After separating from the lieutenant general, Xiahou Yuan followed Zhao Yun's route and joined forces with the devastated Left Army and the injured Right Army of the main general, and learned that Zhou Tai and Wang Yue had been rescued by Zhao Yun single-handedly.

Xiahou Yuan didn't blame the soldiers, because he was a loser himself, and now he just wanted to go back to the woods and kill Shi Xin to relieve the hatred in his heart.

From a distance, the woods were filled with flames and smoke. As he got closer, he noticed that the flames were rising high and the waves were rolling in. With the waves came seven hundred terrified soldiers.

Xiahou Yuan stopped the defeated soldiers, and when he asked, it was Zhao Yun again.

"He, we have four thousand people together now, I don't believe that I can't kill a single Zhao Yun. Everyone follow me and kill that dog ‖ mother!"

Xiahou Yuan gritted his teeth with hatred and rushed towards the woods with great vigour. Unexpectedly, after arriving at the place, in addition to the light illuminated by the fire near the woods, it was dark everywhere, and there was no trace of Zhao Yun.

"Hmph! He's not a god, and after killing for a long time, there will always be a time when he gets tired. Now I'm afraid I've followed Shi Xin, should I chase him, or set up camp where I am?"

Xiahou Yuan was thinking about the next plan, when a fast horse suddenly came from the west, which really startled him, and he thought that Zhao Yun was back again.

Many of the people who thought the same way as him all looked at the master of the fast horse with wide eyes in horror.

"Shh~ It turned out to be my own person. ”

The person on the horse was wearing Cao Ying's military uniform, and he looked like a herald, and Xiahou Yuan and all the soldiers breathed a sigh of relief.

"Report to General Xiahou, the lord learned that you have been staying where you are and have not chased Shi Xin forward, so I specially ordered the villain to ask what happened. ”

Xiahou Yuan snapped, slapped the herald with a big mouth, and his eyes erupted with fire, "Ask, ask, there must be a reason." Where is the lord now?"

The herald was slapped inexplicably, two of his teeth were lost, a mouthful of blood, and he looked at Xiahou Yuan with tears in his eyes and didn't dare to speak.

"Say, dumb, wasn't you very articulate just now?" Xiahou Yuan, who was furious, stretched out his hand and wanted to hit him again.

"Lord...... The lord was a mile away, and he ...... He told you, and you and General Zhang Liao went to discuss the matter. ”

The herald's mouth was leaking, and he was afraid that he would lose his teeth again, so he had to dodge and talk at the same time.

Hearing that Cao was going to summon him to discuss the matter, Xiahou Yuan's Xu instantly fell, and he was even a little afraid. With a long sigh, he looked in the direction of the military camp to the west and was stunned.

Zhang Liao walked over at this time and comforted: "General Xiahou, I can't blame you at this time. Even if I was injured, Zhao Yun was not easy to deal with. Let's go!"

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Ai Ai still didn't want to go, Zhang Liao persuaded him and took him away. At the moment of leaving, Xiahou Yuan turned around and ordered the deputy general to cook on the spot.

The soldiers had been frightened for most of the day, and had been running around all day, already hungry. With a cheer, he untied the pots and pans and grain hanging from the saddle, and made a fire to cook.

Xiahou Yuan is good at long-distance running, and these cooking utensils and food are necessary. Not far from the Yellow River, it is rich in water resources, so there is no need to worry about water sources.

It took less than half an hour, the scene was full of smoke, and the aroma of rice was overflowing, although only coarse grains and fine grains were mixed together to cook, it was enough to make people's appetite move.

The soldiers were waiting to eat, and a fast horse rode in the distance, and then in the dim light of the fire, this person was wearing the clothes of the camp, probably another officer and soldier who was transmitting military orders back and forth.

After just one glance, the soldiers ignored him and feasted on him with confidence.

The man came closer, and suddenly shouted: "Changshan Zhao Zilong is here, and the enemy soldiers are coming!"

Many soldiers were still confused at the beginning, weren't they heralds? How did they become Zhao Zilong?

There was a scream from the front, and when he turned his head to look, the man ripped off his disguise, revealing a white robe and silver armor. The appearance is dignified, with murderous intent on his face, dancing with a silver spear, and he kills with his head down, and all of them fall.

"It's really Zhao Yun, this killer, run away!"

The soldiers woke up like a dream, and they got goosebumps layer upon layer, the rice bowl was overturned, the food in their mouths didn't know whether to swallow or spit it out, the fleeing escaped, the whistles blew, and the scene was full of chickens and dogs.

Zhao Yun was in the enemy formation of 4,000 people as if he was in a no-man's land, and his horse passed through the enemy formation twice, killing 800 enemies, and no one dared to stop him.

Just as he was about to kill again, a large group of enemy troops with torches came from the east, and the leader was in a hurry, riding his horse and galloping, no matter how far the two sides were away, he couldn't wait to sacrifice the pulse weapon and shoot an arrow at Zhao Yun.

It was Xiahou Yuan.

It's just that this arrow is too far, Zhao Yun easily knocked down the golden arrow, the gentian gun shook his finger, and said coldly: "Xiahou Yuan, but Er'er!"

When Xiahou Yuan heard Zhao Yun's provocation, he was so angry that he shouted, slapped the horse stocks, and hurried over. It's just that he was separated from Zhao Yun by half a battle formation, and there were blind rats running around everywhere, and when he arrived at Zhao Yun's position just now, how could he still see him

"I'm angry, I'm angry!"

Xiahou Yuan raised his bow high, swished out more than ten arrows in different directions, and roared, "Zhao Yun, you get out of Lao Tzu, grass yours, what kind of hero is hiding his head and tail for me......"

It's a pity that Zhao Yun has already gone away, even if he is not far away, how can he come out

After venting a lot, Xiahou Yuan was still undulating, and his eyes were wide with anger,

I can't be myself for a long time. Suddenly, he heard a majestic voice and said: "Second, this is not like you, you have always been very calm." ”

It was Cao's voice.

Xiahou Yuan was taken aback and rolled off his horse, "My subordinates are guilty, please punish the lord." ”

Cao recruited him just now, and scolded him with a stinking face, not only breaking Xia Houen, but also because the five thousand troops and the two seventh-rank pulse masters couldn't keep a Zhao Yun who had just been promoted to the seventh rank.

Even if it was the new Zhang Liao, Cao couldn't help but say a few words sternly.

After scolding, Cao began to reason: When marching and fighting, there should be no contempt for every enemy army, let alone taking temporary victory or defeat too seriously. If Xiahou Yuan didn't take the failure of the fight with Zhao Yun to heart and kept chasing after him, he wouldn't be able to rush to Zhou Tai at all. If Zhang Liao misses Zhao Yun's sword and slowly encircles and annihilates Wang Yue by using the method of dealing with him, he will not let him save Wang Yue.

Xiahou Yuan and Zhang Liao lowered their heads in shame.

Speaking of this, a sharp and panicked whistle suddenly sounded in the distance, and Xiahou Yuan, who had just admitted his mistake, immediately became furious, and Huo Di stood up, "It must be Zhao Yun's guy, I'm going to kill him!" Cao's words have already been thrown out of the clouds.

Cao decided to come out with him to see what Zhao Yun had three heads and six arms. Zhao Yun he had seen, he had made a move in the Holy Sect Selection Contest and the Holy Sect Leader Canonization Ceremony, and what impressed him the most was that sudden fast sword, which was indeed a shock, but it was a bit of an exaggeration to say that he could defeat Xiahou Yuan and Zhang Liao, after all, he had just been promoted to the seventh rank.

Zhang Liao's gaze also turned to the swarthy distance, and muttered to himself: "Lord, we are certainly a little impulsive. But as a pulse, it's hard to control the urge to fight him, as if ......," he chose the wording, "as if we beat him, we're going to prove that we're the best pulse." ”

Zhang Liao has a high opinion of Zhao Yun, you must know that he has been famous for a long time, he was once a general under Lu Bu's account, and he is a person who knows Lu Bu's strength well.

Seeing Cao looking at him curiously, Zhang Liao smiled bitterly: "Zhao Yun's courage, tenacity, fighting spirit, and keen sense of the fighter are all top-notch. What's even more terrifying is that he is only fifteen years old, and he has already reached the seventh level of cultivation, and if time comes, he may be a figure like Lu Bu again. ”

"Oh?" Cao raised his eyebrows and said with interest, "After you say this, I think I will meet him." ”

"Zhao Yun has been rushing back and forth for most of the day, do you think he will come again?" Cao changed the subject.

"Yes, he will definitely come back!" Xiahou Yuan hurriedly said, his tone firm, "Maybe he is watching us not far away, ready to attack at any time." ”

"Hmph, is there really no one in our army? Then I'll get ready and invite you into the urn. Cao Xiao's eyes narrowed, and his murderous aura was awe-inspiring.

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