Chapter 959: Zhao Yun's memories

When Li Shi and Ao Xun awakened Ao Xun's remnant soul in the Bingzhou Ding, the battlefield outside was already in chaos.
On the western battlefield, Li Moshen was one enemy and two, but he was gradually suppressed by An Shaohuang and Li Qianxu.
On the eastern battlefield, Huangfu Jie, after all, old was more spicy, but it was slightly better than Huangfu Yuanming.
On the northern battlefield, the Dragon Knight of Killing the Sky was basically suppressing those Nether Rakshasa fighting. Who told them that their current bodies were the most restrained against these undead and resisting creatures.
Yu Wenqi and Si Kongjing actually played inextricably, shocking everyone present.
The most chaotic is the central battlefield.
In line with the principle of guerrilla tactics, Yang Jian asked the holy beasts to constantly harass Li Daoxuan, and when Li Daoxuan became angry, he took the younger brothers to retreat far away.
Such reciprocation made Li Daoxuan annoying.
Next to the pit that had been smashed open before, the holy spirits were still fainting.
But in the corner where no one noticed, Zhao Yun's finger moved.
In the boundless darkness, Zhao Yun's divine consciousness swayed everywhere.
"Where is this...who am I..."
Suddenly the light in front of his eyes burst, Zhao Yun stepped out of the darkness and came to a grassland.
At this moment, he is riding a white horse.
Beside, there is a group of white horse cavalry with a flustered look.
"Is this... escaping..."
On the grassland behind him, there was a cry of killing resounding across the sky.
"Kill Gongsun Zan!"
Gongsun Zan... a familiar name...
By the way, he seems to be his lord?
Just as Zhao Yun gradually reacted, a flowing arrow flew from behind and accurately penetrated into a figure riding a white horse in front.
"Master!"
The white horse knights around him suddenly howled sorrowfully and coldly.
The figure fell from the horse's back, and was immediately overtaken by the chasing soldiers behind him, chopped into several pieces.
Your lord... just died like this?
The fierce eyes of those chasing soldiers looked at Zhao Yun and the white horse knight beside him.
"These white horses will be killed without leaving them!"
Zhao Yun was shocked!
By the way, my name is Zhao Yun and I come from a place called Changshan.
The cavalry around me and my body are named Baima Yicong.
The tragic person who was hacked to death was his own proprietor Gong Gong Sun Zan.
The sharp edge of the chasing soldiers has come before him.
Zhao Yun wanted to wave back, but found himself weak.
I seem to...
Was frightened.
Because of his incompetence, it led to the defeat of this battle.
Because of my weakness, I can only watch the lord fall in front of me!
"Chang"
A long spear was blocked in front of Zhao Yun. When the enemy's sharp blades met this long spear, they instantly shattered into fragments.
Can the gun... be so strong?
Zhao Yun looked up and found that the man holding the gun was a young man with a brilliant smile. The Zijin Yitong was calm, as if he didn't take these enemies seriously.
Why... he can be so relaxed on the battlefield?
"Don't be distracted on the battlefield."
The boy blinked at Zhao Yun and swept forward with a spear.
"boom--"
A beam of qi blew across, like a plow, directly slashing hundreds of enemies on the opposite side.
Zhao Yun's pupils shrank and looked at the young man in horror.
The boy said to Zhao Yun, "Do you want to learn?"
Zhao Yun nodded immediately, like pounding garlic, for fear that the young man would regret it.