Zhao Yun dove into this huge steel monster and smelled the extremely strong smell of blood and alcohol.
Gongsun Yan was lying face down on a round plate.
Zhao Yun's heart was beating wildly, and he helped her up while testing her pulse.
Fortunately, other than his face turning red, nothing serious happened.
Zhao Yun wanted to pick her up, but she was fixed to the seat by two strange straps.
He groped for a while, not knowing how to untie it.
I don’t know what this thing is, whether it is a controlled living thing, and I don’t dare to delay it any longer.
He pulled out his dagger and cut the two straps.
He helped Gongsun Yan down and quickly took a few steps back, away from this flesh-and-blood monster.
As if smelling a familiar smell from the blood, Gongsun Yan moved a little, raised his hand and hugged his neck: "Zilong?"
"I'm here, I'm here." Zhao Yun held her in his arms and took a closer look to see that she was indeed not injured, but seemed to be drunk, so he felt a little relieved.
"Yuan Shao...Lingzhi City..."
"Chop off the head of that old bastard Gongsun Jing." Gongsun Yan buried his face in Zhao Yun's neck and explained incoherently, except for the last sentence that he said especially smoothly and loudly.
"Okay, I know." Zhao Yun soothed and put his chin on her forehead. When he heard her sleeping peacefully and peacefully, he turned his attention to the old friend on the ground, "Brother Yide."
After vomiting profusely, Zhang Fei finally took a breath and was now paralyzed next to the filth, gasping for air.
Zhao Yun looked at the terrifying giant a few steps away.
The top was evenly covered with mud, blood, and dirt, mixed with nail flakes and broken hair, which made people look horrified.
Look at Zhang Fei again.
Zhao Yun and Zhang Fei met in Gongsun Zan's tent.
We also worked together with him in Qingzhou, because he was a member of Xuande Gong's command, Wuwan Zaqi, and they had a very good personal relationship, and they almost treated him like brothers.
He knew very well what a powerful figure Zhang Fei was.
What exactly has he gone through to become what he is today.
"Brother Yide, why is it like this?" Zhao Yun held Gongsun Yan with one hand and freed up his other hand to pull Zhang Fei.
"Hmph!" Zhang Fei snorted without curiosity and said, "I still pretend that Zilong didn't see me."
However, he did not refuse the hand extended by Zhao Yun.
It's not that he has no spine, it's just that his body is really weak, and the filth on the ground is about to flow over him, and now he feels sick when he smells the smell of alcohol.
"It's my fault." Zhao Yun knew his temper. If he didn't coax him well at this moment, he would definitely make a scene later.
Pulling Zhang Fei up and letting him lean against the wall for a while, Zhao Yun flexed his fingers and blew a whistle to summon his subordinates.
Both of them are warriors who have fought on the battlefield and know the importance of the battle situation to the situation.
Zhang Fei leaned against the wall and gasped a few times. He suppressed his discomfort and explained everything he knew.
Finally, he glanced at Gongsun Yan, who was sleeping peacefully in Zhao Yun's arms, with a strange expression: "My eldest niece can truly destroy an army and kill thousands of enemies."
When Zhao Yun heard this, he smelled the smell of alcohol in the person in his arms, and hugged her a little tighter.
The sound of cavalry's hooves hitting the ground came from the street corner. Zhang Fei raised his eyes and saw a group of black-armored knights running out from behind.
All members were wearing Shanwen fine armor, and a fierce aura rushed towards their faces.
Zhang Fei looked at the armor he had pieced together and felt a little uncomfortable for no reason.
As they walked closer, everyone was secretly frightened by the giant thing dormant quietly in the darkness.
I also saw Gongsun Yan wearing military uniform in Zhao Yun's arms.
But as this elite cavalry is the focus of attention, its discipline, combat power, and will are all top-notch.
No one was talking to each other at the moment.
Time was running out, so Zhao Yun ordered Zhang Fei to get a horse and order two dozen men to guard the big guy.
He held Gongsun Yan in front of the saddle and led the others back to the east city gate controlled by his side.
At this time, the corpses in the east city gate passage have been cleared and piled on both sides, and will only be cleaned and disposed of after the war is over.
He placed Gongsun Yan in a mezzanine room in the Wengcheng gate, and asked Lao Lei to personally lead people to guard the door.
After ensuring the safety of the most important people on his side, Zhao Yun just re-deployed and led the army according to Zhang Fei's words.
Only Zhang Fei seemed to have not recovered his breath, so Zhao Yun left him to guard the east city.
"Brother Yide, Ayan is the most important person to me both in public and private matters, so I will entrust her to my brother at this time."
"knew!"
The intimacy between young men and women cannot be concealed from others. Zhang Fei obviously saw something fishy and secretly said to Zilong that he was very capable. At the same time, he waved his hand: "I will protect my niece's safety. Go quickly!"
Hearing Zhang Fei's special emphasis on his niece, Zhao Yun's face was apathetic, he just raised his hands, pulled the reins, and returned to the team.
He led the cavalry out and rushed to the south gate and the county soldiers' camp.
The power of hundreds of war horses galloping through the city and the roar of iron hooves on the ground echoed back and forth.
When they are dispatched again, it is not to find people and rescue them, but to truly break the formation and kill the enemy.
The intensively trained cavalrymen did not carry large lances, but each carried a hundred-refined wild goose feather sword. They finally showed their ferocious fangs in the night of Lingzhi.
After Gongsun Yan's random wandering and collision, Yuan Jun in the south of the city had already become a frightened bird.
Although Yuan Jun supervised the battle, the soldiers wielded swords and axes, ruthlessly killing those who fled and retreated.
However, the harsh military laws of the past can no longer force soldiers to fight to the death.
No matter how loudly the general shouted, they could not organize the infantry to form a battle formation to intercept the cavalry. They could not delay the cavalry charge, so they could only lead to death.
For a moment, under the burning and swaying firelight, the black-armored knights rushed straight into the ranks of soldiers, charging and slashing, causing blood to fly.
Starting from Nancheng, Yuan's army's lines collapsed one after another.
Even the barbarian cavalry that blocked their way broke up and fled in just two rounds due to such a huge difference in combat power.
Gongsun Jing, who was standing at the temporary camp in Beicheng, became confused when he heard this.
When he went out and saw the defeated soldiers fleeing in all directions, the wine cup in his hand clattered and fell to the ground. It rolled twice and the wine in the cup spilled on the ground.
All this happened so fast. A moment ago, he was still immersed in the dream of getting rid of his father's control.
In the dream, he controlled the power in western Liaoning. Relying on the capital and connections of the Gongsun family, he was able to get everything he wanted under Yuan Gong's account. He was no longer limited to one county and became a real big shot in the world.
However, the sweet dream suddenly turned into the most terrifying nightmare.
Gongsun Jing watched in confusion as the black-armored knights roamed the camp, and was pushed to a horse by several soldiers of Yuan Jun.
But he was out of his mind and felt weak all over. He tried several times to step on the soft rope to get on the horse, but he couldn't climb on the horse's back.
When the soldiers of the Yuan Army who were responsible for his safety saw this, they shook their heads secretly, turned around and ran for their lives.
He was left alone there.
"No, I can't escape." If I escape, there will be nothing left.
He yelled loudly and turned around to find that no one was around him.
When he turned around, he saw several knights standing behind him. The leader was very familiar with them.
Gongsun Jing's expression changed, and then he quickly smiled: "Captain Zhao, I was held hostage by these bad guys. Fortunately, you helped me."
"When you go back, I'll make a promise to the capital to give you an official title. Also, if you still have Ayan, how about I betroth Ayan to you?"
Gongsun Jing saw Zhao Yun approaching on his horse with an expressionless expression, and uttered nonsense in his mouth.
The next second, the sword flashed by.
Zhao Yun said in a deep voice: "Gongsun Jing, the governor of western Liaoning, was held hostage by thieves and died in the rebel army."
