Ma Yi and fifty Yuan soldiers gathered around the seven stoves.

They cook dry food on their go, which doesn't take much time.

When the water boils, the dry food is hot.

The smoke mixed with wolf dung was very heavy, and Yuan Jun sat in a circle, subconsciously staying away from the stove.

The rising smoke did not smoke them, but it carried a heavy smoke from the food.

"It's unpalatable!" A soldier swallowed the boiled dry food and muttered, "It's better not to be hot, but it's more refreshing to eat cold......

"What all this nonsense?" The officer glared at him.

The soldier didn't say anything more, lowered his head and silently ate the hot rice in the bowl.

Ma Yi didn't realize how unpalatable the food was.

He even ate half a piece of chalk, as long as it was food, what else was difficult to swallow?

Holding the rice bowl, his mind is not on eating.

It's been a long time since anyone came to inquire, and he really wonders if there is something wrong with Yuan Xu's confession.

While they were restless, a group of people rushed out of the forest on the mountain.

"Surround them!" It was still far away, and the centurion roared.

More than 100 Zhang Yanjun immediately stepped forward and surrounded Ma Yi and others.

Looking at Zhang Yanjun, Ma Yi pretended to be scared and stood up with a smile.

"Everyone, everyone! What's going on? ”

"What's wrong?" The centurion approached, circled around him twice, and said in a strange way: "I see that you are not good!" ”

"Don't you dare to wronged me!" With a bitter face, Ma Yi said: "We are businessmen, all of whom are good people, and I heard that there are quite a lot of herbs in Taihang Mountain. Jiangdong Sun Ce and Liu Biao fought fiercely, and many officers and soldiers in the army were injured. As a businessman, he should have the heart to help the world, so he came to purchase medicinal herbs......"

"I'm going to help the world!" The centurion spat out: "What a profiteer! The casualties of the two armies are not counted, but you and others sell herbs for huge profits! Shang dare to speak like a spring here, what to say to help the world! ”

"Your Excellency is right...... What he said was......" Ma Yi always laughed with.

"Where's the herbs?" Seeing that there was no vehicle loaded with medicinal herbs, the centurion asked coldly.

"I haven't bought it yet...... Ma Yi laughed with him: "You can only purchase ...... when you get to the land boundary."

"Don't fight with Lao Tzu haha!" Ma Yi's demeanor was restrained, and the centurion believed that he was a businessman: "Since it is a purchase of medicinal materials, there must be a lot of gold beads and copper coins with him, so take out some and show them to a certain person." ”

"This ......" looked embarrassed, Ma Yi said: "Merchants are on the road, how can there be wealth and silk to show ......"

"To take it or not to take it?" The centurion glared menacingly.

"Your Excellency...... This...... It's really inappropriate......" Ma Yi's expression was very sad.

"Damn, don't give face!" Ma Yi was so unavoidable, the centurion beckoned: "Rob!" ”

More than 100 Zhang Yanjun were ordered to step forward, and Ma Yi glanced at Yuan Jun.

The two Zhang Yanjun rushed forward and twisted Ma Yi, but he grabbed his arms one by one and twisted them back.

"Dare to resist!" The centurion was taken aback and pointed at Ma Yi: "Kill him!" ”

The two soldiers tried with all their strength to break free, but they seemed to be caught in an iron hoop and could not move.

Suddenly letting go of one of them, Ma Yi raised his foot and kicked him in the waist.

The soldier who had been kicked away staggered a few steps and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the other person was about to turn around while he was exerting his strength, but Ma Yi had already let him go, and his arm was wrapped around his neck.

Hearing only the sound of "Gaba", the soldier who was wrapped around his neck stopped struggling and went limp and paralyzed.

Ma Yi actually killed people with a dead hand, and the centurion and Zhang Yanjun who were present were taken aback.

Seeing the soldier collapse to the ground, the centurion didn't react and ordered him to be killed!

Fifty Yuan soldiers were ready to kill.

While Zhang Yanjun was still in a daze, they drew out their long swords and stepped forward, one of them strangled one and poked the blade into the opponent's waist.

The long sword was drawn, and Zhang Yanjun collapsed to the ground one by one.

The centurion, no matter how stupid he was, understood what was really going on.

It's not the merchants they're surrounding at all!

"Kill!" The centurion, who reacted, burst into shouts and rushed towards Ma Fei first.

Zhang Yanjun, who could still fight in a battle, was equal in number to Yuan's army, and although he fell many of his companions, he did not lose his fighting spirit.

shouted, and they each found a Yuan Jun and pounced.

Yuan Jun is a warrior of a hundred battles, and although Zhang Yanjun was born in the Yellow Turban, he has also experienced many years of killing.

The two sides were in a stalemate in one place, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

The soldiers were inextricably killed, but the centurion was not Ma Yi's opponent, and he stepped forward several times in a row, but Ma Yi fell to the ground.

The strange thing is that Ma Yi doesn't kill him, and every time he knocks him down, he will take two steps back to give him a chance to get up.

"This is not a place to fight, go!" After a moment of fighting, both sides were injured, and Ma Yi greeted and ran towards the war horse.

Turning over his horse, he was about to ride away when the centurion rushed up to him.

The long sword stabbed at his waist, Ma Yi swung his sword away, raised his foot and kicked the centurion in the chest: "Get out!" ”

Kicked firmly, the centurion only felt a tightness in his chest, and fell to the ground after taking a few steps back.

Two soldiers stepped forward to help him up, carrying a long sword, he still wanted to go to fight, Ma Yi and the others had already ridden their horses and whipped away.

Looking at their backs, the centurion thrust his sword into the ground in frustration.

A soldier picked up something from where Ma Yi had mounted his horse and handed it to the centurion: "This thing is left behind by a thief." ”

The soldier handed over a letter.

The centurion from the Yellow Turban was illiterate, and when he took the letter, he read it several times, and beckoned to the soldiers: "Bury the dead and go back with so-and-so!" ”

"Two ...... of the enemy have also died," one of the soldiers reminded, "Do you want to ......?" ”

"Throw it here, and the wolf will drag it away!" With a flick of the word, the centurion turned and left.

led people to fight, and Ma Yi rode his horse for more than ten miles before gradually slowing down.

"How many died?" Glancing back, he asked Yuan Jun.

"Two!" The chest and armor were stained with blood, and the officer replied: "Six or seven wounded!" ”

"Find a place to rest first, the wounded can be bandaged, and we can turn back later." After explaining, Ma Yi asked the officer, "Are you also injured?" ”

"Kill the enemy!" The officer smiled.

Nodding reassuringly, Ma Yi didn't say anything more.

More than 50 Zhang Yanjun were killed, and they lost two of them, and none of them were seriously injured.

If you continue to fight, you will be able to annihilate the enemy.

But what Yuan Xu wants them to do is not to win all, but to lose a piece of things and leave!

Ma Yi always felt that the fight was not enough.

Zhu Gongdao and Ma Yi each completed their tasks, but Yuan Xu was sitting leisurely at the door of the barracks basking in the sun at this time.

The late spring sun is very warm, and the sun on the body makes people lazy.

Yuan Xu was comfortably drowsy, and Nian'er walked out of the house with a basin.

PS: Uh-huh, it's PS again.

I'm irritable when I see these two letters, and there must be many friends who are in the same mood as me - speaking of the author, don't be honest and update a few more chapters, you PS a hairball.

Buddies (sisters) are here to read books, not to see you talking here and talking nonsense that has no plot at all!

Annoying? Disgusting or not? Is the fog dry or not?

I can say with certainty - annoying! Disgusting! It's also foggy......

I have deeply felt that this is too unkind, too unrighteous, and too much to be dragged out and bombed...... Play...... Forget it, you can't be so yourself......

However, it still has to be PS......

Tomorrow at two o'clock in the afternoon to Sanjiang, I wanted to get a testimonial or something, but then I thought about it, come on, there are more people in Sanjiang, how old am I?

It's time to see that! I haven't had a testimonial or anything in the omnichannel before, but now I'm playing with this.

I still hurriedly took a waste newspaper bag and put it away, how far and how far to roll, how to study the plot of the next chapter to play more smoothly, how to make it more fun for everyone to watch.

It's over, it's over, I don't want to talk nonsense, and I talk so much.

Finally, let's say the key, I really want to rush to the Sanjiang list, buddies and sisters, help in the next week, not only do you vote for recommendations every day, but don't forget to enter the Sanjiang channel to vote for some Sanjiang tickets, that's also free, I don't ask for a fee......

Thanks, thanks!