Facing the wine glass handed by Cao Cao personally, Zhao Yinhao said.

"It's just Huaxiong, don't worry. The lord and pour down the warm wine, I will go and go back!" With

that, Zhao Yin pulled out a long knife from the weapon rack on the side and strode out of the tent.

Everyone in the tent watched his broad back leave, and they were all dumbfounded.

Although Hua Xiong is not the top military general in the world, he is also a well-known general under Dong Zhuo, otherwise he would not make the princes in the camp feel very troubled.

And Zhao Yin is so confident that he can be better than him.

Is it arrogance, or does he really have the ability?

Outside the tent, Zhao Yin stepped out, got on the horse and carried a knife, followed the guidance of the soldiers, and came all the way to the front of Bishui Pass.

I saw an open space in front of the city gate, with neat soldiers and horses, and flags waving.

A burly general, armed with strong armor and a majestic face galloped in front of the battle, scolding loudly.

"Who else is not long-eyed and wants to understand the lance in my hand

!" "Yuan Shao Xiao'er, come out and die quickly

!" "Bullshit Alliance, Native Chicken Wagouer!" Needless

to say, it is Hua Xiong, the fierce general who slashed Bao Zhong and Pan Feng.

Zhao Yin rode his horse forward, came to the front of the formation, and pointed his long knife at Huaxiong.

"Hugh is going to make noise here, your grandfather Zhao is here to take your head!" Hua

Xiong glanced at Zhao Yin and said disdainfully.

"He Fangxiao is small, report your name

!" "You Zhao Yin and Grandpa Zhao are also!" Zhao Yin was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, his legs clamped the horse's belly hard, and galloped towards Huaxiong.

"Come well, suffer death!" Seeing

this, Hua Xiong also patted his horse.

The two sides rode head-on, and the battle was on the verge of breaking out.

The long knife in Zhao Yin's hand leaned behind him, secretly accumulating strength, and his expression was indifferent.

After the competition with Xiahoudun, Gongsun Chan and others, he already had a general understanding of his strength.

Even if it is not as good as Lu Bu and Guan Yu, who are the bravest in the world, they will not be too bad.

Defeating Huaxiong is not difficult to think about.

However, after all, this is the first real battlefield fight since Zhao Yin crossed, and Zhao Yin is still vigilant in his heart to prevent overturning.

After all, there is a famous saying: despise the enemy strategically and value the enemy tactically.

The

two horses galloped, and the distance of hundreds of meters was fleeting, and the long knife in Zhao Yin's hand and Huaxiong's long lance struck together, making a crisp sound of gold and stone intersecting.

As soon as he competed, Zhao Yin roughly figured out Huaxiong's strength.

In order to prevent Hua Xiong from changing his moves, Zhao Yin only used thirty percent of his strength with this knife, but he had already faintly suppressed Hua Xiong, which shows that the difference in strength between the two sides is indeed not small.

Zhao Yin quickly flipped the blade of the knife, and took advantage of Hua Xiong's exhaustive moves, and slashed at his left chest with great force.

Hua Xiong's face changed instantly, and in a hurry, he had to reluctantly stop the blade with the end of the long lance.

But a huge force was released from the blade and spread along the lance to his torso, shaking his internal organs and trembling.

Just as Hua Xiong wanted to retreat and slow down, the long knife on the opposite side turned to attack, as fierce as a poisonous snake, and hit him directly on the shoulder.

Hmm!

Hua Xiong was powerless to dodge at this time, his shoulder was slashed by the tip of the knife, his face turned white, his heart was terrified, and he raised the reins in his hand and was about to flee desperately.

But before Hua Xiong could turn around, the knife light flashed in front of him, Hua Xiong only felt a chill in his chest, and then a sense of powerlessness spread throughout his body, fell off the horse's back, and lay on the ground without moving.

Whether it was Yuan Shaojun's soldiers or Dong Zhuojun's troops, they were all stunned when they saw this scene.

In just three or four moves, Zhao Yin, who was not well known, beheaded Hua Xiong, a powerful general, under his horse?

This process was simply simpler than killing a chicken!

Zhao Yin immediately shook his wrist and shook off all the blood stains on the tip of the knife.

Looking at Hua Xiong lying on the ground, Zhao Yin's heart was like water, the battlefield is not a child's play, and the end of a person who is not as good as a person is to die on the battlefield, and there is no mercy and luck.

After Hua Xiong's death, Dong Zhuojun was suddenly in chaos, and they retreated to the city and shrank back.

Seeing this, Zhao Yin turned over and dismounted under the admiring gaze of Yuan Shao's sergeant and returned to the camp.

......

At this time, Cao Cao, who was in the camp, had just put the warm wine in the cup on the stove, and he was worried.

Although Zhao Yin is unstoppable, Huaxiong has been on the battlefield for a long time after all, and he is famous and experienced.

What if Zhao Yin suffered a loss under the carelessness of the enemy?

At the same time, all the princes in the camp also speculated about the outcome of Zhao Yin's trip.

"Hua Xiong is the next first-class tiger general of Dong Zhuojun, extremely fierce, and General Zhao is afraid that he will be more than lucky.

"Not necessarily, General Zhao is extremely brave, and it is no longer a matter of killing Hua Xiong, but I am afraid that it will take some time for the two sides to fight, and I am afraid that it will take more than half of noon to come back."

"Reasonably, so-and-so also thinks.

Just as everyone's discussion was in full swing, the curtain of the tent was opened, and Zhao Yin walked into the tent.

When the princes in the tent saw the figure of the comer, they were instantly stunned and speechless.

The bustling tent was so quiet that even the breathing of the guards standing outside the tent could be heard.

"What's the matter, what are you looking at me?" Zhao

Yin was puzzled when he saw that they looked like ghosts, and when he saw the hot wine on the stove in front of Cao Cao, he walked over and picked up the wine glass and poured it into his mouth.

"I just happened to be a little thirsty after a fight, this wine is neither lukewarm nor hot, it's still warm, just right!" Zhao

Yin wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth and said with satisfaction.

Yuan Shu on the side said sluggishly: "General Zhao, why did you come back so quickly, but Hua Xiong died down and Ming Jin withdrew his troops?"

Zhao Yin said casually.

Yuan Shu's eyes widened and he looked at him in disbelief.

And most of the people in the tent looked at him in the same way.

"Zhao Yin, there is no joke in the army! Lying about the military situation, when beheaded, are you sure that what you said is true?" Yuan Shao, who was at the head, said solemnly.

"This can still be fake. Zhao Yin muttered, walked out of the tent and grabbed a soldier, and asked, "You just took me to the front of Bishui Pass, you said that Huaxiong is not dead!"

The soldier's face was full of excitement, and he half-knelt on the ground and said: "General Zhao is really a god." In just four moves, the enemy will cut Hua Xiong under the horse!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

The princes of the Eighteenth Route cast awe-inspiring glances at Zhao Yin.

It's just a matter of beheading Hua Xiong under the horse, just four moves, and he is really a god and a man!

Thinking of this, the eyes of the princes looking at Cao Cao were also a little subtle, both envious and jealous.

When Cao Cao heard this, he smiled with relief.

It is worthy of the person I fancie, and he really has the courage of ten thousand people!

With such a fierce general, why worry about the uncertainty of the world?

"Hahaha, good, good!" Yuan Shao looked up to the sky and laughed: "General Zhao, the courage is outstanding, and there are many rewards!"

Then many soldiers presented gold and silver treasures, and all the princes also surrounded Zhao Yin and Cao Cao, complimenting them.

Although Liu, Guan, and Zhang on the side were pale, they felt that Hua Xiong was nothing more than Erer, and Zhao Yin, who killed Hua Xiong, was nothing more than that, so he should not be so praised.

But seeing Yuan Shao's statement, he had to hide his dissatisfaction, and stepped forward to compliment him a few times.

"General Zhao, brave and impressive!".

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