Chapter 10 is below......

The corners of Cheng Yuanzhi's mouth rose slightly, he smiled coldly, and stabbed the horse chopping knife in his hand into Mo Jiuli's chest mercilessly!

Mo Jiuli's eyes widened and he looked at the knife in his chest in surprise!

Instinctively grabbing the knife with both hands, trying to break free!

"Come, I'll help you!" Cheng Yuanzhi said coldly, and then quickly pulled the horse chopping knife out of Mo Jiuli's chest!

Blood splattered out, falling into flames like the mouth of a lion and tiger, and in an instant, it was devoured cleanly.

Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, followed by a mouthful of blood.

With one hand still on his waist, he tried to pull out the iron sword. only to find that his own strength was rapidly disappearing.

In my mind, I felt dizzy.

He, down.

In my eyes, there are stars in the sky!

"Benefactor!"

At that moment, he saw a figure running towards him.

Bai Jie, who was dressed in a white dress, appeared near him at some point.

Tears accompanied by the wind, floating in the air, drawing a crystal curve.

"No! don't!" Mo Jiuli roared with all his might, his mouth covered with blood!

His pupils shrank, and he saw Cheng Yuanzhi's knife stabbing towards Bai Jie's chest!

At this moment, Mo Jiuli shouted in pain: "Ah!"

That hand, pulling out the sword at his waist, used the last strength of his body, and threw it forward!

With a "poof", he finally fell to the ground.

The body touched the ground, and on the dirt, it shook twice.

"Is it going to be all over again? It's ridiculous, this world. Mo Jiuli smiled bitterly.

Bai Jie rushed in front of Mo Jiuli like this, and the horse chopping knife quickly stabbed Bai Jie's chest.

In an instant, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the air.

An arrow suddenly bounced off the knife in Cheng Yuanzhi's hand!

Cheng Yuanzhi was taken aback, and his knife was bounced away with just an ordinary arrow, which is rare!

He jerked back.

Suddenly, Mo Jiuli felt a gust of wind blowing.

He looked up and saw that a middle-aged man in yellow had pulled Bai Jie back!

Then he didn't frown, just shot an arrow at close range!

And Cheng Yuanzhi was in Mo Jiuli's eyes, he didn't dodge!

Just like that, it was straight through the shoulder!

The arrows are not as penetrating as Mo Jiuli's aura arrows, but they carry a huge force that takes Cheng Yuanzhi away!

Mo Jiuli coughed twice and was pulled up by his right adjutant.

And Bai Jie seemed to instinctively take a step back at the moment when the right adjutant came over.

Is she afraid of him?

Cheng Yuanzhi saw that the situation was not right, and slowly retreated.

Huang Zhong bent his bow and arrows, protecting Mo Jiuli's body, and stared at Cheng Yuanzhi like this.

Suddenly, out of the fire, rushed out a squad of cavalry!

"Let's go!" Cheng Yuanzhi suddenly shouted!

"No, the subordinates are desperate to protect the general's safety!" the cavalry chief waved his whip and was about to rush forward.

Mo Jiuli was lying on the ground, covering his hands on his chest, covered with blood.

He shouted weakly, "Let them go!"

The middle-aged man looked at Mo Jiuli in some surprise: "Let them go?" I heard that in the nearby village, there is a group of horse bandits, who burn, kill, loot and do all kinds of evil, and several villages next door have been killed!"

Mo Jiuli raised his head tremblingly and waved his hand.

The middle-aged man sighed when he saw it, and then shook his head: "That's it!"

Cheng Yuanzhi watched the middle-aged man put down his bow, his heart was relieved, and he hurriedly shouted: "Withdraw!"

He ran forward dozens of steps, but suddenly stopped, took a deep look at the dying Mo Jiuli, and then disappeared into the night with the cavalry.

......

On the bed, Mo Jiuli was covered in bandages, he took a sip of water and coughed twice.

Every cough touched his nerves, and it hurt!

The middle-aged man stood beside his bed, frowning at his blue lips: "Why let them go?" ”

Mo Jiuli raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man's face carefully, trying to recognize who he was.

However, I couldn't remember who this person was.

"Those people should be the displaced Yellow Turbans. Mo Jiuli said slowly.

"Isn't the Yellow Turban Army a thief of the country?" said the middle-aged man with a frown.

"Ahem...... No, most of the troops led by Zhang Jiao are poor people...... Ahem...... "Without saying a word, Mo Jiuli coughed violently.

"Benefactor, you better rest!" Bai Jie gently stroked Mo Jiuli's back and said anxiously.

Mo Jiuli shook his head, stared at the middle-aged man's eyes and said, "Why are the people displaced, why are the people rebelling with Zhang Jiao? ”

"If you really want to talk about it, if there is no Yellow Turban Army, there is no 'disaster' of Zhang Jiao and others, maybe the current situation will be even worse!"

"How can you see it?" the middle-aged man looked at Mo Jiuli with interest.

"Once the success is achieved, why are thousands of 'mobs' instigated?" Mo Jiuli paused, took a sip of water, stuck out his tongue, licked his shriveled lips, took a deep breath, and then said: "That's because they're hungry! Have you ever seen the skinny people who eat one meal a day and work hard for those officers?"

"Have you seen ......" Mo Jiuli wanted to continue, but suddenly fainted.

This dusk is a night.

When Mo Jiuli woke up, he found that the middle-aged man had his palms into fists, against his head, sitting on a chair, and asleep.

The middle-aged man's brows moved, and after Mo Jiuli woke up, he woke up immediately.

Mo Jiuli nodded at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man stepped up to the sky before yesterday, saluted Mo Jiuli respectfully, and then said: "Listening to the general's words last night is really better than reading for ten years! I didn't participate in the Yellow Turban Rebellion that year. It's just that the sufferings of the people can be seen and heard everywhere. ”

Mo Jiuli wanted to get up, but he couldn't use his strength, but his chest hurt again!

"Ahem......"

"Benefactor, are you awake?" A lark-like voice came into Mo Jiuli's ears, and Bai Jie woke up from a chair a little farther away.

She stepped on the muddy embroidered shoes, stepped forward quickly, and pressed it gently: "You are so badly injured, you need to rest well." ”

Mo Jiuli glanced at the dusty whiteness, and his originally fair and clean skin was full of dirt.

Mo Jiuli wanted to reach out and touch her face, wanting to gently wipe the dust off her face for her, but found that he couldn't even lift his hand.

blinked his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man, and then said: "Thank you, I don't know your name in Xia Mo Jiuli." ”

"Under Huang Zhong, General, you are polite ......" Huang Zhong was about to continue, but he was suddenly startled by Mo Jiuli's call.

", Huang Zhong?"