On the battlefield, dozens of his personal guards, Yao Changkun, were surrounded by dozens of cavalrymen, surrounded by hundreds of elite Anqing Cavalry Battalions. More cavalrymen were shouting and driving war horses, chasing and chopping the fleeing Yao soldiers all over the ground. It was meaningless to fight this battle, and Yao Changkun had basically been destroyed.

The sword in Yao Changkun's hand was still bleeding. His eyes were staring at Yun Zhao opposite him. On the dark blade of his opponent, the last drop of blood was slowly sliding down the blade. It was the blood of his beloved general Tan Haixin. Just a moment ago, Tan Haixin, who turned around to save Yao Changkun, fell under Yun Zhao's knife. At this moment, the body was lying on the periphery of the encirclement. I guess the blood was not cold yet!

"Yao Changkun, the winner has been decided. Do you still have to fight a trapped beast?" Yun Zhao mentioned Yi Shuihan, and the drop of blood fell from the tip of the knife and mixed into the blood on the ground, and could no longer be distinguished.

Yao Changkun felt ache in his heart and raised the iron spear in his hand, "I'm not dead yet!"

Looking at the scars on the opponent's body and the notch cut by a sabre on the gun bar, listening to Yao Changkun's answer that was not dead, Yun Zhao's eyes showed a hint of admiration, "It's easy to die, but it's a pity that these loyal soldiers who follow you will die meaninglessly." With Yun Zhao's voice, Yan Xiaoyi raised his hand suddenly, and hundreds of riding bows raised suddenly, aiming his sharp arrows at the opponent.

"Yao Changkun, as a general, you have fulfilled your duties. As Wang Haogu's brother, you will not betray him. Surrender, I will spare you death. Use the rest of your life to redeem you betray Dayue and sell your ancestors' sins. I will give you a chance. Let you use the blood of the man to clean up your sins." Yun Zhao said sternly.

Listening to Yun Zhao's righteous anger, Yao Changkun narrowed his eyes and looked at Yun Zhao, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and gradually, his smile became more and more joyful.

"Yun Zhao, you really have the potential to become a hero. You can say something dirty so righteously. The prince is not as good as you, and the brief description is even worse than you. I thought I lost wrongly before, but now when I heard you say these words, I really feel convinced."

He burst into laughter.

Yun Zhao looked at him with a calm expression. "My man Yun asked himself, "I am ashamed of the sky, and I am ashamed of the earth. Since the day I picked up the sabre, I have never killed anyone who should not have been killed."

Yao Changkun sighed. "Yes, I have never killed anyone who should not be killed directly, but how many people died because of you? Yun Zhao, more people will die because of you in the future. Because your heart is so big that even Yizhou can't hold you. You are good at training troops, good at planning, and ruthless. It's okay to lose to you."

"Put down your weapons, I, Yun Zhao, can tolerate you."

"You said that I have evil deeds, so I will pay it back now!" Yao Changkun raised his spear suddenly, "Yun Zhao, now I am not a general, but a man, but dare to challenge you one-on-one? If you lose, you can still take my head, but please let me let my brothers go, if you win..." He paused, "Then there is nothing to say. There is only one life!"

"I wish to follow the general and fight to the death!" The guards behind him raised their guns and roared.

"Shut up!" Yao Changkun turned around and shouted.

Yan Xiaoyi laughed, "Bah, you think my boss is a fool. You are already a fish on the felt board, and you still have to do anything. As I waved my hand, the arrows were fired at once, and they all turned into thorns. At this point, you are still thinking about such beautiful things? You think we are knights in the world!"

"Surrender, or you will shoot an arrow to shoot you into a sieve!" Yan Xiaoyi raised the saber in his hand.

Yao Changkun pursed his lips and just looked at Yun Zhao.

Yun Zhao looked at the other party's eyes, laughed for a while, and looked back at Yan Xiaoyi, "Xiaoyi, sometimes it's okay to be a fool for a while. What's the harm in making this heroic General Yao lose orally and convinced?"

Yan Xiaoyi pouted, "Please!"

Yun Zhao gently patted Wuyun Paxue's neck. Wuyun Paxue took small steps and walked forward slowly. Yan Xiaoyihu had a face and raised his hand to wave it. Hundreds of cavalry rode their horses slowly backed back, expanding the circle.

Yun Zhao suddenly turned over and dismounted the horse, and put the knife in the sheath with his backhand. "I am a cavalryman. I am bullied you when I fight on horseback. My horse is so divine. The war horse under your crotch is not an opponent. My sword name is Yi Shuihan. I cut iron like mud. I am really fighting immediately. I am afraid that you will be my ten-match enemy. Come on, dismount and fight with me with bare hands. Let's see how I deal with you!"

Seeing Yun Zhao standing there with his hands behind his back, the Anqing cavalry shouted together. No matter when, this kind of behavior was always popular and morale increased, Yan Xiaoyi shook his head and smiled bitterly, and ordered his subordinates to be wary. If they did not go along, they had to take action, but they would not care about the general's heroic behavior.

Yun Zhao's actions made Yao Changkun stagnate. He finally thrust his fighting spirit in his heart to pieces by Yun Zhao's action, but he knew that Yun Zhao was telling the truth. Before, Tan Haixin cut off his weapon by Yun Zhao and cut off his head. Even the war horse under his crotch was kicked off by the big dark horse. When fighting on the horse, he was indeed not an opponent. Tienig also said that if there were still troops in the world that could compete with the Mongren on the horse, there would only be a group of hateful horse bandits in Yingzuiyan. Yun Zhao was the leader of the Yingzuiyan Horse bandits.

Even in the battle of the army, the other party was far better than him in terms of mental energy, physical strength and spirit. Yao Changkun looked at his heroic opponent, closed his eyes and sighed slightly, and turned over and dismounted. Fortunately, he was already determined to die at this time, but he could only exchange his own death for the life of his brothers behind him, which would not be in vain.

The two generals actually fought one-on-one after the army had already decided on the victory and defeat, which was a rare move on the battlefield. More and more Anqing cavalry began to gather here, holding up the saber in their hands and shouting in unison.

"war!"

"war!"

"war!"

Yao Changkun stared at his opponent, slowly untied his armor, threw away his helmet. This kind of melee fight, the heavy armor on his body would only become a burden to him.

"It's still very awake!" Yun Zhao praised in his heart, and took off his armor. The two of them walked closer step by step, several steps apart, and looked at each other for a moment. Yao Changkun shouted loudly and swung his fist straight to Yun Zhao.

Yao Changkun has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. He has great power and strong force, and is in a regular and regular manner. He is extremely powerful. However, Yan Xiaoyi was frightened and stretched out his hand to pull the bowstring several times. However, the two of them were entangled at this time. He did not have the skill of Yun Zhao's 100-step skill to penetrate Yang. He could only let go and stare at the two people fighting with each other with wide eyes.

Compared with Yao Changkun, Yun Zhao has completely different fighting styles. Yun Zhao has never learned any formal fighting skills. His fighting skills are basically honed in the fight with wild beasts. He is very careful and picks his eyes and kicks the Yin and kicks the gears. He does everything he can. Although his physique is strong, his body is extremely slippery. No matter how hard Yao Changkun hits like a storm, even Yun Zhao's edge can't be touched. You must know that when Yun Zhao killed tigers, leopards and wolves, they were all sharp teeth. If you touch them, it would be extremely bad. I don't know how many scars left on his body, and I have only developed this strange kung fu.

After a long fight between the two sides, Yan Xiaoyi finally saw the trick and felt relieved, but he shook his head repeatedly. The boss's boxing technique was extremely practical, but it was too ugly. The style of a commanding general was simply a street gangster fighting style, but he was just a very high-level gangster, the kind who only beats others but can't beat him.

Yao Changkun became more and more angry as he fought, and his physical energy was consumed more and more. The sound of his breath became heavier and heavier, but the opponent was calm and leisurely. This was not only because the opponent was young, but also because of the opponent's extremely strange and uncomfortable fighting style.

"Go to die!" Yao Changkun suddenly rushed up with both hands, wrapped his hands, and hugged Xiang Yunzhao. If he continued to fight like this, he would have to exhaust Yunzhao.

Yun Zhao's right hand shot out like lightning, grabbed Yao Changkun's wrist, and his whole body suddenly sank. He dragged Yao Changkun's hand and formed a ball. He slipped under Yao Changkun's crotch and crawled over. With a twist on his back, Yao Changkun immediately pressed him down and kneeled on the ground. What was even more embarrassing was that his right hand was dragged by Yun Zhao through his crotch. At this time, Yun Zhao twisted it back and pressed it against his back, and he couldn't move in a strange way.

Yun Zhao turned his long legs and rode on Yao Changkun's body. He stretched out his left hand, grabbed Yao Changkun's neck, and twisted his neck backwards.

"Are you convinced?"

Seeing Yao Changkun’s defeat, his personal soldiers roared and were about to rush up. The sound of linolinos in the air was endless, and a row of long arrows were immediately nailed to them. Yan Xiaoyi laughed, "Come here if you want to die!" Hundreds of long bows spread out, and the arrows shone, forcing the soldiers to stop.

"Kill me!" Yao Changkun's face turned purple and hissed.

"You want to die, but I still don't let you go!" Yun Zhao sneered, raised his hand and hit him in the head. Yao Changkun groaned and fainted immediately.

He let go of Yao Changkun and let him fall to the ground. Yun Zhao stepped on Yao Changkun's head, glanced at the group of angry soldiers, and shouted: "I don't want him to die, just put down my weapons and tie them up!"

With a sound, a knife fell to the ground, approaching, one after another, and the guns were thrown to the ground. The cavalry jumped off their horses, took off their horse ropes, and tied the soldiers one by one.

Yun Zhao laughed and walked back to Dark Yuntaxue, and turned over to the horse.

"General is mighty!" Many cavalrymen raised their swords and shouted, and Yun Zhao laughed, "Brothers, clean up the battlefield, and then let's go to Xingling for a walk!"
Chapter completed!