Zhao Yun, who arrived late, raised a unique smile on his face.

"Are you talking about me?"

Heng Yong was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "It seems that you really think I'm easy to talk to."

"Drag him away and kill him, quickly!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of Wuhuan soldiers approached Zhao Yun with scimitars in hand.

"Boy, you're out of luck"

The scimitar slashed out horizontally, drawing a graceful arc in the air.

Zhao Yun did not move, but his aura suddenly emanated from his body.

The aura of the Heavenly General, as terrifying as that of the god of death, emanated from him. The Wuhuan soldiers who drew their swords instantly felt themselves being pulled into an endless abyss. Fear, terror, and uneasiness, all kinds of emotions rose from the bottom of their hearts.

The pressure increased, and the vitality of the internal organs was cut off by the strong energy.

"Pfft."

Blood spurted out and the body fell heavily to the ground, deader than dead.

Heng Yong, Wuleshi, and a group of Wuhuan soldiers were also shocked by this aura. After a brief pause, Heng Yong shouted loudly: "Who are you?"

"Changshan Zhao Zilong!"

Zhao Yun shouted, took the Longdan Silver Spear handed to him with both hands, and stabbed directly at Heng Yong who was not far away.

The shot was fast and sharp, and a strong force poured out from the Longdan silver spear.

A silver force drew a graceful arc in the sky and flew towards Hengyong.

The breath of death enveloped his whole body, and Heng Yong also felt as if he was on the edge of an abyss.

But he was much stronger than the Wuhuan soldiers. All the energy in his body was released, and he quickly swung the big knife forward, trying to block Zhao Yun's attack.

But the difference between the two is as huge as the difference between heaven and earth, as big as the difference between sun and moon, and they are in three different realms. How can they stop him even if they try their best?
The big knife in his hand just collided with the silver energy. A terrifying sonic boom was heard from far away, and a devastating force flowed into his body along the big knife.

"Pfft."

Blood spurted out, and Heng Yong felt his arms go numb, as if they were not his own. The sword in his hand flew out like a kite with a broken string.

Even so, the silver force was still not completely offset.

Heng Yong only felt a flash of silver light before his eyes, and the strong force penetrated his chest, and all the vitality in his body was cut off at this moment.

Under the huge impact, his body flew backwards several feet and fell heavily to the ground.

The Heavenly General is indeed not to be offended!

You still want to provoke me? You really don't know how to live or die.
At this moment, the look he gave Zhao Yun was filled with fear and terror, and of course more of regret.

But it was too late.

Everything went black before his eyes and his body fell heavily to the ground, deader than dead.

Zhao Yun stood on his horse with his spear in hand, his eyes flashing with murderous intent: "Anyone who stands in my way will die!!"

"kill!!"

The sound of killing was heard, and the bright silver spear in his hand swept out directly.

A spear beam formed by the condensed energy spread out in all directions.

How could these ordinary Wuhuan cavalry resist wherever the spears went?

"Ahhhhh!!"

Screams rang out one after another, and the Wuhuan soldiers fell to the ground one by one, deader than dead.

"woooooo"

The Wuhuan soldiers on the city wall noticed the sudden change and blew their horns and lit beacons.

The entire Shanggu City was in chaos instantly, with countless Wuhuan soldiers rushing towards the city gate. At the same time, Zhang He and Xi Zhicai, who had been hiding outside the city for a long time, appeared with tens of thousands of troops.

The sound of horse hooves shook the earth, and tens of thousands of people were filled with murderous intent, like a black cloud, about to engulf the entire Shanggu City.

The smoke grew thicker, and the Wuhuan soldiers on the city wall, who had originally planned to hold on and wait for help, became really scared when they saw the cavalry approaching like a black cloud.

If I stay here, I will surely die. But if I go down the city wall, I will have to face Zhao Yun, who is like the god of war. If I go down, I will die. If I stay, I will also die. What should I do?
"Brothers, take back the city gate and drive these Han people out."

"kill!!"

The defenders at the city gate arrived first, and three thousand men led by Uleshi launched an attack.

Although the attack was strong, Wuleshi did not get close to Zhao Yun at all, but instead hid far away.

He had just witnessed with his own eyes Zhao Yun killing Heng Yong in an instant. The strength of that late-stage general made him feel suffocated.

His fighting power was not much different from Heng Yong's. Heng Yong couldn't block a move from a distance, so how could he block it?
"Anyone who stands in my way will die!!"

Zhao Yun shouted and swept out with the bright silver spear in his hand.

The spear drew a graceful arc in the air.

"boom!!"

More than a dozen Wuhuan soldiers were hit hard and flew out like kites with broken strings.

Under the terrifying force, dozens of Wuhuan soldiers that were hit along the way were either killed or injured, and fell to the ground wailing and screaming.

As Zhao Yun charged, although there were not many people over a hundred, they were full of murderous intent and their morale was not at all inferior.

In just a quarter of an hour, the 3,000 defenders at the city gate fled in all directions.

Zhao Yun naturally did not pursue the enemy, but waited quietly for the arrival of the army.

"Tap Tap"

As the warhorse got closer, Zhang He laughed heartily: "Zilong, I could clearly feel the murderous intent in your shot even from outside the city. It seems you have been holding it in for a long time."

"Will you blame me for coming too early and not letting you continue to enjoy it?"

Zhao Yun laughed and said, "It's even better that you are here. I can capture Wu Yanyong alive."

"Brothers, let's go into the city and kill them. We don't need to guard the city gate anymore."

"Walk!!"

More than a hundred elite cavalry followed Zhao Yun and rushed directly into the city.

Zhang He wanted to charge as well, but Xi Zhicai stopped him and said, "Don't fight for this little bit of credit. Keep a low profile, keep a low profile!!"

"Take good care of the people and these Wuhuan captives."

Zhang He sighed secretly and asked with a hint of resentment: "Whose military advisor are you?"

"Why are you so biased towards Zhao Yun?"

"What benefit did he give you?"

Xi Zhicai laughed loudly: "How can I not flatter the popular person around my lord?"

After joking for a while, Zhang He lowered his voice and said, "Military Advisor, do you mean that the people in this city need to get rid of the dross and retain the essence?"

Xi Zhicai nodded: "Let's cut the Gordian knot. We don't have time to beat around the bush with these people."

"Otherwise, as soon as we leave, there will be chaos, so we must not be lenient!"

“It must be done!”

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Zhang He's eyes were gleaming with a fierce killing intent. (End of this chapter)