Traveling through the Three Kingdoms: She brings unlimited supplies to build infrastructure

Chapter 285 Provocation
Just when the envoy of Yang Le was stripped of his fur and humiliated and expelled from the camp, Chen Bing took action against Zhao Yun outside Linyu City.

The loud sound of the horn resounded through the sky.

Soldiers in black, holding lances high, lined up outside Linyu Pass.

More than [-] people are not enough under a powerful city such as Luoyang.

But when lined up in a small border town like Linyu, it has a full deterrent effect.

Above the military formation, the evil spirit almost condensed into clouds.

A large flag with a black background stood behind the military formation, billowing in the north wind.

A group of knights in black armor ran around the city shouting.

Baima Yicong has been living in the frontier for many years, and he has a deep habit of being a foreigner.

At this time, under the leadership of Xia Houlan, Da Lala became provocative, and all kinds of Northland slang that offended people's ears emerged one after another.

After adding horseshoes, thousands of horseshoes hit the ground, making a sound like muffled rolling thunder.

The shock caused the Linyu defenders on the tower to turn pale.

The eldest son of the Jiang family, Jiang Xuan, was still wearing the white fox fur cloak standing on the tower.

The Jiang family has been in Linyu for generations. When Jiang Xuan grew up to this age, he faced all kinds of flattery and flattery.

The most difficult thing I have ever experienced was just a few groups of Huqi heading south.

With a little charity, those ragged jackals will recede.

At this time, facing the military power, he, who had always had very good eyesight, first turned pale, and then felt a little embarrassed.

He looked around at everyone around him. Even the guards who accompanied him looked ugly.

Suppressing his anger, he was about to order someone to shout, but he heard the military formation in front of the city go silent.

The knights running around the city stopped.

The soldiers separated like a black tide.

A tall general walked out.

The snow particles falling from the sky fell on his shoulders, and the black cloak rustled in the wind.

A black horse under the man's crotch snorted restlessly, walked out of the crowd with broken steps, and walked straight to the city gate.

Jiang Xuan was not a mediocre man who didn't know how to fight. After a little calculation, he found that this man seemed to have arrogantly walked into the shooting range of the archers on the tower.

If you order an arrow to be released at this time...

He suppressed this thought forcibly and squinted his eyes to look at the approaching general.

The distance was a bit far, and he couldn't see clearly the person's appearance, but judging from his stature and courage, he had some guesses in his mind.

He shouted loudly: "But in front of Governor Zhao?"

Xu Du's edict had only arrived at Lingzhi a few days ago. In order to prevent Liaodong's reaction from interfering with the war, Zhao Yunjin's appointment as governor of Youzhou was not widely publicized.

Zhao Yun heard him shouting from the tower and did not refute. He raised his head and looked at Jiang Xuan on the tower in the distance.

"Are you, the thieves, resisting taxes and scorning and humiliating the envoys?"

He rode alone and came to the city to shout.

Zhao Yun's rhetorical question was like a grain of sand in his eyes, a thorn in his flesh, arousing the frustration in Jiang Xuan's heart. He raised his hand fiercely and pressed the female wall: "Zhao Yun, how dare you be so arrogant?"

"Oh?" Zhao Yun rode on the horse easily.

One hand touched the side of Heiyun's neck, and the other hand spread out casually.

So what if you are crazy?

He was clearly looking up at the tower, but his expression made Jiang Xuan feel that he was the one being looked down upon.

"Fire the arrow! Fire the arrow for me!" Jiang Xuan ordered fiercely, regardless of the obstruction of his followers.

Zhao Yun had already received information and was familiar with the temperament of the young man in the city. Zhao Yun knew exactly what kind of gesture to use to anger him.

Seeing the archers on the city with their bows and arrows pointing towards this direction, Zhao Yun raised a relaxed smile.

He took off the silver gun hanging on the side of the saddle and held it in his hand.

The next moment, thousands of arrows fired from the tower.

Arrows shot towards Zhao Yun rapidly.

The overwhelming arrows give people a full sense of visual oppression.When Xia Houlan saw it from behind, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

But Zhao Yun himself is still very relaxed.

Even if he is deliberately provoking, he will not risk his life easily.

Zhao Yun himself was good at shooting, and his position was very accurate.

It's right on the edge of the extreme shooting range. Except for a few with strong arms and good aim, most arrows can't reach this position at all.

He danced with the silver gun in his hand, knocked off arrows, and protected himself and the mount on his crotch. His movements were extremely freehand.

But in the eyes of both parties, he was the one who stood in front of the formation and blocked the rain of arrows.

Such a scene would undoubtedly have a great impact on the morale of both sides.

There were shouts from the rear army formation, but the morale of the defenders on the tower instantly fell to the bottom.

Zhao Yun grabbed the reins of Hei Yun, restraining Hei Yun who was excited by the cheers, and his voice with a smile echoed in the air: "Master Jiang, are you as sick and weak as your father?"

His voice was much quieter when it reached the tower, but it was like a hard slap on Jiang Xuan's face.

Jiang Xuan's mind was buzzing and he continued to say angrily: "Keep shooting arrows!"

He threw away the obstructing entourage and lay on the female wall, expecting to see Zhao Yun shot to death by random arrows.

However, the reality was not what he expected.

After another round of arrows.

Jiang Xuan looked around with a pale face.

The faces of the surrounding soldiers were full of fear, and the fingers of the archers around them were trembling.

And Zhao Yun stood there intact.

"Sure enough, they are all rude people." Zhao Yun shook the tip of his spear, and the red tassels on the wall bloomed like flowers.

He turned the head of the gun, inserted the spear into the ground, took off a charcoal black compound bow, and drew the bow and arrow in one go.

"Be careful, son."

Jiang Xuan's personal followers were very loyal and almost immediately pulled him away and blocked him behind him.

However, if a modern compound bow is used by someone with superior arm strength like Zhao Yun, how can he match the speed?
The dark arrow shot out from the neck, and blood dripped down the arrow.

Zhao Yun hung up his bow and put the gun in his hand, grabbed the reins, and rode back to the formation.

"Waiting for us to teach you what etiquette is."

Jiang Xuan stared blankly at Zhao Yun's retreating figure, his body unable to stop trembling.

Looking at the back, Jiang Xuan seemed to think of the messenger standing in front of his house, Mr. Yu.

The snow that day was piled on Mr. Yu’s shoulders.

The disdain and contempt that I once felt turned into the panic in my heart now.

He looked into the distance with an expression on his face as if he was mourning for his heir.

There used to be a dense forest behind the military formation, but now there was smoke and smoke, and someone was cutting down wood to build siege equipment.

He staggered and took a step back: "Quickly, go to the inn to find Mr. Yu, no, go and ask for Mr. Yu."

Room for change, room for change...

As long as Zhao Yun formally attacks the city, there should be room for change.

He ordered habitually, but did not hear a familiar response.

Looking suddenly, he noticed that he was lying on the ground and had breathed his last breath.

The young man's eyes were wide open, and the snow particles falling in the sky fell right on his dilated pupils.

The people Jiang Xuan sent to invite people left quickly and came back quickly.

"My eldest son, the inn is empty. Even the luggage is nowhere to be found."

Jiang Xuan's body was shaken, he was stunned for a long time, and finally walked down the tower in a daze.

The remaining defenders, whose morale had dropped to the bottom, looked at his back and sighed secretly.

(End of this chapter)