Not surprisingly, they were scattered again and lost any possibility of forming an formation.

Two hundred steps away from them, the cavalry from both sides had another head-on confrontation.

In the end, Zhang Yue couldn't stand this kind of life-for-life style of fighting, so he whistled, led his soldiers, and the cavalry distanced themselves.

Unfortunately, they were not good at riding and shooting, and they did not bring a few horn bows with them. After looking at the opposite side with hatred, they fled hurriedly to the east.

But the other side did not intend to let him go. The horn sounded slowly, and the cavalry scattered in the distance came closer, chasing Zhang Yue all the way.

Zhang Yue lost his last remaining fighting spirit and just ran away.

As they were running, another group of cavalry, about a hundred or ten people, came diagonally in front of them.

He subconsciously turned his horse's head and rushed north.

The trumpets sounded more and more loudly.

The sound of horse hooves became more and more rapid.

The shouts were getting closer and closer, as if they were ringing in my ears.

Zhang Yue turned around and saw that there were large groups of people surrounding him from the east, west and south. He had no choice but to rush forward.

The ground became softer and softer, more and more reeds passed by, and the speed gradually slowed down.

Suddenly, a small pool of water appeared in front, followed by a second one, a third one...

Zhang Yue's heart suddenly jumped off his horse, and after rolling on the ground, he stumbled into the muddy reeds.

The Jin cavalry who were chasing him also dismounted and chased after him, shouting loudly.

Zhang Yue abandoned his armor and spear and ran away desperately, even losing one of his military boots.

An arrow passed by his side, irritating the hair on his body to stand on end.

After two screams in succession, the last two soldiers who followed him fell to the ground unwillingly.

Zhang Yue could no longer hear any sounds and was highly focused. There was only one thought in his mind: escape, must escape!

There are more and more people hanging behind, and the arrows are getting denser.

There was a faint sound of horse hooves in his ears. It was the person who was bypassing the muddy wetland and returning to the front to wait for him.

Sure enough, the reeds over there had begun to sway. Under the sunlight, the cold light of the weapons was faintly visible.

Zhang Yue cursed a few words in grief and anger, changed direction, and rushed directly into Heze.

He can swim, and after entering the lake, he may have a chance to escape.

"Hiss!" The ice-cold lake water in late autumn made his legs twitch.

Zhang Yue gritted his teeth and continued to move forward, but after taking a few steps, his foot got stuck again and he couldn't pull it out no matter how hard he tried.

There was a violent trampling sound of water splashing from behind.

Zhang Yue turned around and saw several people looking at him with cruel and surprised eyes.

In an instant, several weapons were placed on his neck.
Chapter completed!