Soldiers come to the world

"Young master, I didn't mean you. You really shouldn't have gone to him. He's a yellow scarf thief. How can he talk about his reputation? Now, we've both been arrested, and our lives are in jeopardy."

Both Liu Jing and Wu Xiu were tied hand and foot and sat side by side on the same horse. Wu Xiu was full of resentment and chattered endlessly.

But Liu Jing bit his lip and said nothing, looking at the big man escorting them from time to time. The leather bag with the copper seal and other credentials was on the big man's back.

The big man was illiterate and didn't know Liu Jing's true identity, but he was very interested in that dagger and was swinging it in his hand. Judging by his expression, he had decided to keep it for himself.

"My lord, what should we do now? We can't go back to Jingzhou, and we might die at the hands of Cao Jun." Wu Xiu became more and more sad when he thought about it, and he burst into tears.

Liu Jing turned around and gave him a hard look, Wu Xiu was too scared to cry anymore, he was also wondering why the young master didn't say a word?

At noon, a horse galloped from afar, and the cavalry shouted: "The general has orders, take a break."

The soldiers sat down to rest one after another, and the escorted big man lifted Liu Jing and the two off their horses, threw them aside, and said viciously: "Give you a rest, and continue to mount your horses later."

The big man sat on the other side and went to play with his new short sword. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Liu Jing spat out a piece of the sword point from his mouth, which made Wu Xiu's eyes widen. it is this.

"Hurry up and cut the rope for me, Cao Jun will kill you immediately." Liu Jing knew in his heart that he stopped after walking for more than [-] miles, so he must have discovered something.

"what about me?"

"Don't talk nonsense, cut it off for me."

Liu Jing cursed in a low voice, the two were back to back, Wu Xiu picked up the tip of the sword with both hands, and cut the rope for Liu Jing with the sharp blade.

'collapse! The rope was cut, and at this moment, there was a commotion ahead, and some soldiers yelled wildly: "Cao Jun is here!"

I saw Cao Jun coming from all directions, completely blocking all the retreat routes of Liu Pi's army. Without the advantage of the terrain, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army suddenly fell into chaos. Fight to the death!"

The army was in chaos, and the situation was extremely critical. Liu Jing turned over and hid behind Wu Xiu, snatching the sword point from his hand. At this moment, the big man who escorted them walked up quickly, grabbed Wu Xiu, and let him go to the horse.

This unique opportunity was seized by Liu Jing. He quickly cut off the rope on his feet, jumped up, grabbed the big man's hair and slammed it into the saddle. At this time, it was not a bridge-shaped saddle, but a cylindrical saddle. There are iron rings on both sides.

'boom! With a muffled sound, the big man's head hit the iron ring heavily, and blood gushed out from his forehead. The big man screamed and covered his forehead with his hands. Seizing this opportunity, Liu Jing grabbed the short sword from his hand and slammed it pierced his back.

The big man fell limply on the ground, Liu Jing quickly cut the ropes on Wu Xiu's hands and feet, grabbed the skin bag from the big man's back, and carried it on his body.

At this time, Cao Jun had rushed into the Yellow Turban Army from all directions. The morale of the Yellow Turban Army collapsed, running around, being slaughtered like cattle and sheep, and the screams resounded through the field.

"Young Master, what shall we... do?" Wu Xiu's voice trembled with fright.

"You idiot, get on your horse and run!"

Liu Jing can't ride a horse, but Wu Xiu can ride it, so he can take him out. Even though it's an old horse, as long as it goes crazy, it might save its life.

At this time, the war horse did not have a stirrup, but there was a single-side stirrup for mounting the horse, and the feet were wrapped in rope loops on both sides.

Wu Xiu's whole body was weak, and he couldn't get on the horse several times. At this moment, several arrows roared and hit the old horse. The old horse hissed and fell to the ground dead.

Dozens of Cao Jun soldiers were rushing towards this side, Liu Jing grabbed Wu Xiu, turned around and ran for about a mile, taking advantage of the chaos, Liu Jing threw himself into the pile of dead bodies , covered his face with blood.

"Hurry up, don't be in a daze!" Liu Jing cursed in a low voice.

Only then did Wu Xiu come to his senses, grabbed the blood from the ground and wiped it on his face, "My lord... you can escape with this way!"

"I don't know either, just take it for a while!"

Liu Jing knew that Cao Jun was surrounded on all sides. Unless he had horses, he would die if he ran out. Even horses were useless. Under the arrows, they would not be able to survive. If Cao Jun didn't clean up the battlefield, maybe he could escape by pretending to be dead. One life.

But thinking about it, it was impossible. Cao Jun would burn the corpses in the end to prevent the plague. Liu Jing felt hopeless for the first time, and wondered if he could escape this time.

The war has gradually come to an end. Dozens of horses galloped towards them. The horses stood beside Liu Jing, and the immediate general was Gao Lan.

A human head was tied under his horse's head. It was Liu Pi, the bandit leader of the Yellow Turban Army. He had been killed by Gao Lan. People are creepy.

Gao Lan shouted an order: "Check the battlefield, and kill all the Yellow Turbans who pretended to be dead!"

Liu Jing's heart sank, this time his life was really in danger, he still hoped to seek Liu Biao's family business, all his dreams were shattered now.

At this time, there was a sudden commotion in the northwest corner, and a soldier shouted: "Liu Bei's army is here!"

In desperation, Liu Jing saw a glimmer of life again. He secretly looked up and saw a team of hundreds of people rushing into Cao's army, holding high a banner with black characters on a yellow background, and writing "Liu" in large characters , Liu Beijun really killed it.

Liu Jing secretly sighed in his heart, but it's a pity that they came a step late, Liu Pi had already been killed, if they knew the news, they would definitely leave immediately.

However, Liu Bei's army was too small, and was soon dispersed by Cao's army. The leading general was not afraid, and single-handedly charged and killed Cao's army, killing Cao's army on their backs.

Gao Lan was very annoyed, "Who the hell is this fierce alone?"

"General, it seems to be Zhao Yun!"

'Zhao Yun! 'Liu Jing's heart lit up, and he seemed to see a glimmer of life again.

At this moment, a long howl came from afar, and the sound became louder and louder, like a dragon going out to sea.

Under the sun, a white-robed silver gun general rushed from a distance. He danced the silver gun in his hand, and the horse Gao Jun under his crotch was brave. He was as imposing as a dragon. The way to go is Zhao Yun, who was ordered by Liu Bei to rescue Liu Pi, but he came a step too late.

"Where is Liu Pi?" Zhao Yun shouted a few dozen steps away.

Gao Lan sneered, "Isn't it just under my horse?"

When Zhao Yun saw Liu Pi's head at a glance, he couldn't help being furious, and urged his horse to charge forward. Dozens of Cao cavalry rushed forward, stabbing Zhao Yun with chaotic spears, surrounding him in groups.

Zhao Yun's horse galloped, with the spear flying in his hand like pear blossoms. In an instant, dozens of Cao Jun's cavalry were killed by him, and the dead bodies were everywhere. Two soldiers fell off the horse, got up and ran.

Zhao Yun rode his horse, leaped over the heads of the two soldiers, killed both soldiers with his backhand, and the two soldiers were pierced through their throats.

As soon as the spear was retracted, a bolt of lightning pierced Gao Lan, shouting like a thunderbolt, "Traitor, take a shot from Zhao Yun!"

Gao Lan roared, and slashed head-on with a knife. The knife was powerful and fast like lightning.

Zhao Yun picked up his silver spear, and took advantage of the situation to pick Gao Lan's knife away. The big gun didn't stop, and with the momentum of the horse, it stabbed towards Gao Lan's face.

Gao Lan slashed through the air, and the sharp tip of the gun was in front of his eyes. He was so shocked that he flicked his head to the left, 'crack! With a sound, the tip of the gun brushed against his face and pierced a long blood groove. Half of his right ear was picked off, and blood gushed out.

Before he could react, Zhao Yun's war horse had already rushed past him. At this moment, Zhao Yun single-handedly swung his gun, and the tip of the gun hit him hard in the back. This is one of Zhao Yun's special skills: "Gun!" Hammer', using the gun head as a hammer, breaks the opponent's spine with powerful force.

Gao Lan only felt the strong wind blowing behind him, and he was terrified. At this time, he had nowhere to hide, so he had to put the knife back, and there was a harsh sound of "dang", and the tip of the gun hit Gao Lan's knife hard. On the pole, the hammer with the head of the gun had at least a hundred catties of force, Gao Lan's tiger's mouth was shattered, the sword was released from his hand, and the blades of the fish scales and iron armor were blown away.

Gao Lan yelled, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his bones were almost shattered, but he was an experienced general on the battlefield after all. With the force of this pump, he slammed the horse and ran away, and he escaped without a trace in a moment.

In fact, Gao Lan's martial arts are also very strong, and he can fight Zhao Yun for at least ten rounds, but Zhao Yun is furious and brave, while Gao Lan is single-handed, flustered, and his martial arts performance is naturally compromised. It made him hard to beat Zhao Yun.

The battle between Zhao Yun and Gao Lan had only one face-to-face, and it was over in an instant, but Liu Jing was stunned by the thrill of this battle. Zhao Yun's speed was so fast, his strength was so strong, and the results were so tragic that Liu Jing was so nervous. Jing couldn't breathe.

He sat up slowly, staring blankly at this famous general through the ages. At this moment, an extremely strong desire surged in his heart, that he, Liu Jing, would also become such a powerful general.

Zhao Yun reined in his horse, glanced at Liu Jing and Wu Xiu, and saw that their faces were covered with blood, but they were not dressed like Yellow Turbans, so he didn't have time to ask, so he said, "Run! You can't escape killing by pretending to be dead. "

He turned his horse's head to leave, Wu Xiu said urgently: "This general, this is the son of Liu Zhou Mu of Jingzhou, who is in trouble here, please save our lives, the Zhou Mu will be very grateful!"

Zhao Yun was taken aback for a moment, but then shook his head, "I can't save you, you go away!"

He urged the horse to run, and just after a dozen steps, Liu Jing shouted: "General Zilong, do you really want to leave us alone?"

Zhao Yun's body shook slightly, but he didn't stop. He ran for more than a hundred steps, but he led two horses and ran back. He took a deep look at Liu Jing, "Get on your horses quickly and rush out with me."

Wu Xiu was overjoyed, this is to save them, he quickly got on his horse and pulled the reins, Zhao Yun frowned when he saw that Liu Jing didn't move, "Why don't you get on the horse?"

Liu Jing has learned simple horse riding and knows some basic skills, but he doesn't have the ability to control the horse when he is asked to gallop the horse. Liu Jing sighed, "Go away! I don't know how to ride a horse, and I will hurt you."

"My lord, we can ride a horse together." Wu Xiu said aside.

Zhao Yun didn't adopt this plan, he urged his horse up, grabbed Liu Jing with one arm, picked him up, put him on the back of his horse, "Hold my waist tight!"

Zhao Yun urged the horse to gallop, he knew in his heart that only his war horse could carry the two and gallop, other horses could not run fast with the two on their backs, and would drag himself down instead.

Liu Jing did not hug his back, but clamped the horse's belly with his legs, leaned on Zhao Yun's back, and stabilized his body. He took off the round shield from Zhao Yun's back and held the short sword in one hand.

Liu Jing was actually smarter than anyone else, if he hugged Zhao Yun's waist tightly, wouldn't he become a meat target.

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