Then a thousand Chu army cavalry poured out like a flood that broke off a gate, and countless pairs of horse hooves trampled the corpses. Such ferocious tigers and wolves followed Guan Jing out of the camp on a bloody road.

The three thousand dismounted cavalry outside the city gate did not expect that the enemies inside Shouchun City would counter-attack under such an unfavorable situation without stepping up defense of the city.

The cavalry of Cao's army who were attacking the city head were no longer in complete formation, and the archers of Xiahou Dun's soldiers behind them were afraid of hurting their own people, so they watched the two sides fighting helplessly.

Guan Jing and these former white-horse warriors now used their last strength to fight them all.

Wherever the sword flew in Guan Jing's hand, blood and broken limbs flew everywhere, and the howling sound was like a wolf howling.

When it comes to combat effectiveness, although today's Baima Congyi still has the same reputation as today, today's soldiers have been replaced by most of the newcomers, so the current Baima Congyi is not much stronger than the current elite cavalry of Cao's army.

Moreover, there are more than 3,000 cavalry under the city, while the new army only has more than 1,000 people.

But the only difference between Cao's army now is that they don't have a formation, so they were cut into several sections by Guan Jing and other new armies. In the blink of an eye, Cao's army fell into a situation of falling apart.

At this time, the cavalry led by Guan Jing really wanted to vent their long-suppressed resentment.

In an instant, the entire city gate was covered with blood, and all that could be seen were broken limbs and broken arms that kept dancing.

A few hundred steps away, tens of thousands of Xiahou Dun's main forces were arrayed. Seeing the sudden change in the situation of their army, they could not move forward to save them. Their hearts were filled with sighs and exclamations.

Xiahou Dun, who was in the formation, looked at the fighting battlefield in front of him and smiled inadvertently, "It seems that there are still a few courageous people among the enemy."

Xia Houjie, who was standing next to him, said: "Brother, I think Guan Jing can only hold more than a thousand cavalry. The city gate has been opened at this time. Why don't we take advantage of the situation and rush forward to attack and kill him in one fell swoop."

Xiahou Dun sneered and waved the spear in his hand slightly, signaling Xiahoujie to come over. Xiahoujie turned his horse and moved closer to his elder brother in confusion.

"Brother, that Zhong Jin has been disrespectful to our Xiahou brothers for a long time, and I have long wanted to punish him." Xiahou Dun said slightly.

Words.

Xiahou Dun then raised the big gun in his hand, raised his head and shouted: "General Zhong is a strong general of our Cao army, and the cavalry he leads are the elite of our army. How can he be defeated by Guan Jing?"

Without the marshal's order, other generals and soldiers did not dare to send troops.

The 50,000-strong army actually watched helplessly as the 3,000-strong army was killed by Baima Congyi without even a chance to fight back.

Outside the city gate, Zhong Jin saw the unstoppable power of the cavalry led by Guan Jing, and saw his soldiers being killed one after another. Zhong Jin was naturally very anxious.

Zhong Jin originally thought that Xiahou Dun would take the opportunity to use his troops to cover up the attack and help him out of the predicament, and they fought for a long time, but he did not expect that there was no sign of help in the formation.

Zhong Jin was annoyed and cursed secretly in his heart: "Xia Houdun, Xia Yuanrang, damn you, you don't care about my life or death, withdraw the whole army, withdraw."

Cao's cavalry, which was crowded on the front line outside the city, began to disperse in a panic.

At this time, Guan Jing's robe was already stained with blood, and the weapon in his hand had turned from black to red.

Although Cao's army and the Youzhou army did not make a stand again, the reputation of White Horse Congyi had already resounded throughout the Central Plains. Guan Jing looked at the big-character flag with the word "Zhong" in front of him, and Zhong Jin must be under the flag.

"Those thieves of Cao Jun dare to use their power to bully others and offend me, Shouchun. I, Guan Jing, will show you my methods."

Anger welled up in his heart, and Guan Jing, who was already covered in blood, sat down and clamped his legs on the horse's belly, looking at Guan Jing, he rushed out.

Along the way, the long sword slashed and slashed from left to right, as if entering an uninhabited land, cutting into pieces the soldiers of Cao's army who blocked him.

Zhong Jin, who was panicking, suddenly saw an enemy general charging towards him with unstoppable force, and his expression changed drastically.

"Quick, stop that general."

Zhong Jin shouted in alarm and stepped forward to stop him, but he turned his horse and fled first.

Guan Jing was moving as fast as lightning, his horse was treading on the bloody road, tearing apart all enemies in his way like chopping waves, and he chased Zhong Jin in an instant.

All I know is that Zhong Jin, who was escaping, had forgotten to fight back. Although he was still looking at the long knife in his hand, he had forgotten to fight back. Guan Jing's white horse jumped into the air, and the long knife in his hand was carrying the power of the roaring waves, towards the horse.

Zhong Jin swept away with his sword like lightning.

"Ah-ah"

With an excited sound, the long knife fell to the ground, and a bloody human head flew into the air.

Just one move, just one knife, and a little former military academy captain Zhong Jin died in Guan Jing's hands.

In an instant, countless heads fell to the ground, and the headless corpse fell under the horse. Yan Liang reined in the horse beside the corpse, with a bloody long knife lying in front of him, and the body of the iron tower stood tall.
Chapter completed!