Guan Yan turned his head to look at everyone behind him. Everyone was ragged and gray-headed. Ji Ling was half of his head was removed by fire. Zhou Cang was shot in an arrow on his arm, and he was grinning in pain. Pei Yuanshao was burned by fire, and his naked flesh was slightly charred. From his expression, it can be seen that his pain was not less than Zhou Cang at this time.

Look at the number of soldiers behind me who had just escaped from the sea of ​​fire. The number of soldiers was less than two thousand. They were supporting each other in a crooked manner, almost all of them were lost. Just now, only escaping without caring about the injuries on their bodies, but now the strings of their minds were loosened, and the wounds on their bodies began to hurt. For a moment, the grief was everywhere.

Guan Yan sighed. Now he had only deep guilt and self-blame in his mind. Three thousand people died in less than half an hour! If it weren't for his own will, three thousand people wouldn't have died! If it weren't for his mind, three thousand people wouldn't have died!

The first battle of the army ended like this. How to face Tian Kai in the future? How to face Uncle Zhong? How to face the soldiers who follow him?

"General, be careful!" Ji Ling grabbed Guan Yan's arm and pulled it back hard. The Breaking Fengli arrow wiped Guan Yan's temples and flew behind him, inserting it deeply into the land.

Guan Yan touched the blood from the scratches on the temples, looked forward and saw thousands of people quickly arrayed from both sides of the valley to the center of the valley entrance. Shield soldiers were in front, spearmen were behind, and archers, who accounted for the majority, were bent their bows in the back formation and preparing for the preparation.

Chen Deng said: "Lord charges, don't set up his formation, choose one and attack them!"

Guan Yan opened his eyes widened: "Du Yuan, take your life!" After that, he forced himself to cheer up and urged the horses to lead the crowd forward to kill. The arrow that Du Yuan had just now almost killed Guan Yandi, Ji Ling, Pei Yuanshao, and Zhou Cang, how could Guan Yan still let Guan Yan take risks? They rushed to Guan Yan one after another, Du Yuan put down the strong bow in his hand and sneered: "The dying person is trying to make a spoil!" As he said that, he raised his right hand and fell down fiercely: "Shot the arrow!"

There was another rain of arrows, and dozens of people fell down on Guan Yan. Now Du Yuan is waiting for his work, and he has already gained an advantage in terms of numbers.

When Guan Yan and others rushed to Du Yuan's formation, more than 200 people had been killed or injured.

The shield hands in front of the Yellow Turban Army were all strong people, with more than 100 pounds of large shields standing in front of the formation, and the spearmen behind the shield were taking advantage of the opportunity to harvest the lives of the official army one by one.

Finally, the shield wall could not withstand the charge of the cavalry after all, and tore a hole open. Seeing this, Ji Ling and Zhou Cang drilled into the Yellow Turban Army's formation and made the hole bigger and bigger. Pei Yuanshao dragged it back and avoided the hole closing and prepared to pick up Guan Yan.

Guan Yan could kill the riots in the chaos with his horse, thick armor, swords and strong body. Looking at the Yellow Turbans wrapped around their foreheads and armor on their bodies, Guan Yan thought: Once upon a time, I was also dressed up, also called the Yellow Turbans, but in the end you betrayed me and betrayed my father! Thinking about this, Guan Yan added more force in his hands and harvested the lives of these former robes. Suddenly, Pei Yuanshao shouted not far away: "Major General, break through here!"

Guan Yanxun looked at him and saw Zhou Cang and Ji Ling leading hundreds of elites to kill in the Yellow Turban Army like crazy. Pei Yuanshao led dozens of Yellow Turban soldiers to drag him back and cover him up, trying to maintain the bloody path he could open.

Guan Yan pulled the reins and waved his sword: "All the soldiers follow me!" After that, he urged the horse to rush towards Pei Yuanshao.

Du Yuan was commanding the Yellow Turban Army to try to block the gap. When he heard Pei Yuanshao's call, he hurriedly followed Pei Yuanshao's gaze. Guan Yan's figure was running towards the gap. Du Yuan was panicked and could not let the tiger go back to the mountain! Du Yuan loudly ordered his personal guards and said, "Get my five-stone strong bow!"

Du Yuan usually only uses the Three-Stone Strong Bow, not that he cannot move the Five-Stone Strong Bow. Instead, the Five-Stone Strong Bow consumes too much energy, and one arrow needs to rest for three days before he can recover his vitality.

The last time I was chasing, and I didn’t carry my bow and arrows with me, Du Yuan made up his mind today and tried to let Guan Yan ruin this after three days of exhaustion.

Du Yuan held the dark five-stone strong bow and put on a giant wolf-tooth arrow as thick as a thumb. After breathing gently for a moment, the arrow slowly aimed at Guan Yan's fast-moving figure. As the bow string was pulled back, the bow body slowly deformed. A giggling sound came from the strong bow, but it did not affect Du Yuan's eyes at Guan Yandi.

Guan Yan was less than ten feet away from Pei Yuanshao. Du Yuan's arm gradually felt trembling. A drop of sweat slowly slid down from his forehead and was falling on the bowstring. At this moment, with a bang, the bowstring scattered the dripping sweat dripping without a trace. The giant wolf-toothed arrow on the string turned into a terrifying black shadow and flew towards Guan Yan!

The sound of the strings of the Five Stones Bow is unusual. Zhou Cang, Ji Ling, and Pei Yuanshao all looked at the place where the sound came in in surprise. In the flash, the three of them shouted at the same time: "General, be careful!!" However, Zhou Cang and Ji Ling were far apart and were powerless. Pei Yuanshao, who was closest to Guan Yan, had his eyes rippled. Without thinking, he flew towards Guan Yan...

The arrow of the wolf-tooth arrow penetrated Pei Yuanshao's armor effortlessly, and it penetrated from the back to the chest. The dark arrow seemed to have not yet enjoyed the smell of blood, and flew towards Guan Yan with Pei Yuanshao's body hideously.

With a muffled groan, Guan Yan was knocked off the horse by Pei Yuanshao's body. The two fell to the ground, but their bodies did not separate. It was not until the wolf-tooth arrow stabbed into Guan Yan's chest that the force on the arrow dissipated. However, Guan Yan and Pei Yuanshao were unable to separate as if they were nailed with nails.

"Lord!" "General!" "Major General!" Zhou Cang, Ji Ling, Chen Deng and the Yellow Turban Strongmen shouted loudly when they saw this.

Guan Yan spit out a mouthful of blood, pressed Pei Yuanshao with his arm, and said weakly: "Yuan Shao, Yuanshao." Pei Yuanshao just lay on Guan Yan. Guan Yan tilted his head with difficulty, and blood was still overflowing from Pei Yuanshao's mouth. Although his eyes were wide open, he was lifeless. Pei Yuanshao was penetrated by a powerful arrow, and he had already died!

Guan Yan couldn't help but burst into tears, enduring the pain in his heart, and wanted to push Pei Yuanshao's body away. He understood that this was not the time to be in pain, and it was important to break through the siege first.

But he gently pushed Pei Yuanshao's body, but the body drove the arrow to stir in Guan Yan's chest wound, making Guan Yan feel pain. After trying several times, Guan Yan gave up the heart-wrenching pain.

Several pushes made Guan Yan cough up a few mouthfuls of blood again. He raised his head slightly and saw Zhou Cang, Ji Ling, and Chen Deng leading dozens of Yellow Turban heroes to fight in his direction frantically.

However, when the soldiers were in full swing, they were exhausted, but they were all trying their best to save Guan Yan, and they were defeated by the Yellow Turban Army in a short time. However, after all, the number of people was too great. After the Yellow Turban Army surrounded him again, Zhou Cang Jiling and others were already at the end of their strength and were out of breath.

Guan Yan raised his head with difficulty and watched Zhou Cang Jiling's wounds in the crowd more and more; Chen Deng was also dispersed, his face was ferocious, and the blood on the wound had dyed the green robe ink; and the yellow turban heroes around him also fell down one by one.

Guan Yan exhaled, put his head and neck flat, closed his eyes, and tears mixed with blood fell from the corner of his eyes.

After a while, Guan Yan endured the pain, took a long breath, and shouted loudly: "All the soldiers break through, don't worry about me! Avenge me in the future!"

How could everyone give up easily? They just tried harder to kill Guan Yandi. For a moment, the battle situation became more intense, and the casualties on both sides became more serious. Du Yuan witnessed everything behind the formation, thinking: If Guan Yan is not dead, these people will have to kill back and rescue Guan Yan. According to Zhou Cang and others' desperate killing methods, even if they kill them in the end, I don't know how many more people will die here. They must eliminate their thoughts to reduce casualties.

Thinking of this, Du Yuanqiang was energetic and provoked the spear, kicking the horse hard, and pointed the gun not far away and shouted loudly: "Little Thief Guan, come on your life!"

Du Yuan was getting closer and closer. Guan Yan even saw Du Yuan's grim smile on his face. Zhou Cang, Ji Ling, Chen Deng and others shouted Guan Yan could no longer listen. At this time, Guan Yan no longer had fear of death. He looked at the sky powerlessly, and a group of geese flew south slowly. Guan Yan slowly closed his eyes and murmured: "I'm going back..."

Just as the spear in Du Yuan's hand was stabbing Guan Yan's face, a short spear flew from the back of the Yellow Turban Army and strongly flew behind Du Yuan.

Du Yuan had already heard the sound of breaking through the air behind him, but the previous arrow had exhausted all his energy. He was barely able to kill Guan Yan, who could not move himself, but he was willing to avoid this short spear but not enough.

Poor Du Yuan could only watch the short spear penetrated into his neck, flew out with his body, and nailed it to the ground.

Du Yuan vomited blood and grabbed the short spear inserted into his neck with both hands. He wanted to say something but was stuck back by the gushing blood. Du Yuan's body twitched twice, and gradually stopped moving. His wide eyes were still telling his unwillingness during his lifetime...

Before the Yellow Turban Army could see Du Yuan’s death in battle, a roar attracted their attention.

"Lord, don't panic, Zang Ba is here!"
Chapter completed!