Outside the village, Xiahou Yuan saw that Yun Sheng had run away. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info What kind of line is this, but I was brought to protect Yunsheng, and now the main owner is gone, how to protect, what to do if something happens!

Xiahou Yuan hurriedly rode his horse and rushed towards the village without thinking about anything else, hoping to catch up with Yunsheng.

In the village, everyone gathered under the big tree after eating, sat on the stone and chatted together, chatting about the long and short of the family, and those young men liked to listen to the life stories told by the old man.

At this time, at the entrance of the village, Xiahou Yuan rushed straight into the village without coming and getting off the horse, listening to the old man bragging, oh no mistake, it was talking about life.

When the boys saw it, a stranger was rushing towards the village on horseback, and at first he was stunned and then he got up, and five or six people rushed up to stop him.

Xiahou Yuan on the horse saw that he was not about to bump into someone, so he restrained Ma Jiang in time, and the horse raised its head and neighed in front legs.

Fortunately, he didn't hit it, and Xiahou Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. Before Xiahou Yuan could explain, everyone gathered around, and coincidentally, a person dressed as a villager at the entrance of the village shouted while running, "It's not good!" Oh no! Yes... Yes...... There are yellow turban thieves! ”

Whether it was Xiahou Yuan or everyone who heard it, they were all stunned, and in less than a moment, the villager ran over, only to see him with his hands on his knees, bending down and bowing his head, panting heavily.

Someone recognized him in the not-so-bright light, and the young man shouted, "I know this person, it's from Zhangjia Village next door." ”

The man from the next village recovered a little and stood up and replied, "Yes, yes, I'm from Zhangjia Village." ”

Another person shouted, "Then why did you come to our village, it's so late, what do you mean by the yellow turban thief coming!" ”

The hurried reply from the next village, "Really! There's a yellow scarf! I originally came back from selling vegetables in the county seat, and when I came back, I saw that it was not early, and I wanted to take a shortcut to go back, but as I walked, I saw a group of yellow turban thieves walking this way, and I knew that it was not good as soon as I saw the direction they were walking, so I immediately ran back to inform you. ”

Everyone looked at each other, unable to make up their minds. At this time, the old man in the village stood up and said, "What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and call someone!" Also, to notify the elderly and children to transfer, just ...... I went to hide in the cave behind our village. ”

Everyone nodded in agreement when they heard this, and immediately went home to greet their neighbors and relatives and asked them to quickly transfer the old man and children.

After a toss, he pulled a man in his twenties.

Xiahou Yuan was stunned when he watched it next to him, a little crying and laughing, and he didn't even ask how many people came from the other party, what is this called.

"Hey, let me ask you, have you seen how many people have come from that yellow turban thief?" Xiahou Yuan dismounted and asked the man from the next village.

The people in the next village only noticed that there was another person next to him, and this person was tall and big, and he looked like a fierce man, he swallowed his saliva a little, and replied carefully, "That, big... Big...... Big brother, when I saw them, there were about seventy or eighty people. ”

Seventy or eighty people...... Xiahou Yuan frowned and looked at the more than twenty people in the village, it seemed that something was not easy.

The crowd suddenly became noisy, and as soon as I said a word, the noisy Xiahou Yuan couldn't even think.

At this moment, an old man with white hair and beard leaned on crutches and shouted angrily: "What is the noise, it makes people see the joke!" ”

After drinking, the crowd suddenly fell silent, and a man stepped forward to help the old man and said with a smile: "Village chief, why are you here, didn't I tell you to avoid it." ”

Xiahou Yuan suddenly realized, it turned out that this old man was the head of this village, no wonder he had this prestige.

"I'm not old enough to walk, so I don't need you to help me." The village chief first said angrily to the man who wanted to help, and then turned his head to Xiahou Yuan and asked calmly, "I don't know who the strong man is?" ”

"Oh, old man, a certain surname Xiahou has a single name, the word is Miaocai, just call me Miaocai." Xiahou Yuan still has a lot of respect for the old man.

"Hmm. The strong man passed by my village this time, we should have entertained us, I didn't want to suddenly hear that the yellow turban thieves wanted to attack the village, it seems that there is no way, I am very sorry. The village chief squinted at Xiahou Yuan.

I don't know if it was an illusion or something, Xiahou Yuan saw a glimmer of light in the village chief's eyes.

"Don't be polite, the village is in trouble, and a certain person happens to be passing by here, so he must help one or two." Xiahou Yuan waved his hand and said in some general direction.

"Good, good! The old man thanked the villagers on behalf of him. The village chief was very happy, shouted three hellos, and thanked him.

Looking at the more than 20 people in front of him, most of them were holding forks and sticks, and only one or two were holding knives that were still a little rusty.

Xiahou Yuan couldn't help but comfort himself in his heart, these were ordinary villagers, not elite soldiers who had been washed by war, and it would be good to have weapons.

Hou Xiahou Yuan thought for a while and said to the village chief: "Uncle, I have experience in leading troops, can you let these more than 20 people in the village listen to my orders and organize them by me?" ”

There was another commotion, and everyone was talking, but it didn't wait for a moment before it subsided amid the coughing of the village chief.

The village chief smoothed his throat, looked at Xiahou Yuan's body shape, and his eyes lit up and replied, "I don't know how the martial arts are?" ”

Speaking of martial arts, Xiahou Yuan is very proud, you know, he is a man who can single-handedly kill the city tower! Do you say fierce!

"Please rest assured, my master's best thing is martial arts." Xiahou Yuan preached proudly.

Without waiting for the village chief to answer, a person shouted in the crowd, "Yo Yo Yo, it seems to be very powerful, or it is better than it!" ”

I don't know who took the lead, and the crowd suddenly shouted: "Compare one!" Compare one by one! Compare one by one! ”

As soon as Xiahou Yuan heard the anger, his brain was hot and he was about to shout to compare, but the village chief stopped the unstarted fight in time.

I saw the village chief shouting, "What a coax! Yes! Now that the enemy is currently in the crosshairs, people are just passing by and we are not related to each other, and when we encounter this incident, we just draw a sword to help each other when we see injustice. You still seem to be the same, just according to Miaocai, the more than 20 numbers in our village are under your command. ”

Xiahou Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed, and after thanking his father-in-law, he took a step forward and shouted to everyone, "Leave the words here today, if I Xiahou can't repel or annihilate the Yellow Turban, you can ask me!" ”

The crowd was silent, but no one was convinced.

At this moment, the man from the next village, who had just run back and shouted, "It's coming!" Here it comes! The Yellow Turban Thief is coming! ”