Three Kingdoms: I will return it ten thousand times, my lord, I will never keep it for myself

At this moment, Zhao Yun and Huang Xu were like two flashes of lightning, leading the remaining elite cavalry and charging into the battlefield.

The horse bandits' position was even more shaky under the impact of the two, like a candlelight swaying in a storm, which could go out at any time.

"My lord!" Zhao Yun rode to Liu Yao's side, his voice full of excitement and urgency.

"This group of horse bandits is led by Meng Chuge's second son Meng Tie himself. If we can capture him alive, it would be like strangling Meng Chuge's throat and making him panic!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Yao narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a bit of sharpness and depth, and said in a deep voice:

"Zilong, Zixu, you two quickly lead the elite, and make sure to hold on to Meng Tie's guards tightly, and don't let them have the slightest chance to escape! In this battle, we want to make Meng Chuge heartbroken and feel the endless torment of losing his loved ones!"

Liu Yao narrowed his eyes.

He had read the secret report of Luowang before. This Mengtie was the second son of Mengchug. If he captured him, the old Deng would not have a good birthday.

At the same time, on the other side of the battlefield, Mengtie's heart was surging with turbulent waves, and his thoughts were swirling like a storm.

The tragic battle in front of him, every sound of weapons clashing, every sound of wailing, hit his heart like a heavy hammer, making him involuntarily want to retreat. Fear, like an invisible hand, tightly grasped his throat, almost suffocating him.

He knew very well that once all the warriors under his command were buried here, even if he could escape by chance, the position of Chanyu would be like a mirage, out of reach.

And once he lost the position of Chanyu, his life would probably come to an end.

On the battlefield, the situation was unpredictable. Zhao Yun and Huang Xu were like tigers coming down from the mountains. They were full of vigor and momentum, shuttling through the enemy formations, ruthlessly tearing at the defense line of Meng Tie's guards. Each blow contained a power that should not be underestimated.

As the guards fell one by one, only the roars of the two fierce generals and the roar of the war drums remained on the battlefield. Zhao Yun and Huang Xu rushed directly to Meng Tie's position.

"Retreat! Everyone retreat!" Meng Tie's voice echoed over the battlefield with unquestionable determination.

Now if he could take out all the remaining 30,000 people on hand, he could barely keep his position.

Zhao Yun and Huang Xu looked at the fleeing Meng Tie army, and a trace of regret flashed in their eyes. Originally thought that they could fight with them here and have a good fight, but unexpectedly, the other party chose the most humiliating retreat.

"Chase!" Zhao Yun gave an order, and Huang Xu followed closely behind. The two of them were like two flashes of lightning, cutting through the sky and heading straight for Meng Tie.

"Meng Tie! How dare you, a coward, run away cowardly? Stop! Don't let us underestimate your courage!"

Huang Xu's voice was mixed with anxiety and unwillingness. He waved his hand and shouted, driving everyone to chase him like a hungry wolf.

Huang Xu was afraid that the boy would run away, so he hurriedly urged everyone to chase him.

"Meng Tie! Now that you are here, do you want to leave? Come back with us and have a drink!"

"Zilong! Go ahead and block him!"

They couldn't let the duck run away casually.

Zhao Yun heard the words, and his figure shook, like a dragon soaring in the sea of ​​clouds, and instantly accelerated, heading straight for the way Meng Tie might escape. Every step he took was precise and powerful, and he obviously knew the terrain well.

However, Meng Tie's personal guards were no ordinary people. They worked closely together and constantly interfered with the pace of the pursuers, so that the distance between the two sides was always maintained in a delicate balance.

Zhao Yun's eyes suddenly became sharp at this moment, as if he could penetrate the heavy smoke and capture the fleeting opportunity.

He moved quickly, almost instinctively pulling out the longbow that had accompanied him in countless battles from his back, flicking his fingers, and an arrow had landed steadily on the string.

With a low and firm shout, Zhao Yun exerted his strength with both arms, like a dragon soaring into the sky, and the bowstring was pulled to the extreme, making bursts of buzzing, as if even the air was trembling.

Zhao Yun's arrow cut through the sky and went straight to Meng Tie's back, accurately piercing his shoulder blade, but it only made the other party's body tremble slightly, and failed to shake him off the galloping warhorse.

"What a pity, just a hair's breadth away!"

Zhao Yun sighed inwardly, but the regret was fleeting, replaced by an even more intense fighting spirit.

He did not hesitate to draw another arrow from his quiver, and with his fingertips flexibly jumping, the arrow was already on the string, ready to be launched.

This time, Zhao Yun's eyes were even colder, as if he was one with the longbow in his hand, and every subtle movement revealed an endless murderous aura.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, and allowed his body and mind to reach an unprecedented state of concentration. Then, the bow was like thunderbolt, and the arrow was like a stream of fire.Stars, once again streaked through the sky, with an unstoppable momentum, heading straight for Meng Tie's back.

Meng Tie gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, and held the horse's neck tightly with both hands like iron clamps, vowing not to let go.

However, facing this thunderous blow, even an iron body seemed to be shaky, and the balance of fate seemed to have quietly tilted between life and death.

At this critical moment, the second arrow streaked through the sky like lightning, and was about to pierce Meng Tie's body mercilessly, but was suddenly stopped by a resolute courage - a loyal guard stepped forward and blocked the arrow with his flesh and blood.

Zhao Yun couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this Meng Tie, really had his life hanging by a thread but repeatedly escaped danger, his life was so tough that it was astonishing.

The sharp edge of the Bingzhou Iron Cavalry was wantonly displayed on this vast wilderness. They were as precise and ruthless as cheetahs hunting, constantly cutting off the bandits who tried to escape from the team one by one.

The remnants led by Meng Tie were being devoured bit by bit under this ruthless pursuit. The team was shrinking and the morale fell to the bottom.

At this moment, Meng Tie had no time to care about the victory or defeat on the battlefield. There was only one thought in his mind, that is, to escape and save this life. He galloped on his horse, his eyes full of desire for survival. The bravery and heroism of the past turned into persistence to survive at this moment.

"Damn it! How can Meng Tuo run so fast? I have never seen this kid run so fast when he was charging in battle?"

In the back, Liu Yao's figure was like a raging wind driven by anger, galloping and shouting, his words were mixed with unwillingness and indignation, and he even couldn't see the back of this kid for a while.

The chase between the two sides lasted for at least two hours.

At this time, there were only a few thousand cavalrymen left beside Meng Tie.

Liu Yao was about to eat up Meng Tie's remaining men and horses.

At this moment, there were only a few thousand cavalrymen left beside Meng Tie. They were like candles in the wind, but they still stood firm, with unyielding light flashing in their eyes. At this critical moment, a more shocking roar of horse hooves suddenly sounded at the edge of the sky, like the horn of an ancient god of war, announcing the arrival of a new storm.

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