The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

At this time, outside the camp, the horses neighed, the banners were unfurled, the soldiers were raging, and the morale was like a rainbow.

Hahaha!

According to such a powerful army, so what about the so-called four generations and three princes, they are not the subjects of the Liu family.

One day, a certain Yuan Benchu ​​wants to be that master, and the Liu family has been around for 400 years, so it's time for him to change.

850 Four Attacks Again

The words are divided into two parts.

The days passed quickly, and the two days flew by in the blink of an eye.

In the past two days, under several arrangements by Simpi, he wanted to break out of the siege several times to report to Yuan Shao, but Bai Ma Yicong had a strict military appearance and extremely strict defense, let alone a messenger, even a fly would not want to fly out.

Without knowing the specific situation of the opponent's army, Xin Pi, who was worried that the opponent deliberately seduced him to send troops, did not dare to press the whole army out.

Under such a stalemate, with the passage of time under siege, rumors and rumors have spread throughout Bohai County in droves.

In this way, on a certain basis, it also added to the panic and anxiety in Yuan Jun's soldiers.

Morale was slumping, the morale of the army was low, and unscrupulous generals were in charge of the army. It was really difficult for Yuan Jun in Bohai County to launch an attack on the white horse righteousness outside the city easily.

Those generals in Bohai County have been struggling to suppress rumors for the past few days. Anyone in the army who talks about this matter will be beheaded and punished, and there will be no tolerance!

In this way, panic gradually spread in Bohai County.

After several days of sitting on the sidelines, the two members of Bai Ma Yicong had no energy, their usual radiance completely disappeared, and the expressions that appeared on their faces were exhausted and tired. It was covered with bloodshot eyes, it could be said to be extremely tired.

The reluctant and difficult confrontation dragged on for two days, Xin Pi's heart became colder day by day, while Zhao Yun's heart became more stable day by day.

No, under the condition of estimating the speed of Yuan Jun's scouts, Zhao Yun decided to add another fire to Bohai!

That night.

The silver light of the crescent moon in the starry sky is like layers of curtain sand, gently covering the city wall of Bohai Sea, looking at the city like stars holding the moon, and seems to want to announce to the world, Tonight's Bohai Sea is destined to have a sleepless night.

For some reason, Simpi raised his head to look at the sky, his heart fluctuated.

I don't know if it was a feeling in my heart, but at the same time, at the Bohai sentry tower.

"Who dares to break into uh!"

"Whoosh-!"

An icy sharp arrow pierced into Yuan Jun's soldier's throat like lightning, a line of blood burst out on the neck, and then gradually bloomed, like a coquettish poppy flower, extraordinarily dazzling and glaring.

Immediately afterwards, a group of figures gathered, and the sound of shouting and killing began to spread around the vicinity of the city gate.

Simpi here could only hear a sudden burst of shouting and killing not far from the city.

The battle over there has already begun.

With the loud bang, the enemy's marching Long Horn whimpered, echoing in the quiet night, full of murderous aura in the haste, which made people tremble.

Baima Yicong shouted, "Kill!"

"Kill~!"

"Kill~!"

There was a messy sound of whips whipping, and the speed of the cavalry led by Zhao Yun suddenly became very fast. All the soldiers' weapons gleamed coldly, and the murderous aura that had been suppressed for a long time poured out, filling the night.

All the soldiers in Bohai County were shocked by the sudden loud noise, and hurriedly shouted toward the dark front, "What happened? Light the torches!"

The night watchmen noticed that something was wrong, and heard the dull sound of horse hoofs getting faster and faster. Everyone looked at each other in astonishment, and found that each other's faces were full of horror.

"Go and ring the gong! There is an enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack! Thousands of enemy troops are attacking the city. I don't know which enemy army it is from!" One after another panicked voices began to answer quickly from a distance.

"Charge!" Zhao Yun shouted.

When the words fell, I saw the white cavalry one by one with their guns on their horses, bent their bows and set their arrows, and followed behind Zhao Yun who was in the lead as if flying.

"Shoot the arrows! Don't let them rely on them." Yuan Jun's guards stared angrily, and the guards on the city prepared their bows and arrows to meet the enemy.

Zhao Yun has already taken the lead, and behind him, thousands of elite cavalry followed closely, charging out in a dense manner, like a huge sharp pliers, with bright red bloodshot eyes, showing cold and sharp claws to the creatures in the world First.

"Fire arrows!"

"Fire arrows!"

At the Bohai Chengguan, countless archers lined up, and then shot a rain of arrows to the charging cavalry.

"Fight to the death!"

"charge!"

Nearly a thousand soldiers roared at the same time, completely ignoring the obstruction, raised the weapons in their hands high, facing the rain of arrows, and slashed at the enemy army who was on the way.

All of a sudden, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and heads rolled around.

Simpi watched from a distance, with a serious face, he constantly analyzed the situation on the battlefield, and made plans in his mind, and the military lords of various armies flew over like flying horses, reporting the battle situation to him at any time.

The sound of killing and thunder shook the sky, the flames shone, and the shadows of swords and swords complemented each other, and a bloody wind filled the sky like a thick fog.

The sounds of killing, howling, and wailing before death were intertwined and lingering.

The night is dark and the wind is high, and the sky is so dark that it is difficult to see people clearly. In the melee, people coming and going in all directions, front and back, left and right, are even more difficult to distinguish.

"Sir, someone personally took someone to charge for a while." Yuan Jiang, who had escaped from the injury before, bit him loudly, wishing he could swallow Zhao Yun and the others.

"You can't fight with a fierce general like Zhao Yun. You just need to delay with soldiers. I believe he can't last long with such a strong offensive." Simpi analyzed calmly.

His gaze is always locked on a general of the opponent.

Zhao Yun clamped the horse between his legs and turned into a white light. A long spear danced back and forth in the air, stirring up magnificent layers of changes, approaching the void in front of him.

Zhao Yun's movements were really too fast, even surpassing the speed of the soldiers' eyes chasing and brain reaction, it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as dizzying.

Zhao Yun's marksmanship is naturally superb and wonderful, but apart from his proficiency in moves, his marksmanship is extremely fast.

No matter whether it was a move or a move, the gun seemed to have become a part of Zhao Yun's body, and he didn't need to think about it at all, and used the gun according to his original intention.

Every move is like a famous poem that has been passed down through the ages. It is full of charm, restrained and introverted, and it is as natural as it is. Every time between moves, it is like an antelope hanging horns without a trace. A long spear is in full play in his hands. , consummately.

The white horse criss-crossed, and the long spear emitted a frightening cold light in the mid-air, like a nine-day divine soldier, coming from the sky in a volley, like a wind and a cloud, heading straight for the enemy, bloody and tragic, and invincible to those who stand in their way.