As expected, when more than half of the white horse riders fell and only about 800 remained, Ding Huai could clearly feel that his physical strength was not enough. His arms were sore, and the Seven Dragons Halberd in his hands became heavier and heavier. Gongsun Yue did not notice anything, but Yan Gang, who had been on the battlefield for a long time, could tell that Ding Huai was exhausted. With a wave of his left hand, he once again led the deputy generals and the White Horse Legion into the battlefield. Ding Huai immediately felt the pressure increase when they joined in, especially Yan Gang. He did not dare to confront Ding Huai head-on. He only hid behind the others and slashed out from time to time.
Normally, Ding Huai wouldn't care at all, but now he was almost exhausted. Every slash Yan Gang made posed a great threat to Ding Huai. Ding Huai gnashed his teeth in hatred, wishing he could use the Seven-Dragon Halberd to poke a few big holes in Yan Gang's body, but he couldn't do it now.
Seeing that Ding Huai was about to lose his life, several riders suddenly galloped over from the hill on the right. In an instant, they were already close to him. The person in the lead was a white-robed general with a white horse and silver spear. Ding Huai thought that another white horse rider had arrived, and the last bit of hope in his heart was shattered. Now that he was already an arrow at the end of its flight, how could he resist a few more fresh troops? His hand slowed down, and Yan Gang's saber struck his back. Fortunately, Ding Huai dodged a little faster and did not hit his vital points. This was the first time Ding Huai had been injured after coming to the Three Kingdoms. He was furious and wanted to kill Yan Gang immediately, but he was too weak.
Just as Ding Huai was in complete despair, a very strange thing happened. The white-robed general, whom even Gongsun Yue thought was one of his own, charged at the white knight. Immediately after, three riders followed behind him. Wherever the saber, spear, and spear went, the white knights fell off their horses. There was also a young man who looked like a scholar and a middle-aged scholar who stood outside the horse to watch. From time to time, they would point at Ding Huai with their horsewhips and talk in low voices.
Ding Huai saw that these people were not Gongsun Yue's helpers, but had come to help him instead. His spirits were roused, and he mustered all his remaining strength to push the five knights beside him off their horses. He pointed his Seven-Dragon Halberd at Yan Gang and threw the remaining white knights to these four people. After a few rounds of fighting, Ding Huai's halberd knocked off his helmet. Yan Gang's soul immediately flew out of his body and he turned his horse to escape. Ding Huai chased after him relentlessly. When he was ten steps away, Ding Huai threw the Seven-Dragon Trident in his hand at Yan Gang's back with all his might, piercing through his chest. Yan Gang cried out and flipped off his horse. His legs kicked a few times, but there was no more movement.
Ding Huai dismounted and pulled out his halberd. He looked at the battle behind him and then looked at the dead Yan Gang at his feet. This was supposed to have been captured alive by Yuan Shao's General Ju Yi in the Battle of Jieqiao when Yuan Shao and Gongsun Zan were fighting for Jizhou, but now he had died under his halberd. He could not help but sigh. History had already changed too much because of his arrival. He did not know if the future development would be difficult to predict.
Suddenly, he thought that no matter how much history changed, as long as he could stand firm in this noisy Three Kingdoms era, there was nothing to be afraid of. His childhood dream of the Three Kingdoms and the dream of unifying the Celestial Dynasty might be playing out right now. Thinking of this, Ding Huai was instantly filled with lofty sentiments. He flipped onto his horse and brandished his Seven Dragons Trident in the air, continuing to charge at Gongsun Yue.
Gongsun Yue had already seen Yan Gang's end, and fear rose in his heart once again. He then saw Ding Huai charging at him with his halberd and horse. He hurriedly loosened the rope in his hand and threw off the head on the tip of his spear, raising his spear to parry. Gongsun Yue should have died here. If he used the lives of these women as a threat, Ding Huai and the others would definitely be cautious and not dare to act rashly. Perhaps Gongsun Yue would be able to survive. However, in a moment of desperation, he loosened the rope that was the only thing that could save his life. The opportunity was lost, and what followed was death.
Gongsun Yue's martial arts skills were much weaker than Ding Huai's. Coupled with his timidity, Gongsun Yue was already unable to hold on after just a few rounds. If Ding Huai hadn't fought for so long and easily defeated Gongsun Yue in four or five moves, the other deputy generals would have hurriedly turned around to save Gongsun Yue when they saw that he was in danger. The eight of them surrounded Ding Huai tightly. Although he had already fought a bloody battle alone for more than two hours, Ding Huai was still in high spirits at this moment, dealing with the siege of the eight generals with ease.
As Ding Huai fought, he secretly watched the other situation. He saw that the white-robed general was eight feet tall, majestic, and awe-inspiring. He held a silver spear in his hand, and wherever he went, none of the white knights could last two rounds. Looking at the other three, one of them was in his early twenties, eight feet tall, with a face like that of an insect. He held a snake spear in his hand, and he flipped left and right, causing the white knights to fall off their horses one after another. One of them was also in his early twenties and was more than eight feet tall. He wore an embroidered golden robe and held a large saber in his hand. He danced like a tiger. Another person was about twenty years old and also used a steel spear. His martial arts were not inferior to the white-robed general. He killed all the knights on the white horse. In just a short while, all the knights on white horses had been wiped out. Only Ding Huai, Gongsun Yue, and the others were left fighting.
Just as everyone was watching Ding Huai fight Gongsun Yue and the others, the white-robed general suddenly saw the head that Gongsun Yue had thrown to the ground and hurriedly dismounted. The other three were also confused and followed suit. The white-robed general held the head in his hands and knelt on the ground with tears in his eyes. The two people dressed like scholars also removed the ropes on the women. One of the extremely beautiful women walked towards the white-robed general with tears streaming down her face. She sobbed as she walked,"Zilong, Big Brother Zilin, he…"
When Ding Huai heard the word " Zilong," he was both surprised and delighted. This white-robed general was indeed the Zhao Yun he had been looking for. He had really " searched through iron shoes and found it without any effort ". He immediately increased the strength of the Seven-Dragon Trident in his hand. Gongsun Yue and the others were already struggling to hold on, and now it was even harder to resist. The seven deputy generals were thrown off their horses one by one by Ding Huai. Gongsun Yue's soul flew out of his body. Just as he was about to turn his horse around and run away, he felt a chill on his neck. He looked down and saw Ding Huai's Seven Dragons Trident already placed on his neck. Gongsun Yue was completely disheartened as he closed his eyes and waited for death.
Ding Huai turned his iron halberd and knocked Gongsun Yue off his horse. He also jumped off his horse and pushed Gongsun Yue in front of Zhao Yun."This person is the culprit behind the bloodbath in Changshan. He is Gongsun Yue, the younger brother of Gongsun Zan, the prefect of Beiping.”Hearing this, Zhao Yun suddenly stood up, grabbed Gongsun Yue's collar, and roared,"" Why? Why? Why did you want to wash my Chang Mountain in blood and kill my family? Gongsun Zan and I have never had any grudges. I only rejected his invitation and came out to help him. He wanted to kill my brother and destroy my Chang Mountain Village.”
After saying that, he drew his sword and beheaded Gongsun Yue. He kicked his corpse to the side, then knelt down on both knees and hugged his brother's head as he wailed. Everyone was moved. Ding Huai thought to himself, So this person is Brother Zilong. I wonder who this beautiful woman is.”After a while, Zhao Yun suddenly stopped crying. She stood up and walked towards Ding Huai."Benefactor, please accept Zhao Yun's bow.”
With that, he knelt in front of Ding Huai and kowtowed three times. Ding Huai hurriedly pulled Zhao Yun up and said,"Zilong, please don't be like this. I was a step late and couldn't save the lives of my brother and the entire village.”Zhao Yun said," I'll remember your kindness forever. Please wait a moment. I'll talk to you again after I'm done with my brother's funeral."”Ding Huai cupped his hands and said,"Please go ahead, Zilong."”
The entire village was destroyed. There were hundreds of people in the village. Other than Fan Juan (the beautiful woman from earlier) and a few other women, the rest of the people, regardless of whether they were men or women, old or young, were all killed. From the naked female corpses, one could see the brutality of the white horses. It was simply outrageous.
With the help of everyone, Zhao Yun quickly buried her brother and the other people who had been killed in the village. When they were done, it was already dusk. Zi Long asked the women to prepare the dishes and wine and invited everyone to sit down. After Zhao Yun introduced them at the banquet, Ding Huai finally found out the identities of the five people who had come with Zhao Yun. He was extremely shocked. These five people were Yan Liang, Wen Chou, Zhang He, Tian Feng, and Guo Jia.
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