powerful warrior!
For an army composed of refugees like the Yellow Turbans, the iron cavalry has a huge crushing advantage. The iron cavalry charges rampantly and is almost irresistible!
Those heavily armored soldiers could still resist for a while, but these yellow turban soldiers wearing leather armor and some even clothed in civilian clothes had no power to fight back!
The iron hooves charged and crushed them. Countless Yellow Turban troops were trampled to death without even being able to react. The battle formation, which was originally like the Great Wall, was smashed by the cavalry in an instant and was on the verge of collapse!
Zhao Yun was still charging at the front, deep into the enemy sea, dashing left and right, and instantly rushed in front of a yellow turban general!
As soon as the giant hammer in the Yellow Turban general's hand was raised, Zhao Yun's silver gentian spear in Zhao Yun's hand was like a whirlwind. It spun 360 degrees, and the cold light swept over and pierced directly into the chest of the Yellow Turban general!
boom!
The seemingly indestructible heavy armor looked fragile in front of Zhao Yun's gentian silver spear, and was directly blasted to pieces!
Suddenly, blood spurted out and blood mist rose!
Zhao Yun drew out his spear and continued to fly forward, his eyes cold, his white robe fluttering in the wind behind him, he was invincible!
At this time, netizens were almost speechless when they saw this scene!
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