Imperial Power Of Han Dynasty

Although the armor was worn out, he didn't care at all, showing a confident temperament on his body. Especially surrounded by more than a hundred riders around him, it seemed like Zhongxing Pengyue, but also surrounded by his extraordinary temperament.

"Huh, that's it?" A profound armor knight next to him frowned as he saw the black smoke from a distance.

"It seems that a village was burned?"

Zhao Yun frowned.

It turns out that this big eyebrow, the white horse silver gun, is Zhao Yun who defected to Gongsun Zan. Since Gongsun Zan Yijing's defeat, the Youzhou Army fled in all directions. Zhao Yun was unwilling to defect to Yuan Shao, so he stayed in Youzhou and called the remnant soldiers to prepare to fight against Yuan Shao. .

The Xuanjia knight who just spoke was Gongsunxu, the son of Gongsun Zan. After Gongsun Zan’s defeat, Yuan Shao dispatched troops to arrest Gongsunxu, for fear of the resurgence of Gongsun’s family in Youzhou. When Gongsunxu was about to be captured, it was thanks to Zhao Yunzong. The horse came out and retreated Yuan Jun.

Zhao Yun frowned: "If there is a situation, follow me!"

The Bai Longju under his crotch made a long hiss and galloped out, galloping above the wilderness like a white lightning, throwing away the hundreds of cavalry behind him. Gongsun Xu hurriedly called out, holding the reins, and followed closely behind Zhao Yun with Hundreds of horses, and drove forward all the way.

The little white dragon horse under Zhao Yun's crotch was very good, so he left the team far away and was the first to reach the flame burning place, his complexion suddenly changed.

There are flames burning raging on more than a dozen houses, and not far away are the corpses of villagers piled up like a mountain. The scene before me is like purgatory on earth.

"Damn it! Was it the gangster or the barbarian?" Although Zhao Yun was furious, he was still undisturbed, thinking about who did the disaster in front of him.

It didn't take long for Gongsunxu to catch up with Baiyu, and he couldn't help but change when he saw this scene. They are all warriors in the Gongsun army who have experienced many battles. The scenes of fighting and bleeding on the battlefield have long been commonplace, but the officers and the army oppressing the people are at most demanding food and grass. As for killing people and burning houses, they cannot be done by officials of.

"Bo Yan, lead some people to fight the fire." Zhao Yun turned around and ordered: "Come a few people, follow me to the corpse and see if there are any living people."

"promise!"

The division of labor was clear. Gongsun Xu led most of the people to fight the fire, while Zhao Yun jumped off the horse with a few people and rushed to the corpse.

These people have been dead for a whole day. The blood has dried up, changing from bright red to crimson, and even faintly showing a dark color. Everyone’s face is pale and rigid. Many flies are flying back and forth with interest and enjoy With a rare buffet.

A stench rushed over his face, and more than a dozen Youzhou soldiers couldn't help frowning, but Zhao Yun didn't hesitate to insert the bright silver spear into the ground and rushed to whisper.

"Is anyone still alive?"

"We are the Youzhou Army and are here to save everyone!"

"A living person squeaks out, we can save you."

More than a dozen Gongsun Jun turned over the mountain of corpses and looked for them one by one, but almost every corpse had become cold and stiff, and it was not known how long it was dead.

At this moment, a faint groan came out.

"water……"

Zhao Yun smiled and hurriedly leaned forward, holding the groaning boy in his arms, turning around and shouting, "Where is the water?"

The Youzhou Army next to him hurriedly removed the water bag around his waist and handed it to Zhao Yun.

"Water is coming." Zhao Yun yelled softly, handed the mouth of the water bag to the young man's mouth, and gently fed it in.

Grumbling.

Zhao Yun's movements were very gentle, for fear of choking him, he slowly fed a few mouthfuls, and the young man let out a sigh of satisfaction, slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was a kind and gentle face.

"Thanks...thank you." The boy whispered.

"It's okay." Zhao Yun comforted and hugged him gently.

Gongsun Xu, who was on the side, leaned over, looked at the injuries on the boy's body, and couldn't help but said with emotion: "Good boy, such a long scar can survive, and his life is hard enough."

There was a long and narrow scar on the back of this young man, but it slowly condensed after hemorrhage, and luckily he saved his life.

After a while, the young man finally opened his eyes with difficulty.

"Child, what is your name?" Zhao Yunwen said.

"My, my name is Zhou Qing." The young man said with difficulty.

"Don't be afraid, we are Youzhou soldiers, you are safe." Zhao Yun asked: "What the **** is going on? Who set the village on fire and killed so many people?"

As soon as the young man heard this question, he immediately became energetic and forced himself to sit up and gritted his teeth.

"Wuhuan people, **** Wuhuan people!"

"They burned, killed, looted, killed my mother, killed Coyotito and Xiaofeng..."

Having said this, the young man couldn't help but shed tears, washed away the blood stains on his face, suddenly groaned, and lay back in Zhao Yun's arms. It turned out to be emotional and fainted again.

"Goddamn Wuhuan!"

Gongsun Xu snorted: "Daddy, the old man is right. The barbarians are all foreign tigers and wolves. They don't do human affairs in human skin. They only hate that Daddy didn't drive them to death, causing such a disaster today."

Gongsun Zan originally advocated a radical policy against Wuhuan, leading the army to guard Youzhou, and killing the Wuhuan people when they saw Wuhuan people. Therefore, the Wuhuan people were terrified like tigers. Since Gongsun Zan's defeat, these Wuhuan people are naturally a lot bolder. .

Zhao Yun stood up silently and handed the young man in his arms to a Youzhou soldier, without saying a word, his expression deep.

"Zilong, what's wrong with you?" Gongsun continued to ask him with concern.

Zhao Yun said coldly: "Wuhuan people are really hateful. They dare to enter my Han realm to burn, kill, and looting. They are really defiant."

"Who said no?" Gongsun continued sighed: "If Daddy's white horse Yicong is still there, I would not dare to take the courage from them. Now, oh..."

"What if there is no white horse? Isn't there still us?"

Zhao Yun sternly said: "Bo Yan, lead his army to pursue these Wuhuan people and fight against them, how about?"

"What?" Gongsun Xu was taken aback: "Just us, Zilong, are you kidding me?"

Gongsun Xu hoped that Zhao Yun was joking, but Zhao Yun's expression was extremely serious, and his expression changed when he saw it.

"Zilong, you have to think clearly!" Gongsun Xu grabbed Zhao Yun's shoulder and solemnly said: "Wuhuan people don't know how many there are, but we can only be brothers of the hundred!"

He turned around and persuaded Zhao Yun: "We are these people. If we are all done, how can we raise troops in the future?"

"If even the people can't protect them, what soldiers will be deployed!"

Zhao Yun stepped forward and shouted: "Yun is determined to pursue the Wuhuan pirates, to avenge the people! The courageous man can go with the cloud, and those who do not want to go, Yun will never force it!"