More than a thousand infantrymen gathered together, and they couldn't occupy much place, and they didn't look very conspicuous. However, the two thousand cavalry galloped on horseback, but the momentum was extremely scary. Looking around, the field of vision seemed to be full of galloping war horses and shouting knights.

The feather arrows flew up from the army formation and shot high into the air, flew to the highest point, and then suddenly turned downward, shooting towards the rushing cavalry. Yun Zhao's cavalry in the guard camp suddenly divided into two, one left and one right, and surrounded the left and right. Most of the feather arrows shot by the Wang army fell in the air. They did not carry long-range heavy attack weapons, and only rely on the rain of arrows shot by the longbowmen. For these soldiers with exquisite riding skills, there was no danger.

Wang Bin believed that Yun Zhao would rush forward without any scruples, because he had only more than a thousand people. Although he gathered together, he still seemed thin and had no long-range attack weapon. However, it was not the same as before when the confrontation was fought. Yun Zhao seemed to have no intention of rushing forward. The two thousand cavalry were divided into two teams, one surrounded by left and one on the right. Soon the two cavalry formed two concentric circles at a hundred and fifty steps outside his army formation, one was running forward and the other was running back and forth, making people dazzled and their heads dizzy.

Pili neighed forward excitedly, but it couldn't run happily, because in front of it, the distance between the other soldiers of the North Envoy Army was only a few steps away. If they accelerated, they would inevitably hit their companions. Yun Zhao, who was riding on the horse, raised Pojun and wiped it with a slight touch. Three armor-breaking arrows were already on the string. The bow string buzzed, leaving several afterimages of arrows in the air. Three people fell in the military formation. Although they were dancing desperately with the long spear and short blades in their hands, they still had no strength to block the feather arrows shot by Pojun in Yun Zhao's hand.

The three arrows just arrived, and the other three arrows flew to the point, and the bow sounded and fell, almost unstoppable.

"The prince is mighty!" The guard camp of the North Envoy Army shouted in unison. The Wang soldiers had just been stolen by Wang Bin's decisive aura.

As Yun Zhao defeated the army, more feather arrows shot out from two rushing concentric circles. Compared with the arrows shot by the Wang army, Yun Zhao's personal guards were much more powerful. Yun Zhao was good at riding and shooting, and his personal guards were all selected from warriors from various departments. The strong bows in his hands were much larger than those used by ordinary soldiers, and their range and destructive power were not above the same level. When they arrived at the personal guard camp, under Yun Zhao's training, their shooting skills improved by leaps and bounds. They were extremely skilled in the art of rushing. Even after watching the practice of these three thousand cavalry, Jamuha was shocked, let alone these Wang soldiers who had been in the Central Plains for a long time.

One after another, Wang soldiers were shot to the ground, and the already thin formation seemed even more alienated. Wang Bin knew that this would not work. In this way, he was completely passively beaten. Anyway, he died, so why not die more heroic? He raised his iron spear and shouted loudly: "Brothers, follow me!"

In despair, Wang Bin dispersed the military formation, took the lead, and directly rushed outside. He wanted to disperse the formation of the cavalry and form a chaotic situation with his opponent.

There was no need to give orders, and the cavalrymen of the personal guard camp changed their formation in an instant. After gathering, the two concentric circles did not run around in circles like before, but instead rode together and turned outwards, and quickly followed behind them. The two concentric circles turned into two parallel straight lines in the blink of an eye, but Wang Bin was tightly sandwiched in it.

Wang Bin wanted to rush into the cavalry formation, but he hit the sky with one head-on. His front suddenly became empty. The cavalry had already reached his side in a blink of an eye. The war horses neighed and bumped into his head-on from his flank.

Break the formation!

Wang Bin's lengthened military formation was cut into several segments in a flash. It was like a large saw that saw the tree pole composed of more than a thousand people in the Wang army. Every time it goes back and forth, more private Wang soldiers would lie down on the battlefield.

After several tug-of-wars of Wang's private soldiers were finally completely disbanded, and no matter how great the courage was, they were exhausted. Facing the enemy's tall horse, the feeling of powerlessness made everyone feel desperate. Under the sharp and sharp sabers, all resistance was in vain.

The Wang family's private army began to collapse and flee.

Wang Bin never thought he could still live today, but he never thought he would be defeated so quickly. Seeing his soldiers being chopped down and knocked away, his eyes were blood red, and he stormed the war horses and rushed towards Yun Zhao, the most conspicuous among the crowd.

Yun Zhao also stared at him. Pili could finally let go of his legs and feet. He was excited and raised his head and hissed, like a lightning bolt, passing through the crowd and facing the opponent opposite him.

The spear was like a poisonous dragon exploring a cave. The red cherry blossoms in front of the head shook out the size of a bowl of gun flowers. Wang Bin rushed forward and stabbed Yun Zhao's chest with a shot. On the side of his body, Yi Shuihan put the spear head on the spear head, and a sound was heard. Threads of red cherry flew in the air. Yi Shuihan rubbed with the gun, and sparks flew everywhere. As the war horses interlaced, they were straight up against the gun and slashed towards Wang Bin's fingers.

The spear swung a circle like a windmill, and Yi Shuihan was opened. The two horses passed by. The black light flashed in front of Wang Bin's eyes, and a knife slashed like lightning. Instinctively, the spear was mounted horizontally. With a light sound, the gun rod suddenly broke into two. The tip of the knife rubbed against his body and slid down, and almost felt the cold blade and the murderous intent.

The two horses crossed, and Wang Bin was already sweating in a cold sweat, and another slash came towards him. This was another soldier of the guard camp who happened to be coming. Wang Bin was on the horse's horse, leaning back with an iron bridge, almost pressing his back against the horse's thighs, and his blade was pressed against the tip of his nose. Before he got up, his hand was raised and grabbed the wrist of the opposite knight. With a loud shout, he actually lifted the guard from the horse, twisted his wrist and grabbed the saber in his hand, and slashed the guard's head with a casual knife and turned the horse around. At this time, Yun Zhao had also turned around. Seeing a guard's death, he couldn't help but be furious: "What a thief!" With his legs clamped, Pili exerted force again and pounced on him.

The blood-carved steel knife slashed towards Yun Zhao, and the two swords were pressed together, and they hit each other several times in the air. With a sound, Wang Bin could not stop Yun Zhao's huge force. The saber flew out of his hand and flew high into the sky. The two horses interlaced again. This time, Yun Zhao did not take advantage of the momentum to move forward, but grabbed the reins of the horse with one hand. The thunder suddenly stood up. The huge force made it turn half a circle in place to consume the forward power. This turn made Yun Zhao turn all over.

He came over, but Wang Bin was still running forward, just facing his back to Yun Zhao. At this time, the sabre that was swept away by Yun Zhao fell down in the air. He reached out and grabbed the sabre, and his wrist shaking. The bloody sabre was like a meteor or lightning. He caught up with Wang Bin in the air. With a slap, he broke through the heavy armor and went in from his back. He came out of his chest. Wang Bin's body suddenly pounced on the horse, his hands were hanging down weakly, and was carried forward by the war horse.

Yun Zhao snorted coldly and turned his eyes to the battlefield. At this time, the war had already entered the battleground, which was commonly known as the cavalry of the North Army. He was fleeing and chasing, and the four-legged ones always had an absolute advantage.

One hour later, the war was completely over. All the more than a thousand Wang private soldiers brought by Wang Bin lay down on the battlefield. The cavalry of the personal guard camp regrouped. Even the soldiers who died were re-held on the war horse and tied them firmly on the horse with ropes. Some parts of the missing body were also found by comrades one by one, put them in the leather bags that the war horses were carried, and then spliced ​​them after they returned.

"Let's go to Jiangling!" Yun Zhao shouted sternly after he was put into the sheath.

On Jiangling City, Xing Shu was still beating the huge war drum in front of him with force, and beat it for a while. He was already sweating and was covered in sweat, and his sweat fell like raindrops. When he saw cavalry appearing under the city, the sound of drum beats gradually faded and finally there was no sound again.

Yun Zhao raised his hand, and all the cavalry stopped the horses, looked up at Xing Shu on the city tower.

Xing Shu smiled bitterly. Yun Zhao appeared here, which meant that Wang Bin was finished. He sighed, raised his hand and threw the drumstick off the city, turned around and walked towards the city tower. Where, a white silk was already hanging on the beam. Climbing up the square stool and hanging his head into the white silk, Xing Shu took a last look at the light of dawn slightly exposed in the sky, kicked hard with both feet, and the square stool was knocked over to the ground with a bang.

"Prince, that person is committing suicide. Should we rush in and capture him alive?" A personal guard beside him whispered. Standing here, he could clearly see all Xing Shu's actions. At this moment, the suspension bridge of Jiangling City was hanging down and the city gate was also wide open. If you want to save people, it would be time to go.

Yun Zhao shook his head: "That's Xing Shu, please be kind and get the ren, let him go!" He choked and pulled Yi Shuihan, raised it high into the air, his voice was low, "The whole army drew his sword and saw him off!"

With a choking sound, thousands of sabers were unsheathed and slapped into the air together.

Xing Shu's eyes widened, and he looked at Yun Zhao and his army under the city, and a smile seemed to appear on the corner of his mouth. It was impossible to win the battle, but it seemed that it was very good to be able to gain the respect of the enemy.

The wind blew, and the body of Xing Shu hanging high above the city tower was floating in the wind.

The sky gradually became brighter, and a ray of sunlight broke through the sky, and the sky suddenly became brighter. There were hooves sounds in the distance, and smoke and dust came from far to near. It was Wu Fan, who was chasing the enemy, who was back.

"What are the results of the battle?"

"Go back to the prince, escaped dozens of horses!" Wu Fan felt a little ashamed.

"That's right. If you want to wipe out the cavalry in one go, how can you do such a good thing?" Yun Zhao laughed: "In the desert, the Mongolian army had thousands of troops, but I had to escape, but I only escaped dozens of cavalry. It was a complete victory. Let's go into Jiangling City!"
Chapter completed!