Chapter 559 Chishui
Zhao Yun had no idea that the water bank he just walked through would have such a trap.
It can only be said that Huang Tian protected him and made him safe and sound.
But even when walking on solid soil, the mud still hindered the speed of these Heji knights.
By the time Zhao Yun and the others rushed through the water, a line of defense had been set up on the right side.
Fighting in front and arrowing in the back, the formation remains firm and motionless.
Obviously, this is a stronger army than the Xuantu Army.
At this time, Zhao Yun had lost the opportunity, allowing the Liaodong Army to be fully prepared, but at this time Zhao Yun could no longer retreat.
Although he didn't know that there was a deep pit in the water behind him, even if he walked the same path again, it would kill these Heji knights.
Because there are archers on the opposite side now.
In this way, Zhao Yun shouted:
"Rush!"
The Heji knight behind him hesitated for a moment, but still chose to follow Zhao Yun into the battle again.
They didn't know exactly what mission the king gave Zhao Yun, they only knew to follow Zhao Yun and continue to fight.
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The arrows of the Liaodong Army were fierce and cruel, causing considerable casualties to the Heji knights.
In order to avoid suffering more arrows, many Heji knights carried arrows and attacked the archers of the Liaodong Army directly.
But at this moment, stacks of ropes were thrown from the enemy formation and tied directly to the Heji knights on the outside.
These knights from Neijun had never seen this kind of method before. They were caught off guard and were pulled off their horses and dragged into the formation.
Not long after, the heads of these Heji knights were picked up high by bamboo poles.
Along with this, there were bursts of shouts and abuses from the Hu Yi. If anyone understands what they say, you can listen to them mockingly saying that these Han people are easier to catch than stupid yellow sheep.
This scene fell into Zhao Yun's eyes, and his teeth were cracked. He shouted loudly, used all his strength, and smashed the corpse of a Han cavalry over, causing it to fall to the ground.
Then Zhao Yun rushed towards the gap. When he reached the front, four spears were thrust at him from the opposite side at the same time.
Zhao Yun clamped the four spears with one arm, then twisted his waist and used force to break these spears.
But Zhao Yun could care about the top, but not the bottom.
In a painful cry, Zhao Yun's war horse was about to come to an end.
It glanced at Zhao Yun with nostalgia, and with two spears on its abdomen, it knelt down and put Zhao Yun down, and then rushed towards the Ge formation in front.
The spearman of Hu Han Ge at the front was hit and vomited blood. The formation was scattered for a while, but Zhao Yun's horse never got up again.
After seeing two such scenes in a row, Zhao Yun couldn't stand it anymore, and his anger was filled to the point of twelve.
With the iron bone flower in his left hand and the long sword in his right hand, he rushed into the formation, first kicked over a man holding a spear, and then hit the man's Tianling Cap with the iron bone flower in his left hand.
But Tiegu Duoxia's screams did not quell Zhao Yun's anger, but only increased his murderous intention.
Zhao Yun has always been very measured in killing people, because he always felt that killing people could not solve the problem, and leading troops was not just to kill people, but to accomplish the set tactical and strategic goals.
But at this moment, Zhao Yun wanted to kill someone.
He continued to stride forward, and the knife in his right hand directly picked off the hand tendon of a barbarian opposite him, and then used Tie Guduo to deal with it.
In this way, Zhao Yun moved forward, killing someone with every step he took.
Every time a person is killed, his skull will be crushed with an iron bone flower.
At this moment, he understood why Xu Huang always liked to cut off his enemies in half with a big axe.
Without him, it is simply to make these enemies taste fear.
Zhao Yun's martial prowess has been praised throughout the ages. Now, driven by the anger and hatred of the wind, his twelve points of martial prowess have been increased by three points.
Under such circumstances, how can the defense line deployed on the right side hold up.
And with Zhao Yun's bravery, more and more Heji knights rushed in.
They followed Zhao Yun's example and smashed the iron bone flowers condescendingly. There were explosions and cruel laughter everywhere.
At this moment, humans are nothing more than beasts.
When the Heji knight behind passed Zhao Yun, a majestic soldier led a war horse and said to Zhao Yun:
"Captain, mount your horse!"
Zhao Yun got on his horse, pulled out a piece of horse silk from the corpse of a Han soldier, and then rushed to the front with his horse.
With the help of war horses and no enemy array, Zhao Yun was like a dragon covering the sea at this moment, unstoppable.
No one is Zhao Yun's enemy, and the defense line on the right wing can only retreat steadily, and finally collapse.
When Zhao Yun led more than ten Heji knights through the military formation, he saw only one young warrior standing alone under the flag.
There was fearlessness, stubbornness, and unyieldingness on his face.
The Heji knights beside Zhao Yun crossed directly to the rear and finally surrounded the warrior.
In the end, only Zhao Yun was left standing in front, echoing this person from afar.
The warrior wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Zhao Yun. It was rare that Zhao Yun spoke:
"I will give you a way of death from the Wu family, so there is no need to say more."
The warrior nodded slowly, took a deep breath, held the ring-shou sword in both hands, and rushed towards Zhao Yun.
Zhao Yun did not move, and just waited for the opponent to rush over. When the opponent was only five steps away, Zhao Yun moved with his horse, and the horse in his hand directly cut through the opponent's neck.
As the warrior's head flew out, there was a sad voice: "No!"
Zhao Yun followed the voice and looked forward. Under the gradually thinning rain, a middle-aged warrior wearing gorgeous armor was kneeling on the ground in despair.
Those two words just now were uttered by this person.
Its sound was shrill and shrill, like a cuckoo crying blood, but Zhao Yun turned a deaf ear and remained unmoved.
He still charged forward, and he still broke through all obstacles, but Zhao Yun's charge this time was not as smooth as before.
Because the elite weapons and equipment of the Liaodong Army, Su Shen Jianbu, had already returned for reinforcements.
As heavy arrows continued to shoot at Zhao Yun and other riders, many knights were hit by arrows and fell off their horses. Even Zhao Yun's saddlebags were shot down. They were all dressed up and looked as handsome as women.
But at this time, Zhao Yun had already charged to a place only a hundred steps away from the Liaodong Army's front army.
Liu Yi's only son had just died, and he died in front of him. He looked at Zhao Yun with extremely hateful eyes, and uttered the most vicious curse in his mouth:
"You, I want you to die badly."
He was worried that Su Shen's heavy arrow would kill Zhao Yun at once, so he directly asked them not to use arrows, so they tied him up with a rope and captured him alive. He wanted to cut the criminal who killed his son into pieces with a thousand knives.
As a result, more than ten nooses were scattered around Zhao Yun like a dense net, but they were all pushed aside by Zhao Yun.
At this time, Zhao Yun suddenly said something, but the sound exploded like thunder:
"This is Zhao Zilong from Changshan. Don't forget who gave it to you when you get down there."
After saying this, Zhao Yun rushed over without hesitation.
But not long after these words were spoken, the earth suddenly shook violently.
Then the thunderous sound of horse hooves came rushing from the north.
Soon, from the rain curtain from the north, a black army of knights crashed into the Liaodong Army battalions like waves.
Obviously, the Taishan Army's Feilong Army and other assault cavalry battalions finally assembled and came over to kill.
Three thousand cavalry, what a size of cavalry this is!
The world was shaking at this moment, and all the resistance of the Liaodong Army at this time seemed very ridiculous in the face of such a huge impact.
At this point, the dust has settled.
……
Liu Yi slashed at a Taishan soldier with his sword, but was knocked back by the opponent's sword.
The huge force made Liu Yi stagger back a few steps, but he still stabilized his stance.
At this moment, Liu Yi no longer had the demeanor of the first general in Liaodong, he was weak and helpless.
But the unyielding look in his eyes was just like his son's, stubborn and compelling.
The Taishan Army had formed a circle around Liu Yi. Under the banner, all the solemn soldiers who had been guarding the banner had been shot to death, and the corpses were piled three layers around the banner.
Looking at the battlefield, as the rain stopped, those Liaodong troops were driven to the north bank of Xiaoliao River like wild dogs, where they were finally slaughtered.
During this process, Liaodong troops continued to try to wade into the water, but they were all shot to death in the water.
Just like that, corpses were floating on the water in Xiaoliao.
On the other side, follow-up reinforcements with the banner of the Liaodong Army had arrived, but they could no longer cross the shore and could only watch in confusion as Paoze on the other side was slaughtered.
Zhao Yun did not kill Liu Yi, but other captains such as Li Hu also knowingly gave the trophy to Zhao Yun.
At this time, looking at Liu Yi who was holding the Huanshou sword and trying to protect the big banner, Zhao Yun said with emotion:
"I'll give you a chance. You just ordered not to shoot me, and I'll retaliate. Now you have the chance to pick up a knife and fight me, or kill yourself. Of course, if you choose to surrender, I will accept it. But I will be disappointed and look down on you.”
Liu Yi looks like an evil ghost and says fiercely:
"I really hate it. I should have shot you to death with an arrow at that time. I curse you, you will die more miserably than me! I will wait below."
After saying that, Liu Yijie was smiling.
Zhao Yun's face flashed with anger, but he still felt that he had fulfilled his promise.
He dismounted, also holding only a ring-headed sword, and then walked towards Liu Yi.
Compared with Liu Yi's way of holding the knife, Zhao Yun is very casual, with the tip of the knife pointing downwards.
Liu Yi suddenly changed his blade and stabbed Zhao Yun on the neck.
But it was Liu Yi who struck first, but Zhao Yun's sword arrived first and struck Liu Yi directly on the wrist holding the sword.
Liu Yi's wrist hurt, but he was not injured, but the Huanshou knife fell from his hand.
Looking more closely, it turns out that Zhao Yun's sword has not even been pulled out of its scabbard.
Liu Yi glanced at Zhao Yun desperately, knowing that he could not avenge his son.
After losing hope, all his strength was drained away, and finally he fell in front of the big banner.
"touch"
Zhao Yun used his foot to kick Liu Yi's Huanshou Dao to him again, and the meaning was self-evident.
But Liu Yi shook his head and smiled bitterly.
He first glanced at the sky, then looked south at his hometown, and finally shouted:
"Brothers, wait for me!"
After saying that, he cut himself with a horizontal knife, and his blood splashed on the crimson paper, making it more vivid.
Liu Yi and two thousand soldiers and horses from Liaodong destroyed the Xiaoliao River.
That day, Xiaoliao River was floating on red water.
(End of chapter)