Zhang Yan and others ran all the way, and before they knew it, they came to a valley.

"General...they...they don't seem to have...not chased..."

One person said to Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan couldn't listen to this now. Before, he saw that the black wall-like army was not chasing, so he took it lightly, and ended up meeting this Golden Sword Army that was like catching souls and chasing life.

He didn't even look back at his head. Even though he was exhausted and panting, he didn't dare to stop. Instead, he chose to continue running forward and vigorously.

Finally, after running for a long time, he found that no one was chasing him. The valley seemed very quiet, and even a bird did not fly up.

"It seems...it seems that Liu He really...it's not chasing him?"

"Yes...yes, General, we are really safe...safe...huh...huh..."

Zhang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, took out the water bag from her arms, and drank several sips in a row.

"Huh... Damn, this damn Liu He dared to humiliate me so much. This time I suffered heavy losses, and I will definitely be rewarded in the future!"

Although he couldn't understand why Liu He let him go, this did not affect the overwhelming hatred in his heart.

But after hatred, he was much more sober than that Niujiao, knowing that he was definitely not Liu He's opponent now. His two strange troops were so terrible that even if he had twice the strength, he would never be able to fight.

"Hmph, wait until I stay dormant for a while and recruit soldiers, there will always be a day to get back today's shame!"

He thought with hatred in his heart.

When the Black Mountain soldiers saw that they had finally escaped, they sat on the ground and gasped heavily.

It seemed that after a long time, Zhang Yan was about to get up and rush to go. As soon as she stood up, she felt a numbness all over her body.

"Oh... I made a mistake. I had just been escaping my life before. After running down this long distance, I suddenly sat down. No wonder I felt sore all over... How could I hurry up?"

For some reason, Zhang Yan felt a bad premonition in her heart.

But the soldiers around him obviously didn't care about that many.

"Oh, if you can't walk, you won't leave. General, let's rest here. After your physical strength is restored, we will continue to rush."

"No! I always feel something is wrong."

Zhang Yan looked around alertly.

"Let everyone get up, even if they move a little bit, they must hurry up..."

Before he could finish his words, a shout of killing suddenly sounded from the cliffs on both sides.

"Kill!"

Zhang Yan's heart suddenly felt a "kick".

"It's broken, I've been trapped again! Run!"

When the Black Mountain soldiers heard the shouts of killing, they were so scared that they pissed up and rushed to stand up and prepare to continue running.

However, now their legs are like they are filled with lead, and they can't stand even if they are about to run two steps, but many people fall to the ground.

In just a moment, a group of soldiers emerged on the cliffs on both sides, holding powerful bows and crossbows in their hands.

"It's over, the archer, it's the archer!"

Zhang Yan completely understood this time.

"They deliberately made way for a gap to lead us to escape into this valley, and then use bows and arrows to annihilate us on the high cliffs on both sides!"

Zhang Yan's scream was heard by Ye Xiang on the cliff.

"General Chu is indeed powerful. He guessed my lord's plan so quickly, but it was too late! Send me an arrow!"

In an instant, thousands of arrows were fired at once, and a group of soldiers bent their bows and shot arrows. When they were drawing the second arrow, another group of soldiers took out the powerful crossbow that had been loaded with short arrows and shot it down.

These ten consecutive powerful crossbows, combined with this powerful bow, shot tens of thousands of arrows into the valley below within almost a few breaths. Even if the night was dim at this time and could not aim at it at all, it would not affect its terrible lethality at all.

For a moment, the valley was wailing everywhere, causing hundreds of birds to fly and thousands of beasts to rush around!

Zhang Yan flicked left and right, and with the help of surrounding branches and vines, he finally blocked the first wave of arrow attacks. However, before he could catch his breath, the second round of arrows appeared on the top of his head again, which made his face pale on the spot!

"Hurry, run forward! Run!"

He left everything behind, regardless of how many subordinates he had lost, he ran away from the front alone, and the soreness on his legs seemed to have improved a lot.

After Ye Xiang took the Shenji Camp for eight rounds, the Black Mountain Army below died and fled. Then he put away the crossbow in his hand, and like Liu He and the others, he did not pursue it.

Zhang Yan, with the remaining more than 10,000 soldiers, escaped from the valley and came to a relatively flat grassland.

At this time, even if he, the general known as "Chu Feiyan", finally had no strength. He sat on the ground and leaned against a huge rock, and no longer had the strength to stand up.

The Black Mountain soldiers behind him were even pale and sweating profusely.

"General...this time...it should be completely over...it's over..."

A soldier beside him asked Zhang Yan in a very uncertain tone.

Zhang Yan was not very sure, but he knew that his answer was related to everyone's morale. Even if he was uncertain, he had to give a positive answer.

"Don't worry... the few more powerful generals under Liu He's men have appeared, and after... there will definitely be no more..."

When he said this, the soldier who asked the question suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the ground.

At this time, another soldier suddenly screamed, scaring everyone.

Zhang Yan was also very dissatisfied: "I shouted at you, what are you calling me!"

The man showed horror and said tremblingly: "No...no! There is another...one person...never appeared! The red-faced general who used a big sword!"

When he said this, everyone remembered it.

Anyone who participated in the battle of Zhang Niujiao attacking Yinguan City was not impressed by Guan Yu's martial arts and divine power. In addition, his appearance was easy to remember. When you think about it carefully, you did not have any figures or his powerful cavalry team in these battles!

Zhang Yan's mind suddenly became much clearer when he was reminded by this. He suddenly looked around and then shouted.

"Not good! This flat land is the most favorable terrain for cavalry attacks!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice responded to him.

"Not bad! Guan is here!"

Accompanied by this loud shout, there were also sounds of horse hooves running.

These two voices, in the ears of Zhang Yan and the soldiers of the Heishan Army, were like death-seeking sounds.

"Ah! This red-faced general is coming, and his cavalry, we are dead!"

"I don't want to die. I just snatched a woman..."

The Black Mountain Army was completely dissatisfied, and even Zhang Yan himself was stunned.

Guan Yu didn't care what was going on with them. He slapped the horse and led the five thousand purple gold dragon cavalry behind him, and rushed towards the Black Mountain Army like a pack of wolves.

The combat effectiveness of the Black Mountain Army is far inferior to that of the Anmin Army, not to mention that they are now depressed and exhausted. How could it be the opponent of Guan Yu and his cavalry like a tiger or wolf?

The cavalry rushed into the Black Mountain Army and was simply one-sided killing!

Zhang Liao targeted Zhang Yan in the crowd and shouted to Guan Yu: "General Guan, his subordinates have found Chu Feiyan. Now let's take the head of others and offer it to the general!"

His hook and sickle was also rebuilt by Liu He specially ordered three blacksmith masters to rebuild it for him. It was called "Xuanhuang Hook and Scythe". Although the war horse is not a divine horse, it is also a rare good horse.

In addition, his current force of 83 o'clock was almost unmanned in the Black Mountain Army, and he soon rushed to Zhang Yan.

"Haha, old guy, dare to offend my General Liu's Tianwei, come on your own!"

Zhang Liao hooked and scythe and chopped Zhang Yan's head.

Zhang Yan had already exhausted her energy, and even if she wanted to dodge at this time, she could no longer do it.

"Heaven will destroy me, God will destroy me!"

Seeing Zhang Liao's hook and sickle were about to cut off Zhang Yan's head, it suddenly seemed that a stone flew over and hit the hook and sickle directly from the side, causing the blade to change direction instantly and save Zhang Yan's life.

Zhang Liao was about to ask who ruined his good deeds, but he felt a sharp blade slashing at him.

"Master!"

The first reaction in Zhang Liao's mind was these two words, but even though he was too young this year, he was not easy to bully. He shook his right hand and the mysterious yellow hook sickle bounced up, colliding with the blade that was slashing, splashing a burst of sparks.
Chapter completed!