Zhao Yun and his companion Xia Houlan did not participate in the battle against the Yellow Turban Army, but chose to wait where they were.
"Zilong, are you okay?"
Xia Houlan looked at Zhao Yun with a worried look. The man in front of him had lost his former handsomeness, and his eyes were red and bloodshot.
Zhao Yun said nothing and shook his head gently.
He no longer had the energy to speak, and the mental and physical exhaustion made him do his best to keep his eyes open.
The moment Liu Zhang attacked, Zhao Yun's nerves had already relaxed, and he was so tired that he could not resist and might faint at any time.
No, I can't fall!
I want revenge. My brother and sister cannot die in vain!
I will still wait for Sun Zhong, and I will cut him into pieces with a thousand knives!
Zhao Yun shouted in his heart more than once. Thinking of the tragic fate of his brother and sister, his heart felt like a knife.
It hurts, it hurts so much!
This excruciating pain constantly stimulated his nerves, making him wait in exhaustion.
There was a rumble and the sound of horses trampling on the ground. Zhao Yun was shocked all over.
He struggled to stand up and looked with wide eyes.
After a while, Liu Zhang returned to Zhao Yun and threw Sun Zhong forward, who was tied into a rice dumpling.
"He's yours."
For Liu Zhang, this was just a piece of cake, but for Zhao Yun, it was like a new parent.
Zhao Yun glanced at Liu Zhang gratefully, not knowing how to express his gratitude.
Finally, I can finally take revenge!
"Thief, did you ever think that you would fall into my hands!"
"Why! Why do you do this to innocent people!"
Zhao Yun stared at Sun Zhong, his eyes full of anger, hatred, and murderous intent!
Sun Zhong now regrets deeply. He does not regret killing the Zhao Yun brothers and sisters, but regrets why he did not die under Liu Zhang's sword.
Now that it is in the hands of Zhao Yun, I am afraid that I will not be able to survive or die!
"Zhao Yun, I chopped off your brother with my own hands, and I stripped your sister naked and slept with her! Hahaha, what a feeling!"
"Your brother was watching from the side at that time, hahaha. His eyes were the same as yours now."
"I'll just chop off his head. Hahaha, chop it off if you can! Come on!"
Sun Zhong now wanted to anger Zhao Yun and ask him to kill him directly to save himself from suffering.
"Thief, take your life!"
As he expected, Zhao Yun became furious and picked up the machete on the ground to kill Sun Zhong.
"Sun Zhong, you have a good plan, but you just want to die so happily?"
Liu Zhang's words shocked Zhao Yun, who suddenly woke up and put the knife on Sun Zhong's neck.
"Liu Zhang, you thief, don't bully others too much!"
Sun Zhong was furious when he saw this. Zhao Yun was originally angered by him, but he didn't expect that Liu Zhang would destroy it.
Liu Zhang was too lazy to scold Sun Zhong and just sneered.
"Humph, I just bullied you, what can you do?"
"You have done such evil and you still want to die happily?"
Sun Zhong knew that seeking death had become a luxury, so he turned to look at Zhao Yun, still hoping that Zhao Yun could give him a happy life.
The color in Zhao Yun's eyes had faded. He threw away the machete in his hand and took the dagger handed by Liu Zhang!
"you..."
Sun Zhong suddenly broke out in cold sweat and looked at Zhao Yun who was walking towards him, trembling all over.
"ah!..."
The screams resounded throughout Zhaojiazhuang.
From time to time, there were insults, wailing, and begging for mercy, which lasted for more than an hour.
Liu Zhang did not see how Zhao Yun dealt with Sun Zhong. He had already guessed that Sun Zhong must be executed by Ling Chi.
This kind of picture was still too bloody for him, and it was difficult to accept it for a while.
Not long after, Huang Zhong and others who were chasing the Yellow Turban Army came back one after another.
Although the cavalry pursued vigorously, they still could not kill them all. There was no way, the Yellow Turban Army was too scattered.
Liu Zhang was still listening to Huang Zhong and others reporting the results of the battle, when he heard a plop, and Zhao Yun, covered in blood, knelt down in front of Liu Zhang.
"General, Zhao Yun has been so kind to you that he will never be able to repay it even if he dies!"
Zhao Yun kowtowed heavily and fell to the ground unconscious.
"Zi Long!"
Liu Zhang was shocked and rushed forward to check.
Liu Zhang rushed from Yingchuan to Jizhou, then to Changshan, and fought thousands of miles, all for Zhao Yun alone!
If he died, Liu Zhang would really be trying to fetch water from a bamboo basket, all in vain!
"Don't worry, my lord, Zhao Yun is fine, he must be too tired!"
Huang Zhong checked carefully and found that although Zhao Yun's body was stained with blood, there were no wounds.
"General Liu, Zilong killed more than a hundred people and reached his limit long ago. He just waited for the general to capture Sun Zhong and tried to prevent himself from fainting."
"Well! By the way, who are you?"
Liu Zhang looked at Zhao Yun's companions. Now they were the only two people left in Zhaojiazhuang.
"Report to the general, grassroots Xia Houlan."
It turned out to be him. Just as Liu Zhang guessed, Zhao Yun and Xia Houlan were friends from the same village and grew up together.
"You stay with Zilong in our army first, and I will ask the soldiers to bury the villagers of Zhaojiazhuang."
"Thank you, General!"
Liu Zhang watched the two people leave, then turned to look at the hundreds of corpses beside him, feeling extremely excited.
Zhao Yun, Zhao Zilong! You are indeed extraordinary! My thousand-mile pursuit is not in vain!
Now, by mistake, Sun Zhong accidentally killed Zhao Yun's entire family, and he no longer had any worries!
I really don’t know whether I should be happy or sad for Zhao Yun...