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The silver spear flew as agile and smooth as a butterfly through a flower, and where the sharp edge of the spear and the snake spitting out a letter passed, the thief was dying when he touched it, and he was dead when he touched it.

The white horses move freely in this crowded crowd, quite a bit of artistic conception of being in the midst of thousands of flowers and not touching a leaf.

It's a pity that this flower blooms with the fragrance of blood.

Seeing that his brothers had suffered heavy casualties, Zhang Leigong rushed forward with a roar in red eyes, but before he could cut a knife, he felt a cold in his chest, and his thick chest was directly penetrated by a strong force.

He was about to bow his head, but saw a familiar body without a head lying limply to the ground, blood spurting from his neck. And his sight was already in the air, farther and farther from the ground.

"I... Will fly? This is Zhang Leigong's last thought in his life.

Zhang Yu and the seven people just watched the white-robed general lead the clouds and water, rushing left and right to kill a few back and forth, I don't know how many souls were added under the gun, the previously well-trained thieves became a rabble because of him, and hundreds of men were his enemies!

"It's my mowing of the lawn, and that's it!" Zhang Yu seems to be watching a movie that makes people's blood boil, burning with indomitable strength and fighting spirit, and the hero of this movie is the handsome military general with a white horse and silver gun in the center of the battlefield!

But he was killing and killing, Zhang Yu looked at it, but the blood in his body gradually precipitated.

At this moment, he is a little calm, or rather, habitually expands his thinking.

He didn't think about his own safety, the situation of the enemy and his enemy, his next step, etc., etc., but was inexplicably sad about the cruelty of the battle array.

Needless to say, Zhang Sifan, a college student who lived in a peaceful era in his previous life, was a hot weapon at that time, and a nuclear weapon died. However, although its lethality and power are terrible, it is also a little less bloody and cruel than the flesh and blood of the bayonet.

Here, it can be said that it is the first battlefield that Zhang Yu has experienced in his two lifetimes, it is the stage of cold weapons, and it is a death match with the purpose of taking the opponent's life every time he strikes.

But... Why is that?

No matter how fierce the battle, no matter how high the martial arts, it will be cannibalism after all, right?

They are all Han people, and they are all descendants of Yan and Huang, so why bother?

After the stars of the Three Kingdoms shined, they left the most unbearable memory in Chinese history.

Why can't we join hands and unite all Han people to truly open up a world for future generations? This is something that many travelers should understand.

Zhang Yu walked out of the guard circle of Zhang Biao and others, stepping on the grass of this mountain range step by step, and the soles of his shoes gradually had a slippery and cold feeling.

"Hey."

A sigh.

Every drop of blood here is piping hot.

Every life here has been alive.

But everybody here is dead, and that's really dead.

They won't get up, they won't call it a day, they won't get a boxed lunch... Maybe no one knows who they are.

It's not a drill, it's not acting, it's... It's all true.

"Brother Zhao! Stop it! Zhang Yu shouted loudly.

"Huh?" Zhao Yun turned his horse back, even if it was night, he couldn't help but light up the moment he saw Zhang Yu.

"What a handsome young man... Is he the target of those Black Mountain thieves? ”

Zhao Yun thought in his heart, and his powerful arm stabbed the spear into the sky in one fell swoop, "The people of Changshan have arrived, and the thieves are not retreating quickly!" ”

At the sound of an order, the gangsters present stopped, and even the black mountain thieves knelt directly on the ground and begged for mercy and did not dare to move.

Dozens of corpses were left behind, and not a penny was gained, and the remnants of the Black Mountain army who were unable to form an army fled quickly towards the mountains under the leadership of Yu Poison, and disappeared after a while.

Neatly getting off the white horse, Zhao Yun handed the gun to the accompanying sergeant and walked towards Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu also stared at each other, stepped forward to greet him, walked in front of Zhao Yun and bowed deeply: "Zhongshan Zhang Yu, thank you to General Zhao!" ”

"Zhongshan Zhang Yu!" Zhao Yun was stunned for a moment, this name has been spread all over Changshan City recently, how could he not know?

"But the young man of Zhongshan who wrote about his family and country, helped the displaced people, and wrote "Artemisia Lixing"?"

As soon as the words came out, he asked himself and replied: "Yes, it must be, with such a heavenly appearance as Gongzi, if it is not for the Jade Prince, who can still be worthy?" ”

"Engong praised, Yu just did what he could, and he deserved the reputation of the world."

Zhang Yu looked at the person in front of him as he spoke, and only felt very young after a cursory look, and then looked closely, he saw that the eyebrows like ink and knives were lying across the deep eyes, and the facial features and face were as sharp and angular as a knife and an axe, always revealing fearlessness and perseverance.

His temperament and appearance are by no means the white-faced beauties in the performing arts of later generations, nor the handsomeness of Zhang Yu, who has brought disaster to the country and the people, but a kind of handsomeness, which complements his height of more than 1.8 meters and generous figure.

"But what is within one's ability, how many people in this world are willing to do it? This alone can be called a person of sincere love, a person of benevolence and righteousness!

Yun has been respecting the prince in Changshan for a long time, and this title of grace is absolutely unacceptable. How old is the eldest son of the cloud idiot, if you don't give up calling Yun a brother. ”

"Good chance!" Zhang Yu subconsciously raised his eyebrows, "Yu is better than obeying his fate if he is respectful, and he has to bother my brother to take a few of me into the city." ”

"Ding!" A prompt about the special state of the bond sounded, Zhang Yu called up the interface, only to see that Zhao Yun's avatar on the relationship diagram had been connected to himself by a very thick yellow pillar of light, and there was a yellow dazzling circle of light flashing on his avatar.

Placing the virtual cursor on Zhao Yun's avatar, the following display appeared. "Intimacy: 77. Status: Favorable. [Righteous Person] bonus. ”

"My uncle is really pretending to be benevolent and righteous, and he doesn't have much intimacy with his own nephew, and I'm embarrassed to say that I have such an uncle!

Look at how speculative Yunmei and I are, we are the real affectionate and righteous people! ”

The next day, it was sunny.

The sky is clear and clear.

Zhang Yu and Zhao Yun sat in the pavilion in Zhao's mansion, eating the fruits blooming on the stage, talking and laughing.

Outside the pavilion was Han Long and a servant girl in the house to serve left and right, the two chatted for a morning, the maid changed three, and Han Long was still as unmoving.

Han Long, who had seen Zhao Yun's Shenwu yesterday, wanted to say that he had no ideas, but after all, his young master was on the side, and he couldn't say words such as asking for advice from that god-like martial artist no matter what, for fear that it would make the young master lose his momentum.

If Zhang Yu knew about such an idea, he would definitely laugh and scold, what he hated most was to engage in some hypocritical face projects, like the Ming Dynasty in later generations, for the sake of losing face, making outsiders think he was a fool.

People, you have to be pragmatic, in fact, to get benefits is real!

And Zhang Yu was also overjoyed at this time.

Even if the other party is Zhao Yun, he doesn't have the slightest intention of giving in to his liking and catering to his favor. You are a cow again, but after all, I came from modern times, and I have been exposed to the ups and downs of more than 2,000 years of history.

But this is such a normal communication, and the more they chat, the more speculative they become, and they have a sense of hating each other.

From the beginning of the rising sun, Zhang Yu went out to exercise and met Zhao Yun passing by, to the moment when he chatted for a few hours and ate a bunch of fruits until noon, the topic of mutual interest has not been broken.

"This is probably not something that can be influenced by just the badge of a [benevolent and righteous person], it can only be said that Zhao Yun and I are really like-minded and soulmates?"

Looking at the intimacy that had soared to 84 this morning, Zhang Yu couldn't help but think.