I rode and slashed unparalleled in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 17 Bingzhou Brotherhood

As the saying goes, a person cannot stand without faith, and an industry cannot prosper without faith. Wang Mang and Sima Yi of the Han Dynasty were both powerful men who understood this very well, and they directly exchanged the reputation they had accumulated throughout their lives for a huge dynasty.

This is the reality, and it is certainly the same in games. In the True Three Worlds, a person's reputation can affect everything from the attitude of various forces towards him, to the discounts given by merchants.

Although Su Yao doesn't have such a big reputation spending project now, he doesn't intend to waste his precious reputation points on this garbage.

But this does not mean that he will let war criminals slip through the net. The trial will definitely come, and he will never accept being late.
--call out
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Commander Baiqi, who had just ran out of the tent, was shot through the heart by an arrow.

"what?"

"Who?!"

The crowd looked for clues and saw that the archer was none other than the Wang who had been bullied before. This beautiful woman was now dressed in military uniform and standing with a bow. Her stern face was in sharp contrast to her previous appearance, which could not bear to be insulted.

"Swallow?!" Cheng Lian exclaimed and then sighed, "Your archery skills are still so accurate."

It turns out that the two were childhood neighbors. Due to different life circumstances, one joined the army and left, while the other married far away and became a woman. They met again on this battlefield.

The woman came and stopped for a moment in front of Cheng Lian. After nodding, she came to bow to Su Yao.

"Ms. Wang thanks General for rescuing me, and even more so for fulfilling my mission of shooting my enemy!"

Su Yao waved his hand
"You don't need to thank me. You can kill the enemy with one arrow, which not only enhances the power of my Han family woman, but also solves my troubles. This is enough."

After saying that, Su Yao stopped looking at them and walked away.

Outside the tent, more than 40 rescued villagers and 78 captured prisoners stared at him with hundreds of pairs of eyes, waiting for their fate to come.

With the heavy air and complicated eyes, Su Yao, who became the focus of all this, couldn't help but pause for a moment.

The powerful engine of this game sometimes makes him have strange illusions, especially those NPCs. Each of these public faces even has an independent model, and the differences and micro-expressions are carefully drawn. According to his actions, he will also There are different changes. At first glance, there may even be an illusion, as if those NPCs are not AI settings but real people.

The development of science is really changing with each passing day, but sometimes it’s too real and it’s a little too perceptive, isn’t it?

Su Yao shook his head, with a sullen face, throwing away the messy thoughts and focusing on the matter at hand.

This time, because there were too many enemy troops and the surrender was too quick and they needed to collect the prisoners, it seemed that some fish had slipped through the net.

Su Yao had a hunch that judging from the intelligence of these AIs, there might be some new changes next.

But no matter what, his goal of conquering the Qianqi Commander has not changed. If he wants to use his only ten Bingzhou cavalrymen to fight against the regional BOSS who has thousands of cavalry, he must be fast, strict, and defeat the BOSS with lightning speed. After reacting, reduce the number of miscellaneous soldiers as much as possible before calling your subordinates.

Therefore, every minute and every second of this opportunity to play time difference and kill single wild monsters is precious.

So, after handing over the miscellaneous items here to Wang and asking her to take these people and their belongings back to Wubao in Wangjia Village, Su Yao led the knights to replace them with a batch of newly captured mounts, and continued the assault non-stop. .

At night, the Han army's temporary camp in Qixian County was brightly lit.

Cheng Lian each carried a barrel of wine, placed it on the table, and shouted hello.

"Brothers from the Wei family, and Old Hou Song Xian, come and have a drink!"

"Hey, Xiao Cheng, it's been a while since I last saw you. Your face is so red." Hou Cheng picked up the wine barrel, opened it and took a whiff, and was immediately delighted. "It's a good wine. What's going on?"

Cheng Lian smiled and said nothing.

At this time, brothers Wei Xu and Wei Yue also came together. They were more concerned about other things than this sudden banquet:

"Cheng Lian, how are you doing with Fengxian? And Zhang Zhengyi? Why haven't you seen them coming back?"

"Don't worry, Old Wei. It's not easy for a girl from the You family to be a widow. Chief Lu is alive and well, but he needs to rest for a few days. As for Zhang, he has some official duties with the Wang family and will return tomorrow."

"Then let's just continue to herd sheep here?"

The last person to come was Song Xian. He curled his lips and looked gloomy.

"Zhang Zhang is here to enjoy the wine. What do you have to be dissatisfied about? Drink and drink." Hou Cheng patted Song Xian on the back and pulled him to sit down with a smile. The two of them were from the same hometown and had the strongest relationship here.

——"Hey, wait a minute, wait a minute," Cheng Lian said and grabbed the wine from Hou Cheng's arms.

"First of all, this wine is not a reward."

Wei Xu's expression changed when he heard this:
"Cheng Lian, what do you mean? Bringing wine back to the camp without permission is a serious crime. Don't harm us."

"Why is it called privately? Zhang Zhizhi knows it. This is our celebration wine. The chief of our village specially asked Cheng to take it out and share it with everyone."

"Your village chief? Isn't he dead?"

Wei Yue looked confused

"And there is a celebration? What kind of show is this? I just slept in this camp for a day, why did the weather change?"

"Hey, Cheng boy, stop being so pretentious, open the wine first, open the wine!" Hou Chengwan asked frantically.

"Hahaha"

Cheng Lian patted the wine barrel and burst into laughter:
"Don't believe me when I tell you. Today we have lost all our prestige. We defeated hundreds of enemies with ten cavalry. I also killed three in and three out of those barbarian formations, and I was covered in blood.

We have beheaded hundreds of people in these waves and captured nearly a hundred people, including military supplies and horses. At the end of the day, not a single one of us died, but a little unlucky guy got some luck. Do you think it’s time for us to celebrate? "

"(Explicit in Jin dialect) You kid, you haven't even drank yet, why are you so dizzy?" Hou Cheng patted Cheng Lian on the shoulder and took advantage of the opportunity to grab the drink.

"You still don't believe it, do you?" Cheng Lian ducked away with a smile.

"Beheading hundreds and capturing hundreds. None of us are new recruits in the army. With this record, how come the ten of you are reincarnated as overlords and defeated a thousand cavalry?" Song Xian snorted coldly.

"The Thousand Cavalry Team didn't have one, but the Hundred Cavalry Team broke two."

Cheng Lian poured wine for his colleagues

"As for the reincarnation of the Overlord, what you said is quite appropriate. Our new village chief is really (Jin language expletive) outrageous."

"The new chief? Who is it?"

"Are you so capable?"

Seeing that his comrades were aroused, Cheng Lian slapped the table and began to talk about the two battles during the day. He spoke so vividly that everyone felt as if they were actually there and marveled.

"Stronger than Fengxian? Only in his weakest years?"

"You single-handedly defeated the camp?"

"If you draw your bow right away, can you pierce the Yang with a hundred steps?"

"If you don't take action, that's it. If you do, you'll get killed?"

"Come on, come on, come on, come back, the storyteller thinks the story is good, and he may help you arrange some more."

When the wine was full, everyone laughed and slapped the table, with tears streaming down their faces.

"Hey, who made it up to you!" Cheng Lian was anxious.

"Take this story to Mr. Zhang, and ask him to record the merits for you. If you don't scold you so much, my name, Hou Cheng, will be reversed and I will take your last name!" Hou Cheng held a drink in his arms. Tank, laughing.

"Hey, Lao Hou, I think your last name has been changed."

Cheng Lianjiao stepped on the table, smiled and pressed Hou Cheng's head, saying

"Our merits have been recorded"

Deeds can be compiled, but results cannot.

When the two groups of hundreds of people rescued by Su Yao returned to Wangjiacun with prisoners and a large amount of supplies, Zhang Yang's mouth was wide enough to fit a ball in.

(End of this chapter)