Three Kingdoms: At the beginning, I revealed to Liu Bei that I was a time traveler

Wen Yang was desperate.

This time, he was really desperate.

His army was frightened and retreated by Zhao Yun's troops, and the morale of the army was already in turmoil.

In this case, even if it encounters a second-rate army of the Han army, it will definitely be defeated.

Let alone.

What kind of person is Xiao Yuan, that is a ruthless character.

If you want to send a second way, you will definitely send an extremely elite army.

If it is not Zhang Liao's wolf cavalry, it must be Zhang He's Euphorbia Legion.

When encountering such a strong army, how can you be an opponent?

I'm afraid that the people under my command will be wiped out.

When the time comes, how to explain to Shi Chonggui?

With the ruthlessness of the stone, it would be strange not to kill himself with a knife.

"It's 087, I can only fight!"

"Try to save some strength and leave some soldiers and horses for the king. "

"After all, it's not that I'm unwilling to fight to the death, but the king's strategy, which was seen through by that Xiao Yuan. "

"Even if the king rebukes me, he will not be able to punish me with capital crimes..."

Wen Yang's thoughts were racing, and he was naturally comforted in his heart.

Thereupon.

The long knife in his hand was clenched again, ready for a desperate battle.

The soldiers under his command also tensed their nerves and prepared for a bloody battle.

Ahead.

The dust and fog are approaching, and the flag is getting farther and farther away.

The determination on Wen Yang's face turned into ecstasy in the blink of an eye.

"Xu" word flag.

The army that came was carrying the Xu Zi flag.

Moreover, look at the armor, all of them are the armor of your own army!

It's your own people!

It's the Qin army commanded by Xu Guang!

"It's not the Han Army, this is really immortal!"

Wen Yang was so excited that he screamed loudly, as if he had walked through the ghost gate, and his eyes were filled with tears of labor with raised hands.

The soldiers on the left and right also breathed a sigh of relief, secretly rejoicing, as if they had picked up a life for nothing.

Thereupon.

Wen Yang gave the order, slow down, and wait for the friendly forces to come and rendezvous.

Not much.

The two armies met and joined forces.

A horse galloped over and shouted: "I am Xu Guang, where is Wenyang!" (read the violent novel, go to the Feilu novel network!)

By the light of the fire.

Wen Yang recognized Xu Guang, and the last trace of concern was dissipated.

"Wen Yang is here!"

He (aefb) dialed his horse and greeted him.

After Xu Guang recognized Wen Yang, he stepped forward, looking at the defeated soldiers behind him, and his face couldn't help but be deeply surprised.

To know.

Shi Chonggui made him ambush the Han army.

At this time, he should have wiped out the Han army and returned victorious.

But why, looking at this battle, he is clearly defeated?

"Brother Wen, you... What the hell is going on with you?"

Xu Guang pointed to his defeated army and asked in disbelief.

Wen Yang sighed, just about to answer.

Suddenly.

Direction behind you.

The sound of the trumpet sounded again, and the ground under his feet rumbled and shook again.

Wen Yang's face changed, and he looked back anxiously.

I saw the direction behind me, the dust and mist rolling, and the white torrent swept in again.

There is no doubt that it must be Zhao Yun who commanded the White Horse and killed again.

Wen Yang panicked instantly, and the mood that had just calmed down became nervous again.

"General Xu, the situation is urgent now, the enemy army is pursuing, I don't have time to explain to you in detail!"

"Let's quickly retreat to the camp, then Zhao Yun and Bai Ma Yi are chasing after us!"

As he spoke, Wen Yang pointed in the direction behind him.

Then.

He didn't wait for Xu Guang to understand, and like a frightened bird, he slapped his war horse and galloped wildly.

And the soldiers behind him were also like lost dogs, rushing through friendly troops and fleeing in the direction of the camp.