Single-handedly out of the well.

Zhao Yun's white-robed white horse made a deep impression on the guards on Jingcheng Pass.

Although they felt that it was difficult for one person to break out of the encirclement, they still hoped from the bottom of their hearts that this white-robed young general would be able to break through the enemy formation.

Because he came from Taiyuan.

"Someone has come out of the Jingcheng Pass!"

The men of the Black Mountain Army who were standing guard in front of the gate saw Zhao Yun's shadow and shouted towards the camp behind the gate.

It really doesn't take much effort to be able to tell that the man is dressed in white and has a white horse, and in this mountain with yellow as the main tone, it is indeed extremely eye-catching.

Anyone dares to go out?

The Montenegrin army was bored waiting for the arrival of the main army.

Zhang Yan's plan was very clear and direct, and he directly crushed Jingcheng Pass with military momentum.

Because he was sure that the Shangdang would not use the whole county to oppose their Montenegrin army because of a well.

If the Montenegrin army presses the border and seals the mouth of Jingcheng Pass, it can barely be regarded as occupying Jingcheng Pass, and it doesn't matter if you take it or not.

Build momentum to suppress a county, but you can't cross the line to let the entire Han group attack.

Zhang Yan learned a lot from her father-in-law Zhang Niujiao.

"Call the brothers, let's do something!"

A burly man (shēn) stood up from the ground, like a pagoda, very honest.

Gather the brethren and block the road.

"Let grandpa and I see who is not afraid of death, my Montenegrin Army said that the road will be closed, and I dare to pass through the Jingcheng Pass."

Picking up his two big axes, the man went to the barricade with a dark face.

The troops sent by the entire Montenegrin Army to set up camp have blocked the mountain road tightly.

If you want to go to Jizhou through here, you must break through the level they have built.

Zhao Yun slowed down his horse.

He thought.

It's just a road, can you discuss?

After all, his master had told him a long time ago.

If not in the military.

This (shēn) martial art is not simply the practice of martial arts for the sake of practicing martial arts.

It's about being able to sit down and talk.

However, Zhao Yun once felt that in fact, sometimes it was better to be reasonable first, and it might be better not to talk about harmony without hands.

In line with the beautiful social image in his mind.

"Under the Bottom"

In front of the blocked mountain road, Zhao Yun arched his hand, wanting to inform his intentions so that he could pass this level.

He never thought that he would be interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"What are you? How dare you break through my Montenegrin Army? ”

A big man with a horizontal face (ròu) walked out of the Black Mountain Army checkpoint with two big axes and stared at Zhao Yun viciously.

Pan Shuo has just joined the Montenegrin Army this year.

He is also the owner of a small cottage in the Taihang Mountains.

It's just that he is the son of a family.

There are many people in his family who are generals in Jizhou, and his generation has Pan Feng, a general who surpasses the strength of his peers.

He Pan Shuo is a side branch, his appearance is not pleasing, and his martial arts are not as superb as Pan Feng.

Gradually, he couldn't get the family's resources tilted, and he could only nest in a small county town as a tun chief.

You say that there is no chance of getting ahead, so be a bastard, in fact, it is good to lead a mixed life (tǐng).

But then his immediate boss, the county lieutenant of the small county town, turned out to be a self-motivated guy.

All day long, I want to (bī) the sergeants in the county to train and suppress bandits.

Pan Shuo directly slapped his boss's head.

It's no joke.

He really took his big axe and opened the scoop on his boss's head, and the blood soaked through the military tent at that time.

What can the troops of a small county town do?

I don't know how to weigh my own strength, so I want to subdue the million black mountain thieves?

Pan Shuo felt that his boss who fell in a pool of blood was a thoroughbred cerebral palsy.

Fortunately, he was relieved.

With the Bailai brothers, Pan Shuo went up the mountain, found a suitable place, and set up a cottage, and since then he has occupied the mountain as the king, and then joined the establishment of the Montenegrin army.

This time, they entered Jingcheng Pass, also because they were new to join, so they came to the front station with several other small villages, and set up camp here to prepare for the arrival of the army.

In his opinion.

This little guy with a white horse and white robe came to the level on his side, and he was really looking for death.

I'm not a good talker.

Getting closer, he realized that the little fellow's horse was a good one.

No matter what he Pan Shuo said, he came out of the Jizhou Jiangmen family (shēn), even if it was a side branch and was not welcomed, he had seen a really good horse.

And Zhao Yun, the jade lion that shines on the night, Pan Shuo can see at a glance that it is not an ordinary horse.

Kill people and take them for yourself.

It's very simple, it's simple, and Pan Shuo's purpose is very clear.

"Me"

Zhao Yun spoke again, and he decided that this was the last time to explain.

But his friendliness was seen as cowardice.

"Die to my master!"

Pan Shuo didn't bother to listen to what this guy had to say, he just wanted to kill him now and then snatch his horse.

It's just that he is afraid that the power of his axe is too great, and if he accidentally kills them along with the people and horses, then he will die of distress.

The whole person stepped in the direction of Zhao Yun, and the big axe in his hand had already been waved down.

Zhao Yun frowned, and deftly drove the Jade Lion back to avoid the big axe that was chopped down.

Pan Shuo's big axe landed in the air and slammed into the ground.

There was a dull sound of an axe landing, like the slap of a giant bear hitting the rock, kicking up dust.

Pan Shuo was a little surprised when he missed the blow, he didn't expect this guy's riding skills to be so good, and the horse under his crotch was like a part of his (shēn) body, so easily dodged his attack.

But it's nothing.

I didn't use all my strength in the attack just now, and I was worried about hurting the horse, so my speed and strength were insufficient, and it was normal to not be able to cut people.

Pan Shuo comforted himself, and the two big axes in his hands swung again, slashing towards the frowning young man.

"The way to die."

This Pan Shuo doesn't have Sun Jian's treatment.

Because in Zhao Yun's opinion, although Sun Jian is reckless, his strength is comparable to his own, and he did rob other people's prey, which is at fault first.

And the giant man in front of him interrupted himself before he finished speaking.

And it was several times, and even directly towards himself.

Zhao Yun felt that this was unbearable.

Gently making his own judgment on Pan Shuo, he raised his bright silver gun.

"Take your uncle!"

Pan Shuo didn't know what kind of existence he had provoked, and the two big axes were very impressive, tiger and tiger, and very powerful.

And his younger brothers will naturally cheer for their eldest brother.

Pan Shuo's prestige was cut out with a double axe, not reasonedly, and they naturally felt that the white-clothed and white-horse little clothes (bī) in front of them were guilty of smoking, and he was not the opponent of his eldest brother.

None of them stepped forward to help.

Because they feel that the eldest brother will not lose.

It's a pity that reality is always unexpected.

The tip of Zhao Yun's spear was against the blade of Pan Shuo's giant axe, and he didn't even need to use the same number of snakes as he did against Sun Jian.

His so-called relative strength is small, and that is for those top generals who are born with divine power.

As for a small role like Pan Shuo, his strength Zhao Yun is not smaller than him.

"Boom!"

When Zhao Yun blocked one of Pan Shuo's giant axes with an understatement shot, his other giant axe followed.

"Go."

With a flick of the tip of the spear, Zhao Yun's spear jammed Pan Shuo's giant axe, and the one that was fixed was slammed in the direction of the other (dàng).

"Bang bang!"

The two giant axes collided together, sending out a huge roar and echo, and the resonance that emitted made Pan Shuo's strong and powerful arms tingle.

The muscles of his arms (ròu) were wavy because of the vibrations, and he couldn't even grasp the two axes.

Taking advantage of this moment, the spear in Zhao Yun's hand was like a strange group of snakes, circling Pan Shuo's giant axe, and directly gave the two giant axes out (dàng).

For a while, he couldn't catch his double axe.

Pan Shuo was robbed of his weapon.

The whole person is still in shock.

This son, I'm afraid he is not a master at the same level as Pan Feng in the family!

Although Pan Shuo was envious, jealous and hateful of the resources and strength that Pan Feng enjoyed, he also knew very well that his strength was not enough for Pan Feng to split with an axe.

He also used to be a sparring partner for Pan Feng.

At that time, he was still young, but Pan Feng had already shown the strength to crush (xìng).

And the young man in front of him who doesn't look very old.

gives him the feeling that he is even stronger than Pan Feng.

Because this teenager is enough to play with himself as a joke, the difference in strength can be imagined.

"Gollum."

Pan Shuo swallowed, his throat shook visibly, and dense beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Because the tip of Zhao Yun's spear was no longer his big axe.

It's his neck.

He could even feel the cold pinprick sensation coming from the tip of the gun.

Are you going to die?

"Guess if I have a gun in my gun?"

Zhao Yun rode on a horse, pointed the tip of the gun at Pan Shuo's throat, and asked with a smile.

Combat is as simple as that, easy and freehand.

The dimensionality reduction strike is nothing more than that.

Pan Shuo didn't dare to move.

Pan Shuo's younger brothers didn't dare to move.

Because any move could cause Zhao Yun's spear to probe forward by an inch, then Pan Shuo would die.

And Zhao Yun's words made Pan Shuo sweat coldly.

At least his back was wet now.

The crotch of the diaper was completely soaked.

Guns?

Those things can only be done if they need to reach a certain level of physical skills, and they can only be done if they have crossed a certain threshold for their martial arts attainments.

The gap between the non-first-rate generals and the third-rate generals.

Sometimes it's just about whether you can release guns, swords, and swords.

Pan Shuo felt a little dizzy.

He was hypoxic.

Should I say I have guns or not?

Say yes.

People say, you guessed it, the reward is to bear the gun once, yourself, pawn.

Say no.

People say, then I'll show you, you guessed wrong, yourself, pawn.

For this kind of person who can directly crush himself with hard power, Pan Shuo really doesn't think that people will have no guns.

After all, he is already a relatively strong military general who is not in the stream, with two big axes, and he will cut anyone who is unhappy.

If you don't compare with Pan Feng and the young man in front of you, you can be regarded as strong.

With a big waist and a round waist, great strength, and a big axe, he used to be feared by everyone.

This kind of can easily defeat and tease itself

Pan Shuo had a bold guess.

At least a second-rate general.

"Can you guess if I have a gun in my gun?" ”。

This question.

It's a proposition!

Pan Shuo's whole body began to tremble a little, and he even felt that his bladder was a little unbearable.

"Forget it."

seems to feel a little boring, and some are too bad taste, not in line with their beliefs in life, and he has to hurry, Zhao Yun does not plan to make more disputes.

"Can I get there?"

Zhao Yun put away his spear and asked out loud.

The tip of the gun was far away from his throat, and Pan Shuo finally relaxed a little.

The master in front of him can slaughter his own hundreds of people.

You must know that a small army that does not form a military formation has no way to compete with those first-class and second-rate generals.

As for the number of streams, they are all determined by the rivers and lakes, but in fact, there is no official such statement.

According to Chen Chen's words, everything should be scientific.

The official is based on the job card and ability, and there really isn't much attention to the stratification of physical skills.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! ”

Pan Shuo's legs were weak, and his bones were half short.

He nodded towards Zhao Yunzhi in a low voice.

"Master, you can do whatever you want."

Pan Shuo, who was arrogant just now, even used the title of master, and he was really afraid of Zhao Yun's strength.

"I'm here to pick up a patient, and I hope you'll make way for me when I come back."

Zhao Yun felt that it was better to be kind to others, after all, he would have to go through this well again in the future.

At that time, it is estimated that you can rely on this relationship to borrow a way?

If it doesn't work, I'll make another way.

"Okay, sir, you go slowly."

Pan Shuo took his younger brothers to make way for Zhao Yun and respectfully let him go.

The people in the other camps next to him all witnessed Zhao Yun easily winning Pan Shuo when they rushed over, and naturally no one dared to touch Zhao Yun's moldy head.

The axes and tigers were teased like that.

Wouldn't it be like these people themselves going up to deliver food?

Anyway, it was Pan Laohu who let him go, and if he didn't say anything, he just let go of the individual, and no one would be held accountable.

Even if it is accountability, it is Pan Laohu's business (qíng).

The Montenegrin Army was sent to advance by some new camps that had joined the Montenegrin Army, and naturally they were not ready to sacrifice and dedicate.

The purpose of joining is to strengthen the prestige and backing, not to give away people for this name.

It's that weird.

Zhao Yun's dazzling white robe passed through the camp of the Black Mountain Army.

That speed turned into a white light.

But this dazzling white light, everyone turned a blind eye, as if the passing was not the territory where they were stationed.

"Absolutely."

The guards on the well also witnessed the whole process.

For Zhao Yun, a heroic white-robed little general, they only have the word admiration in their hearts.

Whether it's closed or closed.

Whether it is the Jingcheng Pass garrison or the garrison Montenegrin Army.

All fell into a strange silence and silence.

Everyone seems to be doing their own thing (qíng), in an orderly manner, and the two do not offend each other.

But everyone is absent-minded, it seems

Strange knowledge increased?