.    Chapter 66: Defeat

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The entire Dijinze camp was completely shrouded in raging fires. All resistance was instantly gone in front of the sharp sabers of Eagle Beak Rock. The slaves in the camp helped each other to break their shackles, pick up shoulder poles, picks, sticks, or picks up sabers that fell to the ground, or even held a feather arrow in their hands, chasing the Zhongmeng people in the camp frantically...

"Yun Zhao, do you want to stop it? This is a bit too much!" A cavalry rushed to Yun Zhao's horse and whispered. Just now, a slave smashed a half-milled child with a shoulder pole and broke his brain and died. This situation was happening everywhere in the entire Dijinze camp.

Yun Zhao looked at the Mengren who was crying and running for life in the camp with disgust, and said coldly: "Any drink and peck, there will be a destiny. If these Mengren were better to these slaves, how could they end up today? You see that they are pitiful now. How can they bully these slaves in normal times? These slaves are our comrades. I will not frown even if these Mengren die."

The cavalry lowered his head, "Yes!"

"Besides, we don't have time. We have to help the boss now. Let's do it here." Yun Zhao ran away from the camp with dark clouds and snow.

The red eagle flag was waving, and the sound of the ox horns gathered in the gathering of troops sounded. The Yingzui Rock tribes scattered in the Dijinze camp quickly gathered under the banner, headed by Yun Zhao, and rushed towards the battlefield dozens of miles away.

Like thunder and iron hooves, they stomped through the shallow grass, kicked up rolling yellow sand, and swept across the desert like wind. About twenty miles away, Yun Zhao's troops crashed into a horse bandit who was retreating from the main battlefield and rushing towards the camp in panic.

"Kill!" Yun Zhao waved Yi Shuihan and rushed over.

How could the defeated people, who had become scattered soldiers and bravely scattered, stop the people of Yingzhu Rock, who were highly motivated and energetic, be killed in an instant, turn their horses and flee back.

The opponent ran away, and Yun Zhao and others behind him pulled out the iron bow and shot the enemies one by one. Even though the opponent could occasionally turn around and shoot back immediately, the impact on them was minimal.

Albugu belonged to him had collapsed at this time. Just like a few years ago, the horses all over the mountains and fields fled. At this time, they were just faster than their companions.

Albugu wanted to cry without tears. This battle was faster and worse than he had lost a few years ago. Seeing that the situation was hopeless, he could only run away. Fortunately, he knew that there were still a thousand large tent soldiers from Jamuha coming here not far away. Only by engaging with them can he avoid the destruction of the entire army.

Jamuha led a thousand elite soldiers to rush to the battlefield. In his heart, no matter how bad Albugu was, he had more than 3,000 people under him. It was more than two hours of resistance. When he arrived, the overall situation was settled. Thinking that he could fulfill Princess Yardan's expectations immediately, he couldn't help but bursts of excitement. Yingzui Rock was a stubborn bandit that had been entrenched in the desert for decades and had not been wiped out. Now he was about to fall under his own hands. Why didn't it make people happy? His military achievements also added a lot of money.

"Sir, look!" Qi Yangang beside him suddenly screamed, pointing to the rolling smoke and dust in front of him, and the cavalry all over the mountains were running over the sky.

Jamuha was shocked. For a moment, the blood in his body almost condensed together. The one who was running in front was Albugu's jin Zema bandits. The team chasing behind was several arrow formations. Although they were running at high speed, the formation was not at all chaotic. The red eagle flag fluttering in the wind showed that the Eagle-billed Rock won, and Albugu did not last for even two hours.

"Bastard!" Jamuha cursed.

"Sir, sir, they will disrupt our formation!" Seeing that he was panicked, he actually rushed towards the Dijin Zema bandits who were rushing towards his headquarters, Qi Yan Gang shouted in panic.

"Blow the trumpet and warn them, let them separate from each other!" Jamukha ordered loudly, "So, if the soldiers, dare to rush to their own formation, kill Wuhe!"

The soldiers of the big tent shouted in unison, quickly changing the formation, and the sound of pulling the bow and winding the strings.

After a moment, Jamukha found that he had miscalculated. In a panic, he treated the other party as a disciplined soldier, but the other party was a horse bandit, and he didn't know what military discipline was. The sound of warning horns and the order of waving flags to separate them from each other were simply playing the piano for them. When the gen Zema bandit saw them, they thought they had come to saviors, and they rode their horses straight towards them, waving their arms desperately while running, which meant that they were calling for help.

Jamuha's face turned green and she waved her big hand: "Shot the arrow!"

The Dijin Zema bandit thought that the rescue was coming, but they never expected that the death-destroying Yan Luo came. Unpredictably, dozens of people fell down from the first round of arrows.

There was a road blocking in front and pursuers behind. The bandits in Dijinze were a little desperate for a moment. They were surrounded by accomplices who were running away. Even if someone woke up, they could not run to both sides. They could only follow the flow and rushed forward.

Jamuka's face changed, "Shoot, shoot arrows!"

Two more rounds of arrows came out, and hundreds of horse bandits came, but that was all. The Dijinzema bandits rushed up and rushed into Jamukha's tribe. The horse bandits who were eager to escape even raised the sabre in their hands and slashed the Mongolian tent soldiers in front of them frantically.

The whole scene was extremely chaotic.

Shen Feng's face was flushed with excitement. Everything was as expected. Time was extremely accurate. "Blow the trumpet, attack!" The red eagle flag was waving, the sound of the horns resounded throughout the battlefield. The eagle beak rock formed three arrows and plunged into the chaotic horse bandits and the big tent soldiers in front.

Seeing the hornet-billed rock bandit who was like a burnt red soldering iron inserted into a piece of tofu, Jamuha closed his eyes in pain, "How could it be like this?"

"Retreat!" He looked at the red eagle flag flying in the distance unwillingly and issued an order to retreat.

Yun Zhao chased at the forefront, his dark clouds stepped on the snow faster than others. The croaking sound of Pojun in his hand was the invitation of King Yama. With each sound, one fell down his horse until all the feather arrows in the quiver were shot out, and he pulled out Yi Shuihan.

Yun Zhao was aiming at the leader of the big tent soldier not far away. He always looked familiar, as if he had seen it there.

Seeing Yun Zhao riding alone and suddenly moving forward, Hong Madam rushed to defeat the big red horse and ran towards him. Although the soldiers in the tent were chaotic, it would still be very dangerous if they fell into it alone.

Jamuha heard the crisp sound of horse hooves behind him, and turned around and looked at the extremely stern black horse running towards him. The resisters along the way had completely lost their resistance under the opponent's knife. "Yun Zhao!" he screamed in disbelief.

In Lucheng, the two competed for archery skills and they were completely defeated. In Yunjia Village, they had the advantage and were about to take the life of this person, but they were disrupted by the Hongniang again. Now it seems that this guy has been thrown into Yingzui Rock. As expected, this person will become a major concern of the Mongolian tribe.

He turned around and set up a bow and arrow, three arrows shot straight at Yun Zhao, without even looking at the result. He turned the string again, and three arrows were connected, with six arrows on one side completely blocking Yun Zhao up, down, left and right.

The opponent suddenly counterattacked, and the counterattack was so sharp that Yun Zhao obviously didn't expect it. He was a little busy for a moment and swung Yi Shuihan hard to smash the feather arrows one by one. However, Jamuha's arrows were too tricky. Two of them were actually shot by the dark clouds and snow. Seeing that Yun Zhao was too late to block them, a horse whip was swinging in the diagonal thorn, and two thrusts hit the arrows.

"Yun Zhao, be careful!" The Hong Madam shouted loudly. She looked up at Yun Zhao, but saw that Yun Zhao's eyes were a little straight, staring at Jamuha who was running farther and farther away.

"It's him, it's him!" Yun Zhao shouted at the top of his lungs.

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