Imperial Power Of Han Dynasty

The middle-aged man seemed to be somewhat knowledgeable, and he stroked the boy's head in love, and at the same time looked at You Zhou Bing with some doubts.

General Baima was defeated and died, and Baima Yicong was also defeated in the battle of Jieqiao, and was defeated by the battle of Yoshihide. Where did these people come from?

However, nearly a hundred Wuhuan people were shocked and angry when they saw that one of their colleagues had been shot with an arrow just now. After hearing Zhao Yun's Wuhuan language, they were furious.

"Han Dog is so courageous!"

"Kill this Han dog and let him know how powerful our Dawuhuan warriors are!"

Since the Wuhuan Hundreds Team entered the Kou Shanggu County, it has not encountered any decent resistance at all. At most, it was resisted by dozens of Han men. One of them was an old hunter who used a bow and an arrow and shot and injured a Wuhuan. On the left arm of Huanbing, the group of Wuhuan people was furious and dragged the old Orion behind the horse for dozens of miles, bleeding to death.

And this damned Han actually shot a Wuhuan warrior to death with one arrow, wouldn't it challenge their dignity?

"on!"

Although Wuhuanbing was furious, he was not dazzled by the anger, and he could see that the man had extraordinary bearing. Centurion Ulunu raised his brows and motioned to the two beside him: "You two, go, attack left and right, kill this Han man, and I will use the head to make a wine glass."

"Yes, hundred households!"

Two Wuhuan knights flew out, each holding a long knife, one left and the other not far from the right, and they were faintly double-teaming Zhao Yun.

The two horses, one on the left and the right, seemed to be a pair of scissors, and the two sabers seemed to be faintly connected.

Zhao Yun stood motionless on the spot, saw the two riders coming in double-teams, suddenly grabbed a bow and arrow from behind, aimed at the man on the left who swished and shot it out.

Archery is not easy. Even veterans have to aim for a period of time before archery. Seeing that the Han general did not draw the bow and set the arrow, the two Wuhuan men neglected to guard, but unexpectedly the Han man shot so fast, plus The distance was so close that the Wuhuan man on the left was shot in the chest and fell to the ground with a loud cry.

"Supur!"

The Wuhuan on the right yelled, Supur naturally did not respond. He was furious, raising his saber and rushing towards Zhao Yun.

"Humph!"

Zhao Yun snorted, holding the bright silver gun in his right hand, and rushed out with his legs in the belly of the horse. With the help of the horse, the silver long gun flashed out, as if in the dark night sky, there was a sudden explosion of thunder, and the white lightning pierced through it. The sky shook the sky with power!

Puff!

"Well!"

The two horses crossed in an instant, Zhao Yun shook his wrist suddenly, and the blood drop on the tip of the gun was thrown to the ground, while the Wuhuan soldier behind him continued to rush out dozens of steps because of inertia, but the horse stopped gently.

Wu Huanbing groaned in a low voice. He stretched out his hand to cover his neck in disbelief. There was a thin wound on it, but no blood leaked out. It was not until he reached out and touched that blood leaked from the wound.

It turned out that the speed of Zhao Yun's shot was so fast that it stabbed out. Although a wound was drawn on Wu Huanbing's neck, the flesh was immediately closed, and blood was slowly leaking out.

Wuhuan soldiers groaned and fell from their horses. Two unowned war horses groaned and ran to their former masters, arching them with their huge heads, but Wuhuan soldiers naturally couldn't open their eyes. ...

Zhao Yun held the reins, majestic and majestic, but Wuhuan was stunned.

"What a Han slave!"

The centurion was furious and shouted: "Come on! Let's go together and kill this Han slave."

"Kill Hanu!"

Nearly a hundred Wuhuan soldiers screamed and rushed towards Zhao Yun.

However, Zhao Yun was not in a hurry, so he inserted the spear into the soil and shot out with an arrow.

Whoosh!

"what!"

A Wuhuan soldier shot an arrow in his throat, let out a rapid cry, and fell to the ground.

After Zhao Yun shot an arrow, he took out an arrow from his back quiver and aimed it at the Centurion Wuhuan.

Whoosh!

The centurion only felt that a pressing murderous intent was coming. The years of experience of riding bow and horses made him feel for archery. He immediately leaned his body subconsciously, and it was this action that saved his life. . Originally, Zhao Yun's arrow was aimed at the critical point of his throat, but now it was shot into his shoulder, but it was so deep into the flesh that the centurion couldn't help but scream.

"Ah, **** it!"

The Centurion Wuhuan hit an arrow, and at this moment, the Youzhou Soldier, who was thrown away by Zhao Yun's crotch and Bai Longju, was finally long overdue.

Gongsunxu held the riding bow and shot an arrow first.

"Erlang! Let these Wuhuan people know the riding and shooting skills of our Youzhou Army."

Whoosh whoosh!

More than a hundred arrows showed an arc from mid-air, aiming at the Wuhuan soldiers and fell down. There was a scream from the Wuhuan soldiers, and more than a dozen people screamed with arrows in their bodies.

Although these Youzhou soldiers could not be selected as the most elite white horse loyalists, all of them are elite horsemen who are proficient in riding warfare, and they are very accurate in archery. Naturally, the Wuhuan people suffered heavy casualties.

"Kill Wuhuannu!" Gongsun Xu shot another arrow, but then put down his bow, took hold of the long horse, and shouted.

"Kill slaves!" Seeing that the two armies were running fast, less than fifty steps away, Youzhou soldiers put down their bows one after another, took out horses that were eight feet long, and rushed toward the Wuhuan men aggressively. . The horse gallops very fast, and the distance of fifty steps is enough. Especially the horse is as long as eight feet long. It can kill people from a distance, so it is natural to change the weapon immediately.

"kill!"

boom!

The Wuhuan and Youzhou soldiers smashed into one place. The Youzhou soldiers clenched the horses in their hands, clamped their arms tightly, and stabbed them out with the help of the force of the horses. The sharp horses were separated by three or four meters. Stabbed over, the thin armor of Wuhuan's body was immediately pierced, and he exhaled in pain.

Zhao Yun was even more energetic, as if a tiger entered a flock, with a bright silver spear in his hand waving a silver-white horse, like a silver chain flying, invincible. Gongsun Xu was also unwilling to lag behind. His two-headed iron spear rushed to the left and right. The spear pierced a Wuhuan’s chest without changing hands. He pulled the spear out forcefully, slammed it to the other side, and stabbed another one to death. Wuhuanbing.

Under a single encounter, Youzhou soldiers lost no more than five people, while Wuhuan soldiers suffered nearly half of the casualties. It’s not that Youzhou soldiers are far more powerful than Wuhuan soldiers. It’s just that Zhao Yun boosted their morale. Youzhou soldiers took the opportunity to shoot and wound many Wuhuan people with two rounds of cavalry. Zhao Yun and Gongsunxu also led the charge. , So this has achieved such an advantage.

"Turn around and charge again!"

Zhao Yun rushed for a while, still full of energy, his eyes shone bright, and he turned around, and rushed out again with his legs clamped in the belly of the horse. Youzhou soldiers were also in high spirits.