I am the God of War Lu Bu

Chapter 442 Race to kill!Enter Pound!
Chapter 443 Race and Fight!Enter Pound!
Under the influence of Zhang Yang and Zhang Liao's competition to kill the Hun cavalry, the Hun cavalry who were already powerless to resist.

Sudden decline at a more terrifying speed.

In less than two hours, the desolate hillside and snowy ground were full of the wreckage and corpses of the Huns.

The silvery snow was even more sprinkled with the blood of the Huns.

"For a while, it's inextricably linked?"

"It's a joy to kill the Xiongnu with my uncle today!" Zhang Liao saw that there were only a few Xiongnu at the end of the count, so he stopped the game immediately.

Zhang Yang was panting heavily, his left and right hands were already trembling slightly.

The quiver behind the back has been empty for countless times, and the Xiongnu couldn't resist them killing them in a blink of an eye.

All of a sudden, Zhang Yang felt that the depression that had been pent up in his heart these days was swept away.

After calming down, Zhang Yang understood Zhang Liao's intentions.

"Wenyuan, thanks to you, otherwise I would be so angry, I don't know what trouble I will cause in the future." Zhang Yang wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked at Zhang Liao gratefully.

"It doesn't matter, I also felt depressed a few days ago."

"The so-called depression is a panic for us generals. We just need to go to the battlefield and kill it. It's not a big deal." When Zhang Liao glanced at the Huns everywhere, this scene It can be described as extremely terrifying.

But in the eyes of Zhang Liao and even Zhang Yang, it was just commonplace.

Zhang Yang nodded approvingly.

He knew where his depression came from, but he couldn't solve it before.

However, Lu Bu's arrival of help made Zhang Yang feel very grateful. If it hadn't been for Lu Bu's arrival, he might have been depressed for the rest of his life.

Looking at the few Huns cavalry, Zhang Liao suggested, "Uncle Zhi, I think the Huns here are pretty good, and the main battlefield is still fighting fiercely. Why don't I wait until we move to the battlefield and kill them happily."

As Zhang Liao wiped off the crescent halberd covered in blood, his gaze was even more like a torch.

Zhang Yang shook his slightly trembling arm, and immediately laughed: "Wen Yuan is so generous with the invitation! How dare I, Zhang Yang, refuse the invitation?"

As they said that, the two laughed.

A part of the cavalry is being left behind to continue chasing and killing the fleeing Hun cavalry.

Zhang Yang and Zhang Liao returned to the main battlefield with more than 2 cavalry.

At this time on the main battlefield, due to the addition of Zhang Yang's infantry, the detour range of the Huns cavalry was greatly reduced, and under the attack of Pound's cavalry, the large-scale Huns cavalry could no longer withstand the pressure and fled.

Seeing this, Zhang Liao laughed happily: "Uncle Zhi, we came at the right time! At this time, the Huns cavalry are fleeing, and I will wait to join!"

Speaking of which, Zhang Liao led his [-] cavalry and rushed towards the scattered Hun cavalry.

Immediately, the Huns cavalry resisted with difficulty, and they collapsed one after another as soon as Zhang Liao joined.

"Flee! There are too many Han Chinese cavalry!"

"We are not rivals!"

"How could there be such a terrifying Han Chinese cavalry..." The fleeing Hun cavalry all showed despair.

Even if they wanted to fight to the death with Pang De and Zhang Liao.

But in the face of absolute advantage, their defenses are futile.

"Wen Yuan is back?" Pound saw Zhang Liao's cavalry, and couldn't help but take another look.

time.

Seeing Zhang Yang who also killed the Huns with a strong bow, Pang De screamed again and again: "The killing speed of the good guy is comparable to that of Zhang Liao!"

Pound couldn't help exclaiming.

Zhang Liao is already extremely brave, the courage of ten thousand men.

But Zhang Yang was not bad at all, the arrows in his hand kept falling like snowflakes from the sky, and every blow accurately hit the weak point of the Xiongnu.

He even killed several Huns in a row, which made Pound amazed.

"Bring the arrows! I want to kill like hell!"

The arrows in the quiver were consumed again and again, and they were all gone in a short while.

Seeing Zhang Liao rushing into the cavalry of the Huns, Zhang Yang couldn't calm down and bowed!

"General Zhang Yang!"

"Here's your arrow!" Immediately, Pound took his quiver and threw it at Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang took the arrow casually.

Zhang Yang, with his keen eyes and ears, immediately recognized Pound, and exclaimed, "But General Pound?"

"Exactly! Just now, General Zhang Yang's bravery can be said to amaze someone! Shooting and killing the Huns with one hand is so majestic!" Pang De praised.

Pang De's praise made Zhang Yang, who was not as cheeky as Zhang Liao, blush a little: "It's not brave, it's just familiarity."

Seeing Zhang Yang's humility made Pound's affection for Zhang Yang even deeper.

He hurriedly said: "If such a skill can only be called familiarity, then Wen Yuan and I are no better than you!"

"Ling Ming!"

"Uncle Zhi, what are you two chatting about! My old Zhang was far ahead and killed more than ten people!" Zhang Liao couldn't help interjecting when he saw the two chatting.

This made Zhang Yang laugh, looked at Pang De and said, "Brother Ling Ming, why don't we compete with Wen Yuan to see who kills more Huns!"

Pound saw this.

Immediately, he became interested, and nodded immediately to wipe off the blood on the truncated sword: "Okay! It seemed a bit boring for me to kill alone just now. Fortunately, my two brothers recommended me! Let me join the competition!"

Pound would join in too.

This made Zhang Liao laugh out loud: "Ling Ming, you really know how to find opportunities. You must know that I have killed more than ten people first, and you just joined now and you have to recalculate the cheap and make big money!"

"Hey!"

Zhang Yang responded with a smile: "Didn't I kill five or six people, so why not count again!"

Zhang Liao laughed out loud.

"Then let's get started!"

The three of them stared at a snowflake at the same time, and when the snowflake fell to the ground, Pang De and Zhang Liao suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the Hun cavalry again.

How could the Huns cavalry be able to resist these two tiger generals.

Immediately crushed by Zhang Liao and Pang De, under the crescent halberd and truncated sword, the blood flowed!
Zhang Yang shouted violently, and the arrows decreased more and more, wherever they passed!The Huns must fall!

For a while, under the killing of the three.

The Xiongnu cavalry broke up faster and faster.

The three wandered around the battlefield, and every time they heard the screams of the Huns cavalry.

Until the end, they didn't know how many people they killed.

From dusk to night, there was no trace of the Huns cavalry on the entire battlefield, almost extinct.

Both Zhang Liao and Pang De were covered in blood, and their whole bodies were stained with the blood of the Huns. Their weapons, the crescent halberd and the truncated broadsword, were even covered with a thick layer of blood.

Even Zhang Yang has a lot of blood on his body.

At the end of the fight, Zhang Yang's hands were exhausted and he could hardly lift them up, but he still said straightly, "Enjoy! Enjoy!"

The same was true for Zhang Liao and Pang De. Both of them were exhausted, and their hands holding weapons were already shaking.

Although it is still possible to persist, the Huns on the field have been exhausted.

(End of this chapter)