"Guys, what do you want justice?"

In the dead silence, a low, steady voice asked.

This sound, not loud, instantly broke the silence in the field.

Wow –

Like a scoop of cold water poured into a frying pan, there was a huge noise on the school field immediately.

Many of the people standing in the middle and back could not see what was going on in front of them, and they didn't know what was going on.

They just shouted to the atmosphere, and then followed the silence.

At this time, he came back to his senses, and asked the person next to him noisily without realizing it.

"They're coming! It's coming! Lined up! Come on! ”

Frightened and contradictory shouts rang out from the crowd.

Line or run? Who's coming?

There are still curious people who don't know what happened, innocent and confused looking left and right, and the people around him naturally can't give him answers.

As some people began to shout and run, many joined the ranks of the commotion and panic, even though they did not see where the enemy was and did not hear any unusual noise.

A few arrows came crookedly, cutting through several arcs, and struck a few steps in front of the warhorse.

Zhao Yun rode on the white cloud of the war horse with an expressionless face, watching the people in the distance mess around, tearing and trampling on each other.

Zhao Yun has always been a very peaceful and good person.

Treat people and things meekly and peacefully, never bully others, and fight for many years in troubled times, he still has mercy to civilians and innocents.

Outside of the battlefield, he was reluctant to kill.

But on the battlefield, he doesn't mind using any quick and tough methods to settle the enemy and settle the dispute.

At this time, in the face of these thieves who were in chaos before the war, he also treated them with a cautious and serious attitude.

The spear is raised high and moves forward.

This white horse team has experienced several battles of life and death together, and has already sharpened a very tacit understanding and momentum.

The people in the chaos only listened to the thunderous rumbling of horses' hooves from far and near.

The dozens of horsemen in front of the crowd had already crashed into the crowd.

The knights are all majestic warriors in armor and swords, and the horses are also the best horses in the Northland.

In contrast, these rabble, who were already in a mess, were rampant and domineering in the village with weapons, but in front of the real army, they were like local chickens and dogs, and they could be shattered with one blow.

Bands of cavalry ploughed through the school yard like plough rakes, dividing the crowd that had been crowded together.

People are like tigers, horses are like dragons, galloping in the crowd, long knives dancing, this should have been a one-sided massacre.

However, when the long knife was raised, the blade turned, and when it struck a person, it was replaced by the back of the knife.

However, even if it is the back of the knife and the impact of the war horse, when the head is split and the face is drawn, it can still leave a swollen half-finger-high, mulberry-colored black and purple bruise on the body.

What's more, when the long knife is slashed, and the bright silver blade gradually enlarges in the line of sight, it gives people a terrifying experience like death, which can instantly shatter the psychological defense of many people.

For a while, there was a ghost crying wolf on the school field, and many people screamed and lay on the ground, and the yellow mud under the crotch was wet.

Of course, not everyone is lucky, and there are also those who can't dodge and are directly trampled under the feet of the horse's hooves, and their bones are broken and their brains are broken.

If he still wants to fight back with a knife, he will cut down all the people around him to the ground.

On the battlefield, luck is also part of strength, and there is no resentment when you die.

There are vigorous and agile ones, relying on their thin bodies, sideways to avoid the collision, seeing the gap, stepping over the fallen crowd, and running out wildly.

However, the two legs of a man cannot outrun the four legs of a war horse.

Immediately, a knight cruising around the periphery rode a horse to catch up, and whether it was a blade or a knife back that came back to him depends on whether the chasing knight is murderous or not.

Zhao Yun's order was to use the back of the knife if it was not necessary, and leave his life.

But how to define non-essential situations, in the rapidly changing battlefield, everyone has a standard in mind.

When the cavalry rushed into the crowd of the school grounds, the leader surnamed Deng, who was standing on the high platform, jumped off the high platform with agility that did not match his fat body, and turned around to escape.

It's a pity that he stood alone on the high platform, and he was born with such a fat appearance with a different style, and he was already on the list of key care.

A team of knights clashed with Zhao Yun all the way and came straight towards him.

The bright silver spear in Zhao Yun's hand was like a whip, and with a freehand sweep, he emptied a large area in front of him.

No matter how chaotic it is, the overly fat figure of the leader surnamed Deng is really conspicuous among the thin and small rickety people, and there is no possibility of escaping by taking advantage of the chaos.

Eventually, along with a few trembling people, they were enclosed in an earthen rampart.

"But Captain Zhao? The villain is the trilogy of the Gongsun family! We just want to go to the main house to meet the grandson lady, if there is anything wrong, we can talk about it, we don't have to make such a big move, there is a lot of hurt and anger! ”

The leader surnamed Deng held the knife in both hands and shouted in a hissed voice.

When the fat meat of the body saw the tall horses surrounding him, large drops of sweat slid down the fat cheeks.

Hearing this, He Zhou, who followed Zhao Yun, couldn't help but sneer, this fat man has a clever mouth, and he meets his grandson?

Because Zhao Yun was there, He Zhou didn't dare to make a sound, but his expression did not escape the eyes of others, and he was punched in the back.

The pain made him bare his teeth, and when he looked back, he was indeed blowing his beard and staring at him.

Not daring to make a mistake, he hurriedly collected the expression on his face.

The words of the leader surnamed Deng also made Zhao Yun raise his eyebrows, "If you want to talk about it, why don't you put down the knife?" ”

The leader surnamed Deng was stunned when he heard this, "Okay, okay, let's talk about it." ”

Saying that, he really slowly put down the long knife in his hand.

"Tie it up!" Zhao Yun gestured to He Zhou.

In the first battle of Yangqiuli, because Zhao Yun was the first soldier, he was originally selected from the army to serve as a personal guard, and several people died.

Wang Wu and Zhang Zhi were injured, Zhang Ze stayed in the main house to assist Tian Kai, and Zhao Yun consciously looked for new guards in the army.

A young man like He Zhou naturally came into his sight, and he called him around before the war.

At this time, it was a test for Zhao Yun to him.

He Zhou got the order and turned over and dismounted, took out the leather rope from the backpack on the horse's back, and strode forward.

Zhao Yun looked at the leader surnamed Deng coldly, and the white horse under his crotch took a few steps forward.

"You fat man has a clever mouth and can talk very well."

The riots in the school yard have subsided, and it is almost impossible for the situation to change again.

He Zhou teased and ridiculed the leader surnamed Deng, and at the same time shook off the leather rope, and was about to ask him to stretch out his hand obediently.

But I saw that the leader surnamed Deng's original bent waist suddenly straightened up like a longbow rebounding, and a cold glint appeared in his eyes.

The long knife that was deliberately thrown on the toe was brought back into his hand with his foot raised.

With the posture of receiving the knife, he twisted his waist, and the blade took advantage of the situation to pick up He Zhou's waist ribs.

He Zhou, who was relaxed because the situation on the field had been decided, saw that the leader surnamed Deng was born fat and covered in sweat, and he looked down on him in his heart.

At this time, he was defenseless, and even if he tried his best to take half a step back and suck his abdomen and chest, he couldn't dodge the attack range of the long knife.

He Zhou's heart was cold, and he watched in despair as the long knife came with the sound of the wind.

I just heard a muffled scream.

The sound of a sharp weapon piercing the human body was accompanied by the sound of gold and iron clashing.

He Zhou covered his chest and abdomen, took a step back, and sat on the ground.