However, just when Liu Yun had no choice but to fight to the death.

The Xiliang soldiers suddenly abandoned the scimitar, knelt on the ground with their butts, shouting for forgiveness.

Liu Yun looked at the thin knife in his hand and the lonely one, and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Do dozens of people surrendered to him alone? He doesn't seem to be very brave, right?

"Get up!" Liu Yun pretended to be calm and shouted softly.

No matter what reason they surrender, as long as they don't kill him, they will surrender.

Then, Liu Yun looked around the battlefield and his heart suddenly calmed down.

It turns out that all these people surrendered!

Wang Ting hurriedly rushed over among the corpses, shouting: "Lord! Are you okay? The mountain road was blocked, and Zhang Ling led the front army to suffer nearly a thousand casualties, and all the remaining ones abandoned their weapons and surrendered, with nearly two thousand horses."

"Fortunately, we have a great life! We only suffered a little injury." This sentence brought Liu Yun a lot of emotion.

Fortunately, these people will not continue to fight. If they persist to the end, Izumo Mountain will probably have been occupied.

Wang Ting then felt relieved and said, "Lord, Zhang Ling was blown to pieces, and he couldn't even get all the bones together."

"It's okay if you die, the old guy will give me a method of using two sides and three swords! This is the end of bullying me ignorance." Liu Yun said with a long sword in his hand, "Gather the troops immediately to support Wang Zhi!"

"Here!" Wang Ting took the order loudly.

On the mountain road, after experiencing the battle just now, soldiers in a mess were gathered in one place.

Liu Yun's men suffered nearly 200 casualties, but now there are less than 400 people.

As for the surrendered troops, there were nearly two thousand troops at this time.

This ratio made Liu Yun feel quite uneasy.

Fortunately, the biggest advantage of these people now is that there is no leader in the group.

Such a rare thing as four hundred people surrendering two thousand horses can only be met in such an era.

"Brothers, since you have chosen to surrender, that is my Liu Yun's soldier! It is not easy to make a living in this troubled world. I will treat you equally and work together to support the mountains and rivers! Liang Xing is now in the lush mountains, like a lost wild dog. If anyone can cut off this person's head and send it to me, reward a thousand gold and a hundred acres of land!" Liu Yun shouted with blood on his face.

"Huh! Huh! Huh! - Drink!"

The soldiers raised their weapons and shouted in unison.

Morale, which had just been frustrated, gradually recovered.

Liu Yun took a deep breath and said that some things are good or bad, but they cannot escape them if they are bad.

He could not predict how far these surrendered soldiers could use.

It was obviously not a wise move to take them to kill the coach just now, but it was helpless.

With Liu Yun's order, the army entered the dense Izumo Mountains.

The towering trees covered all traces and wiped away the traces of the war. Only the constant shouts of killing resounded throughout the valley.

The rumbling sound, like continuous muffled thunder, suddenly came from one mountain range.

When Liu Yun heard this, he immediately ordered the army to turn around and run towards the source of the sound.

It was the sound of the explosion of black gunpowder. Now Liu Yun is extremely familiar with this sound.

As we were almost in front of us, the sound of trees cracking and breaking constantly, like lightning and lightning, rising and falling.

The tragic war is evident.

Liu Yun did not dare to hesitate at all and immediately led the people to rush forward.

The dense shrubs were scraped on their bodies, like a stunning needle.

But Liu Yun seemed to be unknown, and he could guess Wang Zhi's current situation without thinking.

There are more than 4,000 people, and there is no natural danger to defend. Unless you win the grand prize, there is no chance of winning.

But when Liu Yun led the army to the mountain, he couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at the scene in front of him.

This scene is a bit different from what he imagined.

The entire northern slope of this mountain seemed to be chopped by a huge knife and axe, without even a single grass, only gray rocks. The rocks that slipped from the mountain hit a large blank space in the valley, and everything in the radius was buried.

Looking down from a high place, you can still see the soldiers who are at a loss and howling, and the sword armors scattered all over the ground.

Liu Yun couldn't help but feel nervous. Where is Wang Zhi and the others?!

"Wang Zhi!" Without caring about the rest, Liu Yun shouted anxiously.

"Wang Zhi! Prince Han!"

"General Wang! General Wang..."

The soldiers called together, and the landslide collapsed. Now there was no trace of Wang Zhi or Liang Xing.

Those who could see were only a few dozen soldiers struggling in the valley.

...

"Master, we won! We won!"

Wang Zhi's roar suddenly rang at the highest point of the mountain.

Liu Yun looked in surprise and saw Wang Zhi and dozens of people rushing out of the bushes on the top of the mountain. Although they were all in a mess, their energy looked pretty good.

Liu Yun looked at Wang Zhi who was running in front of him with great relief, and suddenly felt relieved and laughed happily.

"Wang Zhi, are you doing such a beautiful job! Just live, just live!"

Wang Zhi was stunned and leaned over and asked, "Lord, you seem to be cursing again?"

"So what if I scold people? We won today! More than a thousand of us, ten thousand of us were defeated, and we were defeated. Shouldn't I curse a few words?" Liu Yun shouted, and the aura accumulated in his heart disappeared at this moment, leaving only unspeakable pleasure.

Wang Zhi grabbed the lush black beard that spread from his ear to his chin, and laughed, "It's right! That must be!"

"You exploded the mountain? How did you think of it?" Liu Yun asked.

He had never taught Wang Zhi this move, and the situation was in danger, and Liu Yun really didn't remember this move.

Wang Zhi said proudly: "My subordinates were chased into the forest by Liang Xing's grandson, which was really like chasing a dog. When they chased him to this mountain, there were only more than forty people left by his side. After thinking about it, he would definitely have to finish playing this little person. If he wanted to reverse the situation, he would probably have to do the only ones in his hand."

"So you're going to think of the mountain blowing up?" Liu Yun asked.

Wang Zhi nodded while grabbing his beard, "I have no choice but to go to the end, but my subordinates just wanted to kill a few more, so they died! Unexpectedly, the mountain collapsed in this explosion!"

Liu Yun sighed with sarcastic remarks, "This is destiny!"

There is too much luck in this, and Liu Yun can only think so.

Forty people, even if they took hundreds of jars of black gunpowder, in this dense jungle, if the enemy dispersed their formation, they would probably not kill 4,000 people.

"This is God bless my lord!" Wang Zhi said seriously and seriously.

Liu Yun chuckled, "When did you learn this kind of flattery at the old man Gongsun?"

"What my subordinates say is reality, not like that of Gongsun's son." Wang Zhi said with a chuckle.

Is it really God bless?

God, Liu Yun doesn’t believe it so much.

But if Liu Che looked at Liu Yun's seed of hope that he had finally gotten, he would have been killed by Liang Xing and Zhang Ling in the vast mountains. He couldn't stand it and helped him secretly, Liu Yun believed it.

However, no matter what, Liu Yun was satisfied with the current results.

This can definitely be regarded as a typical battle where the less defeats the more, and the black gunpowder shows its power.

"Immediately collect the troops and horses of Liang Xing. We are now short of troops. It's a pity to abandon these soldiers without generals." Liu Yun ordered in a deep voice. If you miss such a great opportunity, you will be really blind.

"Here!" Wang Zhiling ordered to shout.

Liang Xing's ten thousand men have now been almost beaten into lonely ghosts and wandered among the mountains and forests that emerged from Yunshan.

Just like the nearly two thousand surrendered troops, if they have a home to go, they should not dislike it.

After all, if you walk out of this mountain and wait for their results, there are only two people.

First, he continued to join the Liangzhou army, while second, he became refugees.

"By the way, where is Liang Xing?" Liu Yun suddenly remembered and asked.

This is the most important thing. If this person is still alive, he will make a comeback when he goes down the mountain to reorganize his troops.

Wang Zhi pointed to the foot of the mountain and said, "The subordinates clearly saw that he had been buried! There were more than 2,000 people buried with him. In order to pursue us, he divided his troops into three groups. The people on both sides ran away by chance when the landslide collapsed. Only Liang Xing personally led the troops and was the first to be hit. The landslide cracked, and they were all buried without a few steps."

Liu Yun looked at the valley that was stained with blood and nodded slightly, "In two days, when the matter is calm, come here to pay tribute. More than 2,000 masterless lonely souls!"

"Here!" Wang Zhi was moved and nodded and said.

The most touched one is the array and the nearly two thousand Xiliang surrendered soldiers in the rear.

Although they hold weapons, they cannot make decisions on their own destiny.

They are more like stones that have built up the country and the country, and they can be moved there if they need to be used!

For them, since they put on this armor and picked up this long sword, their greatest desire in their life is to meet the wise master.

This was what the aristocratic officials wanted in their hearts at the end of the Han Dynasty.

It was the thought of these soldiers in their hearts.

...

At the foot of Mount Izumo, thousands of people gathered together. Although the lineup was huge, they were in chaos.

Some people abandoned their armor and fled in scattered places, while others stayed here, but were at a loss.

Without the generals, they will lose their backbone.

"A general has really died in the battlefield?" someone asked loudly.
To be continued...