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At this time, three battlefields have been formed within a radius of thirty miles, one cavalry against cavalry, one cavalry against stance, and one infantry and cavalry fighting melee.∈◆, any battlefield failure will directly affect the other two battlefields, resulting in a global passiveness or even a defeat.

The moment the Dragon Wolf Armored Cavalry broke out of the camp, Cao Cao and Liu Bei had already seen signs of defeat.

The first person to be hit was Xiahou Yuan. His raid was first blocked by the Dragon Wolf Heavy Cavalry. After three rounds and turns, only half of the sixty Dragon Wolf Heavy Cavalry remained, and only half of the hundred cavalry belonging to Xiahou Yuan were left, and the infantry were dispersed.

The three hundred dragon wolf entourages used this precious buffering time to quickly arrange the array, then maintain the formation, advance slowly, and respond to the heavy cavalry.

At this point, Xiahou Yuan's raid plan had been declared unsuccessful, and next, he had to fight for the fate of himself and the troops. Until this time, although Xiahou Yuan lost the initiative and lost his troops, if he retreated urgently, there was still hope to save the last seed. Xiahou Yuan was also struggling, and he would not retreat, and at this moment, a new enemy appeared.

Hundreds of dragon wolf armored cavalry that broke out of the camp wiped out the last glimmer of hope that Xiahou Yuan had left. At this time, he no longer considered whether to withdraw or not, but how to escape, and at the same time he brought more soldiers as much as possible to escape.

Xiahou Yuan soon discovered in despair that if he had taken more people to run, if he escaped slowly, even his enemies would be full of cavalry. Apart from dozens of cavalry and hundreds of stairs beside him, how could he run with his legs than four legs? In the end, he would have to be beaten to death.

"If you don't want to die here, follow me to break out!" Xiahou Yuan held five or six spears and shouted and charged. One spear was broken, another one was changed, and then another one was changed. Behind him, only more than thirty cavalry were following closely, and behind him were more than a hundred soldiers.

At this moment, Xiahou Yuan's ears were nothing but the roar of fighting like a tsunami. He could not hear anything. Looking around, he was covered with blood red, and all the enemy cavalry were all on all sides. Blocking and counterattacking was entirely based on instinct, and no skills were used. Life and death were all tied to the sharp blade's instinctive reaction in an instant. During breathing, life and death were determined immediately.

Xiahou Yuan's body suffered countless heavy blows, his armor was deformed, his helmet was knocked away, and his arms were numb. He still gritted his teeth and pricked...

I don’t know how long it took to kill, but when the last spear in Xiahou Yuan’s hand was broken, the pressure suddenly relaxed, his eyes lit up, and he came out of the formation. At this moment, Xiahou Yuan had the urge to fall directly from the horse’s back and lie on the ground without moving. But before he could do it, a horse rushed over in the diagonal thorn. Xiahou Yuan waved his half-cut spear and hit it.

The cavalry swung the spear in a square and squirted, and snapped! He snatched the half-cut spear away, and at the same time, a thunderous sound came into his ears: "Xiahou, it's me!"

Xiahou Yuan turned his head. His vision was red, but he could still see clearly that it was Zhang Fei.

Xiahou Yuan felt relieved and was about to speak, but he found that he could not make any sound and his voice was hoarse.

Zhang Fei looked at him and was even more shocked. Xiahou Yuan's eyes were congested and red at this time. His hair was disheveled, half of his face was covered with blood, and his hair was formed into strands by dried plasma plates, and he was placed on his shoulders, shaped like a monster, which was extremely scary. This guy was really crazy about killing.

"Let's go! Go quickly! Let's talk about it when you go back." When Zhang Fei saw Xiahou Yuan's expression, he knew what he wanted to ask. He grinned and wanted to laugh, but it was even worse than crying. "There is still a chance to survive if you can grab the horse, but you can't..." There is no need to say anything below, I believe Xiahou Yuan will understand.

At this time, deafening sounds of hooves came from behind, and everyone turned their heads and looked at them, complaining secretly.

The Dragon Wolf Armor Cavalry is here.

When Zhang Fei saw this, he immediately ran west without saying a word, followed by a few cavalry following him. This was the survivor who escaped.

Xiahou Yuan stroked the mount with sweating profusely and trembling four hooves, and squeezed out a hint of hoarse voice: "Old guy, work harder, it's up to you." He whipped his horse, raised his hooves, and rushed towards the small bridge to the west. Behind him, more than ten surviving cyclists followed.

The small bridge is right in front of you, you can escape as long as you rush over. Zhang Fei has already rushed over, and his remaining cavalry has followed, and then Xiahou Yuan...

At this moment, a sad cry suddenly came from behind: "Dian Jun wants to abandon us and leave?"

Xiahou Yuan was shocked and turned around. He saw that the hundreds of soldiers following him had been divided, driven, surrounded, and killed by hundreds of cavalry and infantry... Many soldiers were still calling at the last moment, but the next moment they were cut down by the scattered blades and covered with blood; even worse, they were knocked down by war horses, trampled on their hooves, and stomped into flesh mud...

Xiahou Yuan's face muscles twitched, and he suddenly stretched out his hand: "Get the spear!"

Everyone was shocked: "Dian Jun, you must not!"

"Everyone comes with me, how can I bear to abandon it alone?" Xiahou Yuan pulled two spears, clamped it tightly under his ribs, staring at the flesh and blood vortex a hundred steps away, roaring deep in his throat, clamping his feet, and rushing towards the enemy formation without hesitation. The left and right riders looked at each other, smiled at the sky, thrust his horse's buttocks hard, and followed closely...

Xiahou Yuan was trapped in the battle, and the first domino had fallen, which finally triggered a terrible chain reaction.

The second fallen domino is Guan Ping's Bai Libing.

It is normal for Bai Libing to meet the Dragon Wolf Bow Cavalry to be exhausted. If you run away, you can't escape others; if you run away, you can't escape others; if you shoot, you can't shoot; what should you do with them?

Guan Ping soon discovered this, but when he was about to get rid of his opponent, he realized that he had stepped into the mud in one step, unable to pull it out, unable to pull it off, unable to shake it off, unable to get it off, unable to get it off, and unable to get it away. The opponent took advantage of the horsepower, and went like the wind, with the arrow vicious, seemingly teasing, and was very ruthless. Guan Pingkong had the ability, but he could only stare at him if he couldn't stand it.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people beside him, Guan Ping couldn't bear it anymore. These elite cavalrymen were handed to him by the lord. Now they have suffered heavy losses. How can he have the face to return and report to his life?

When they retreated to a forest, Guan Ping took a deep breath, a sense of determination surged on his face, and suddenly pulled his horse and shouted: "Retreat from the forest, leave two cavalry to break the back with me."

There is no way to block this forest road with a small number of cavalry. If the dragon wolf bow cavalry chases, they must repel them first, otherwise they have to circle around the woods for half a circle. In this way, the white soldiers can get rid of the terrifying enemy cavalry like candy and get out safely.

Guan Ping yelled at the Dragon Wolf Bow Rider who was surrounded from afar: "Come on! I have a challenge. One on one, one on two, one on five, one on ten, choose any. Come on!"

Dozens of dragon wolf archers approached, arrows were placed on the bow, and looked at the three chasers coldly. Their reply was a burst of arrows, shooting Guan Ping from the left and right from the cavalry.

Guan Ping jumped over the horse and cut his teeth and roared and rushed towards him, just trying to pull a few people on the back. When Guan Ping rushed to more than ten steps, a rope flew over the obliquely pierced, putting the long handle in his hand. Guan Ping rushed back, and the other party pulled it hard, stretching the rope straight. At the moment of competing, another rope flew over, putting his arm around, pulling it twice, and the long handle knife took off his hand. Finally, seven or eight lassoes flew over, steadily covering his body and neck, pulling it from all directions, pulling Guan Ping away from the saddle, and his body hung in the air...

The third domino to be knocked down is Guan Yu and Han Hao.

The two thousand soldiers and horses led by the two generals have been ground to pieces by the Dragon Wolf Light Cavalry. Unlike the heavy cavalry that is as domineering as a heavy hammer, the Dragon Wolf Light Cavalry is like a sharp thin blade, bleeding the enemy's flesh little by little. It seems that there is not much killing, but in fact it has been ground to the enemy's morale to a small extent. Just wait for the Dragon Wolf infantry army to rush, and it will inevitably collapse.

Just as the two armies were about to collapse, the reinforcements of two thousand-man teams finally came. This was the last trump card of the Cao and Liu Bei. Cao Cao and Liu Bei thought they had a chance of winning, so they took a gamble. But as soon as the army rushed to the other side, the dragon wolf armored cavalry suddenly appeared, and Cao Liu beat his chest and stamped his feet...

The two divisions have decided the outcome, and only the main battlefield is left.

On the west bank of the water, there were troops rushing to array with water on one side, barbarians running wildly, fences tightened, and beasts roaring.

When the two armies collided with each other with a loud bang, it was like two watermelons colliding, and red and white objects burst into the sky.

The army of thousands of people was in the battle, and the only ones who really came into contact with the soldiers at the front of the array were the few rows of soldiers at the front. The front row fell down and the back row was substituted, like peeling bamboo shoots, gradually progressing. However, the fighting style of the Barbarian Camp opened the eyes of these soldiers in the Central Plains.

The ones rushing in front of the formation were the extreme northern barbarians wearing armor and carrying heavy maces and axes. These once wild men in the forest were generally over 1.9 meters tall, with arms and feet as thick as ordinary people, and they were like small giants. They swept and smashed them with heavy weapons in their hands, and even the shields had to be crushed. They were unstoppable, and several layers of the enemy formation were cut off in an instant.

Following closely behind are the Yiluo people, Fuyu people, Juwo people, who are flexible and good at leaping. Some of them are like rolling dragons, holding short blades and drilling in and out under the giant's crotch, attacking the enemy's lower plate. Every move will be bloody; some even take advantage of the running momentum to step on the shield raised by their companions in front of them, jumping high, crossing the front row of giants, and smashing them like stones.

Haven't the Cao-Liu coalition ever seen such a fighting style of attacking the upper, middle and lower three groups of troops participating in the fight? Although the number of people is several times larger, the situation is just the opposite. The Barbarian Battalion is several times larger than the Cao-Liu coalition. The result is that the Barbarian Battalion, which is less and more, actually suppresses the Cao-Liu coalition from beginning to end. The domineering aura of "I don't care how many people you have, but there are not as many of us anyway" completely suppresses the entire audience.

Faced with dozens of violent giants, the omnipresent dark blades, and the attack from the sky, the huge "bamboo shoot" of the Cao and Liu coalition forces was peeled layer by layer at an astonishing speed, gradually revealing its core...

The dragon and wolf light cavalry, who were wandering outside the formation, suddenly entered from the flanks like a wolf, and the Cao-Liu coalition army finally became in chaos and the defeat was irreversible.
Chapter completed!