"kill!"

With just one simple word, the already tired Golden Eagle Guard drove his mount and charged again.

"Bang!"

"Crack!"

The two oncoming horses collided with each other, making the sound of bones breaking. The knights on both sides were thrown off their horses due to inertia. Yi Cong lay on the ground and twisted his body in pain, but Golden Eagle Guard calmed down for a moment and then leaned on it.

Long Qiang staggered to his feet.

As soon as he stood firm, he saw that a white horse in front of him was about to hit him. He did not hide or avoid it, but pressed his body against the tail of the gun, with the tip of the gun tilted forward.

That person was originally meant to hit him. According to a normal reaction, the other party would definitely avoid it. However, this Golden Eagle Guard immediately made this action of killing both of them because he knew that in the cavalry battle of thousands of people,

, once you fall off your horse, even if you can avoid the impact of this one, you can't avoid the next one.

Yi Cong didn't react in time. The white horse hit the tip of the spear, and a shrill neighing sound was heard. When the Golden Eagle Guard fell, the knight on the horse also flew out. Before he could get up, he was stepped on the chest by the hoof of the war horse behind him.

Another Golden Eagle Guard was accidentally thrown off his horse, and the opponent's halberd tip pierced his arm and dragged him away. The Golden Eagle Guard couldn't get away, so he did not hesitate to pull out the sword from his waist and cut off his own arm.

With blood flowing like a column, he raised his knife and slashed at the leg of another white horse passing by. Yi Cong fell off the horse's back. The Golden Eagle Guard turned around and pounced on him. Although Yi Cong was injured, it was not fatal.

He rolled his body to avoid Golden Eagle Guard's knife, then picked up the spear at hand and stabbed Golden Eagle Guard's left arm holding the knife.

The huge pain made Golden Eagle Guard unable to hold the knife in his hand, and the weapon fell to the ground with a clang, and the blood on both arms kept gushing out like an unscrewed faucet.

With such a serious injury, Death will come and pick him up at any time. The injured Yi Cong stood up holding on to the gun barrel. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood firm, a strong force knocked him down again, but it was the Golden Eagle Guard just now, with his blood-red eyes open.

He pressed Yi Cong to the ground and banged his head against the opponent's front door.

With a loud bang, Na Yi was directly hit from the bridge of his nose, nosebleeds spurted out, and his head was dizzy. Golden Eagle Guard was also dizzy. However, before the last drop of blood was drained from his body, he still hit his body again and again.

of enemies.

The real elite is not about how high-end the equipment is, how brave the soldiers are, not about high morale, not about tacit cooperation, and not about superb tactics, but about everyone in the team not taking their own life as their own.

The soft ones are afraid of the hard ones, and the hard ones are afraid of the life-threatening ones. Zhao Yun finally saw how terrifying an army with extraordinary combat power and fear of life-threatening forces can be today.

They seemed to have endless energy in them. They could not see the death of their companions around them. They were like puppets being manipulated, waving the weapons in their hands mechanically, killing the enemies in front of them one by one, even if they didn't.

If you fall off your horse carefully, even if you are seriously injured, as long as you still have breath, you will not stop fighting.

The sun is rising higher and higher. Baima Yicong has been killed by this team that is completely unafraid of death. Zhao Yun also has the intention to retreat in his heart. He has no doubt that as long as he does not retreat, the opponent will fight to the last man.

, this is completely a strategy of perish together, and Baima Yi can never afford such losses.

The troop withdrawal horn was blown, and the followers who had been trying to escape but did not dare to escape retreated to the rear of the infantry formation as if they had been granted amnesty.

When Zhao Yun withdrew his troops, Guan Hai did not hesitate to pursue them, and gathered his troops. The soldiers saw the corpses of his own men along the way and brought them back with them.

Although he was ready to sacrifice, Guan Hai couldn't help but his eyes turned red when he looked at the corpses of Paoze carried back by his companions. He did not order an immediate return to Guan, but asked everyone to perform their duties.

Count people.

A quarter of an hour later, the data from each song came in. In this battle, a total of 432 Golden Eagle Guards were killed, 178 were injured, and 33 bodies were not recovered.

"The wounded soldiers should go back first, leaving two hundred people under martial law, while the others disperse to retrieve the bodies of our brothers!" Guan Hai ordered sadly.

The Golden Eagle Guards immediately divided into two teams. A small number of them, together with Guan Hai, lined up in the direction of Zhao Yun's camp, while the others scattered to look for them. The seriously injured soldiers were carried back to the pass by the lightly injured soldiers.

In the military camp, a deputy general named Gongsun Zhi looked at the scene in the distance and asked with confusion, "Why don't they retreat? Could it be that they are collecting the spoils of war?"

Zhao Yun sighed, "They are looking for Pao Ze's body!"

"Didn't we carry a lot back just now? How many corpses are worth so much effort?" Gongsun Zhi felt that the other party's behavior was really incredible. At this time, the soldiers were tired, but they still had the energy to find corpses. On such a large battlefield, this

When will it be found?

Just as he was speaking, his expression suddenly became excited, and he said to Zhao Yun, "Zilong, this is a good opportunity! The enemy troops are scattered everywhere now, and there are only two hundred people on guard over there. Our army will send a light cavalry to kill them.

Just turn around and they're done."

Zhao Yun shook his head, "We have reached a truce. This is not what a gentleman would do!"

"Soldiers never tire of deceit. How can you say that a gentleman is not a gentleman on the battlefield?" Gongsun Zhi rolled his eyes and said.

"Having said that, a sneak attack is really inappropriate. Furthermore, ask Baima if anyone dares to fight? Today our army has lost nearly a thousand people and its morale has been shattered. If it hadn't been for a long time, the team would have been defeated and fled.

, although the other side suffered heavy casualties, they still dared to stay outside the camp without any fear. Our army has already lost this battle."

Gongsun Zhi choked, and then said, "They dare not go, you must dare, right? The king often praises the general's bravery, saying that taking the head of an enemy general from among the thousands of troops is like picking out an object from a bag, and you rush over alone and behead the enemy general.

If I send out infantry again to seize the pass, we will definitely defeat it in one battle."

Zhao Yun shook his head again. Considering the bravery of this team, even if he could kill Guan Hai single-handedly, he might not be able to retreat safely. Moreover, this move would not defeat the opponent, but would make those soldiers even more hostile to the enemy.

Gongsun Zhi said a little impatiently, "This won't work, and that won't work either. After making so many excuses, I see that you clearly don't want to win."

Seeing that he was so rude to his general, Zhao Yun's personal guard Zhao Quan scolded him, "How did you talk to the general? Who is the commander in chief? Have you ever seen any military commander kill the enemy single-handedly? You are so capable of yourself

Why don’t you go?”

"What's wrong with me just talking like that?" Gongsun Zhi said with contempt on his face, "General, isn't it because of your bravery that you gain the respect of the king? This is the time for you to play your role."

"The courage of an ordinary man?" Zhao Quan laughed angrily, "My general is an ordinary man of courage. What about you? With the surname Gongsun, you think you are the king's confidant? Don't think that I don't know what you have in mind. You just want my family.

The general is going to die so that he can take his place."

"No matter how distant my blood relationship is, I am the same ancestor as the king. The king sent me to be a deputy general. Can't you see his intention?"

"Shit! If the king values ​​you, how could he..."

"Okay, Quan!" Zhao Yun interrupted Zhao Quan's words and ordered, "When they leave later, you can take someone to recover the bodies of our soldiers."
Chapter completed!