Three days later, Yuan Shang finished preparing his troops in Tianshui, and then launched a large-scale attack and attacked Didao, where Yan Xing and Song Jian were.

Yuan Shang did not rush to attack this last attack, but instead sent several small groups of soldiers to harass Didao's Yan's army from time to time, and retreated as soon as he fought, with frequent times!

After several rounds and turns, the rebels, who were already disintegrated, could not bear it anymore. The huge psychological pressure enveloped the hearts of every soldier. A large number of deserters began to appear in the soldiers under Yan Xing and Song Jian!

After the news came back to Yuan Shang, Yuan Shang knew that the time had come, so he immediately made a decision and began to launch a large-scale bombardment of the rebels!

Yuan Shang's troops were divided into eight routes, and each route had a backbone of Yuan's army leading 5,000 troops to attack Yan's army!

At the suggestion of Meng Jian, Yan Xing and Song Jian were also preparing to evacuate and flee back to Baohan, while Zaizheji ran back to the Western Regions.

In order to escape, facing Yuan Shang's attack, Yan Xing and Song Jian ordered that all the generals under Zhuo led various troops to attack Yuan Shang's eight-way attacks. For Yan Xing at this moment, doing this was not in line with common sense of military and horses, and it was a way to defeat. However, such a messy battle was conducive to Yan Xing and Song Jian's secret escape.

Yuan Shang seemed to have already figured out Yan Xing's way of dealing with him. He was not in a hurry. He just asked all the troops to respond calmly. The soldiers came to block the water and soil, and just attacked according to the plan.

They took the two armies to fight in a mess, while Yan Xing and Song Jian took the opportunity to lead their trusted soldiers to escape in the chaos, and rushed out of the siege in the direction of Baohan.

After receiving the message, Yuan Jun's spies immediately brought the message to Yuan Shang. Yuan Shang seemed not in a hurry, but just nodded lightly, and then asked the soldiers and generals Yan Xing and Song Jian to defeat or surrender, leaving no root of disaster and a safe and secure future.

After that, he led his troops slowly and chased in the direction of Baohan.

Let’s talk about it, Yan Xing and Song Jian led an elite force to break through the siege in chaos and rushed to Baohan. Although the breakthrough was successful, it was a loss of troops and generals. Even the Prime Minister Su Bige, under Song Jian, lost his trace.

Without Su Bige, Song Jian and others had no backbone. Now, everything can only be respected by Meng Jian's idea.

According to Meng Jian's command, Yan Xing and Song Jian and other remnants specially selected small paths to run, and quickly headed towards Zhuhan with the momentum of wind and fire!

Of course, according to Meng Jian's inference, Baohanzhi was afraid that he would not be able to defend for a long time, and could only be used as a temporary rest. After rectifying food, fodder, horses, etc., Yan Xing, Song Jian and others had to abandon the city and go straight to the Western Regions, and then imitate Cheriji to develop their power in the desert of the Western Regions. With the policies or strategies of the thirty-six countries in the Western Regions, and then develop their strength in the future.

Meng Jian’s strategy is the last hope for Yan Xing and Song Jian to survive.

When we saw the sunset, the city of Baohan appeared in the distance in the eyes of Yan Xing and others, as if it was like an oasis in the desert, making people feel so comfortable and so excited!

Seeing that she was about to arrive at her hometown, Song Jian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and said, "Oh my mother, it's so swollen... This battle is a big loss!"

"Boom boom boom boom boom..."

A rolling sound of horse hooves came, and with the sound that appeared in everyone's eyes was a fierce cavalry mixed with thick dust.

Yan Xing frowned and said, "King Song, are you the soldiers in your city coming to welcome us?"

Song Jian scratched his head and said uncertainly: "It should...it should be. If it weren't for the cavalry, who else could it be?"

Before he finished speaking, the cavalry rushed to not far from Yan Xing and others, but heard a loud voice coming from afar!

"Yan Xing! Song Jian! I will wait for you and the other two for a long time, but why don't you get off the horse and surrender quickly!"

The roar was particularly loud, like a bolt from the blue, hitting Yan Xing and others hard.

Yan Xing and Meng Jian's faces turned pale. Although they could barely hold on, Song Jian's head buzzed and almost fell off his horse.

"Who are you?"

The general came to laugh and said, "Grandpa, Xiahou Yuan, Qiao County! Have you ever heard of grandpa's name?"

The visitor was Xiahou Yuan, a famous Cao general who led the Fenglang Cavalry and rushed thousands of miles to capture the enemy's rear in one fell swoop! At this moment, he specifically cut off the return of Yan Xing and Song Jian here!

But when Xiahou Yuan was holding his gun, he immediately stood up. The big horse's Golden Knife led his troops in the middle of the road. He was shaking a bright gun in his hand and was about to fight, which seemed extremely ferocious. Behind him, there were dense cavalrymen sealing the road tightly, not giving Yan Xing and others a chance to escape.

"Why...what will it be like this!" Song Jian shouted in panic: "Well, did Baohan be attacked by a servant?"

"kill!"

Before Yan Xing could reply to Song Jian, he heard Xiahou Yuan’s roar, and the Feng Wolf Cavalry, who was waiting for his work, roared and shouted, and rushed towards Yan Xing, Song Jian and others! It was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and suddenly a bloody storm was set off in the exhausted rebel formation!

"What...what should I do?" Yan Xing hurriedly turned around and asked Meng Jian.

Meng Jian sighed and shook his head and said, "What else can I do? Retreat! Change the road! Change the other road and go straight to the Western Regions!"

Yan Xing and Song Jian had no choice but to follow Meng Jian's instructions and lead the troops back the same route to find other paths. However, Xiahou Yuan did not relax. Fenglang Rising Cavalry chased them surgingly, devouring the last live power of the rebels!

Yan Xing no longer cared about the soldiers behind him. He could keep up as much as he could. The urgent need to find a way to escape quickly.

Seeing the forks back to the original road, I heard a shout of killing in front of me. A large number of Yuan troops were already chasing me. The crowds of people were crowded with people, and at first glance, they could hardly see their heads.

The leader was wearing white armor and brocade, with a very handsome appearance. There seemed to be a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the remains of Yan Xing and others running towards him coldly.

"Ma Chao!"

Yan Xing suddenly felt cold! He hurriedly pinched the black horse under his crotch and looked at the people blocking the road ahead in horror.

"Shoot the arrow." For the first time in history, Ma Chao did not lead his troops personally, but waved his hand lazily and saw a row of archers behind him pulling the bowstrings.

"Swoosh swosh swosh swosh~~~!"

A rain of arrows flew past, and the rebels who were caught off guard were shot down again, with a huge roar and howling sounds resounding across the sky and the earth.

"Yangou, Master, I tell you, this road is not open!" Ma Chao pointed his gun from afar, and said slowly as he pointed Yan Xing's nose in the void.

Yan Xing's eyes were bloodshot and wide open. He took a deep breath and glanced around. Seeing that there seemed to be a path in the wilderness in the south, he shouted loudly: "Let's go south, follow me to the south!"

Under his command, a group of defeated soldiers hurriedly turned around and ran south. Ma Chao seemed not in a hurry, but just gently pinched the horse's belly and led his troops to chase Yan Xing without any hesitation.

Yan Xing and others ran wildly, watching them running out of the wilderness, and suddenly they saw a small stream blocking the road ahead.

Yan Xing was about to order his troops to run across the river, but heard a shout of killing and remembered that in the grass opposite the stream, a large number of heavy infantry wielding sabers suddenly stood up in the grassland opposite the stream. The generals who led their generals were covered in curly faces, with a rough face, majestic and amazing momentum.

"Yan Xing, it's been a long time since we saw you! Do you still recognize Nan'an Pangde?"

"Oh my mom! I'm so swollen, so there are soldiers stopping me?" Song Jian's mouth broke and he almost cried.

Meng Jian's face showed despair. He looked at Yan Xing who was panicked and at a loss and sighed: "Yuan Shang sent someone to sneak attack Baohan, which proved that he had prepared a backup plan. It seems that we are unable to fly today!"

"I don't believe it!" Yan Xing roared, turned the war horse and ran upstream along the stream, as if he was frantically looking for the last life-saving straw.

What can Meng Jian, Song Jian and others do? They can only lead the remaining soldiers with fewer and fewer people to follow in a hurry.

He ran out of two miles again, and as the stream head was getting wider and wider and the road was getting narrower, a figure appeared in front of Yan Xing and others.

It was a tough man riding a white horse, holding a silver spear, with a heroic but vicissitudes of life. His temples were filled with two rolls of white hair, his starry eyes flashed like thunder, staring tightly at Yan Xing and others running towards him. A ball of bright flames faintly rose in his eyes, and his left hand, which was clenching the reins of the horse, began to clench his fists without realizing it.

When Yan Xing saw the roadblocker, he couldn't help but tremble all over.

"Zhao Yun..."

Zhao Yun stared at him coldly, then raised his gun and pointed at two tablets standing on a rock not far from him.

But I saw two tablets, which read: "The Spiritual Position of Wen Ji" and "The Spiritual Position of Iron Voice"

When Yan Xing saw the two memorial tablets, he couldn't help but feel cold sweat.

"Yan Xing, it's time to pay off your debt." Zhao Yun's tone was cold, without any emotion, which made people tremble all over and bones.

Yan Xing took a deep breath and said to Zhao Yun fiercely: "If you want to kill me...you are the only one?"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

As soon as Yan Xing finished speaking, he saw a roar that suddenly came from the forest not far behind Zhao Yun, with a shocking sound and a huge aura. Just listening to the shouts, you would know that there were countless soldiers there!

As Song Jian and Meng Jian caught up, there was also a rumbling sound of steps behind, almost trembling with the earthquake, but it was the pursuers led by Xiahou Yuan, Ma Chao and Pang De who arrived.

Looking around, there were pursuers everywhere, and there were crowds of soldiers everywhere. At first glance, it was impossible to count. Yuan Shang had already arranged a net of heaven and earth to lead you into the trap, waiting alone to capture the old turtle Yan Xing!

Song Jian was completely panicked at this moment. He ran to Yan Xing and said in panic: "Yan... Brother Yan, what can I do now?"
Chapter completed!