Chapter 702

Wang Li has been following Zhang Wei for quite a long time. In such a long period of time, Wang Li knew Zhang Wei very well. She knew that Zhang Wei was not willing to retreat.

But the current situation is critical.

Wang Li once again said: "general, if we don't retreat, the army will break up completely, and I'm afraid we won't even have a chance to retreat after we are trapped. Now, we have to retreat. Please think twice. "

"General, we can't stop it."

Another general came quickly with a look of panic on his face.

"General, people are starting to flee."

"General, people are beginning to surrender."

……

One by one, the generals gathered around Zhang Wei and spoke loudly. These people originally followed Zhang Wei and came to xiegu pass with Zhang Wei. They were all high spirited and thought that the club was invincible.

Now, it's full of worries.

Zhang Xiu's army, aggressive, fierce, unstoppable.

"Go away!"

Zhang Wei was helpless and gave a loud order.

He looked at the battlefield, his face was helpless, more decadent. He is ambitious and ambitious. He wants to step on Zhang Xiu's corpse and become a famous general in the world. He even makes his elder brother look down on him.

But the reality is so tragic.

He led 50000 troops, including his own 30000 elite troops, but now, they can no longer resist, they can only retreat.

Come with ambition!

When I leave, I feel helpless!

"Dang! Dang! "

The retreat of the Gong, resounding through the battlefield.

With the retreat of Zhang Wei, Wang Li and others, Zhang Wei's army began to retreat like a tide. But when they retreated, they were already entangled by Zhang Xiu's army.

Countless soldiers intended to retreat, but under the fierce attack, all the backward soldiers were killed.

It's all one-sided killing.

When Zhang Xiu saw this scene, she had a calm look on her face. This scene was in his expectation. Although Zhang Lu lived in Hanzhong, in fact, he did not experience much war.

In front of him and his soldiers, the Hanzhong army, which had been in Chengping for a long time, could only be slaughtered and could not stop Zhang Xiu's army from attacking. The army rolled forward quickly, and no one could stop it.

Those who can retreat with Zhang Wei all rush forward; those who can escape but still run around quickly to get rid of the army.

As for those who finally fell behind, seeing the killing team, they no longer resisted, but knelt down and surrendered.

There are more and more voices of surrender.

The dense Hanzhong army, kneeling on the ground, was unwilling to resist.

Ma Chao, shamoko, Zhang Ya and others, who had never been in charge of the surrendering soldiers and troops, continued to march forward. On the contrary, Zhang Xiu sat in the rear of the town, mobilized only a small number of soldiers left in the camp, followed closely, seized the surrender soldiers and detained them one by one.

As Zhang Wei retreated, he became more and more nervous.

When he drove his horse to the road, he looked back and saw the army coming from the rear. He was even more nervous. He patted his horse on the back and let the horse speed up.

This is to avoid the pursuit from the rear.

He had to withdraw from xiegu pass before the troops arrived, and then use xiegu pass to garrison. If Zhang Xiu's army catches up with him, he can't escape.

At this moment, Zhang Wei had no ambition but to retreat.

The sound of the horse's hoof is heard in a hurry.

Zhang Wei was at the front of the retreat. He and his generals drove his horses on the way, and drew a certain distance from the rear army. Just as Zhang Wei was retreating quickly, the sound of horse's hooves suddenly sounded on the official road in front of him.

"Boom!"

The sound of horse's hooves came one after another.

The sound is so dense, so it's deafening. With this sound came, in front of the official road, a black line quickly wriggled up.

Three thousand white horses have emerged.

Headed by Zhao Yun, he was dressed in armor, white horse and white robe, with dragon gall and silver gun in his hand. At this moment, Zhao Yun's face was full of fighting spirit. Although it was not his first battle, it was his 3000 white horses' first fight.

There are many veterans in Baima Yi.

These veterans control the recruits, so that the whole white horse justice from the top to the ban.

"Kill

Zhao Yun pointed his gun forward.

With Zhao Yun's order, three thousand white horses have been dispersed. The strength of the light cavalry is not in keeping pace with each other, but in breaking up and rolling over.

The mighty war horse, fast sprint.

Its momentum, such as tiger down the mountain.

The curtain fell in Zhang Wei's eyes, and Zhang Wei's face changed greatly. He looked around. At this time, he couldn't escape. But Zhang Wei slowed down and let his generals and soldiers rush to the front. His side of Pro guard, also quickly forward, all people to protect Zhang Wei.In a moment, the cavalry had arrived.

Baima Yicong was like a sharp knife. When he came into contact with Zhang Wei's army, he directly poked into Zhang Wei's soldiers and chiseled through Zhang Wei's formation.

Zhao Yun turned his eyes and went straight to Zhang Wei's banner.

The big flag in the army is the symbol of Zhang Wei.

After the collapse of the flag, it means that Zhang Wei was killed, but also means that the army has no backbone. Where Zhang Wei's flag is, the soldiers will gather.

In the same way, Zhang Wei's position can be determined by the big flag.

Zhao Yun galloped his horse and killed with his gun. In his hand, the long Dan bright silver spear was constantly picked out. The tip of the spear flickered and stabbed the generals under Zhang Wei. In a flash, Zhao Yun killed Zhang Wei, less than ten steps away.

Zhao Yun recognized Zhang Wei at a glance.

It's not only that Zhang Wei is wearing conspicuous armor, but also that there are pro guards around him who protect him. Such a move is clearly Zhang Wei, not the rest.

Zhao Yun killed the horse in the past. The silver gun of dragon gall came out and stabbed a general. In the blink of an eye, the tip of the gun had been drawn from the other side's chest, bringing out the red blood.

Zhao Yun doesn't care about the people who have been killed by him and goes straight to Zhang Wei. His distance from Zhang Wei's position, in the continuous shortening, from ten steps to eight steps, finally less than four steps away.

Wang Li, holding a knife, came forward and said, "General Zhang, retreat quickly. I'll hold him down."

The sword in his hand cuts down, but the blade falls down. Zhao Yun's Dragon gall bright silver gun is haunted. The tip of the gun is like a python spitting a message. The cold light flashes away in the air. For a moment, Wang Li only feels a pain in her heart.

He looked down and saw that his chest had been pierced by the point of the gun.

"Poof!"

The tip of the gun was drawn out and blood spattered.

Wang Li screamed, and her body fell off the horse, without any breath.

Zhao Yun doesn't take care of Wang Li. He turns his eyes and finds Zhang Wei's position. He drives his horse to catch up with him. The distance between the two sides is not far. In a twinkling of an eye, it is not two steps away.

The Dragon gall silver gun swung in the air and swept out.

Zhang Wei raised his knife to block it, but the moment when the big gun and the blade collided, there was no stagnation. He directly knocked the sword away, and the barrel of the gun went forward, hitting Zhang Wei's rib hard.

"Chaka!"

The rib breaks, Zhang Wei screams miserably, the face is full of ferocious painful expression.

Under the impact of the turbulent force, Zhang Wei could no longer sit on the horse. His body flew straight out of the horse and fell to the ground.

Zhang Wei immediately wants to get up to escape, but without waiting for him to stand up, Zhao Yun has already killed him. The long Dan Liang silver gun stops in front of Zhang Wei's chest. As long as Zhao Yun makes a little effort, it will be enough to penetrate Zhang Wei's heart.