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"Kill!" Wang Pingduan shouted and tried hard to cut a Cao army cavalry into two pieces in half.

"Puff~~!" Blood spurted out from the broken corpse, pouring Wang Ping out of the face. It was not that Wang Ping didn't want to dodge, but that he really had no extra energy to do such a thing.

Although the wound stabbed by Cao Xiu had been treated simply, the subsequent fierce battle made the bandages look like nothing, and half of Wang Ping's body was already full of red.

Since the war started, although it has only been half an hour, under the fierce and roaring attack of Cao's army, the soldiers of Jingzhou, including Wang Ping, felt like they were living their lives like years.

Especially when Cao Xiu and Cao Zhen's two cavalrymen broke through the horse-resisting carriage formation, the pressure increased almost exponentially.

Before Wang Ping could breathe, the two cavalry roared and a sharp spear stabbed in.

It was no longer possible to dodge. Wang Ping gritted his teeth, raised his sword and raised his vital energy to meet the two spears.

"Clang~~!" After the harsh sound of metal and iron colliding, the sword could not resist the force coming from the spear, and flew out of Wang Ping's almost exhausted hand, swept into the sky with great reluctance.

Knowing that something was wrong, the moment the big knife was out of hand, Wang Ping was short and rushed to the back, avoiding the fate of the spear piercing his body.

However, the two cavalry obviously did not intend to let go of the "big prey" in front of them. After failing to hit the attack, they raised their spear again and used the charge of the war horse to make a stabbing posture.

"Puff~!" A wolf-toothed feather arrow flew from nowhere, quickly passing through the mixed crowd, accurately inserting into a cavalry's neck.

Only when he could make a muffled groan, the cavalry fell off his horse with a confused expression.

Another cavalryman saw that his companion was killed. He was furious and immediately gave up his pursuit of Wang Ping, turned his horse's head and flew towards the arrow.

Although he didn't see the situation clearly, Wang Ping could roughly guess who the person who was coming to help was.

"Puchi!" The sharp sword wind rushed into his body. The cavalry and his horse, who wanted to avenge their companions, were chopped into two pieces, and countless flesh and blood exploded and scattered all over the ground.

"Zijun, can you still hold on?" Huang Zhong rushed to Wang Ping's side and asked with concern.

"It's okay!" Wang Ping stood up shakingly, gritted his teeth to keep himself in balance, and was unwilling to show his weakness. He replied with a loud voice, "Thank you, General Huang, for help!"

"It's all my own people, so there's no need to thank you..." Before he finished speaking, Huang Zhong suddenly put down his Phoenix-mouthed Knife. He drew out a large bow from behind and shot out a feather arrow in a very short time.

Only when a cavalry of Cao army was caught in an arrow and fell off his horse, the Sima Huang Di of the army in the distance realized that he had escaped a disaster.

"Zijun, hurry up and go to the north to meet Shuhuai and Wendu. Resist the attack of Cao's infantry, leave it to me!" Huang Zhong turned around and ordered Wang Ping urgently.

After he barely climbed onto the war horse and took the big sword he fell from a soldier. Wang Ping hesitated for a moment. Still asked: "General Huang, when will the reinforcements arrive?"

"Believe in general!" Huang Zhong did not answer him directly, but only said four words, and then he joined the battle.

Looking at Huang Zhong's back, Wang Ping hesitated for a moment, the confusion in his eyes gradually faded away, and he returned to his previous Qingming Festival, shouting. "Believe in general, kill!"

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"One hour!" Cao Cao, who was looking into the distance on a pile of earthen mounds north of the battlefield, chuckled and said, "There is another hour when the Jingzhou army does not retreat, it will die..."

Jia Xu nodded slightly, then sighed softly and said, "I didn't expect that the combat power of the Jingzhou Army could be so strong.

If it were the Jingzhou army under Liu Biao's command back then, it would have shown a sign of defeat at this moment... Zhang Fei's military management is really extraordinary!"

When Jia Xu was still serving under Zhang Xiu, he had many contacts with the Jingzhou army during the Liu Biao period. The two families even joined forces to fight against Cao Cao. Therefore, Jia Xu was quite familiar with the combat power of the Jingzhou army.

Cao Cao's eyes were complicated. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly found that Xu Chu, who was responsible for the heavy responsibility of escort, looked shocked and listened to something.

"Zhongkang, what's wrong?" With a hint of doubt, Cao Cao turned his head and asked his beloved general.

Xu Chu did not rush to answer, but continued to listen.

Cao Cao was not angry and waited patiently.

"Prime Minister, there is a horn sound far south..." Xu Chu seemed to confirm something, and said to Cao Cao without raising his head, "It's not ours, I'm here very quickly. There are also... the sound of horse hooves, a lot!"

There were mixed sounds on the battlefield, shouting and killing, colliding with metal and iron, wailing sounds, horse hooves... Cao Cao himself could not hear anything "the sound of horns and horse hooves from a far south", but he believed that Xu Chu would never lie.

Moreover, Xu Chu's ears are indeed much stronger than ordinary people.

"Could..." Cao Cao turned his head suddenly, and saw the same look of surprise on Jia Xu's face.

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A cavalry came here.

The scout flew off the horse, knelt on one knee, and reported to Cao Cao in a hurry: "Report to the Prime Minister, a large group of enemy cavalry are rushing towards the battlefield!"

"How many people are there? Whose flag is it?" Cao Cao asked anxiously with a gloomy face.

"It seems that there are nearly 10,000 cavalry. They are moving very fast and there is no time to confirm the number of people." The scout said with some embarrassment, "The banner is Zuo General Zhao!"

"It's Zhao Yun!" Jia Xu said in a slight shock, "Prime Minister, the place must be the strongest combat power of the Wind Cavalry under Liu Bei's command. From this point of view, this place should be the trap set by Zhang Fei!"

The emergence of the Wind Cavalry must not be simply explained by chance. The timing was so clever, there was only one possible answer - this was already arranged!

"Prime Minister, the wind cavalry acts as fast as the wind, and attacks as cunning as foxes. Often, if you miss a single attack, you will escape thousands of miles away, and you will also be good at riding and shooting. It is quite difficult to deal with.

Zhao Yun is also very good at using cavalry, and this battle may be unpredictable..." Jia Xu's expression also became solemn, and he said to Cao Cao quickly, "And Zhao Yun will appear here, so Zhang Fei's actions are even more suspicious. Xu is quite worried about the situation in Wancheng..."

There was nothing else around except Xu Chu and a scout, so Jia Xu made a statement without hesitation. Although he did not say the last words. Even Xu Chu could hear that Jia Xu was suggesting Cao Cao to withdraw from the battle.

Cao Cao looked into the distance with his sharp eyes as sharp as a falcon, and the gloomy color on his face kept changing.

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"Woo~Woo~!" The sound of the ox horns resounded through the clouds with a rapid and strange rhythm, long and vigorous, and with a unique desolate flavor of the northern grasslands.

"Wind Cavalry!" Xiang Chong heard the familiar horn sound almost immediately and shouted excitedly. He had conducted many attacks and killing exercises with the Feng Cavalry, and Xiang Chong was extremely familiar with the unique combat horn of the Feng Cavalry.

"The Fengqi Army has arrived, our army will win!" Xiang Chong tried hard to cut off the Cao General Chunyu Dao who had been entangled with him, and then roared desperately.

The news spread quickly. At this time, the sound of horns coming from the south became clear, and the neat rumbling horse hooves shook the earth.

All of this undoubtedly confirmed Xiang Chong's roar.

Some of the depression and fighting spirit soared almost in an instant, and there were joyful shouting everywhere on the battlefield: "I will win! I will win! I will win!"

He knocked a Cao Jun school down with one sword. Huang Zhong pulled his horse and looked at him, and a hint of relief appeared on his firm face.

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The wind cavalry army was speeding on the plains with a deafening rumbling sound, and the speed continued to accelerate. The rolling smoke and dust covered the sky. The bloody setting sun became blurred.

As the distance got closer, Zhao Yun's eagle eyes quickly swept across the front, and loudly shouted with Zhao Ying, the second song of the left and right wings, and Xia Hong (a guest starring a book friend Xia Hou Hong) and shouted a few words, and got a general understanding of the situation on the battlefield.

"The second song, the left wing attacked Cao's army's rear formation!"

"The third song, right wing attacks Cao's army's rear formation!"

"First song, come with me!"

"No~!" The sound of the promise with a boiling fighting spirit resounded throughout the plain.

The huge cavalry cluster was divided into three in a very short time, and the 3,000 cavalrymen from the left and right wing clusters broke away from their own formations.

Under the leadership of Zhao Ying and Xia Hong, they dispersed to the two wings, avoiding the main battlefield where the fierce battle was in full swing, like two sharp sharp knives piercing straight into the back formation where Cao Cao was located.

Zhao Yun himself personally led the rushing forward with his first storm of riding and shooting.

When there were less than a hundred steps away from the chariot resisting formation, Zhao Yun's roar was full of energy and rose into the sky: "Defang, you left and I am right, after attacking the chariot formation, the two wings of guerrilla wings!"

"No!" Zhang Yi, the commander of the first song of the Fengqi cavalry, responded with a sigh.

The rushing cavalry craze was diverted again, and nearly 4,000 cavalry were divided into two. They roared in from the narrow passage of the chariot formation.

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"Telection. Withdraw from the battle!"

"Follow the cavalry, the infantry alternately covers it. Retreat in the direction of Wancheng!"

When the scout reported the Fengqi army's division of troops to attack, Cao Cao had already guessed Zhao Yun's intention---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

He didn't bother to sigh at the sharpness of Zhao Yun's eyes. Cao Cao knew that there was no chance of winning this battle. Moreover, if he could not withdraw from the battle as soon as possible, as Jia Xu said, not only would there be dangers in Wancheng, but once he was entangled by the wind cavalry, it would be difficult to retreat.

"Woo~~Woo~~!" The sound of the horn rose into the sky.

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"Retreat, retreat, withdraw..." Although I don't know what the situation was there, Cao Xiu knew that the orders must not be violated. Moreover, the attack of the wind cavalry did pose a great threat to the Cao cavalry.

"Kill!" Fengxue Silver Spear broke through the limitations of time and space, pierced a Cao army commander's throat at a terrifying speed, and then pulled it out without any bloodstains.
Chapter completed!