In front of Zhaojiazhuang, Zhao Yun and Zhao Lei looked at the five hundred Xuanjia Iron Cavalry to directly suppress the Yellow Turban Army, and after glancing at each other, the two of them came to the front of the cavalry with the only dozens of Zhaojiazhuang villagers who remained after the bloody battle.

"I wonder where your general is?" Zhao Lei asked a Xuanjia Iron Rider who was cleaning the battlefield.

"Sir, this way, please!" After hearing this, the Xuanjia Iron Knight glanced at everyone, and led Zhao Lei and the others to walk in the direction where Qin Yan was.

It just so happened that at this moment, Qin Yan had just ordered the Xuanjia Iron Cavalry to tie up the Yellow Turban Army of one hundred and ten people, and looking at the people who were brought by a Xuanjia Iron Cavalry, a gleam flashed in his eyes.

Zhao Yun's eldest brother was the young man who looked like a Confucian scholar, and he was dressed in a blood-stained robe with a sword hanging from his waist.

Although Zhao Lei is a literati, but he is not the kind of waste who has no power to tie the chicken, the scribes of the Eastern Han Dynasty need to learn the six arts of the gentleman, namely etiquette, music, archery, royal, calligraphy, and mathematics, not the kind of scribe in the Song Dynasty who has no power to tie the chicken, but a scribe who can kill the enemy with a sword.

"This general, the student is a villager of this Zhaojiazhuang, and I am grateful for the general's rescue today!" Zhao Lei couldn't help but feel moved when he looked at Qin Yan, who was only twenty-five or sixteen years old, and then took the villagers of Zhaojiazhuang to salute Qin Yan.

Similarly, Zhao Yun also followed Zhao Lei and the others to salute Qin Yan.

This time, if it weren't for the timely arrival of the Yanmen Iron Cavalry under the command of Qin Yan, although Zhao Yun's force could be killed from the Yellow Turban Army, the villagers behind him, including the eldest brother and younger sister he had just met, could not get out, so his favorability towards Zhao Ming instantly soared to 95.

"Everyone, please take it, as General Nanzhonglang, it is within his duty to suppress the Yellow Turban Army, why do you need such a big gift!" Qin Yan watched everyone's actions, jumped down from the war horse, helped Zhao Lei up and said.

Zhao Lei looked at Qin Yan, who was so approachable, and his favorability towards him couldn't help but increase to 85, and as for Zhao Yun, who had just come out of the valley, it skyrocketed to 95.

"Perhaps, it's also a good choice to take refuge in this person!"

At this time, it coincided with the Yellow Turban Rebellion, in addition to some heavily guarded cities in Changshan County, many county towns were broken by the Yellow Turban Army, and the people were struggling to make a living, although the Yellow Turban Army was known as the rebel army, but most of the bottom were just a group of peasants, after a period of time, they deteriorated, which was one of the reasons for the final defeat of the Yellow Turban Army.

And Qin Yan's performance just now made Zhao Lei have the intention of taking Zhao Yun to Qin Yan.

And although Qin Yan didn't mean it just now, he also had the idea of buying people's hearts, after all, the person in front of him was the legendary Zhao Yun and Zhao Zilong, one of the generals he once liked very much.

If he can subdue this person, it will also be a good thing for him, after all, Zhao Yunke is a peerless general, and his eldest brother Zhao Lei is also a first-class commander.

Although it is not clear why such a figure has not left traces in history, Qin Yan did not think much about it, after all, there are too many characters buried in history.

Just like in the late Han Dynasty, there seems to be a song A Xiao General, who has persevered for more than an hour under the siege of several first-class generals, three top generals and a peerless general.

There are even rumors that when Lu Bu captured a certain county seat, he was repelled by a man named Li Jin.

There is also a storytelling general, Yue Xi, who has fought with Lu Bu for more than 300 rounds.

Of course, the above are all things that Qin Yan has seen in various books or folk rumors, and some of them may be false, so Qin Yan is also skeptical of these, but seeing the appearance of this Zhao Lei today made Qin Yan have some belief.

"Won't Sir, invite General Ben in for a cup of tea?" Qin Yan smiled slightly.

After discovering Zhao Yun, Qin Yan, who was in a hurry, had already decided to stay here for a day.

"Oh, it's the student who is stupid, and I ask the general to forgive me." Zhao Lei had already intended to learn more about Qin Yan, and when he heard Qin Yan's words, he hurriedly said.

So the two men with their own thoughts walked towards Zhaojiazhuang while talking.

Except for Yan Yun Eighteen Cavalry and Xu Chu Xu Ding, who had been following Qin Yan, Yang Zaixing and the others began to interrogate the seven or eight hundred Yellow Turban Army.

This is Qin Yan's order, along the way, except for the Yellow Turban Army killed in the war, all the captured Yellow Turban Army were interrogated one by one, and finally all the heinous Yellow Turban scum were killed, and those Yellow Turban Army who did not have too many crimes were released, and if there was an idea of joining, they could also be integrated into the team.

After all, most of them were just coerced, and they were also a group of poor people, so Qin Yan didn't make it too difficult for them.