Tiegen raised his head and looked at the big eagle flying south, his mind was blank.

He was born and raised in the grassland. He had never seen such a big eagle on the grassland, at least twice the size of the condor of their Eagle Tribe. In front of such a giant eagle, his condor had no power to fight back at all. He was captured in two rounds, whether to die or live, only God knows.

His heart seemed to have been cut and blood was gushing. This eagle was raised by him since childhood. It was not only a divine object of their tribe, but just like his brothers. The Eagle Tribe has been able to gain a foothold in the grasslands over the years, and the Black Eagle Iron Cavalry has become famous in the grasslands. This eagle has played an immeasurable role. Now, this eagle is actually captured by a larger black eagle like a chicken. Does it mean that God has abandoned the Eagle Tribe?

Iron root feels heartbroken and angry.

"Charge!" Tiegen raised his sword and hissed.

The Five Hundred Black Hawk Knights responded, hugged the iron root, and rushed out of the formation first, like a black torrent, pounced on Guan Yu and Baima Yicong who were coming towards him. The Five Hundred Knights were as clean as one person, with a smooth formation and the distance between them was just right, which could not only avoid head-on confrontation with the other party, but also protect the enemy from being stunned.

The spear is like a forest, and the sword is like lightning.

The Black Hawk Iron Cavalry galloping on the grassland showed his uniqueness as soon as he came out of the formation.

Iron root has enough confidence.

Duan Song failed to pursue Guan Yu and others, but Guan Yu broke several formations and killed more than a thousand people. Ke Zui had to let him bring three thousand knights of the Eagle Tribe to reinforce. Ke Zui made such a choice, with two considerations: one was that he had five hundred black eagle cavalry around him, and the other was that he had a condor. Now, the condor he was captured by a larger eagle, and he would never help him lock in the position of Guan Yu and others. If Guan Yu could not be killed in one fell swoop and allowed him to break out of the encirclement, it would be difficult for them to capture Guan Yu in the vast grassland.

After a day and night of fighting, Guan Yu and others were exhausted and suffered considerable losses. His 500 Black Hawk Knights were full of energy and fighting spirit. Tiegen had enough confidence to kill Guan Yu and others with one charge. Even if there was a fish that escaped the net, it could not escape the 2,500 cavalry behind him.

The killing of this invincible Han general who made countless Xianbei people frightened and avenged the eagle.

Iron root galloped on his horse, and the Black Hawk Iron Cavalry shot at Guan Yu like a black arrow.

Guan Yu slapped his horse and ran wildly. More than 300 white horses followed closely behind. They were like a sharp long sword, and were about to pierce the sky.

From afar, Guan Yu saw the formation of the Black Hawk Iron Cavalry, and his heart suddenly became tight. After fighting on the grassland for several days, he could already estimate the strength of the opponent's charge formation. The formation of the Black Hawk Iron Cavalry could tell at a glance that it was not an ordinary person. If the troops were equal and there was sufficient preparation, Baima Yicong might have the power to fight. Now that he has been fighting hard for a long time, Baima Yicong has already reached the verge of collapse, and there is only one result in the fight against him: the entire army is wiped out.

In an instant, several thoughts flashed through Guan Yu's mind. Should he retreat immediately, preserve his strength? Or should he meet him and die bravely in battle?

Retreat without fighting is equivalent to escaping at the last minute. Guan Yu cannot tolerate such cowardice.

To him, he was seeking benevolence and gaining benevolence, but the more than 300 white horses behind him were a bit worthless. Guan Yu knew how much Gongsun Zan loved these subordinates, and also knew that these white horses had done their best and should not die in vain. Whether it was to Gongsun Zan or these white horses, he could not be too selfish.

In a moment, Guan Yu made a decision. He raised the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, turned around and shouted at Baima Yicongmen, "Turn right, turn right."

Bai Ma Yi never thought about it, and immediately turned his head, avoided the Black Hawk Iron Cavalry rushing towards the front, and rushed to the southeast. They were all warriors who had been through many battles. You can see at a glance that the Black Hawk Iron Cavalry is a real strong enemy, and it is definitely not something they can resist now. Retreat in time, preserve their strength, and defeat them next time is the wisest way. Guan Yu's order hit it off with their subconscious, and he responded tacitly.

However, they immediately found that Guan Yu did not turn, but jumped onto Jueying, rushed towards the Black Hawk Cavalry with one single sword.

"General——" The White Ma Yicong screamed in surprise.

"You guys retreat quickly, Guan Mou cut off the rear." Guan Yu shouted in a hoarse voice: "Go away, go away!"

In a moment, Guan Yu had already rushed dozens of steps and left the team.

Baima Yiren looked at each other, and the military marquis Li Rongqing shouted: "I am so arrogant and invincible across the grassland. How can I sit and see General Guan cut off the back? You retreat first, and I will help General Guan with one arm."

After saying that, he also turned his horse's head and chased Guan Yu.

"Go too!"

"Go too!"

The White Horse Yisong turned his horse's heads one after another, gave up retreating, and spontaneously followed the military marquis and rushed towards the Black Eagle Iron Cavalry. These days, they had been with Guan Yu day and night. Although they felt that Guan Yu was arrogant, they were sympathetic to the soldiers and had high martial arts skills, which was rare in the world. Without Guan Yu every time he charged forward, they would not have achieved such great results, nor could they have persisted until now. They could not have watched Guan Yu die alone.

Unexpectedly, more than three hundred white horses turned their horses' heads again, and roared in unison toward the Black Hawk Iron Cavalry.

Iron Gen was not surprised to see the white horse Yi turning to retreat. Any cavalry with a little knowledge will be shocked by the strength of the Black Hawk Iron Cavalry and instinctively react to retreat. Since these Han cavalry can easily kill Murong Ji's battle formation and kill generals and flags, they are of course truly elite. The more elite they are, the more they know the strength of the Black Hawk Iron Cavalry. In this case, the wisest choice is to leave without fighting.

Although he wouldn't let them escape easily.

As soon as he saw the White Horse Yi going southeast, Tiegen ordered the Black Hawk Iron Cavalry to turn. The sound of the horn sounded, and the Black Hawk Iron Cavalry drove the war horse to turn left, changed direction, and rushed towards the White Horse Yicong.

However, Guan Yu rushed up with a single horse, which surprised Tiegen. He didn't know what this man wanted to do. Could he want to challenge the 500 Black Hawk Iron Cavalry alone?

Just when Tiegen was not understanding Guan Yu's intention, Baima Yicong turned again, which surprised him. In this way, the Black Hawk Iron Cavalry would rush to the front of Baima Yicong and endure the attack from Baima Yicong, and the losses would be very great. He didn't have time to think too much, and immediately ordered to turn again.

Unfortunately, his orders were a bit late. No matter how well the Black Hawk Iron Cavalry was, after all, it was a formation of hundreds of people, and it charged at high speed. It took not only time, but also space. It took a hasty point to start, and Guan Yu and Bai Ma Yichang could never allow them to adjust their formation calmly.

Guan Yu was the first to catch the enemy. The Qinglong Yanyue Sword drew a cold light. The two Black Hawk Knights didn't even have time to scream, but they were cut into two pieces by Guan Yu and his spear. Their bodies were still on the back of the horse. They rushed forward dozens of steps with the war horse before they fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, with a loud "boom", Jueying carried Guan Yu and crashed into the charge formation of the Black Hawk Iron Cavalry. Guan Yu knew that he had exhausted his true energy and it was difficult to kill the enemy formation and break out. He just would rather die in the battlefield than escape at the last minute. At the same time, he had to kill as many Xianbei people as possible to buy time for the white horse to retreat. Therefore, he did not leave any strength as soon as he took action, and with the determination to die together, he rode his horse to hit the Xianbei people.

Jueying neighed and hit the side of a dark horse. The black horse neighed with a sad voice, moved two steps sideways, and then hit the body of a war horse next to it, and fell to the ground at the same time. The knight on the horse's back caught off guard and flew out horizontally, slamming his teeth and claws against a companion, and then fell to the ground. He was then stepped on by a galloping war horse. After a few screams, there was no sound.

While Guan Yu was rushing to the horse, he jumped up from Jueying's back and turned around in the air. The Qinglong Yanyue Sword drew an arc with the rotational waist force to break into the Xianbei team with an arc of more than two meters in diameter.

The sound of "hissing" was endless. Several Xianbei knights watched the blade step in front of them, but they had no time to shoot. Although they raised their shields, spears or swords, in front of Guan Yu's desperate attack without leaving any room for anything, no resistance was helpful.

A shield, a knife is broken, and a person is killed.

Guan Yu, one by one, one by one, one by one, smashed into the formation of the Black Hawk Iron Cavalry like a huge rock, instantly disrupting the rhythm of the Black Hawk Iron Cavalry's charge and blocking the torrent of their charge. Several Black Hawk Knights were killed by him, but more people didn't have time to adjust their direction and were even more reluctant to adjust their direction, but rushed towards him by horse.

Guan Yu's legs fell to the ground, as steady as a rock. Facing the Black Hawk Knight who was rushing over continuously, he was not afraid. He danced the Qinglong Yanyue Sword like a windmill, and killed people when he met a horse. In an instant, he cut off his legs from his horse and fell to the ground with a sad neigh. One by one, the Black Hawk Knights fell down and were killed mercilessly by him.

He was like a bloodthirsty millstone, ruthlessly reaping the life of the Black Hawk Knight.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of cavalry were killed by him in front of the formation, and more knights were still rushing towards him.

Guan Yu felt his physical strength fading quickly, and the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand became heavier and heavier. Every time he waved it, he felt that it might be the last time, and every time he slashed, he might never be able to lift it up again. But he refused to give up, gritted his teeth, and forced the remaining physical strength again and again.

The Xianbei people were angry.

The Black Hawk Iron Cavalry crisscrossed the grassland and never lost with the same force, let alone being severely injured by one man and one horse. If this Han general was not killed, the Black Hawk Iron Cavalry's reputation would be defeated from then on. What other face would claim to be a true elite? Without the order from Iron Gen, more Black Hawk Knights rushed over and surrounded Guan Yu in the middle, attacked wildly, and swearing to kill this crazy Han general.
Chapter completed!