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

Chapter 44 Captive
"If you don't let go, Zilong's waist will be broken by your embrace." This was Xia Houlan's teasing voice.

"Zixiu, don't talk nonsense!" This was Zhao Yun's voice warning Xia Houlan.

Safe!
Gongsun Yan took a quick breath and raised his head from Zhao Yun's arms.

Several people immediately stood by the road, and there was no sign of the barbarians in front of them.

Seeing Gongsun Yan's nervous look, Xia Houlan wanted to tease him, but then he saw Zhao Yun glance down at Gongsun Yan and then give him a warning glance.

Xia Houlan clicked his tongue and said nothing. He patted Gongsun Cheng, who was still sleeping in his arms, and stood up and dismounted at the same time as Zhao Yun.

There was nothing behind Gongsun Yan, and she subconsciously looked back.

Not far away, there were dozens of corpses crouching or lying down, and several war horses that had lost their owners were pacing nearby. The gurgling blood dyed a large area of ​​land red, and they gathered into small small pits in the mud pits trampled by the horses' hooves. pool of blood.

Looking through the brown windshield, it looks like a grotesque and terrifying picture.

Even with the hood on, she could smell the rusty smell of blood and the stench of sewer.

Everything else was fine, with a hole in the throat or multiple holes in the body. One unlucky guy was chopped into two pieces with a sharp knife. The pressure in the body cavity spurted out the fragments of internal organs and blood. The colorful things in the intestines were spread all over the ground for several meters.

His war horses surrounded their master, lowered their heads and cupped the corpse's face, and let out a low whine. The horses' hooves trampled, repeatedly trampling the organs into the soft mud soaked in blood.

Gongsun Yan subconsciously looked at the Yan Ling knife in Xia Houlan's hand.

A line of blood followed the staggered silver blood groove of the cold and sharp blade, winding down, complementing the ink-filled vermilion pattern on the blade, and finally slowly dripped from the tip of the blade to the ground.

A surge of sour water surged up from his stomach. Gongsun Yan looked away as if he was electrocuted, swallowed hard, and suppressed his nausea.

Zhao Yun, who had taken off his helmet, stretched out his hand from the side, held her waist, lifted her off the horse, and placed her on the ground.

When her feet touched the ground, Gongsun Yan found that her unpromising feet were a little weak. He hurriedly grabbed Zhao Yun's arm with one hand and grabbed the saddle with the other.

"Ms. Gongsun, are you okay?" Zhao Yun pulled the white horse so that the horse's body blocked Gongsun Yan's sight.

"No... burp!" Gongsun Yan burped, and she hurriedly covered her mouth to suppress the raging vomiting.

She knew they could escape unscathed, but she never expected that Zhao Yun and Xia Houlan could exert such force and end the battle almost like a massacre.

Is this the high-end combat power in this world?
Zhao Yun raised his hand, wanting to pat her on the back, but he put it down again because he was afraid that the blood in his body would hit her.

Many soldiers who were new to the battlefield would have this reaction. She did an excellent job by not throwing up in her hat on the spot.

"I'm fine, go get busy!"

Gongsun Yan was a very shameless person at times. She couldn't let herself vomit in front of Zhao Yun, so she pushed him and asked him to stay away from her for the time being.

Although Zhao Yun was worried, he turned around to deal with the battlefield matters first - they left one person alive.

As soon as he turned around, he heard the sound of Gongsun Yan running to the side and vomiting while holding on to a tree.Zhao Yun held the silver spear and stopped his feet.

He hesitated for a moment, did not look back, and continued to walk towards a Hu man covered in blood.

This Hu man was young, with fancy colorful ropes in his braids, and a hole as big as a cup opening on his right shoulder blade. There were blood clots in his mouth and nose, and he was crawling and struggling in the bloody mud, trying to reach the fallen gun. Scimitar.

Zhao Yun held up his spear to stop Xia Houlan who was about to step forward: "If a weak rabbit is dying, you can especially step on an eagle. Zi Xiu can hold the young master in his arms. Don't step forward easily."

When Xia Houlan heard this, he had no choice but to stop and let Zhao Yun step forward with a gun to investigate.

Hearing Zhao Yun's approaching footsteps, the young Hu man turned his head, his face full of fear and panic.

It was the Han general in front of him who killed Tu Ta, the bravest of their tribe, with one shot and dismounted him with another shot.

"Don't come here!" The Hu youth shouted in Wuhuan dialect, and with his left hand that could still move, he grabbed a ball of blood mud from under his body and threw it at Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun ducked sideways, and his unhurried approach pressed against the Hu man's young man's nerves, putting tremendous pressure on him.

"Where are you from?" Zhao Yun asked in Wuhuan dialect.

Wuwan Zaqi, who has been fighting in the north all year round and was in charge of Liu Bei for a period of time in Qingzhou, both he and Xiahoulan can speak some simple Wuhuan dialect.

Zhao Yun picked up the scimitar on the flying ground, stepped forward with his boots, and pointed the tip of the spear at the chest of the foreign youth, "Say."

The sharp spear point was pressed against his chest, and the young Hu man burst into tears: "Spare me, please, spare me, as long as you spare me, I will say anything."

Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows in disbelief and did not answer the Hu man's words: "Where are you from?"

"Qian'an, we come from Qian'an."

Zhao Yun's expression changed.

Qian'an is only a hundred miles away from Lingzhi, so why are there so many Huqi in Qian'an?

"Nonsense." Xia Houlan scolded, "Lingzhi is the lair of the Gongsun family. How can we tolerate you bastards wandering around in such a close place?"

"I didn't lie!" The Hu man wanted to raise his hand but was stopped by Zhao Yun's gun. He shook his head anxiously, fearing that Zhao Yun would stab him to death when he heard that he lied. My nephew was traveling south from Liucheng to trade horses with the Gongsun family. When the young commander heard that Gongsun Zan still had an orphan alive, he privately led us south to intercept and kill him."

Zhao Yun couldn't help but frown tightly, "The matter of Gongsun Zan's orphan has not been made public. How did you trade horses to know such a confidential matter?"

The young Hu man coughed and vomited out some blood clots. If it were not for the desire to survive, he would have fallen asleep due to blood loss.

He breathed rapidly and licked his bloody lips, foaming at the corners of his mouth, "The young handsome man was at Gongsun's residence on the day when someone came to report the news."

(End of this chapter)