Chapter 32 Lost General Happy National Day Everyone
Chapter 32 The Lost General (Additional update for National Day, happy National Day everyone~)
Cao Ren was also anxious when he saw Zhao Yun kidnapping He Yan. He squeezed the horse's belly with his legs and broke away from the team and rushed forward, shouting: "Put Mr. He down!"
But little did he know that the more eager he was, the more Zhao Yun knew that he had caught the right person. The horse ran faster and faster, fleeing farther and farther towards the north and the direction Liu Bei was going.
"Zhao Yun! Are you sick? Why are you arresting me?"
He Yan also didn't expect that as Cao Cao's adopted son, he would be able to experience Liu Chan's happiness. The two of them killed each other indiscriminately and quickly left the battlefield.
Zhao Yun, who was riding on the horse, was a little puzzled: "Do you know my name?"
"Nonsense! Zhang Fei's voice was so loud that half of the battlefield heard him shouting."
He Yan suddenly retched: "Zhao Yun, it's really uncomfortable for you to hang me on a horse like this. Can you put me straight?"
Now He Yan was lying on the back of the horse. Every bump of the horse's running made He Yan's abdomen feel like a heavy blow. This feeling was not comfortable at all.
It was at this time that Zhao Yun discovered that He Yan was not an adult soldier, but a young man with hair in a bun: "You are so young, what are you doing in the army?"
He Yan also rolled his eyes when he mentioned this: "I was kidnapped by that bastard Cao Ren! Otherwise, I should be listening to music in Xuchang City now!"
The more Zhao Yun listened, the stranger he became, and he became suspicious of He Yan's identity.
At this moment, He Yan, who had been crying out in discomfort just now, suddenly pulled out the Huanshou knife from Zhao Yun's waist with quick eyesight and quick hands. Before he could exert any force, he used the blade to slash at Zhao Yun's arm that was holding the horse's rein.
"Bah!"
Zhao Yun was startled by this and quickly let go, but He Yan still opened a huge gash in his left hand.
Seeing that the blow missed, He Yan didn't hesitate at all, and directly raised the blade high to stab Zhao Yun's mount to the core.
"Don't be presumptuous!"
Zhao Yun clamped his legs hard, released his right hand that controlled the reins, and slashed He Yan's neck with a knife.
"Whoosh!"
He Yan lost consciousness under the heavy blow, but the ring-shou knife in his hand still hit the horse's belly, opening a wound and causing it to wail in pain.
Zhao Yun quickly tightened the reins to prevent the white horse from throwing him and He Yan off. However, since the horse was injured, it was obviously unable to continue running wildly.
"This boy!"
Zhao Yun pulled off a piece of cloth and wrapped it around his bleeding left hand, feeling annoyed and angry at He Yan's actions.
Picking up the Huanshou knife that fell on the ground, Zhao Yun's eyes were a little fierce.
But when he saw He Yan's still slightly immature face, he became a little soft-hearted.
"Forget it, trapped animals are still fighting, let alone people shouting?"
Zhao Yun thought for a while, then pulled some canes from the trees on the roadside, tied He Yan's limbs and put him on the horse. He led the injured white horse and hid in the path.
After a while, Cao Ren and Man Chong from the rear led their troops to pursue them.
"Zhao Yun's traces disappeared here. He probably took Mr. He on a trail and hid in the nearby mountains and forests."
Man Chong now had a look of shame and annoyance on his face: "If I hadn't been so soft-hearted at that time, Zhao Yun would have been killed by his horse long ago. How could such a story come about?"
Cao Ren was not polite to Man Chong, and glared at him directly and said: "If He Yan really has a shortcoming this time... Man Boning, even if Sikong lets you go, I will never be done with you!"
Afterwards, without waiting for Man Chong to reply, Cao Ren pointed to the criss-crossing paths: "Go and find him for me! You have to find him alive or dead or his corpse! No matter what, you have to find him for me!"
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On horseback.
He Yan had woken up a long time ago, but he had not moved.
It wasn't until Zhao Yun led the horse to a stream that he said angrily: "How long are you going to keep pretending? If you keep pressing me like this, my dragon colt will be crushed to death by you!"
"How can it be so serious?"
When He Yan saw that Zhao Yun had discovered it, he stopped pretending to be asleep and began to shake his limbs: "You tied me up like this, how should I get down?"
Zhao Yun then stepped forward to carry He Yan down, and then threw him under the tree next to him.
After that, Zhao Yun no longer paid attention to He Yan, but found some weeds nearby, chewed them in his mouth, and applied them to the wound on the horse's belly with distress.
After finishing these things, Zhao Yun took off the grain bag hanging on one side and started to make a fire on the spot to cook.
soon,
Zhao Yun pulled a handful of thoroughly burned corn out of the fire. After the corn cooled down, he held it in his hand and easily removed the husk, revealing the fragrant grain inside.
"Give."
Zhao Yun divided the grain in his hand into two parts, and handed one part to He Yan.
"I'll loosen the shackles on your hands, so don't even think about doing anything wrong again."
He Yan immediately complained: "What can you do? I can't beat you on land, and I've made you angry. If you bury me in the wilderness, where can I explain it to you?"
When Zhao Yun thought that this was indeed the case, he helped He Yan untie his hands.
He Yan flexed his sore wrists and was not in a hurry to eat. Instead, he smiled bitterly: "I was kidnapped and sold as a meat ticket on my first expedition. It seems that it will be safer for me to stay at home in the future."
"First expedition?"
Zhao Yun looked He Yan up and down and said: "You are so calm when encountering trouble for the first time on an expedition. It seems that you are not an ordinary child."
After grabbing a mouthful of food and stuffing it into his mouth, Zhao Yun once again asked curiously like a baby: "Who are you? Are you the heir of Cao Ren?"
"Of course not!"
I have seen Cao Ren's son Cao Tai and He Yan. He is still a little kid who can poop in his crotch, and he is not cute. How could he be him?
"I am He Yan, the grandson of General He Jin of the Han Dynasty. I am currently living in Sikong Mansion."
He Yan had nothing to hide about his identity and informed Zhao Yun directly.
"How... enter?"
Zhao Yun's expression changed.
When following Gongsun Zan and Liu Bei, Zhao Yun had heard He Jin's name from their mouths, and knew that He Jin was indeed a great general of the Han Dynasty, and that he was also Liu Bei, Gongsun Zan's mentor-Lu Zhi's boss. Through this relationship, Zhao Yun
I couldn't help but frown.
"It turns out he is the son of General He's family!"
Zhao Yun released the restraints on He Yan's feet and politely confessed to He Yan: "The situation was really urgent just now. It was really helpless for Yun to rob Mr. He as a hostage!"
"Now Zhao Yun has no worries. Please forgive me, Mr. He."
Although Liu Bei is an enemy of Cao Cao, we are all Han officials after all, and we need to pay attention to some human feelings.
In addition, He Yan's grandfather He Jin was so prominent that people from a humble family like Zhao Yun really didn't dare to make any fuss about He Yan.
"If you don't commit any crime, you'll be forgiven. Everyone is his own master,"
He Yan wrapped up his clothes and looked at the gradually darkening sky around him: "Zhao Yun, are you planning to spend the night in the wild in the mountains? Even if you don't want to be a prisoner, at least you have to find a home, right?"
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The wind blew through the grass nearby, making a rustling sound.