Lord Yuan

Chapter 220 Zhou Cang, Pei Yuanshao
When Zhao Yun led his cavalry to charge, the men and horses became one.

Many bandits seemed to have seen an incredible scene.

Isn't he afraid of death?
This is the truest portrayal of the hearts of many bandits.

It was unknown how many officers and soldiers died on this land before, which also greatly enhanced the bandits' combat effectiveness.

Among them, the thieves and others reap the most benefits.

Replacing shotguns with cannons doubled the combat effectiveness.

Seeing that Zhao Yun was the first to attack alone, the leader of the thieves gave a loud shout, and immediately galloped his horse to attack.

"Looking at how generous you are, why not join my village and become the second in command? What do you think?" The thief had a beard covering his cheeks, and the sword in his hand was shining brightly.

He was answered by a bright silver spear sweeping across, and then he saw a white war horse slamming into him, as if it was completely treating him like air.

He was immediately furious!
The two of them clashed with each other, and their horses collided with each other.

Not long after, the two had fought for several rounds.

Zhao Yun seemed very relaxed. Looking at the opponent, he seemed to be breathing heavily at this time. He was just hastily fighting and parrying, and was quite powerless. If not for his force, he would have been quite successful. In this flash of lightning, Zhao Yun's shooting skills were like a shadow. , he was horrified. If he hadn't been thick-skinned and able to move freely even after being shot, someone else would have been wailing in pain.

The two horses separated.

Along with the loud cheers of the white horse Yi Cong, morale was boosted.

The rest of the bandits looked shocked, seeing that their village leader was injured. Although it was not fatal, it already showed the difference between the two.

But another bandit saw the bright silver armor and vaguely remembered someone in his heart.

I looked at it intently a few more times, and everyone was shocked.

"Zhao Yun!"

"This is Zhao Yun!"

The bandits all exclaimed, and some other bandits who didn't know what was going on immediately expressed doubts.

"Who is Zhao Yun? He can injure the leader of the village. He is so skilled, how can he be a nobody?"

"Who said he was nameless! Now go and find out. A few days ago, Huang Jinqu Shuaibo personally led an army to besiege Luoyang. The battle situation was extremely anxious. If it weren't for Zhao Yun who drove straight in, rushed left and right, and caused changes in the battlefield situation. It's unpredictable, you know that wave, even Huangfu Song and other Han generals couldn't gain the upper hand, but in Zhao Yun's hands, they couldn't last more than a few rounds and were killed."

"According to what you say, is it normal for my village leader to be in such an injured situation?"

The man hesitated for a while, then nodded with a bitter look on his face: "Could the leader of the village be more brave and good at fighting than that Bocai? Don't you see, the current leader of the village was almost killed after just one encounter. If the battle continues for a longer time, I’m afraid it might hurt his life!”

"So what? The leader of my village is very powerful in martial arts, and we are here to help him, so why should he be afraid of being a child all night long?"

Pei Yuanshao raised his head and saw that Zhao Yun was dressed in white clothes and armor, looking like a famous man, and he felt a sense of sourness in his heart unconsciously.

"Look!"

Some bandits shouted in surprise.

However, many bandits belonging to the village leader's clan immediately rushed to help him when they saw that he was injured.

As a result, nearly a hundred elite cavalrymen appeared on the opposite side instantly, all covered with armor.

It was just a face-to-face encounter, and before anyone could get within fifty steps, an overwhelming barrage of arrows slanted down as if they were free of charge.

The white horse Yi Cong was carefully selected from the crossbow cavalry camp. It can be said that one is worth ten. Facing a group of bandits who were invaded by grass, the crossbow in his hand fully displayed its bloody characteristics. When the arrow came out, a bandit fell from his horse.

Zhao Yun waved his hand. As soon as they fought, he discovered that although the thief leader opposite was a bit bulky, his defensive power was quite astonishing. Coupled with his fearless offensive posture, even if he was injured at this time, , but there was nothing strange about his face.

Zhao Yun felt respectful, but Baima Yicong didn't think so.

Facing this group of bandits who do not know whether to live or die, they have only one idea.

They dared to stand in front of Yuan Shao and brazenly wanted to seize property. Even their lives seemed to be things he took at will. As direct troops, they naturally could not sit back and watch Yuan Shao be slandered like this.

Before Zhao Yun could stop his action, another round of arrows shot into the air, and the whistling arrows made an exciting sound as they broke through the air.

The leader of the thief's eyes widened. Seeing the appearance of these white-horse followers, his originally calm expression instantly collapsed and became extremely ugly.

"How dare you!" He yelled angrily, and at the same time he rushed to pick up these white-horse followers. If he let them all shoot out their arrows, the tribe he had finally gathered would probably be gone, not to mention the ones among them. Many of them are from the same county.

However, Zhao Yun took out the spear in his hand and blocked him in front of him.

He looked troubled, looking at this group of cavalry who were obviously not easy-going people, and for the first time he felt a sense of fear. Even in the past, he had not panicked when thousands of Han troops were encircling and suppressing them.

Because Zhao Yun was the closest to him, he could clearly see through the gaps in his beard that his expression was gradually stiffening, and even his facial muscles were faintly twitching at this time.

Nobody wants to die.

In the initial idea, they just wanted to start recuperating for a period of time after successfully completing this task, and then reclaim the wasteland, guide the irrigation canals, and turn this land into good farmland to support their families.

No one wants to become a notorious bandit.

In order to prevent all the people in the county from falling into the Yellow Turbans or being forced into the army by the Han army, Zhou Cang personally led his companions from the county to occupy this mountain. Just as the Yellow Turbans broke out, fighting was raging everywhere, and even his county was reduced to The Yellow Turbans' feeding ground is a base that continuously supplies troops.

And because of his sharp eyesight and quick hands, coupled with Zhou Cang's bold nature and his friendship with many wealthy businessmen in the county, the hilltop he occupied grew stronger and stronger. Even the officers and soldiers in the county failed to clear them out once. Of course, there were also some outstanding people among them. Because of his strength, it is undeniable that although Zhou Cang's force value is not first-rate, his ability to withstand blows is obvious.

No, he was shot by Zhao Yun, but he was still alive and well, as if nothing had happened.

Seeing that all his men were killed in battle, Zhou Cang's eyes bulged, completely ignoring Zhao Yun who was still blocking him in front of him.

"Wait! Wait!"

At this moment, another general suddenly emerged from the bandits, wearing leather armor and wielding a mountain axe.

Without saying a word, a heavy ax struck directly in front of him. Zhao Yun was full of energy. He crossed Zhou Cang and suddenly thrust upward. The bright silver spear and silver dragon unsheathed and collided with the ax blade. With a "Clang!" It was a heavy ax with an angry blow, but it changed direction instantly after being blocked by it.

"If you dare to hurt the leader of the village today, you will pay with your life! If you are willing to give up your horse, I can spare your life if I am in a good mood!"

Pei Yuanshao failed to hit a single blow and did not continue to attack. He just reined in his horse and stood proudly with an ax in one hand.

He didn't have as good a mentality as Zhou Cang. Most of the dead bandits belonged to his subordinates. No matter what, he had to give an explanation to those brothers.

But it was clear that he had chosen the wrong master.

For generals, the importance of war horses is self-evident. It can be said that without war horses, the strength of generals is directly equivalent to losing half of their combat power. In addition, the battlefield situation is changing rapidly, which requires more flexibility. Mobility, and compared with war horses, human legs are not on the same level at all.

Therefore, military generals pay special attention to their horses, fearing that they may be a little wronged.

Although Pei Yuanshao's voice is not as bad as taking away a wife and daughter, for Zhao Yun, it is also an excuse to start to reserve hidden energy.

He immediately became furious, his face turned red, and he thrust the spear in his hand into the ground. His extremely cold eyes were fixed on Pei Yuanshao, who still didn't know what was going on.

Pei Yuanshao was still unyielding, and even Zhou Cang felt that what he said was a bit excessive.

He was just about to remind him that the enemy in the stronghold was at a disadvantage now. Those yellow scarf bandits who were standing and talking without any pain in their backs had no intention of helping them. They were already breaking up and fleeing. Now that they heard that it was Zhao Yun, they were naturally even more displeased. Dare to go out and fight against him.Before that, they repeatedly warned Pei Yuanshao that the other party's martial arts skills must not be underestimated.

It was precisely this sentence that made Pei Yuanshao feel a little uncomfortable.

It was enough to have the village leader Zhou Cang on his head, but now Zhao Yun appeared out of nowhere and sat on his head to shit and urinate, but his companions still tried to persuade him to be generous.

Seeing that Zhao Yun was already approaching again, although Pei Yuanshao looked down on Zhao Yun in his heart, after the blow just now, he roughly deduced the opponent's true strength.

Much stronger than the village leader, but still far from the level of crushing.

The leader of the village, Zhou Cang, is extremely physically strong, and his tendons can perfectly block any attack. With him covering up and attacking from left to right, with two against one, it is possible that he can still lose to the opponent.

Zhou Cang saw Pei Yuanshao's intention, and although it was a bit difficult to say it, he decided to speak it out.

"Stop fighting, we are not opponents, let them go!"

Pei Yuanshao was stunned. What nonsense was the village leader talking about? He saw that the person in the car was no ordinary person. He was escorted by such elite soldiers. It was enough to show that his status was definitely no less than that of a county guard. If he could be tied up, , and then ask for a large ransom, the tribesmen in the village will be happy, and they will have pie in the sky without going out to work, so why not do it.

Besides, so many of his subordinates have died. Regardless of whether he wins this time or not, his status will decline rapidly. Without the support of so many people, his right to speak will soon be diluted. At that time, it was unknown whether the villagers were still surnamed Zhou or Pei.

He absolutely cannot tolerate such a situation.

So, regardless of Zhou Cang's objections, he immediately summoned all the remaining troops, intending to surround Zhao Yun, who looked calm.

At this moment, Zhou Cang suddenly slapped Pei Yuanshao hard on the face.

Don't know the times!

It was obvious that he had fallen into a headwind, but he was still thinking wildly, seizing people and horses, and spitting obscene words from time to time. If Zhou Cang had not been in a different camp at this time, he would have transformed into a violent warrior and cut Pei Yuanshao into pieces.

But now, let’s not mention Zhao Yun for the moment. It is obvious that those white-horse Yi Cong who are eyeing him eagerly are not something they can deal with. I am afraid that once they become cruel, if Zhao Yun is killed, with the blessing of extreme indignation, these White Horse Yi Cong It is still unknown what kind of combat effectiveness it can achieve.

"Master of the village, don't worry. Just chop off his head and sacrifice it to the mountain behind. It's our turn to become famous!"

Zhao Yun had no intention of stopping. As Zhao Yun shook the spear in his hand rapidly, its body began to undergo drastic changes.

"Are you two going to forget me?"

Zhou Cang sighed and took out the sword in his hand again, looking ashamed.

He was sorry for the supporters who had been following them. If he hadn't been greedy and inferior to others, how could he have achieved such a result. Looking at many of his companions who were shot into the shape of hedgehogs, a sense of powerlessness suddenly emerged in his heart. .

He didn't want to continue fighting like this. There were only a few hundred Han soldiers at the moment, and even the [-] soldiers beside the chariot showed no motivation to move forward, which showed that they had great trust in these cavalry who were skilled in bows and horses.

It also proved exactly what they thought, the lethality caused by Baima Yicong even exceeded Zhao Yun's imagination.

There were only a few hundred people, and dense arrows fell rapidly from the sky dome, eventually taking away the remaining bandits.

If these white horse Yicong hadn't taken away most of the bandits, Zhao Yun would have definitely fallen into the dilemma of fighting alone.

Zhou Cang felt fear in his heart, and the sword skills in his hands began to become messy and unorganized. Pei Yuanshao felt it most clearly on the side, but he was already unable to withstand Zhao Yun's attack and had no chance to breathe.

The gunshots that followed followed him with an overwhelming momentum. If Pei Yuanshao hadn't had some martial arts skills, he would have been filled with hatred right now.

Even so, the simple leather armor Pei Yuanshao wore faced the powerful and heavy spear.But it also seemed a little powerless.

There seemed to be a lot of wounds on his body, and in the blink of an eye, the blood was soaked all over the leather armor.

Zhou Cang on the side quickly swung Zhao Yun away, and under the cover of his troops, he returned to the top of the mountain.

"How do you feel?" Zhou Cang was very worried. Looking at the blood on Pei Yuanshao's body, he felt extremely sad.

If it weren't for his subordinates' desperate efforts to cover up the killing, Pei Yuanshao would have been killed by Zhao Yun long ago.

Even so, Pei Yuanshao still shook his head stubbornly: "As long as you give me a little more time, I will definitely be able to kill him!"

Zhou Cang sighed, with a complex look on his face. After much hesitation, he chose to speak: "In my opinion, it's better to just let it pass. If we continue to struggle, nine out of ten people in the middle of the village will die here."

Although Pei Yuanshao was tortured by injuries, he still looked extremely tough on his face.

"Is this the case? No less than three hundred of our companions in the village are dead. As the leader of the village, you don't care about the villagers, but you are still here. Now that you have taken action, you must continue to the end. How will the leaders of other mountaintops view you and me after such a battle and reconciliation?"

"Sigh. Didn't you see Zhao Yun? With just one shot, you and I have already been injured a lot. If we fight for a few more rounds, we will probably die on the spot. By then, it will be too late to regret. "

With the help of his peripheral vision, Zhou Cang glanced at the car driver below who was still missing, with a solemn expression.

"You and I don't even know who this big shot is, but he does such a bold and reckless thing, lest my village fall into ruin. I am determined to make peace. If you are willing, come. If you are not willing, just rest in peace and recover, and don't do it again. Such a reckless thing!”

Pei Yuanshao looked shocked.

After talking about this for a long time, I finally chose the most humiliating way.

surrender?

surrender!

He was unwilling, or rather unwilling, to surrender to Zhao Yun.

I am a king of the mountain, and I usually have no trouble with the county. Now I just robbed Zhao Yun, but it made the leader of the village so worried. If this goes on, sooner or later, the village will also do the same. Falling into pieces.

In this case, why don't I take this opportunity to build up the prestige in the village? If I can capture Zhao Yun, wouldn't I still have no reputation?joke.

Zhou Cang looked ashamed and flushed at these words, and turned away, unwilling to continue speaking.

Pei Yuanshao continued to ask: "In the past, when I followed you, I thought it would be the beginning of a bright future. Unexpectedly, I ended up in this situation. I am not willing to accept it. You can do whatever you want. I will never surrender. Yes, do whatever you want!"

Immediately, these words caused a sea of ​​excitement among the bandits.

Even after experiencing a wave of fire from the White Horse Yi Cong, there were still no less than [-] people, although nearly [-]% of them were remnants of the original Yellow Turbans.

Zhou Cang's eyes looked sad. If it was true as Pei Yuanshao said, even another 1 people would not be enough for him.

Previously, when facing the white horse Yi Cong with strong bows and powerful crossbows, the yellow turban remnants under his command were completely disorganized in the fight. They only knew how to rush forward without thinking that the power of those powerful crossbows was enough to penetrate them at close range. The armor has amazing defensive power, not to mention that bandits like them have no chance to come into contact with the power of the armor.

When he summoned his subordinates to take care of him, he planned to walk to Yuan Shao's car.

Suddenly, one of the remaining bandits spoke up and said, "The leader of the village is very skilled in martial arts and is an unparalleled talent!"

Zhou Cang listened to these words, but it was as if he was mercilessly mocking himself. If he was really an unparalleled talent, how could he end up like this in just a few rounds.

"I should encourage myself to rush forward. Considering how chivalrous my village leader is, if I rush into the matter and commit myself to a thief, wouldn't it ruin my reputation and spread the word? The prestige of the village leader will also plummet. In my opinion, if we can't capture and kill Zhao Yun, It’s really hard to calm down the anger of other companions!”

As soon as the words fell, many people immediately came out and sternly stated that they would never surrender. He was just a small Zhao Yun with only a few hundred people. How could he be the opponent of thousands of them!
Zhou Cang was very pleased.

Pei Yuanshao, who was in the rear, showed a strange smile, staring blankly at the back of Zhou Cang who was about to set off, and from time to time he let out subtle noises.

(End of this chapter)