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

Chapter 99 Blade's Edge

"Everyone, what kind of justice do you want?"

A deep and steady voice asked in the dead silence.

This voice was not loud, but it instantly broke the silence in the field.

wow——

Like a ladle of cold water poured into a frying pan, a loud noise immediately appeared on the school grounds.

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

They just followed the atmosphere and shouted, and then followed the atmosphere and fell silent.

At this time, he came back to his senses and asked the people next to him without realizing the commotion.

"They're coming! They're coming! Line up! Run!"

There were horrified and contradictory shouts from the crowd.

Line up or run?Who is coming?

He was still curious and didn't know what was going on. He looked around innocently and confused. Naturally, the people around him couldn't give him an answer.

As some people started shouting and running away, even though many people did not see where the enemy was or heard any strange noises, they still joined the ranks of turmoil and panic.

Several arrows were shot crookedly, crossing several arcs, and stuck chaotically a few steps in front of the war horse.

Zhao Yun rode on his horse Bai Yun expressionlessly, watching the people in the distance making a mess, tearing and trampling each other.

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

He was gentle and gentle in his dealings with others, and never relied on force to bully others. After fighting for many years in troubled times, he still showed kindness to civilians and innocent people.

Outside of the battlefield, he was never willing to cause more killings.

But on the battlefield, he didn't mind using any quick and tough methods to deal with enemies and quell disputes.

At this time, facing these Xiaoxiao bandits who were causing chaos before fighting, he also treated them with caution and seriousness.

He raised his spear high and moved forward.

This group of White Horse Yicong have experienced several life-and-death battles together, and have already developed an extraordinary tacit understanding and momentum.

The people who were in a chaotic mess could only hear the thunderous rumble of horse hooves coming from far and near.

The dozens of riders in the lead had already crashed into the crowd.

The knights on the horses are all majestic warriors wearing armor and carrying swords, and the horses are also fine horses carefully bred in the north.

In contrast, these originally chaotic mobs, armed with weapons and arrogant in the shadows of the village, were like chickens and tile-roofed dogs in front of the real army, shattered with one blow.

Groups of cavalry plowed through the school grounds like rakes, dividing the crowd that was originally crowded together.

People like tigers, horses like dragons, galloping through the crowd, swords dancing, this should have been a one-sided massacre.

However, the long knife was raised, the blade turned, and when it hit the person, it turned into the back of the knife.

However, even with the back of the knife and the impact of the war horse, when it was struck across the face, it could still leave swollen black and purple bruises half a finger high and the color of mulberry on the body.

What's more, when the long knife strikes and the bright silver blade gradually enlarges in the sight, it gives people a terrifying experience of near-death, which can break many people's psychological defenses in an instant.

For a moment, the school grounds were filled with howls of ghosts and wolves, and many people screamed and lay down on the ground, the yellow mud under their crotches soaking wet.

Of course, not everyone is lucky. There are also those who cannot dodge and are trampled directly by the horse's hooves, causing their bones to be broken, tendons to be broken, and their brains to burst.

If anyone still wants to fight back with a knife, all the people in the circle around him will be chopped down to the ground with his deadly hands.

On the battlefield, luck is also a part of strength, and you can't blame anyone even if you die.

Some were strong and agile, taking advantage of their small bodies to avoid collisions. Seeing the opening, they stepped over the fallen people and ran out.

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

Immediately, a knight wandering around the periphery rode up to catch up with him. Whether he struck back with the blade or the back of the blade depended on whether the knight he was chasing was more lethal or not.

Zhao Yun's order was to use the back of the sword if necessary and save his life.But how to define non-essential situations, in the ever-changing battlefield, everyone has a standard in mind.

When the cavalry rushed into the crowd at the school grounds, the leader surnamed Deng who was standing on the high platform jumped off the high platform with agility that was inconsistent with his fat body, and turned around to escape.

It's a pity that he is standing alone on the high platform, and he has such a fat appearance with a completely different style, so he has long been on the list of important care.

A group 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. With a free sweep, the area in front of him was cleared.

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

In the end, together with a few trembling people, they were surrounded at a dirt barrier.

"But Captain Zhao? This villain is a member of the Gongsun family! We just want to go to the main house to meet Lady Gongsun. If there is anything wrong, we can talk about it. There is no need to go into such a big fight, it will hurt the peace!"

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

When he saw the tall horses surrounding him, he shed big drops of sweat and slid down his plump cheeks.

He Zhou, who was following Zhao Yun, couldn't help but sneer after hearing this. This fat man actually had a clever mouth. How could he meet Lady Gongsun?

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

He bared his teeth in pain and looked back, and indeed Ding Li was blowing his beard and staring at him.

Not daring to make a mistake, he quickly put the expression on his face away.

The words of the leader surnamed Deng also made Zhao Yun raise his eyebrows, "Since we want to have a good conversation, why not put down the sword?"

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

As he said that, he slowly put down the long knife in his hand.

"Tie him up!" Zhao Yun signaled to He Zhou.

In the battle of Yangqiuli, because Zhao Yun took the lead, he originally selected several people from the army to serve as personal guards and died in the battle.

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

Young people like He Zhou naturally came into his sight, and he summoned his servants before the battle.

This was Zhao Yun's test for him.

After receiving the order, He Zhou dismounted, took out the leather rope from the horse's backpack, and strode forward.

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

"You fat man has a clever tongue and a good tongue."

The riots in the school grounds have been suppressed, and it is almost impossible for the situation to change again.

He Zhou was teasing and mocking the leader surnamed Deng, shaking off the leather rope, and was about to ask him to hold out his hand obediently.

But he saw that the leader named Deng's originally bent waist suddenly straightened up like the rebound of a long bow, and a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The long knife that was deliberately thrown on the tip of the toe returned to the hand as soon as he raised his foot.

Using the posture of receiving the knife, he twisted his waist, and the blade of the knife moved towards He Zhou's waist.

He Zhou, who was relaxed because the situation on the field had been decided, looked down upon the leader named Deng who was fat and covered in oil and sweat.

At this time, he was defenseless. Even if he took half a step back, sucked in his abdomen and chest, he could not escape the attack range of the long sword.

He Zhou felt a chill in his heart and watched in despair as the long knife came with the sound of wind.

Just listen to a muffled scream.

The sound of sharp weapons 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 fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)