Liu Yun and Wang Zhi went down the mountain together, and the two teams stopped and did not create any momentum.

Wang Zhi led people to meet Liang Xing's men at the foot of the mountain.

Liu Yun, who led his men to lurk in the dense bushes on one side of the mountain road, divided his troops to guard the important road up the mountain.

When three hundred and ten thousand people fight, the difference between the two is like the difference between giant trees and ants.

In the Liangxing formation, flags and flags were like clouds, swords and guns were bright, and war horses were neighing.

There are 10,000 soldiers and horses, and there are 5,000 cavalry alone.

The first general in front of the formation was seven feet tall, with a red lips and a red beard. If it weren't for that beard, it would look like a small yellow gate in the palace, and it would also be like a leukemia.

He looked at the three hundred people who appeared at the foot of the mountain and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"I'm really laughing at me, three hundred people? I'm just a chariot with a mantis arm!"

He raised his arm and raised the spear in his hand, shouted at Wang Zhi: "You are the one who is Liu Yun, the son of Pizan? Hand over General Yunlu, otherwise a large army will flatten your broken village!"

Wang Zhi fought in front of the formation with his hips, untied his clothes, closed his eyes slightly and urinated comfortably.

Then, he said slowly: "I am the king who ruled Prince Han. You are a waste who does not know benevolence, righteousness, morality, disregarding the etiquette of the country, do not serve your parents, do not respect your elder brother, and are filthy of the family. You are not worthy of seeing my lord."

Liang Xing was immediately angry and smoked from the seven orifices, screaming strangely.

"Come here, I've captured this guy with me! Someone wants to take his head as a stool." Liang Xingxu shouted angrily.

Wang Zhi pretended to be shocked, grabbed the clothes with one hand, ran back in a hurry, shouting: "Hurry, hurry up, shoot them to death!"

Three hundred soldiers lit their bows and drew arrows, but such a few arrows flew into ten thousand people, which was the effect of scratching the itch.

The arrow formation only took two turns, and the enemy cavalry had reached less than a hundred steps in front of the formation.

When Wang Zhi saw that the timing happened, he immediately shouted, "Brothers, withdraw!"

So more than 300 people threw away their armor and retreated in a hurry, panic like a stray dog, and entered the forest without any formation.

Liang Xing led his men to chase the mountain and stopped his troops.

"Leave five hundred people to guard this place, and the rest will abandon their horses! Mr. Zhang, you lead five thousand people to the mountain! Some family wants to stay here without leaving any flocks!" Liang Xing shouted in a deep voice.

Zhang Ling rode his horse forward and asked in a low voice: "General Liang, then... General Yunlu?"

"Isn't what a certain family said clearly enough? No chickens and dogs left." Liang Xing's eyes glared like a cow's eyes, and his evil spirits were everywhere.

Zhang Ling was startled and nodded quickly, "Here, I understand!"

Liang Xing carried a spear and jumped off the horse, "The rest of the generals, follow me to kill the thief!"

Liu Yun was ambushed among the bushes, watching Liang Xing's cavalry become infantry, and his troops were divided into three groups. He immediately ordered to the left and right: "Look at me carefully with the leader in the green jacket, and the good shooting person, give me the arrows in his hand to greet him!"

"Here!"

Zhang Ling took Liang Xing's order, but his expression was particularly relaxed.

He took five thousand people and horses slowly towards the mountain like an outing.

The family generals who protected the left and right could not help but ask, "Lord, I'm not like I'm going to march and fight."

"What kind of war?" Zhang Ling stopped and asked, "There are only three or five hundred bandits among the vast mountains. You didn't see that the stray dog ​​who had been chased by General Liang! Nearly five thousand people chased four or five hundred people, and it was a big deal in the world. What else do you want us to do? It's just going up the mountain to kill the horse Wenlu, which is a pity for a little beauty."

The general on the side couldn't help laughing and repeatedly claimed: "The lord is more intelligent than anyone, and he will be rewarded for one day without any blood."

Zhang Ling sneered, "Liu Yun, the dog thief, is a good plan, and leads hundreds of people to take Ayang. But he knows the reason why this mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole is behind. If you want to plan my countryside, do you think I can't see this trick of carving insects?"

"Lord, Gao Ming! Gao Ming!" The general praised the family.

However, before the words were finished, the sound of breaking through the air suddenly came from the top of his head.

Everyone was startled and looked up. They saw several arrows coming, and the arrows flashing with gloomy light came straight to Zhangling.

The general protected Zhang Ling and shouted loudly: "Hurry! Protect the lord!"

Thousands of people and horses were suddenly in chaos on the narrow mountain road.

While pushing and shoving, the ground suddenly collapsed, revealing the sharp wooden stakes below.

The soldiers had no way out and suddenly fell into the pit like the falling dominoes.

The crying sounds suddenly came one after another, and they were heard in a whole lot.

The front army was blocked, and the rear army was simply difficult to pass.

Just as the soldiers arrived and looked at the movements of the front army, there were suddenly continuous roars.

On the right side of the mountain road, huge rocks rolled and collapsed in a row, as if the ground dragon was turning over.

Thousands of soldiers and horses were congested on this narrow mountain road and had nowhere to escape. The huge rocks fell to the ground and took away a large area.

The entire team suddenly became riots, pushing and shoving, running down the mountain in a mess.

Liu Yun looked closely and his face was filled with joy. This wave of explosion was very accurate, just to make it impossible for him to finish each other.

Now there are only more than a thousand people around Zhang Ling.

"Let's go! Let's give Zhang Ling a surprise." Liu Yun stood up and shouted.

A group of people appeared in front of Zhang Ling formation like ghosts along the bush path.

"Ah! Brother Zhang, why are you here? I heard that Liang Xing led his troops to attack me, are you here to support me?" Liu Yun rushed out and shouted in surprise.

Zhang Ling, who had an arrow stuck in his arm, stared at Liu Yun who suddenly appeared, and suddenly seemed to have seen a ghost.

"Are you actually here?" Zhang Ling shouted in a voice with a bad breath.

Liu Yun brought the knife forward, sighed slightly, and said, "Where can I be here? Only here can I kill you, an unfaithful bastard! I regard you as my brother, but you actually brought someone to kill me? I am really a wolf-hearted person! I am blind."

Zhang Ling was so angry that he almost gulped out of his old blood.

"Take Ma Wenlu, I can give you a few good words in front of the general, and save your life." Zhang Ling suppressed his anger and shouted to Liu Yun.

Liu Yun waved his hand impatiently, "You dog, you can pull it over! Do you want me to believe you? That's impossible! Brothers, do it!"

As Liu Yun finished speaking, the pottery urns with sparks flew out of the hands of the soldiers.

Although everyone has a pottery jar, it looks a bit weird, but the effect is outstanding!

The jars exploded one by one, and the dust suddenly became hustle and flames rolled.

The Liangzhou military horses had never seen such a formation. The pottery jar they used in the past turned into such a horrifying weapon. Countless people were scared to death at once.

When Liu Yun was roaring over and the dust covered the sky, he drew his sword and shouted: "Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

...

Hundreds of people shouted in unison and rushed into the rolling dust and smoke with their swords.

Liu Yun is still unclear about the consequences of the explosion of hundreds of pottery jars and how many people died.

But the visibility is only about one meter.

This battle has become a war of traits.

Killing sounds are everywhere, but it is difficult to tell.

After about half a stick of incense, the dust and smoke finally completely disappeared.

When Liu Yun saw the situation around him, he was stunned.

He was surrounded by dozens of Xiliang soldiers.

This is... a little embarrassed.

"You think... can we talk?"
Chapter completed!