Although Youzhou is not as war-rich as Liangzhou, it is also a troubled place, and the hundreds of post inns of an army marching are criss-crossed by countless military roads extending from the nodes, hooked into a big net, enveloping the entire territory of Youzhou, and under Xiaoliang's determination to innovate and improve, the terracotta stack and the beacon and the spy system are cross-distributed, as if it has become a distinct and rigorous war system.

It can be said that in this non-mechanical era, the little girl has completed the greatest improvement in the mobility and flexibility of the army, although it is still due to the fact that her vision has not been able to surpass the limitations of the times, but it is also commendable.

Guan Yu ran forward on the horse road and rushed towards the white horse generals who came from the opposite side.

Originally, the two were far apart, but the distance was quickly reduced due to the speed of the two moving at opposite speeds.

Zhao Yun's angular face showed a little surprise, because the red-faced man who came from the opposite side did not mean to stop talking.

When he was within a foot, Guan Yu's speed increased, the cuffs of his cloth shirt were filled with wild wind, his long hair was fluttering, and he jumped up with extreme speed, proudly slashing out a knife.

There is no intention of attacking the horse with foot at all, and the left hand is held at the tail of the blade, so the knife that sticks out is extremely long and fast.

Like a long dragon hanging upside down, with a knife like green thunder, it seemed that he was going to cut off the white horse under Zhao Yun with this volley.

At this time, Zhao Yun violently lifted the reins of the horse, and the two hooves of the divine horse soared into the air, like a flying horse stepping on a swallow, facing the mighty knife.

There was a loud "bang", and the dust from the cracking of the stone and soil on the plank road was filled.

The pair of horses' hooves, with the weight of hundreds of kilograms of the horse, stepped on the knife, avoiding the blade, and the horse's hooves pressed on the blade, causing the knife to stop abruptly, and a knife was directly pressed down and slapped on the ground.

The gravel splashed out like gray rain, carrying Xiao Xiao and Ma Ming.

Zhao Yun held the horse's belly between his legs, pulled the reins with one hand, and held the gun behind his back with the other.

Even if someone came to swallow the tiger, he refused to shoot lightly.

Guan Yu's two lying silkworm eyebrows were thick and dark, and they were gently provoked at this moment, but with a sharp feeling like a big knife.

Suddenly, with a flick of his wrist and his right arm, the blade that had been firmly stepped on and pressed into the earth flipped upright, the blade pointing upwards towards the sky.

"Zheng Zheng!" A trembling sound of the blade was like a dragon's groan, Guan Yu swung the knife from the bottom to the top with one hand, and the knife was against the trend from the bottom to the top, and it was about to touch the snow-white and soft belly fur on the horse's belly like the fine feathers of an autumn swallow.

The murderous aura on the knife suddenly appeared, and he was about to disembowel the horse in an instant.

"Ding!" A short, sharp but clear voice appeared for a moment, then disappeared for a moment.

A little snowy tip of the spear, against the blue and black heavy knife body of the Glaive Knife, is not a block, nor a swing, but just a stab, and the only point where the force is exerted is the tip of the spear, but it forcibly nailed Guan Yu to death.

Zhao Yun is a loyal, brave and benevolent person, who knows how to repay kindness, punishes evil and promotes good, and never oppresses the weak

He has always been reasonable, big and small, but he is so strong that he is unreasonable.

After Zhao Yun was completely unreasonable and forcibly interrupted Guan Yu with a knife, he began to reason.

"You are very strong, but you can't win me, since you are destined to be unable to stop me, then please get out of the way... Let me go and kill him..."

Zhao Yun's expression and tone were very sincere, but Guan Yu obviously couldn't accept the words that sounded a little arrogant and domineering to him.

He sneered slightly, "Rebel...... Today you will not be able to pass the sword in the hand of a certain hand......"

When Guan Yu smiled, the two lying silkworm eyebrows would raise an arc, and with his narrow Danfeng eyes, he looked very proud.

But for Zhao Yun, things like benevolence and generosity, Li Min's common people's life, and the righteousness of the world are things that he has adhered to since he was a child, even if he is worthless in such a world, it is only for others, he Zhao Zilong is different.

So he looked at Guan Yu and said very seriously:

"Guo Jia, Guo Fengxiao, he served as a strategist under Dong Zhuo, aiding and abusive, intending to help Dong Zhuo usurp power, bring chaos to the world, and harm the people of Li, the crime is extremely heinous, and his crime should be punished...... No matter what your reason is, there is no reason to be higher than the people of the world, so you get out of the way, otherwise I can only kill you first......"

Guan Yu blinked very slowly, and reprimanded with disdain: "Long-winded......"

The voice is very soft, very slow, but very firm in expressing attitude.

Zhao Yun sighed, and with a single pick of the tip of the gun, he stabbed directly at Guan Yumian Door, as fast as a green bee's tail needle.

Guan Yu leaned back, dodged the gun, held the knife as a stick, and swept towards Zhao Yun on the horse.

The fierce wind slashed towards him, Zhao Yun slapped the horse's back, took advantage of his strength to avoid it, and when he landed, he had already dismounted.

Silver Spear lowered his eyebrows slightly because of his oblique standing, his thin lips pursed into a line, and his rather handsome face was shrouded in a layer of indifference and coldness.

"Acting for the tiger, and being strong for the fierce,...

… Huangquan Hades, don't complain about the sky..."

Hearing Zhao Yun say these words very seriously, Guan Yu actually showed a somewhat chic smile, stroked his long beard and said: "It's strange that there are people like you in the world, but half a jar of wine can't be exchanged for a certain life... You can't pass ten steps behind you..."

As soon as the words fell, there was an unparalleled look in his eyes, which was incomparable confidence and incomparable pride, and he was a chivalrous spirit that lasted forever.

Flipping and waving the knife, the big opening and closing room is exquisite, but there is a delicate and subtle, and the sound of breaking the wind is like the eternal cold wind when Jing Ke is easy to water.

Zhao Yun didn't retreat a step, approached with the spear in his hand, and replied loudly: "For thousands of years, black and white are clear between right and wrong, how can the way of good and evil change due to current events...... How can the hearts of the people be dissipated for the sake of the ancients......"

Zhao Yun held the gun in the middle, making the gun like a short blade, and the move was like an explosion between the square inches, bright and upright, and the brilliance of the spear was like a clear breeze and a bright moon, worthy of the sky.

The sound of gold and iron, the cold light of the iron blade, and the smoke and dust are endless.

The murderous aura of the two had already made the earth stinging insects dare not make a sound, and the dragon snake shifted.

Every move is a matter of victory or defeat, life and death, between square inches.

Even in the face of such a thrilling situation, Guo Jia still had a faint gentle smile on his face, because he couldn't drink, so he asked Deadpool to take a rough porcelain bowl and pour a glass of hot white water, holding it in his hand and sipping it shallowly.

looked at the two people fighting in the distance, and said very seriously:

"Guan Yu's chic spirit I have longed for in my life but can't get it, as for this Zhao Yun......

The character is really like me back then.........

The world should have been honest in everything...... But which is not just talking... As long as you are contaminated with red dust, you can't help yourself...

It's a pity that I can't go back to that kind of unashamed again,

Cao Mengde, you hurt my life with a jar of wine, of course Guo Fengxiao has no regrets.......

It's just that after all, I feel guilty about Master, the world, and the people, and I don't know who to say... I can't let go until I die... But that's it......

On a sunny day at the beginning of the heavy snowfall, Guo Jia's white fur was warm and hot, and even if he entered the city, he could withstand the cold of Youzhou.