Wen Yang was both arrogant and domineering. His silver spear made him look majestic. His moves were quick and accurate, and extremely sharp. Many Sima soldiers only saw silver lights, as if Wen Yang had countless gun shadows all over his body. They could not tell at all. Where was the real gun tip and the afterimage. Often when they discovered it, the silver spear tip had already pierced his throat.

One shot is nothing, but it is a bit incredible to have a gun to seal the throat and kill the moves.

When Wen Yang first rushed into the formation, Sima Shi did not care at all. He was more concerned about the cavalry of the brigades, but fortunately these people did not come in his direction. Although they were like hungry wolves entering the flock of sheep when they rushed into the formation of Sima's army, they were far away from Sima Shi, and Sima Shi didn't have to worry about his own safety.

Sima Shi glanced at Wen Yang and found that he was just a 16 or 17-year-old boy with a very young face. Sima Shi secretly laughed at him, "Whose baby is this? He wants to kill himself into the formation alone without knowing his life. The person who is still not dry is really too impulsive. What is the difference between rushing in like this and dying? Is his parents ignored it, letting him do such a reckless act and sending his life in vain?"

It is true that a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger, but a cow is an ox after all, and a tiger is a tiger after all. A calf may only understand how cruel this world of the jungle is when it is sent into the tiger's mouth.

Sima Shi admired the courage of this young man, but there was a cruel smile on his face. His courage was commendable and his mind was simple. A reckless person like him was destined to not live long. Sima Shi even felt that he could not hold on for ten breaths and would die under Sima Jun's random sword.

Sima Shi glanced at him and then turned his eyes elsewhere. In his eyes, Wen Yang was already a dead person and was not worth paying attention to him anymore. Sima Shi looked in other directions, and the fighting in those places was even more intense. After all, it was difficult for Sima's infantry to resist the Bingzhou cavalry. The Bingzhou cavalry drove straight in, like cutting waves, killing and killing in the Sima army, almost unstoppable.

Seeing this scene, Sima Shi couldn't help but frown. The strength of the Bingzhou cavalry was even far superior to that of the Bingzhou Battle. The growth pace of these cavalry was too perverted. When will the cavalry trained by himself achieve such combat power?

Fortunately, these Bingzhou cavalry only have more than a thousand people, which seems very small among the tens of thousands of people in the Sima army. Even if they can kill them, can they kill all these tens of thousands of people?

Sima Shi was about to order the Bingzhou cavalry was ignored, but when all the troops continued to advance, they suddenly found that the white horse boy who had been sentenced to death by him was not dead. Instead, they were getting closer and closer to him. There were countless corpses beside him, and at least dozens of people were killed. Sima soldiers were like ghosts and retreated one after another, but they did not dare to compete with him head-on.

At this time, Wen Yang had already entered the Sima Army's formation, and there were Sima soldiers around him. In this case, Sima Army did not dare to use bows and arrows. After all, the distance was so close that once the arrow was shot out, the only one who would accidentally hurt was his own people.

Sima Shi was surprised. He never expected that this yellow-mouthed boy, who had no hair, had such ability. At his level, he might not be able to reach ordinary brave generals. Only those who are extremely skilled in martial arts and naturally have divine power will have a chance. After all, looking at the young man, he is still a little thin, so how could he have endless strength to use.

Wen Yang had already seen Sima Shi. After all, Sima Shi was dressed or had one-eyed one eye, among thousands of people, and he killed Sima Shi alone. As long as Sima soldier stood in front of him, no chance of survival would be killed by him.

Wen Yang's gun was almost incredible. As long as he took action, the ordinary soldiers would not even have the chance to dodge. Everyone was shocked and no one dared to gather their edges. Wen Yang rushed all the way, and everything he wanted was invincible, as if he had entered a state of no one.

As for behind Wen Yang, there were dozens of cavalry guards to protect him. Their duty was to protect Wen Yang's thoroughness and block Sima Jun's open swords and hidden arrows, so that he had no worries.

To capture the thief, the king was the first to capture the king. Wen Yang's target of this raid was Sima Shi. He took the general's head among the ten thousand troops. If others could not do it, it did not mean that Wen Yang could not do it. Wen Yang killed the seventh-level guard of Sima Jun in one breath. In just a flash, he had already rushed to a place only three or five feet away from Sima Shi.

Sima Shi was so panicked. He had been mocking Wen Yang for overestimating his abilities and falling into the trap. But just a few breaths passed, Wen Yang had already killed him, and was so close that he could not shock Sima Shi.

This young man is simply possessed by the God of War!

Sima Shi dared to stay here. Wen Yang is now very powerful, and the guards around him can't stop him at all. Sima Shi was probably dead when he stayed here. He quickly fled and called on the guards to block Wen Yang.

Wen Yang saw that Sima was about to escape, and he smiled coldly and shouted, "Sima, see where you can escape today, take your life!"

When Wen Yang lifted the reins, Xueying's four hooves flew into the air and flew directly over the head of the guard who had just rushed up, making the guards look at each other. Is this young man riding a Pegasus?

These guards were all infantrymen. When they turned around, Wen Yang and the horse had turned into a shadow and rushed forward, chasing Sima Shi.

Sima Shi was so heartbroken that he thought to himself, this kid is too fierce. So many people can't stop him. If he catches up with him, how can he be in danger?

Thinking of this, Sima Shi was also whipping the horse wildly. The two of them actually staged a drama of rapid pursuit among the troops.

The one Sima Shi rode was naturally a horse with no other place, and the best Dayuan horse. If he really had to run, Wen Yang's snow shadow might not be able to catch up.

However, in this chaos, there were people and chariots and horses everywhere. Sima's army ran wildly and had to stare at the front as they encountered obstacles from people or chariots and horses, and he had to go around. Thanks to the high bridge saddle and double-sided stirrup invented by Cao Liang, it became easier for Sima's army to control the war horses. Otherwise, such a continuous turn would have caused him to fall down long ago.

Even so, Sima Shi couldn't get rid of Wen Yang. Seeing Wen Yang getting closer and closer to him, Sima Shi exclaimed: "My life is over!"
Chapter completed!