Summary of the previous chapter: Liu Bei led his troops and civilians to retreat south, but the journey was too slow and Cao Cao soon caught up with him. Liu Bei had no choice but to lead a few loyal ministers to evacuate first. However, Zhang Fei couldn't help but get angry and went to
He challenged Cao Cao before and lost his wife and young master...
Ma Xiaoquan touched the horse's head, shook his head and said, "Don't worry! I have my own idea!"
Zhao Yun's eyes turned red, and he cupped his hands and said, "That Zilong will thank the Lord Shangxian first!"
Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "Okay, let's go find the madam and the young master!"
"As you command!"
After saying that, Zhao Yun nudged the horse's belly slightly, and the war horse neighed and ran towards the north.
Because the horse Zhao Yun was riding was white all over, it was very eye-catching in the crowd, so as soon as Zhao Yun galloped northward, many people remembered his appearance.
China has no shortage of flatterers since ancient times, no matter in the luxurious life or in the crisis of serious war.
A villain quickly rode his horse to catch up with Liu Bei and shouted: "My lord, my lord, I saw General Zhao Yun going north, I saw General Zhao Yun and Jiang Yun going north!"
Liu Bei pulled the reins of the war horse, was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "What, tell me again, what's going on?"
The villain jumped off his horse and said angrily: "My lord, I just saw Zhao Yun chatting with the purple-haired guy for a few words, and then he ran north. My lord, Zhao Yun must have gone to surrender to Cao Cao."
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When Liu Bei heard this, he was so angry that he smashed his riding whip on the ground, jumped off his horse and stamped his feet: "Zhao Zilong, I, Liu Bei, treat you well, but you actually surrendered to Cao Cao. How is this? How is this?"
Zhang Fei heard this and said angrily: "Brother, let me go, I will chop off that guy's head!"
Zhuge Liang frowned, thought for a moment, dismounted, and stepped forward to persuade Liu Bei: "My lord, is it a bit arbitrary to judge based on one person's words?"
Liu Bei said: "Arbitrary? Military advisor, now that our army is in crisis, Zhao Yun doesn't go with me. Instead, he runs north. What are you doing if you don't surrender to Cao Cao?"
Zhuge Liang shook his head and said: "My Lord, I heard from the Chief of Staff Wang that General Zilong talked to Master Shangxian for a while. I think there must be some agreement between them. If you can ask Master Shangxian, everything will be done by yourself.
You will understand!"
When Liu Bei heard this, he thought it made sense, so he said to the flattering villain Wang Shichang: "Go and find Master Shangxian for me!"
Attendant Wang rolled his eyes slightly and said respectfully: "Yes!"
Looking at the backs of Liu Bei and others walking away again, Chief Wang wiped the sweat from his head and said to himself: "Damn, this Zhuge Kongming is really bad. Forget it, I will surrender Cao Cao first, hum!
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Assistant Chief Wang did not know that when he was talking to himself, his words had been clearly heard by Ma Xiaoquan.
In the crowd, Ma Xiaoquan, with a cloth wrapped around his head, seemed aimless, but in fact he was constantly observing.
Chief Attendant Wang is definitely not an exception, and he is definitely not the last person who wants to surrender to Cao Cao. Ma Xiaoquan can also understand such people. After all, only by keeping one life alive can you enjoy it.
Ma Xiaoquan smiled, picked up a handful of dust, and smeared it on his face...
Zhao Yun rushed into the encirclement of Cao's army, waving the gentian gun in his hand and shouting the names of his wife and mistress.
"Madam, young mistress...young master Adou..."
Zhao Yun shouted so loudly that on a short mountain not far away, Cao Cao, who was taking a short rest, saw Zhao Yun and immediately asked Chen Yu beside him: "Who is that?"
Chen Yu looked at it and said respectfully: "Back to my lord, that man is a general under Liu Bei's account. His surname is Zhao Mingyun, and his courtesy name is Zilong!"
Upon hearing this, Cao Cao exclaimed, became interested, and said: "Zhao Zilong? I heard that this man is very skilled in martial arts and very cautious in his actions. He is a rare talent. Let's ask Xia Houen to go over and give him a try!"
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Chen Yu advised: "Lord, I'm afraid this is not good, Xia Houen is still carrying your Qingzhi sword, what if..."
Cao Cao laughed and said: "The spear in Zhao Yun's hand must be a pretty good weapon. Unfortunately, when it comes to the green sword that is as sharp as clay, this is not a problem that can be solved by force."
Chen Yu nodded: "Yes, General Xia Houen is very good at martial arts. Even General Xu Chu may not be able to defeat him during training. Although Zhao Yun is powerful, he is probably just someone who is seeking fame..."
Cao Cao laughed and immediately gave the order, asking Xia Houen to go down with the Qingzhi Sword to intercept Zhao Yun.
Xia Houen was overjoyed when he heard this, and quickly knelt down to thank him, and then rode his horse to chase Zhao Yun.
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Zhao Yun was about to kill when he suddenly felt a chill on his neck.
Zhao Yun subconsciously turned his head to the left, only to hear a "dang" sound, and the helmet on his head had been shot with a cold arrow and fell to the ground.
Zhao Yun was shocked and quickly knocked down a Cao soldier with one shot, but... just as Zhao Yun was about to put away his gun, another cold arrow struck him.
Zhao Yun couldn't dodge, and with a pop, he was hit by an arrow in his left arm.
Zhao Yun frowned, broke off the tail of the arrow with a loud bang, and temporarily left the arrow head in his arm.
On the short mountain, Cao Cao nodded while looking at him, and praised: "This Zhao Yun is quite capable. Well, Lord Shangxian, what do you think of him?"
Beside Cao Cao, at some point, Ma Xiaoquan stood beside him with his hands behind his back. Although there was some dust on his face, he took off the cloth wrapped around his head, and his purple hair was flying in the wind, looking very heroic.
Ma Xiaoquan curled his lips and said: "Zhao Yun is good at martial arts. Hmm, Xiao Cao, how about we make a bet?"
When Cao Cao heard about the bet, he said vigilantly: "I don't care. Every time I bet with you, I either lose money or lose people. It's not worth it!"
Ma Xiaoquan laughed and said: "How about this, I don't want anything for this bet?"
When Cao Cao heard this, he raised his eyes sideways and said, "Sir, are you serious about what you said?"
Ma Xiaoquan smashed the bar and said, "Of course, there's no point in betting with you. I always win. Hey, Dugu Qiu loses!"
Cao Cao was unconvinced: "That's no good. If you don't play with me, there is a stake, but I still play with you. Anyway, this Zhao Yun is also my problem. Well, it's better to be like this. Master Shangxian, I will make a bet with you.
Zhao Yun will definitely be captured by me!"
Ma Xiaoquan waved his hand and said: "You have said so, I can only say that Zhao Yun will definitely be able to escape!"
Cao Cao laughed loudly: "As for the bet, eh, how about making Master Shangxian's eldest son Ma Xiao an official?"
Ma Xiaoquan was amused: "My son is still young, how can he become an official?"
Cao Cao said: "Master Shangxian is so powerful, Master Shangxian's son is naturally even more powerful. A tiger father has no son. Hehe, this is called talent reserve!"
Ma Xiaoquan pointed at Cao Cao and shook his head helplessly: "You"
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Not far below the short mountain, Zhao Yun had already fought with Xia Houen twice.
If it weren't for his impatience, Zhao Yun would also like to have a good fight with Xia Houen, but at present, the lady and the young master have not been found yet, so how can he have such thoughts.
Zhao Yun rushed to kill while looking left and right for his wife and young master, while Xia Houen held a green sword and chased her while laughing.
"Zhao Yun, you are so weak. You were beaten and chased by grandpa after just a few hits. Bah! Haha..."
Zhao Yun was furious, turned his horse's head, and thrust out the gentian spear with a fierce thrust.
Xia Houen was on guard for a long time. He chuckled, turned slightly to one side, and slashed the Qingzhi sword that had been prepared in his right hand. He heard a "stab" sound, and the handle of the gentian gun was cut by the Qingzhi sword.
Broken.
Zhao Yun's heart tightened, and he immediately gave up the gentian spear, turned around and stretched out his foot to kick Xia Houen.
Xia Houen laughed and spun the green sword in his hand, striking at Zhao Yun's feet.
Zhao Yun knew very well that the Qingzhi Sword was extremely sharp, and he would never dare to defend the sharpness of the Qingzhi Sword with his flesh and blood.
With a sound of "噌", the green sword slid along the sole of Zhao Yun's shoe, making a cut in the sole of the shoe in an instant. Fortunately, it did not hurt the sole of Zhao Yun's foot.
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On the short mountain, Cao Cao laughed loudly and said: "Have you seen, Master Shangxian, is my Xia Hou'en powerful?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled slightly, looking calm on the surface, but very nervous in his heart.
In his left eye, Yuan suddenly said: "Hundan Ma Xiaoquan, Zhao Yun seems to be in a bit of trouble, do you want to help? Anyway, history is the last one Zhao Yun escaped. Don't worry, you won't be backlashed by history."
Ma Xiaoquan responded: "No, I believe Zhao Yun, he will be able to overcome these difficulties on his own."
Yuan laughed and suddenly said something in English: "Wait and see! We'll see."
Ma Xiaoquan was helpless.
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Zhao Yun, who had no weapons in his hands, had already received several bloody cuts on his body from Xia Houen.
Xia Houen was not in a hurry to attack. On the contrary, he enjoyed the pleasure of hitting Zhao Yun's body again and again.
"Haha..." Xia Houen wiped the blood from the Tianqing sword and said with a ferocious smile, "Zhao Zilong, your martial arts skills are nothing more than this, haha..."
Zhao Yun smiled slightly and remained silent, but secretly, he had already prepared a countermeasure.
In terms of martial arts, Zhao Yun is much better than Xia Houen, but Xia Houen has no wounds on his body, is full of energy, and holds magic weapons in his hands. On the other hand, Zhao Yun, who has traveled long distances for a long time, has not had a good rest.
First, I was tired. Secondly, I had just rushed into Cao Jun's camp and suffered a lot of minor injuries. Although the minor injuries were not life-threatening, the cumulative effect was enough to drink a pot.
Touching the sword wound on his arm, Zhao Yun had a look of contempt in his eyes.
Xia Houen was furious: "Bah! These rebellious ministers and traitors actually underestimated me and are looking for death!"
After saying that, Xiahou En stabbed Zhao Yun with his sword.
This time, Zhao Yun did not hide. He stretched out his arms and faced the edge of the Qingzhi Sword.
