Knock knock

The drums from the school captain's mansion spread all over Xiangguan, and all the squares were in an uproar.

Some of the vigilant soldiers had already prepared to put on armor and prepare horses when they heard that there were Wuhuan people heading south in the morning.

At this time, the drums of the gathering will sound, and the armor soldiers will rush to assemble

Gongsun Da and Zuo Ping are not grinders, and they promised that Gongsun Yan would not delay if he wanted to borrow troops.

With the Xiangguan Captain's Mansion as the center, groups of knights wearing helmets and armor gathered at the school yard of the Captain's Mansion.

Even though there are only a few hundred people, but the erected spears and spears are dense like a forest, the red tassels on the guns are like blood, in the rumble of the horses' hooves on the ground, Gongsun Da's prince Wang Yan and Zuo Ping's own Zuo Yuan each ordered the elite, all gathered here.

For them, this is just a simple task, but Zhao Yun, who is standing high on the platform, knows that things are far from simple.

Gongsun Da and Zuo Ping agreed to borrow troops in order to respond, if they knew that they would also rescue Yangqiuli, they would definitely be unwilling.

There are more than 200 mouths in Yangqiu, and Gongsun Yan needs to be entangled and considered repeatedly.

But for Gongsun Da or Zuo Ping, there are only more than 200 people, and they will die, and the option of rescue will never appear on their decision-making list.

In addition to the rescue mission, Zhao Yun also needs to think about how to coordinate the relationship between them, so as not to let the soldiers and horses delivered to him suffer too much damage.

If Gongsun Da and Zuo Ping, who are responsible for borrowing troops, suffer too much loss, even if he bears the consequences, Gongsun Yan's situation in Gongsun's family will be even more difficult.

He had to win a big enough victory for her to cut off the tentacles of those with demons reaching out to her.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yun's face became a little more solemn, he bowed his hand to Gongsun Da and Zuo Ping, turned on his horse, and led the three hundred cavalry out of the school field.

Gongsun Yan stood on the corner tower at the head of the Xiangguan wall, and she watched the cavalry rush out of the city gate like a torrent of steel, and on the mounted spears erected high, the red tassels were connected into red clouds.

"Let's go back."

It wasn't until she could no longer see the figure of the white horse and silver spear at the front of the cavalry that she gathered her hair that was blown by the wind and said to Xia Houlan, who was guarding her.

The eagle swept through the sky and let out a clear chirp, and it fluttered its wings to break through the clouds and head south.

An iron arrow shot at a sharp end, brushed the eagle's wings, cut a parabola, and fell to the ground.

"It's a pity." Aduno put his hand on his forehead, squinted for a while, then put away his bow and arrows, and said in a regretful tone.

A bloody man with his hands tied in front of him with long ropes dragged far behind Abuna's horse.

Aduna's horse accelerated, and those who dragged behind had to try to step away from their bloody legs and follow the acceleration, and when their physical strength was slightly exhausted, they fell to the ground, and their whole body was dragged by the craggy rubble on the ground until the flesh and blood were blurred, and they had to stumble and get up quickly to avoid being overwhelmed by the rubble on the ground.

From time to time, Abduna slowed down his horse, giving the dragging man a chance to breathe and regain his strength a little.

Abduna was so fond of this game that he liked to be a tame and wanted to make this rebellious lone wolf crawl at his feet.

Zhang's flesh was blurry and exhausted, and there were so many wounds on his body that he was so numb that he could no longer feel pain, but he was still conscious.

Hearing Abduna's words, he lifted half of his face, which had been shaved off, and through his scattered hair, his bloodshot eyes flashed with contempt.

In response to Zhang's reaction, Abuna was not angry, and it should be said that he was even happier that Zhangzhu behaved like this.

In this way, after taming, it will bring him a great sense of accomplishment, just like the wild wolf he encountered as a child.

He had spent a long time taming it, and when it was crawling, he would kill and skin it.

He still remembered the look in the stupid wolf's eyes before he died, and every time he remembered it, he was in a very happy mood.

Now, he also hopes to get the same, if not much more joy from this white horse general.

The sun is setting in the west, and the sky is shining.

Abuna sent scouts to roam around in search of a Han village or fort to set up camp.

Since Gongsun Zan and Yuan Shao confronted each other in Youji, their power has shrunk in an all-round way, and the White Horse Yi that patrols the northern land all the year round has never appeared again, and the entire Youbei has become their paradise.

This has also led to the withering of people's livelihood in the Northland, and it is difficult to find a village where they can supply and have fun.

However, as long as there are Han people, there will be supplies, and those weak and bullying Han people will always keep one hand, and they can always find something out of the way if they search and loot.

It wasn't until it was getting late that a group of scouts rode fast horses back to the camp.

Like their main general, this team of scouts also has bells and whistles.

Their tribe has been stained with the light of Abuna, and has been trading horses with the Gongsun family of Liaoxi all the year round, and they are quite wealthy, and compared to other tribes called Huazi, they are much stronger in terms of equipment.

Under the guidance of the knight, Abdul Nabu moved toward the valley.

As he approached, Abdul Na saw the fence and watchtower at the mouth of the valley, and the sound of iron striking came from the village.

It's been discovered!

I didn't expect this nameless small place to have such vigilance at this time, Aduna raised his eyebrows in surprise.

But it didn't matter, he waved his hand.

His henchmen approached and formed a charging formation.

Worried that Zhang Zhu would be dragged to death and lose his fun, he deliberately untied the long rope and tied Zhang Zhu up like a silkworm chrysalis.

I wanted to order someone to drag him down, but Abuna suddenly thought of something.

He listened to the rapid striking of iron tools in the village, and a smile appeared on his face.

Bai Ma Yi has been wandering the north all the year round, under the banner of expelling Hu Lu, if this Han general watched them attack the city with his own eyes, it would be very interesting.

After cooking, Abduna urged his horse forward, and the followers behind him followed.

First slow and then fast, the dark horse under Abdula's seat gradually accelerated.

The playful look on Adu's face gradually subsided, and the majestic black horse under him was the first to hit the fence, and the wood flew everywhere.

In the blink of an eye, the horse scurried along the road and plunged into the village.

Pulling out his silver scimitar, he rushed to the side of the fleeing villagers.

Wherever the blade passed, the blood mist of the canopy and the broken limbs flew up.

The impact of the war horse gave him the strength and speed that he didn't usually have, and a look of intoxication appeared on Aduna's face.

Behind him, Hu Cong urged the horses to arrive, swords and guns were raised, and the people in the village who had no time to escape were like ants, which were instantly scattered and trampled.

The old and weak of the village fled along the valley, and the Wuhuan cavalry pursued them.

Blood flowed down the road, low huts were set on fire, and columns of smoke rose to the sky, and the smell of burnt paste mixed with the smell of blood permeated the air.

A servant next to Abuna was slashing and slashing, and suddenly out of the corner of his eye, he saw a bright color in the distance.

The firelight jumped, and the bright color of the red scarf hit his eyes.

The Wuhuan man let out a roar of surprise, and he rode straight to a man who was guarding his children in front of him, and the warhorse man stood up, his two front hooves kicking wildly.

The horse's hooves with the big mouth of the bowl kicked on the man who was about to bend down and beg for mercy, his chest and forehead suddenly made a muffled sound, and he didn't know how many bones were broken, and his brain burst and fell to the ground and died.

The Wuhuan people didn't look at the dead man, and the scimitar in his hand danced wildly, cutting off a few small heads, leaving only a girl who was tied with a red cloth and stood in place.

The man rolled and dismounted, grabbed the girl's long hair, and dragged her behind a low wall.