Chapter 11

The completely unprepared Yuan Shu army was instantly sliced open by the Xiliang Army!

Countless soldiers who had just been awakened from their dreams had not yet reacted before they died under the long spears of the Xiliang iron cavalry!

"My... my lord..."

"Hua Xiong is leading the Xiliang Army in a night raid on the coalition camp."

"Our army can no longer hold them off!"

"This general will quickly escort you away from this place!"

Beside Yuan Shu, Ji Ling, carrying a three-pointed double-edged sword, ran over, jumping and leaping, saying with panic on his face.

The voice fell.

Yuan Shu, who had originally been dead drunk, was instantly frightened into waking up a bit.

"What is that damn thing Sun Jian doing?"

"Why would the Xiliang Army appear here?"

The first thing Yuan Shu thought of was Sun Jian on the front line.

It was precisely because of Sun Jian's existence that the various warlords in the coalition camp could be so fearless.

After all, where would a normal person imagine.

That Hua Xiong would actually abandon Sun Jian and directly lead troops to attack the coalition camp!

"My lord, I suppose that fellow Sun Jian has already been defeated by Hua Xiong."

"It is possible that this guy resented you, my lord, for not giving him grain and fodder, and deliberately did not pass this intelligence to the coalition camp."

Ji Ling said through gritted teeth.

He was loyal to Yuan Shu and was a family general who had followed Yuan Shu for many years.

As the saying goes.

The butt determines the head.

Ji Ling naturally would not think that cutting off Sun Jian's grain and fodder was Yuan Shu's fault.

In short, in Ji Ling's view, all mistakes stemmed from Sun Jian!

It was precisely because Sun Jian was not capable that Hua Xiong and the Xiliang iron cavalry were able to launch a surprise attack on the coalition camp.

But at this moment, no matter how much he complained, it was already too late.

Seeing the Xiliang iron cavalry charging toward this side under Hua Xiong's leadership, Ji Ling had no choice but to first protect Yuan Shu and flee.

"Where are you fleeing, thief?"

With Yuan Shu's flashy attire, Hua Xiong immediately recognized that this person's identity was extraordinary.

Naturally, he would not let him go easily.

"Ab... abominable!"

"Hurry and escort this lord away from here!"

Countless Xiliang iron cavalry were charging toward this side.

Yuan Shu was frightened out of his wits.

And the one he feared most was Hua Xiong, who was at the very front of the formation!

"My lord, do not panic; Yu She is here!"

"Watch me take this thief's head!"

Ji Ling bore the responsibility of protecting Yuan Shu's departure, so he naturally could not just stand out and delay time.

Therefore, the task of delaying Hua Xiong fell to Yu She.

But Yu She's combat power was at most at the level of a third-class warrior.

Where could he block Hua Xiong?

Hua Xiong flew up with a slash, and blood flashed by.

At Yu She's neck, sprays of blood shot out.

With a "squelch," he fell from his warhorse in response.

"Just this? And you dare to come challenge me?"

Hua Xiong mocked with disdain on his face.

It must be said that this wave was indeed successfully shown off by Hua Xiong.

The only expert under Yuan Shu who could compete with him was Ji Ling.

But even Ji Ling might not be able to defeat Hua Xiong, at most being evenly matched.

Not to mention that Ji Ling, in order to protect Yuan Shu, did not dare to fight Hua Xiong at all.

For a time.

The strong wind howled, and the slaughter boiled!

The wild roars of the Xiliang Army rang throughout the coalition camp!

... ===== CHAPTER 12 =====