Chapter 1218

"Of course!" Gu Yi said decisively. "Their strength is much worse than Yuan Shao's army. As long as we can hold out until the reinforcements arrive, we can achieve victory!"

"Mm, I believe in my lord!" The deputy nodded, and a smile appeared on his face.

"My lord, then let's speed up, and while the enemy hasn't reacted yet, we will charge out!"

Gu Yi nodded, and their speed increased once again.

Seeing their fellow soldiers slaughtered, the enemy soldiers were exceptionally furious; they raised their long spears one after another and thrust them toward Zhao Zilong and the others.

A cold smile appeared on Zhao Zilong's face; his legs clamped tightly onto the horse's belly, the warhorse beneath him let out a neigh, and the long halberd in his hand swung fiercely, knocking the charging soldiers flying.

"Kill!"

Following Zhao Zilong's command, the iron cavalry charged out like madmen.

One could see Zhao Zilong charging directly into Yuan Shao's army; wherever he went, blood sprayed. Zhao Zilong's warhorse was like a sickle harvesting wheat; wherever he went, Yuan Shao's soldiers were killed and fell one after another.

Behind Zhao Zilong followed five hundred elites; they were all selected from the direct line of the Zhao family army. They all had formidable battle records; they were the most elite troops within the Zhao family army, and each of them possessed strength surpassing that of ordinary people.

Zhao Zilong's combat experience was very rich, and his tactics were also very clever. After his iron cavalry clashed with the enemy army a few times...