"Drive!" Zhao Yun took the lead, his silver armor shining white, his resolute eyes staring at Nurhachi, blood flowing freely, dyeing Zhao Yun's shirt red. At this moment, Zhao Yun's eyes were like lightning, staring at Nurhachi, licking himself

Dry lips, now only 80 meters away from Nurhaci, the three thousand white horse Yi Cong behind Zhao Yun were like spears piercing through. Although thousands of people were blocked, there were still dozens of cavalry, closely following Zhao Yun.

"Behead the general and seize the flag!" Zhao Yun shook the silver gun in his hand and shouted angrily: "Anyone who stands in my way will die!"

"Asshole! Where is the warrior of the grassland! Capture him, and I will give him three hundred slaves and five thousand cattle and sheep!" Nurhaci stared at Zhao Yun angrily. He did not believe that the tens of thousands of grassland warriors under his command were not a pretty boy from the Central Plains.

Opponent, where does this put Nurhaci’s face!

"I come!"

"Count me in"

"This credit belongs to me! No one can steal it from me!"

Three tough-looking prairie men rushed out. The two in front had a try mentality, while the one in the back directly believed that Zhao Yun was his.

"Two-legged sheep! What's your name! I, Pucha Shijie, don't kill nameless ghosts, tell me your name!" Pucha Shijie is a tall man, nine feet tall, and uses a long handle in his hand.

The twelve-foot-long purple gold hammer, wearing a yellow leather armor, with eyes as wide as copper bells, his forehead had been shaved almost completely, leaving only a few slightly yellowed hairs, was riding a black war horse, and was heading towards Zhao Yun.

question.

There were two people behind him, one of whom was named E Yidu. His figure was much thinner than that of Pucha Shijie, but he weighed a full 180 kilograms. He was wielding a horse and his black face looked thin.

, with two whips tied in his hair, staring at Zhao Yun sharply.

The last person was naturally Xuan Ye who caught up. He looked back at the angry Nurhachi and immediately shouted angrily: "Kill him!"

"Kill!" Pucha Shijie took the lead, swinging the warhammer in his hand like a tiger. The soldiers behind him looked at it, raised their hands and shouted: "General Pucha Shijie has been dispatched, he is the number one warrior in our grassland.

!I can definitely kill this pretty boy!"

"Yes! Yes!" The soldiers beside Nurhachi all agreed with this statement. They wiped the snow on their foreheads, looked at the three fighting men, and had high hopes for them.

"Smash!" Pucha Shijie shouted angrily, and the war hammer in his hand hit Zhao Yun directly on the forehead.

"Ding, Pu Cha Shijie's tiger head attribute is activated, the personal force value is increased by 7, the black cloud purple gold hammer force value is increased by 1, the Dawan horse force value is increased by 1, the basic force value is 100, and the current personal force value is 109!"

"Kill!" E Yidu's horse stabbed straight at Zhao Yun's throat. Xuan Ye behind him inserted the weapon in his hand, took off the bow from his waist, stared at Zhao Yun with his tiger eyes, drew his bow and set an arrow, his eyes flashed coldly.

Now, let go of the string and draw the arrow.

"Whoosh!"

"Drive!" Zhao Yun was speechless, only charging with all his strength, waving the silver gun in his hand, deploying bursts of gun silver, and shouted angrily: "Open!"

"Ding, Zhao Yun's gentian attribute is activated, the enemy's 10,000 force value is increased by 1, the current Nurhachi is 50,000, Zhao Yun's force value is increased by 5, the basic force value is 10, the gentian silver spear's force value is increased by 1, and the Zhaoye Jade Lion's force value is increased

1, the current force value is 110"

"Ding, Zhao Yun's duel attribute is activated. When he faces one person, his force value increases. Every time he faces one person, his force value increases. Currently, Zhao Yunian's force value increases when he faces someone. Currently, Zhao Yun's force value is 116."

The silver gun in Zhao Yun's hand was waving around like a dragon and a snake. The silver gun turned into a silver rain all over the sky in Pu Cha Shijie's eyes. Pu Cha Shijie's expression suddenly changed drastically. Looking at the rain of guns in front of him, Pu Cha Shijie suddenly

He clenched the warhammer in his hands tightly with both hands and shouted angrily: "Smash it!"

"Boom!" The Purple Gold Hammer suddenly blasted the silver spear rain towards Zhao Yun. The metal collided. The Dawan horse under Zhao Yun's crotch and the Zhaoye Jade Lion under Zhao Yun's crotch seemed to be wrestling. They pushed each other with their heads and glared at each other. It seemed that

It was time for a showdown. When the two exerted their strength, the two horses also endured a huge force. The horses' hooves suddenly pressed downwards, like a bomb in an instant, and snowflakes flew in all directions.

"Ah!" Pucha Shijie gritted his teeth and shouted softly. The purple gold hammer in his hand flew out directly and landed on the ground, shaking up countless snow dust. At this moment, Pucha Shijie's tiger's mouth cracked and blood gushed out.

, the palms of his hands were dyed red, the door was wide open, Zhao Yun's eyes suddenly showed a cold light, he wanted to shoot Pucha Shijie, but Xuan Ye's cold arrow came straight at him, Zhao Yun could only stop his hand, raised his hand, and lay down.

Zhao Yun glanced at the Night Jade Lion's horse's butt, and the cold arrow grazed his face. Zhao Yun was about to stand up, but he also raised the horse's spear with both hands and smashed it towards Zhao Yun's forehead.

"Ha!" Zhao Yun's eyes were red and murderous intent was evident in his eyes. He shouted angrily. He held a gun in one hand and flicked it with one hand. Three gun flowers emerged, like blooming green lotuses, poking with light.

"Ding, Zhao Yun's famous gun attribute is activated, personal force value is increased by 5, Zhao Yun's current force value is 11"

"Go!" At this moment, Zhao Yun disregarded life and death and traded his injuries for his life. He lay on the horse and the silver gun in his hand shot out. At the critical moment, E Yidu's horse charged and hit Zhao Yun's silver gun head-on. He heard

of: "Pfft!"

The gun penetrated the flesh and blood, and instantly it was like a blooming flower from the other side. He didn't care about life and death, endured the pain in his chest, and suddenly hit Zhao Yun's bronze.

"Cut!" Zhao Yun pulled out the bronze sword in his arms, and with a clang, slashed the horse that was flying across his forehead. Seeing Xuan Ye trying to replenish his arrow, the bronze sword in his hand was thrown directly at him.

Xuan Ye's expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly dodged. Pucha Shijie had just pulled out the scimitar in his arms, and saw Zhao Yun turning over, holding the gun in both hands, and suddenly exerted force on both arms, and he also grabbed his forehead with both hands.

He held Zhao Yun's silver spear so that he could not pull it out. He looked at Pu Cha Shijie, endured the heartbreaking pain, and shouted angrily: "Kill him! Quick!"

"Get up!" Zhao Yun's arms exploded with green energy, he directly raised his forehead and slammed it towards Nurhaci.

"Huh!" The spear was released, and Fore Yidu flew directly to the side of Nurhachi, and hit Nurhachi's horse hard. Nurhachi's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly dismounted to check Foreyidu, hugged him in his arms, and said with an embarrassed expression: "

"The amount is also all"

He stretched out his hand to feel E Yidu's breath, but there was no breath. Nurhachi's complexion suddenly changed.

Zhao Yun shouted angrily, looked at Pucha Shijie, covered in cold sweat, holding the belly of the war horse, his eyes flashed with cold light, and shouted angrily: "Seven snakes coiled with silver spears!"

"Hiss!" A sound similar to the snoring of a snake emerged from the tip of Zhao Yun's gun. The speed was so fast that it was like a broken sound. There was a faint flash of lightning emerging from the gun. The speed was so fast that it caused a color difference, just like lightning.

"You...!" Pu Cha Shijie stared at Zhao Yun in astonishment, swallowing his own saliva, feeling powerless for the first time in his heart.

"Ding, Zhao Yun's broken gun attribute is activated, and when the weapon used is a long weapon, the force value will be increased by 5, and an extra point will be added when using a gun! Zhao Yun's force value will be increased by 8, and Zhao Yun's current basic force value is 19!"

"Puff...Puff...Puff...Puff!" Bloody mouths kept blooming on Pucha Shijie's body. Every shot of the silver spear would inevitably bring blood, which would affect Pucha Shijie's throat, heart, lower abdomen, and ribs.

His lower body, wrist, left side of his face, and shoulder blade were all hit by Zhao Yun's silver spear.

Xuan Ye's complexion changed suddenly, and he hurriedly fired arrows to support Pu Cha Shijie, but it was too late. Xuan Ye fired the arrow, and Zhao Yunhui's gun swept away, directly shaking Xuan Ye's cold arrow. Pu Cha Shijie's huge body directly hit the ground.

His body was trembling continuously, and a coldness swept through him, and the blood dyed the white snow under him red.

The originally confident grassland soldiers looked at the fallen Pucha Shijie, their expressions suddenly changed, and they murmured to themselves: "General Pucha Shijie...was...killed...!"

"Really?"

"Really...General Pucha Shijie has really fallen!" The soldiers' original confidence was shattered the moment Pucha Shijie fell. The general they were proud of died.

"This...this is...the devil...he is the poisonous snake of the grassland..."

"Stop making noise! ​​You're talking nonsense! I'll kill you!" Some generals were afraid of affecting the morale of the troops, so they yelled at him one after another. Although they suppressed their words, the soldiers were already panicking about this man in white armor.

"You...!" Xuan Ye was at a loss at this moment and wanted to rush forward, but he didn't have the slightest courage in his heart.

"Drive!" Zhao Yun snorted coldly, his eyes flashed with cold light, he rushed forward, and made a feint. Xuan Ye quickly abandoned his bow and drew his sword. The two exchanged moves, but Zhao Yun avoided him and rushed towards Nurhaci.

Xuan Ye's expression changed drastically, and he shouted angrily: "Leader!"

"Chief! Let's go!" Zhong said and hurriedly pulled Nurhaci's horse forward. Nurhachi's horse seemed to sense the danger and ran away carrying Nurhachi.

"Anyone who stands in my way will die! You treasonous villain, look at the gun." Zhao Yunhu stared at Zhong and said OK. When he saw him wearing the clothes of a Central Plains man, he immediately became angry and stabbed Zhong said OK. His force value was only 7.

Zhong said that Xing was Zhao Yun's opponent. He was directly shot through the heart and lungs, and his body was thrown directly into the snowdrift.

The surrounding soldiers were afraid of Zhao Yun from the bottom of their hearts. In such a short period of time, they could not muster the courage to resist, and were directly rushed away by Zhao Yun.

"Chase!" Xuan Ye urged his horse to chase, with an embarrassed look on his face, followed by hundreds of horsemen who reacted quickly.

"Drive...drive...!" Nurhaci urged his horse and charged forward, followed by three or four cavalrymen. In the vast snow sea, Zhao Yun chased Nurhachi's team of four and five cavalrymen, followed by Xuan Ye's team of hundreds of cavalry.

"Kill!" At this moment, Han Ming had already led his men to charge towards him. He waved his big halberd. Although there were only a few thousand soldiers and horses, the coercion and the heavy wind and snow made no one know.

How many soldiers and horses were chasing and killing them, all of them looked pale and lost the fierceness they had just shown.

"Drive... drive...!" Zhao Yun squinted his eyes, opened his mouth and bit his gentian bright silver gun, and opened his bow to nock an arrow.

"Whoosh!"

"Ah!" There was a scream, and one person fell off his horse. The expressions of the two riders suddenly changed, and they looked at Nurha Chidao: "Leader, leave quickly! Let's stop him."

"Drive!" The two men turned their horses, looked back and stared at Zhao Yun, waving the scimitars in their hands to charge!

"Zhao Yun snorted coldly, reached out and took out two arrows, gritted his teeth and muttered: "Woo!"

"Whoosh!" Two arrows chased the wind and shot away, only to hear: "Thump! Thump!"

The two fell off their horses, not knowing whether they were alive or dead. Nurhachi looked back and felt so contented that he continued to rush his horses to escape.

Zhao Yun reached out and took off the gentian silver gun from his mouth, stroked the tired Zhao Ye Jade Lion, patted his neck and said: "Good brother! It's up to you! Chase! Drive!"

"Wuwuwu...wuwu" Zhaoye Jade Lion seemed to understand Zhao Yun's language, and its four horse legs accelerated wildly.

"Drive... drive... drive!" Seeing that Zhao Yun was about to catch up, Nurhachi hurriedly waved the riding crop in his hand and shouted angrily: "Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!"

"***!" Every time the whip was struck, the horse under Nurhachi's crotch would neigh loudly, and he could only accelerate crazily. Xuan Ye, who was chasing after the rescue, narrowed his eyes and pursued desperately, but the wind and snow were heavy

He got up and gradually lost his way. Xuan Ye was anxious and angry. He looked at Baiqi behind him and shouted angrily: "A group of ten people, go rescue the leader quickly! Hurry!"

"Drive!" The soldiers under the crotch did not dare to neglect and hurriedly dispersed to rescue.

"Kill!" On the chaotic battlefield, Mang Gurtai urged his horses to organize people to resist. This naturally attracted Han Ming's attention. He looked at the four Yue Yuns behind him and said with an indifferent expression: "Do it!"

"Drive...!" The four men rushed out and attacked Mang Gurtai in four directions.

"Kill!" Mang Gurtai shouted with a loud voice and struck down with an axe. Wei Qing was like a kite with its string cut off, and was blown away. He fell to the ground with blood flowing everywhere, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"You are looking for death!" Yue Yun's eyes were red, and he spurred his horse to charge forward. Scarlet blood appeared on his arms. Liang Lin, Qin Yong, and Luo Ren were furious. The four of them had just arrived, holding up the double hammers in their hands, a total of eight sledgehammers.

, and rushed directly towards Mang Gurtai to kill him.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom!" The four of them worked together and put the battle ax in Mang Gurtai's hand directly against Yue Yun's double hammers. Qin used three people and two hammers each, smashing Mang Gurtai's bones and tendons.

, the sound of breaking continued to sound, a mouthful of old blood spit out, and he was killed in the snow, and the blood flowed straight on the land.

Seeing that the situation was over and Mang Gurtai was killed, Daishan suddenly lost confidence and turned around to leave.

"Where to go!" Wei Xuan rushed his horse and glared at Dai Shan with a big sword in his hand. Dai Shan looked at Yue Sheng and became furious. He swung his sword and fought Wei Xuan. The two fought for 20 rounds in a row, regardless of the outcome.

At this moment, Yue Sheng rushed his horse, and the two of them fought Daishan for twelve rounds. Daishan was exhausted, and Wei Xuan slashed his throat with a knife, killing him on the spot.

When the situation was over, Nian Gengyao resisted stubbornly and wanted to lead his troops to break out. Han Ming personally took action and knocked Nian Gengyao away with a three-halberd. He fell to the snow and was captured alive.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Agui turned his horse and fled towards the tribe, intending to meet up with Dorgon and make plans.
Chapter completed!