After taking care of the affairs of Zhaojia Village, Liu Yi led his troops to Zhiyuanshi County, Changshan County, and continued to suppress bandits.

Now the soldiers and horses in Liu Yi's hands have been divided into three battalions, Zhao Yun's Xuanjia Army, Guan Hai's Qingzhou Battalion, and Pei Yuanshao's Ruishi Battalion, there are cavalry, archers, sword and axe hands, pikemen, sword and shield soldiers, and it can be regarded as a small sparrow, but it is complete.

Less than a hundred miles away from Zhending, there was a Xuanjia sergeant who was exploring the way and galloped back, arching his hand on horseback and saying: "Lord, ten miles ahead, I found a cavalry, looking dressed, not like an official army." ”

"Oh!"

Liu Yi was stunned, and Zheng said: "It's not an official army, it's a thief army, how many people are there?" ”

Tanma replied: "No less than five hundred! ”

Five hundred cavalry?

Liu Yi's expression changed slightly, five hundred cavalry is not a small number, the last time Zou Jing sent troops to fight against the thieves in Qingzhou, among the five thousand elite soldiers he brought, there were only one thousand cavalry, you can imagine how valuable the cavalry is.

"Zhao Yun listens to orders!"

Zhao Yun stepped forward with his head held high, holding the gentian bright silver spear in his hand, and clenched his fists and said, "The last general!" ”

"Lead the Xuanjia Army to intercept this group."

"No!"

"Guan Hai listens to orders!"

Guan Hai Yihu roared: "The end will be! ”

"Lead the officers and men of the Qingzhou battalion to move forward quickly, and take advantage of the chaos of the war to make a detour to the rear of the enemy army and cut off the enemy's rear road."

"Yes!"

"Li Yuanba, Pei Yuanshao listens to orders!"

"The last general!"

"Cross this group of cavalry from the middle and disrupt its position."

"Order!"

In these years, starving to death the timid, fat and bold, to be honest, Liu Yi is really a little greedy for those five hundred war horses, once he changes his shotgun, all these five hundred war horses are assembled on the Ruishi battalion, and the combat effectiveness will be raised to a higher level.

……

On the vast land, a team of five hundred cavalry hurried forward, all of them strong, wearing yellow scarves and carrying large swords.

There is only one person in the middle, who looks out of place, not only weak, but also a little girly.

"Phew!"

The leader of the Yellow Turban thief, who was running at the front, suddenly grabbed the horse rope, stood upright on the horse's back, and shouted: "The whole army is assembled, lined up, and protected the little master." ”

"Array!"

Five hundred cavalry hurriedly formed a large circular formation, staring at the cavalry that had risen behind the hundred-step slope in front of them.

The cavalry blocking the way was none other than Zhao Yun.

"Who in front dares to intercept the Yellow Turban Lux team and look for death?"

It turns out that this group of Yellow Turban thieves is the most elite soldiers and horses in Zhang Jiao's hands, Yellow Turban Warriors, there are only 2,000 people in Zhang Jiao's hands, and now there are 500 people here, and there must be cats among them.

Zhao Yun pointed at the gun horizontally, and shouted loudly: "Changshan Zhao Zilong is here, and now on the order of the lord, arrest the thief, and wait for the thief to escape!" ”

Changshan Zhao Zilong?

The thief will look back left and right and ask in surprise: "Who is Changshan Zhao Zilong?" ”

The deputy generals on the left and right were all at a loss, and the ghost knew where this Changshan Zhao Zilong came from!

"You, and you, go and kill this dog."

"No!"

The two big lieutenant generals responded highly, one with a spear and the other with a spear, and rode their horses to kill Zhao Yun.

"Humph!"

Zhao Yun snorted coldly and said in a deep voice: "Ants, just kill yourself!" ”

"Drive!"

With Zhao Yun's soft shout, the jade lion flew up, and actually jumped up in the air, flying straight into the sky, carrying Zhao Yun as if falling from the sky.

"Bang!"

At this time, Zhao Yun was united, and the gentian bright silver spear in his hand was like a long dragon, roaring, and the thief with the gun fell off the horse.

At the same time, the spear-wielding thief general had already put the tip of the spear against Zhao Yun's chest, saying that it was too late and that it was too fast, only to see Zhao Yun on the horse's back, his left hand on the horse's back, and he actually stepped into the air again.

At this critical moment, the thief general did not react at all, only felt a chill in his chest, and then the blood surged, and came out of the hole.

"Poof!"

The spear-wielding thief twitched twice on the horse's back, and rolled straight off the horse, dead and dead.

"Hiss......"

In front of the Yellow Turban Warriors, the thief head gasped, such an unfathomable martial art, I have never seen it in my life, it is too terrifying.

The Xuanjia army behind the slope turned up in unison, although there were only eighty people, but it was like a mountain, completely blocking the way for the Yellow Turban wrestlers to move forward.

"Qu Shuai, the little master will let you go over!"

The thief looked at the black mountains, his eyes were bitter, and he shook his head slightly.

The thief leader rode his horse to the formation, and arched his hand on the horse's back and said: "Little master, Chu Feiyan is here, please rest assured, I will definitely send you to Montenegro safely." ”

The head of this yellow turban thief is Zhang Jiao's confidant Chu Feiyan.

"Commander Chu, now that the officials and thieves are blocking the way, it is better for us to break through from the west."

Chu Feiyan sighed and said: "Little master, if we make a detour from the west, we will have to walk for three more days, I'm afraid it's too late, and now we can only break through from the front." ”

The person who was called the little master spoke again: "Then let me obey the arrangement of Commander Chu!" I just hope that I can move in as soon as possible to rescue my father. ”

"Little master, rest assured, the great sage and good teacher are the chosen ones, and the officials and thieves can't hurt him, sooner or later, the great sage and good teacher will lead everyone to overthrow the Han family and recover the Yellow Turban Avenue."

"Hey...... I hope so, I just hope my father survives safely."

Chu Feiyan said goodbye, came to the front again, turned around and pointed to the two hundred Yellow Turban wrestlers behind him and said: "It's time to serve the great sage and good teacher, the brave and fearless Yellow Turban wrestlers, go to defeat the officials and thieves in front of you, and cover the little master to break through safely." ”

The two hundred yellow turban wrestlers untied a skin bag containing water from their waists, pulled out the stopper, raised their heads and drank directly, and the more they drank, the redder their faces became.

"Yellow Turban Lux, fearless!"

With Chu Feiyan's loud shout, the two hundred Yellow Turban wrestlers were like being beaten with chicken blood, their eyes were bloody, and they rushed up the slope fearlessly.

"It's just a little trick to carve insects!"

Zhao Yun turned around again and said in a long voice: "Line up to meet the enemy!" ”

Eighty Xuanjia sergeants immediately gathered the formation and formed a cavalry phalanx, each column of twenty people, each with a distance of five meters, divided into four columns, and the rear column automatically occupied the gap position in the front, so that the vertical and horizontal intersections, connected into a dense net, and scattered to the two hundred yellow turban wrestlers.

Zhao Yun took the lead and took the lead in the formation of Yellow Turban Warriors, the spear was like a dragon, coming and going without a trace, and several Yellow Turban Warriors were killed in an instant.

The two cavalry collided violently together, and several sparks were wiped out in an instant, and the sound of Jinge's symphony was endless.

The Xuanjia sergeant occupies a geographical advantage, but he swoops down from the slope, and the impact is several grades stronger than that of the Yellow Turban Lux.

For a while, people turned on their backs, and dozens of yellow turban wrestlers were knocked off their horses, and then trampled into minced meat by the chaotic hooves.

Around this, these yellow turban wrestlers still did not take a step back, and still wanted to sweep up like a wave.

A warrior of the Xuanjia Army pierced the chest of a yellow turban wrestler with a shot, and when he was about to pull out his gun and return to his horse, he saw that the yellow turban wrestler was like a zombie, completely ignoring his own pain, puffing out his bull's eye, and slashing at him with a knife.

"Dang!"

Seeing this, another Xuanjia sergeant hurriedly waved his gun to resist, and only then did he save his companion.

In the fight of these two hundred Yellow Turban Warriors, although more than a dozen Xuanjia soldiers were injured, they still failed to break through the formation of Zhao Yun and the Xuanjia Army.

Chu Feiyan's face changed greatly, where did this official army come from? Even the Yellow Turban Dead Can't Be Broken.