Chapter 207 Arrow of Death, Dong Zhuo’s Desperate Situation!

Perhaps because he was too excited, Niu Fu released the dark energy of the middle stage.

In just a moment, Niu Fu felt a cold murderous aura locking onto him.

Looking through the chaotic battlefield, he saw Zhao Yun holding a silver spear, with corpses everywhere he went. At this moment, he was staring in the direction where he was.

Thinking of the power that made his heart palpitate just now, Niu Fu ran towards the crowd without saying a word.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

"Whoever kills that white-robed general will receive a reward of 1,000 taels and 50 beauties!"

While fleeing, he was making empty promises.

Many Xiliang soldiers had excitement in their eyes, and rushed towards Zhao Yun, waving their swords and spears.

But before he got close, he felt a sharp and terrifying murderous intent spreading from Zhao Yun to the surroundings.

"court death!"

With a cold snort, Zhao Yun swept out with the bright silver spear in his hand.

The spear light turned into the sickle of the god of death that reaped lives. Wherever the white light passed, more than a hundred Xiliang soldiers felt a chill on their necks, blood spurted out, their eyes went black, and they were deader than dead.

The familiar atmosphere and the familiar scene made the Xiliang soldiers look surprised and doubtful.

"Was it he who made the move just now?"

Zhao Yun's eyes flashed with cold light, and he shouted coldly: "Get out of the way, or you will all die!"

Niu Fu, who was protected by numerous personal soldiers, suddenly exposed his back. Zhao Yun bent his bow and drew his arrow, mocking him: "From the moment you exposed your strength, the result was already determined."

"We may not be able to kill Dong Zhuo today, but at least we have saved a few of his generals, which is still a big achievement."

"go to hell!"

As the voice fell, Zhao Yun, who was standing on his horse with his bow drawn, released the arrow in his hand.

"Whoosh!!"

The arrow, accompanied by the sound of whistling wind, flew towards Niu Fu who was fleeing in the crowd as fast as lightning.

Niu Fu could clearly feel that death was getting closer. He didn't bother to escape, but quickly turned his horse around, grabbed the soldier beside him and threw him out.

"what!!"

A scream was heard, and the arrow pierced through the body of the Xiliang soldier thrown by Niu Fu, and flew towards Niu Fu at the same speed.

At this moment, Niu Fu felt as if he was being stared at by the god of death, and his whole body was extremely cold.

"what!"

Niu Fu yelled, and his desire to survive made him use all his strength to hold the big knife across his chest.

"boom!!"

A violent collision sound was heard, and a terrifying force like a tide poured into his body, and his internal organs seemed to move at this moment.

Niu Fu endured the pain and held the hilt of the knife tightly with both hands, but the force grew stronger and stronger, and his arms became heavier and heavier.

"Ding!!"

The broadsword flew out like a kite with a broken string, and then Niu Fu saw a huge flying phoenix flying towards him.

"Pfft."

Niu Fu spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes widened, his vision went dark, and his body fell to the ground.

"Hiss."

The Xiliang cavalry who witnessed this scene all gasped.

From a hundred feet away, an arrow took Niu Fu's life. If it were me, I would probably end up the same way, right?
The atmosphere of fear spread in all directions. Zhao Yun did not miss the opportunity to damage the morale of the Xiliang Army. He swept out with the Dragon Gallbladder Bright Silver Spear in his hand: "Go to the commander's flag and capture Dong Zhuo alive!"

"kill!!"

A new round of fighting began. Although Zhao Yun had only a few thousand men, he relied on the Three Talents Slaying Heaven Battle Formation to charge back and forth in the Xiliang army, blending into the empty space wherever he went.

More and more Xiliang soldiers were fleeing, but under Dong Zhuo's decisive cutting, the flanking movement on both wings began.

More and more soldiers fell beside Zhao Yun. Zhang Bao sensed something was wrong and looked around. All he saw were soldiers from Xiliang with burning eyes. He killed dozens of them with one move and said with a heavy breath, "Zilong, we have too few people. Although you are invincible and have killed more than 10,000 people, the rest of the soldiers can't keep up with you."

"Our mission is to delay the Xiliang army instead of sending them to their deaths. We must break out immediately, otherwise we will be wiped out."

Zhao Yun looked at the general's flag which was only a few hundred feet away from him. He wanted to charge alone, but thinking of the overall situation, he could only grit his teeth and nod: "Order the whole army, follow me to break out of the encirclement!"

"rush!!"

Zhao Yun led the remaining troops to retreat. Dong Zhuo, who had been frowning, showed a hint of relief in his eyes: "No matter how powerful Zhao Yun is, he is still a flesh and blood body. He will get tired too."

"Order Zhang Ji and Guo Si to pursue Zhao Yun from both sides and not give him a chance to catch his breath."

"Today I will cut off one of Ye Feng's arms to let him know that I, Dong Zhuo, am no longer the small character that he could manipulate at will."

"Hahaha!!"

Just as the hearty laughter sounded, there was a commotion from the back.

"Charge into the commander's flag and capture Dong Zhuo alive!"

"Capture Dong Zhuo alive."

The sound came from all directions and became louder and louder.

Dong Zhuo looked back with a pale face: "Could it be that Ye Feng has arranged a second ambush here?"

"With so many people right under our noses, is there no one who noticed?"

"Waste, waste!!"

The officers and soldiers hung their heads in dejection, like defeated roosters, and dared not say a word.

Li Ru, who had not spoken for a long time, felt a growing sense of uneasiness in his heart: "Grandmaster, with such a big commotion, I'm afraid there must be thousands of people ambushing."

"Ok?"

"What do you mean?"

Li Ru looked in the direction of Hulao Pass and asked, "Could it be possible that Ye Feng has already crossed Hulao Pass and caught up with us?"

Dong Zhuo's eyes widened: "How is this possible? Are Xu Rong's 30,000 men just for show?"

Li Ru smiled bitterly and said, "When the Grand Tutor is in power, everything will go smoothly. No one dares to have other thoughts. But the Grand Tutor is obviously going to retreat to Chang'an. How can these soldiers on the front line not have other thoughts?"

"What should we do if we surrender to Ye Feng directly?"

Dong Zhuo gasped: "Is this possible?"

Before Li Ru could answer, a burst of hurried footsteps sounded: "Grandmaster, tens of thousands of elite soldiers are coming from the rear. General Li Jue of the rear army has been killed by the enemy. Now the 30,000-man rear army has completely collapsed."

Dong Zhuo staggered and almost fell off his horse.

"You're right!"

"Zhao Yun's thousands of men are meant to hold us back. The real killer move is Ye Feng's army that is chasing us from Hulao Pass."

"Now how to do?"

"There is no way forward, there are countless traps, and behind us is Ye Feng's army of wolves and tigers. Are we going to be trapped here to death?"

Li Ru's face was full of bitterness, and he was silent for a long time: "There is only one way to go."

"What way?"

"A brave man cuts off his arm!"

"Abandon the army here, otherwise when Ye Feng disperses the army, the Grand Master will probably become his prisoner. This time Ye Feng will definitely not hold back, which means..."

Dong Zhuo subconsciously touched his neck and felt it was extremely cold.

Looking at the more than 100,000 troops in front of him: "Don't you have the strength to fight?"

"Even if it means we die, we can't just give it to Ye Feng!"

"Otherwise, who in the world can stop him?"

(End of this chapter)