Hearing Yun Yi's inquiry, Zhang Xianmin shook his head and said with some concern:

"No news yet! I don't know if I'll be in danger......"

"Don't worry, there are Yanyun Eighteen riding here, chasing a group of remnants, there is no danger!"

Yun Yi was not worried, and smiled confidently.

"Yanyun Eighteen Rides? Could it be the eighteen men in black under your command? ”

Zhang Xianmin's eyes lit up.

"Hmm."

"What a name!"

Zhang Xianmin exclaimed, from the destruction of the Xun family to the battlefield in the south, these eighteen people showed an unstoppable momentum.

It's unimaginable that such a master can appear eighteen at once!

"Haha, of course, Yanyun's eighteen horsemen, if there are no tens of thousands of people and a strong crossbow to encircle and suppress, they will not be able to stay!" Yun Yi said.

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At this time, Ping Yongli, the defender of Yunjin City, walked in.

"Your Highness, there is a 5,000-strong army from the Guannei outside the city, with the banner of Qin on it, saying that it is your troops!"

"Tens of thousands!"

Zhang Xianmin gasped, terrifying!

"Let them come in on their own, I'm not fit enough to greet them now!"

Seeing Yun Yi like this, Zhang Xianmin's heart was gloomy.

"Oh? Qin Qiong is here! ”

Yun Yi's eyes lit up, and then he smiled bitterly.

Qin Qiong asked worriedly.

You must know that Yun Yi's combat power, even if he and Zhao Yun join forces, they can't be defeated, how can they be so weak now?

After a while, Qin Qiong and Gao Shun walked in together, and when they saw Yun Yi's weak appearance, they immediately stepped forward nervously.

"Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

It was Zhang Xianmin who told them what happened.

When they heard that Yun Yi's martial arts were in vain, both of them had tears in their eyes, and they felt sorry for Yun Yi in their hearts.

"It's okay, it's just that I'm having some mobility issues now, and I'll be fine in a few days!"

Yun Yi shook his head.

"Your Highness, General Zhao is back! In this sortie, more than 17,000 enemies were killed! ”

A scout came running briskly and reported.

It is not easy to practice martial arts, and it takes a lot of determination to abolish a martial art that is enough to dominate the world!

"Report!"

"Uncle Bao, help me to take a look!"

"Yes!"

"What? 17,000 people! ”

Zhang Xianmin's eyes widened, and he led 5,000 people to pursue the victory and kill 17,000 Qiang soldiers, this is another great victory!

"Your Highness! What's wrong with you? But in danger? ”

Yun Yi shook his head and said with a smile:

Qin Qiong supported Yun Yi and walked out slowly.

When Zhao Yun entered the city, he saw that Yun Yi actually needed Qin Qiong's support to walk, and he was immediately shocked:

Zhao Yun glanced at Yun Yi worriedly and nodded.

"After the last general entered the grassland with five thousand dragon guards last night, he quickly found the Nanqiang rout!"

"It's okay, let's talk about how I went out this time!"

"Hmmm......"

"However, because it is inconvenient to march with captives in the grassland, there are no prisoners left, and all of them are solved on the spot!"

"Well, that's good!"

"As soon as those routs entered the grassland, they really relaxed their vigilance!"

"After we found each other, we went up directly to kill each other!"

"It's okay, it'll be fine in a few days!"

Yun Yi smiled and let him relax.

Yun Yi nodded appreciatively.

"Your Highness, your body is ......"

Zhang Xianmin said with a sad face.

"Yes, the current situation is indeed not optimistic!"

"However, Your Highness, Nanqiang has suffered heavy losses this time!"

"More than 100,000 casualties, I'm afraid it will completely anger and satisfaction, I'm afraid, they will make a comeback!"

"Although my father has already launched a recruitment campaign in Chang'an, it will take at least half a year to form combat effectiveness!"

"We don't have enough time!" Yun Yi sighed.

Yun Yi nodded.

"None of the three kings and four generals of Nanqiang have come to this battle, otherwise we wouldn't have won so easily!"

"Your Highness, why don't you let me stay!"

"Huh?"

The crowd was also silent.

Soon after, Gao Shun said in a deep voice:

"Only by letting them go through the tempering of the battlefield can they form combat effectiveness as soon as possible!"

"I think that as long as you can sharpen yourself at the border for half a year, the trapped camp will definitely become a real peerless corps!"

Yun Yi immediately looked at Gao Shun.

"Your Highness, now that the combat power of my trapped camp is still too far from the peak!"

Yun Yi smiled slightly, and said to Zhang Xianmin: "If the trapped camp is really formed, it can be seven hundred people against ten thousand troops!" ”

……

"The Peerless Legion?"

Zhang Xianmin was slightly stunned, and there was no clear definition of the so-called peerless legion.

He knew that many people didn't think they were worthy, but he didn't.

Maybe it's because the power comes too easily, maybe it's because you have the confidence to be systematic, or maybe it's something else.

Not long after, after eating, Yun Yi lay on the bed, quietly feeling the weakness of his body.

It's a completely different feeling from when you're healthy.

"Ding! The host, Zhao Yun and Yan Yun Eighteen Cavalry, killed 1,300 people last night, gaining a total of 1,300 points! ”

Suddenly, the system prompt sounded, and Yun Yi was instantly overjoyed, and the depressed mood just now was swept away.

He didn't want to see the king of Shang die in front of him when he was clearly capable of saving him.

At least the memories of his predecessor didn't allow him to do that.

"Let's draw a hundred points first!"

Yun Yi gently pressed the lottery button with anticipation.

"Hahaha! There are 1,300 points again! Hope to draw something good! ”

Yun Yi sat up, if he could draw any pill treasures or something in the system, would his body have a chance to recover?

emmm again.

The roulette wheel turns.

"Thank you for participating!"

“……”

"Draw again!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting the martial arts master Zhang Sanfeng! ”

"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained a set of movable type printing templates!"

Yun Yi's eyes lit up, yes, with such a set of templates, it is enough to create more templates, which is equivalent to directly mastering movable type printing!

Wait, what's the draw?

"Zhang Sanfeng?"

Well, not bad.

Well?

"Ling'er, where is Zhang Sanfeng?"

"It's in the yard!"

A voice roared in Yun Yi's head like thunder.

How did you draw Zhang Sanfeng?

shouted softly, and suddenly a short figure walked out and bowed to Yun Yi.

"Help me up!"

At this time, Yun Yi had no intention of lottery, and directly exited the system page.

"I want to leave!"

Yun Yi stood on the ground and tried to move, feeling that he was much better than yesterday, and he could barely walk.

"Alright, you can step back first!"

"Yes, Your Highness!"

I want to leave and help Yun Yi up.

It was an old man in his fifties, wearing a cloth shirt, if he didn't know his identity, I'm afraid he really thought it was an ordinary old man.

After retreating, Yun Yi walked out slowly, and saw a figure standing in the courtyard at a glance.

"Yes!"

"But Mr. Zhang?"

Yun Yi asked with his fists clenched.

"Yes, in Xia Zhang Sanfeng, I have seen His Highness!"