Mu\Can\Wenxue: When Qian Zhaofu saw that large army, he was very frightened and inexplicable.
Standing neatly and majestically, wearing white clothes like snow.
Every soldier on the horse is wielding a spear and firing a crossbow, with powerful momentum and distinctive equipment.
Their murderous aura rises into the sky, making people feel an invisible impact constantly coming at them, as if they are a peerless magic weapon. , although it has not yet been drawn out of the sheath, the murderous intention within it has long since broken out of the sheath, touching people's hearts and souls.
Beside them were piles of corpses.
Blood stained the dry soil.
Looking at the familiar military uniforms and flags, Qianzhao felt waves of chills.
That's General Guo Yuan's army But where is General Guo?
He couldn't see it.
All he saw was dead bodies on the ground.
He saw the big flag with the word "Guo" thrown to the ground, being blown by the wind and flapping on the ground, like a bird with broken wings.
Where is General Guo?
Although he didn't want to believe it, Qianzhao had guessed the most correct answer.
He looked at the knights who stood as solemn as the statues of the God of War, feeling the invading murderous aura of the waves of white clothes, and Qianzhao couldn't help but have the intention to retreat: against such an iron-blooded army that has fought hundreds of battles, there is no chance of victory for our own army.
While he was hesitating, the enemy camp was suddenly divided, and several soldiers came out carrying a corpse.
The familiar iron helmet and the tall figure tell the story that this body can only belong to one person.
However, the intact corpses were all cut off at the neck, and the heads above the neck were missing.
Qianzhao jumped off the horse.
All the soldiers behind him jumped from their horses.
Everyone's eyes were focused on this corpse.
The soldiers carrying the corpse didn't look sideways and walked forward with neat steps.
"General" Qianzhao suddenly shouted.
The soldiers carrying the corpse stopped, and a snow-white war horse stopped in front of the corpse.
Qianzhao saw that there was not a single hair on the horse's body, and it was as white as snow.
The knight on the horse is whiter than the horse.
He does not look like a warrior, but like a scholar.
He was holding a spear, but at this time, there was no murderous aura in him.
On the contrary, there was a touch of sadness.
He looked at the corpse, and then looked back at the team leading Zhao.
Qianzhao's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly thought of someone, a person who had become famous under Gongsun Zan.
Will he be that person?
Is the team behind him the legendary army that terrifies the Xianbei and Karasuma clans?
Qianzhao was in a state of confusion.
Looking back, he saw that the morale of his army had reached a low point.
If he attacked at this time, he would definitely be defeated.
However, when Qianzhao saw his own soldiers behind this team, Qianzhao had a thought in his mind: If he went into battle head-on, and those soldiers who had just been surrendered and had not even taken away their armor could fight back, then what would happen?
This battle has more than 70% chance of winning "General Guo is a brave general in Hebei.
He has great prestige and treats his soldiers well."
Qian Zhao shouted sadly, as if he was mourning Guo Yuan, but in fact he was saying to his own army behind the white-clothed soldiers on the opposite side: "We express our gratitude to the general.
With such great kindness, the general’s body will return to his roots as a native of Jizhou and as a ghost of Jizhou when he dies.”
Lianzhao yelled the last sentence at the top of his lungs.
Obviously, his mind-attacking strategy also achieved great results: after listening to Gao Lan's words, those surrendering soldiers who held the sword tightly could not help but loosen their grip on the sword a little.
Looking at the corpses that had not yet been cleaned up, I couldn't help but recall the crimes committed by these devils in white during the battle just now.
However, these white warriors are really a group of devils.
Their force is simply not something that these people can match to take revenge or resist them.
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The surrendered soldiers looked at each other several times, and they all saw deep fear in each other's eyes.
Even looking at their undefended backs, they were not completely sure that they could kill them with one strike.
"Recover the general's body at all costs" Lian Zhao shouted loudly again, and he suddenly got on his horse, his face was filled with emotion, and his eyes were staring at the surrendered soldiers with contempt and hatred, which made the surrendered soldiers who were stared lowered their heads in shame.
At the same time, Qianzhao also felt a tragic atmosphere behind him.
Such a result was exactly what he wanted.
A soldier who mourns will surely win, a soldier who mourns will surely be auspicious Moreover, the preparation for the attack is almost complete.
Qianzhao believed that, at least, when those surrendered soldiers faced their own soldiers wearing the same armor and speaking the same accent, they would not hesitate to slash down with the weapons in their hands.
In fact, as long as you get excited in the battle, those surrendered soldiers will fight back.
Qianzhao raised the weapon in his hand and was about to issue an "attack".
At this moment, the general on the opposite side suddenly moved.
He just destroyed his horse and rushed to the distance of dozens of steps from Lian Zhao like a ray of white light.
He didn't take out the gun.
He kept his hands free and pressed down gently, signaling everyone to calm down and listen to him.
The hand holding the hand could no longer wave, and he discovered that although the knight was still dozens of steps away from him, he could clearly feel the faint coercion emanating from the knight.
He was just a top killer on the battlefield.
Only then can the murderous aura exuded.
However, no matter how he looked, he could not see any cruelty in that knight.
Is he really that person?
There was silence between the two armies, and only the knight spoke: "Just now, General Guo and I were in a head-on confrontation, and I killed him.
The two armies fought, and all ten thousand soldiers and horses led by General Guo were wiped out.
This took half an hour.
What happened before."
His voice was neither fast nor slow, but everyone could hear it clearly.
Qianzhao's heart sank.
The army on the opposite side killed Guo Yuan and stayed here to rest for half an hour, waiting for him to attack.
In this half hour, his army was rushing hard, and the strength of the army was divided.
However, looking at the bright and slightly sarcastic eyes of the man, Lian Zhao felt that the man opposite him had discovered his clever plan to attack his heart.
Sure enough, as soon as the man's accent fell, Qianzhao felt that the momentum that the armies behind him had just regained was reduced.
He had to fight hard and have strength.
If the other party could kill the main force led by Guo Yuan head-on, his partial army could withstand it.
Does the opponent need to attack?
Everyone thought so at the time.
The soldiers who surrendered saw Zhao Yun's invincibility with their own eyes and completely gave up on participating in this war; while Qian Zhao's soldiers changed from mourning soldiers to declining soldiers.
However, Qianzhao was not willing to give in.
He gritted his teeth and decided to die.
He fought hard.
It was this critical moment again, but Zhao Yun from the opposite side said again: "Although General Guo died in my hands, I have no personal enmity with General Guo.
A person's death is a great thing, but his courage will last forever.
As a soldier, I am here to ask you Your army will return the bodies of General Guo and the soldiers, but our army will not attack."
"The victory has been decided, and merit is determined by decapitation.
It is not mine.
You can take care of it yourself."
After saying this, Zhao Yun waved his hand and waited for Guo Yuan's body to be taken away.
In an instant, Qianzhao had a glimmer of realization: he had been defeated.
Looking at the corpses piled up like stacks of wheat, Qianzhao suddenly lost his strength.
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When the words that the man's victory was determined and that judging by decapitation was not his victory suddenly rang in his ears, Qianzhao felt a surge of emotion in his heart.
This sentence means that although killing his own army is a great achievement, he does not want to kill more people in vain.
There is no general in the world who does not regard killing as a meritorious service, and there is no general who does not regard killing as a pleasure.
What's more, the Ma Jiajun has always been rewarded with military merit, and they have always had a paranoid love for military merit.
However, with the victory or defeat decided and the opportunity at his fingertips, that man actually let himself and all the soldiers he led go.
Why Qianzhao couldn't figure it out.
But one thing he understood.
From then on, he and the army he led no longer had the courage to fight with the knight.
So, could the knight in front of me be that person?
"The general is tolerant and trustworthy, and is unparalleled in fighting, but Zhao Zilong is so courageous in white."
Qianzhao finally spoke.
He clasped his fists and bowed in salute on his horse, not wanting to lose in a row without knowing at the hands of whom.
"That's right."
Zhao Yun accepted Qian Zhao's respect calmly without any humility.
Qianzhao looked happy, and then said: "I would like to surrender to the general.
I wonder if the general can take him in."
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Qianzhao himself felt a little confused.
But after coming back to his senses, he felt relaxed again: he could never be an enemy of someone like Zhao Yun, so why not surrender to him?
Among the Cao army, there was such a formidable general as snow.
"As a general of the Ma family, naturally I can't take you in."
Zhao Yun replied.
After seeing Qianzhao being slightly startled, he smiled again: "However, I think the Ma family is very happy to be able to take you in."
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