Yan Liang couldn't do his best if he wanted to.

His knife will always be blocked.

If he didn't dodge the slashing knives, the result would only be that he would be hacked to death with a random knife, and the dead soldiers in front of him would be unscathed.

If he can fight, even if he breaks a hand, Yan Liang will dare to fight it.

But no.

Just by this column, dozens of other people, are also approaching.

The encirclement became smaller, and it was even more difficult for Yan Liang to rush out.

At the beginning, Yan Liang could still fight hard, but later, Yan Liang could only try his best to protect himself.

These dead men cooperated closely and didn't give Yan Liang a chance at all.

"Who are you?"

The more Yan Liang fought, the more shocked he became.

It's just that these dead soldiers won't answer Yan Liang's question at all, they have only one purpose here, kill Yan Liang, and then go back to restore their lives.

"You are Zhao Hui's people?" Yan Liangdao.

He still didn't want to believe that these fifty dead soldiers were sent by Yuan Shao.

While speaking, Yan Liang's waist was finally stabbed.

With his strength, he really can't deal with fifty dead soldiers.

Seeing that these dead soldiers didn't speak, Yan Liang didn't ask.

Although he had already had the will to die, he didn't want to die here without knowing it.

He didn't believe that Yuan Shao would kill him.

He must go to Yuan Shao and see if Yuan Shao will kill him.

Burst!

Another knife, Yan Liang's back was cut out of a bloody cut.

As the scars on his body increased, Yan Liang knew that he had no chance.

"Who the hell are you?" Yan Liang shouted again.

I don't know who killed him, he was unwilling to die like this.

But even if Yan Liang was about to be defeated, fifty dead soldiers, no one answered his words.

Yan Liang was really unwilling.

But his physical strength is constantly decreasing, and the wounds on his body are constantly increasing.

Yan Liang has no choice.

He was powerless to fight back.

Of the fifty dead soldiers, Yan Liang did not kill any of them.

Didn't even hurt them.

Shout!

But at this moment, there was a sound of sharp arrows breaking through the air.

An arrow hit the chest of a dead soldier in front of Yan Liang.

Shout!

Shout!

……

In Yan Liang's astonishment, arrows continued to shoot out of sight, and then hit the dead soldiers besieging him.

In the blink of an eye, there were only forty of the fifty dead men.

Ten of the dead men were divided and rushed in the direction where the arrows were flying.

There were only thirty dead soldiers left who besieged Yan Liang.

But even if there are these thirty, Yan Liang is not capable of dealing with them now.

But because of the sudden assistance, Yan Liang rekindled his hope.

Even though there were two more wounds on his body, Yan Liang did not give up.

His persistence was effective.

It wasn't long before the sound of arrows breaking through the air reappeared.

Among the dead soldiers besieging Yan Liang, another person was shot.

Shout!

The sound of breaking through the air was constantly sounded, and for every arrow, a dead man must be killed.

Although they cooperate closely with each other, they are more likely to deal with the enemy in front of them.

They don't have a good way to deal with arrows that come out of sight.

Their strength lies in their cooperation.

With their personal strength alone, they are stronger than elite soldiers, comparable to a hundred generals in the army, and there is no problem even being a vanguard general.

But this kind of strength does not allow them to block the arrows from behind.

And an arrow shot by a marksman.

These arrows made the combined power of these dead soldiers completely useless, which was equivalent to breaking them individually.

But even if more than half of the damage had been made, the remaining dead soldiers did not flinch, but became more ferocious and fierce when they attacked Yan Liang.

Yan Liang's body was covered with a few more wounds.

It is also Yan Liang's strong strength, and he can always avoid the key points in the thrilling situation.

If it had been replaced by a weaker one, he would have been dead on the spot by now.

The arrows in the shadows are also getting more and more urgent.

Twenty!

Fifteen!

Ten!

Five!

Even though there were only five dead soldiers left, they still attacked Yan Liang desperately, and they didn't care where the arrows came from.

They had only one goal, and that was to kill Yan Liang.

As for the people who shoot arrows in secret, it has nothing to do with them.

But the previous fifty people failed to kill Yan Liang, and now there are only five people left, even if they are desperate, there is no way, they are already powerless.

These five people, if Yan Liang was not injured, he could still deal with them, but not now.

But it doesn't matter, the sound of arrows breaking through the air is still there.

Five arrows flew out in quick succession.

The remaining five dead soldiers all fell, and all of them were shot by arrows in the back of the heart, killing them with one arrow.

Yan Liang gasped and looked at the direction where the last arrow was fired.

Beside him, there were forty corpses, each with an arrow stuck in it.

Yan Liang wanted to know who was secretly saving him.

No one he knew had such archery skills.

Yan Liang couldn't think of who it was.

Zhao Yun rode a flying lightning and held a silver spear and appeared in Yan Liang's sight.

On Feidian's body, there is a longbow and quiver, but there are not many arrows left in the quiver now.

"Why you?"

The person Yan Liang doesn't want to see the most, Zhao Hui is the first, and Zhao Yun is the second.

Yan Liang really didn't expect that the person who saved him would be Zhao Yun.

Seeing Zhao Yun, everything was already obvious.

Before, Yan Liangxin was still speeding up himself, and these dead soldiers were sent by Zhao Hui.

But now these dead soldiers are all dead in the hands of Zhao Yun.

If these fifty people were just ordinary soldiers of average strength, Yan Liang would find another excuse, thinking about whether Zhao Hui did this on purpose, just to be able to subdue him.

But these fifty people are not ordinary soldiers.

Even if Yan Liang didn't know their specific identities, he knew very well in his heart that it would not be easy to train these fifty people.

For him, a defeated general who was captured twice in a row, is it worth paying for the lives of these fifty people?

Yan Liang wanted to say yes.

But he knew that his value was definitely not that great.

It is impossible for Zhao Hui to pay these fifty dead soldiers for him.

If it's not Zhao Hui, then there will only be another one.

These fifty people were sent by Yuan Shao.

Yan Liang was very reluctant to believe it.

But the facts are right in front of you.

How he hoped that the person who appeared was not Zhao Yun, but his good brother Wen Chou.

"You've lost."

Zhao Yun came to Yan Liang.

"I lost."

Yan Liang said in a low voice, there was still blood left on dozens of wounds on his body, but Yan Liang was unconscious.

"Come with me."

Zhao Yun looked at Yan Liang.

He followed Yan Liang out this time, that is, when Yan Liang was in danger, he rescued Yan Liang.

But in addition to this mission, he has another mission.

The first was given to him by Jia Xu, and the second was given to him by Zhao Hui.

If Yan Liang was still unwilling to surrender, then Zhao Yun would kill Yan Liang directly.

Zhao Hui didn't want to continue to waste more time on Yan Liang.

Yan Liang is indeed an excellent general, but Zhao Hui is not bad without him.

Without Yan Liang, Zhao Hui could still continue to advance southward and eventually occupy the entire Jizhou.

(End of chapter)