Soldiers come to the world

The Lord Jiang Jin heard that Zhao Yun was in the army, and he was secretly happy. He attacked the cottage last night and nearly 2000 people were killed or injured. He was worried that he could not explain to the Lord. If he could catch Zhao Yun, maybe he could redeem his crimes. At this moment, he made up his mind. Immediately ordered, "Capture Zhao Yun alive!"

Cao Jun's soldiers came from all directions, Zhao Yun was not afraid, and with a flick of his silver spear, he rushed into the enemy groups like a storm, and people turned their backs wherever they passed.

But Zhao Yun took the two of them with him, he didn't love to fight, and he didn't rush towards the dense enemy group. He tried to find a place with as few people as possible to break through. Behind him, Wu Xiu hugged the horse's neck tightly, and kept urging the horse to follow Zhao Yun closely. Zhao Yun was as careful as a hair. , Never leave the danger behind, so that Wu Xiu is basically not attacked.

But just like this, the danger Zhao Yun faced was multiplied several times. Many enemy troops that he obviously could ignore were threatening the people behind him, so he had to rush forward to deal with them, which made his situation extremely dangerous.

At this time, Liu Jing played a role. Although he was not good at riding a horse, he was strong and strong. He used a shield to block from left to right, and helped Zhao Yun defuse the danger of cold stabs several times.

"General, beware of a tripping rope ahead!"

Liu Jing's eyes were sharp, and he found a few tight ropes on the ground, but Zhao Yun didn't see them. He was startled, and when he lifted the reins of the horse, the horse jumped up and passed a few bridle ropes. A few tripping ropes flew away, so that the horses behind were not affected.

The horse galloped away, and Zhao Yun broke out in a cold sweat. He was not afraid of an upright fight, but he was afraid of such an unpredictable plot.

"Thank you son!" He expressed his gratitude to Liu Jing for the first time.

Liu Jing said proudly, "I'm not useless, am I?"

"Young Master's reaction is very sharp. It is the material for martial arts. I suggest that you learn martial arts, and you will surely succeed."

Liu Jing laughed, "Based on Chang Shan Zhao Zilong's words, I, Liu Jing, decided to learn martial arts."

"But first learn to ride a horse!"

Both of them laughed, Zhao Yun cheered up, greeted Wu Xiu, and urged the horse to rush towards the northwest corner. This was the last obstacle. After passing this barrier, they would be safe.

In the northwest corner, Yu Jin had been waiting for a long time. He took off his strong bow and reached for the quiver on his back. When he touched the arrow feathers, he hesitated for a moment and reached out to another soldier, "Give me the arrow!"

The soldier took out a medicine arrow and handed it to Yu Jin, who strung the arrow and stared coldly at Zhao Yun who was rushing towards him. Standing under a large flag, he slowly drew the bowstring.

At this moment, Zhao Yun yelled and rushed into the enemy group. The silver spear flew like a pear blossom, and like a bird chasing a phoenix, dozens of people were stabbed to death by him in an instant. Cao Jun yelled in fright and retreated one after another.

"you go first!"

Zhao Yun turned around and yelled, Wu Xiu's face was pale, his legs clamped on his horse, he rushed out of the battlefield first, and ran towards the northwest direction.

Zhao Yun swung his spear and stabbed more than a dozen people, blocking the soldiers who were chasing him. At this moment, an extremely burly tooth general rushed to his horse. He raised his hand, and a spear flew towards Zhao Yun's right side. Come, as fast as a swift shadow, Liu Jing saw the spear and raised his shield to meet it.

Out of the corner of Zhao Yun's eye, he noticed Liu Jing's actions. He was taken aback and shouted, "Don't force it!"

But it's too late, 'snap! With a sound, the shield was shattered, and Liu Jing's arm seemed to be broken, and he cried out in pain. The huge impact made his body shake, and he seemed to fall off the horse.

Zhao Yun picked up the spear with one hand and grabbed Liu Jing who was about to fall from the horse with his left hand.

Yu Jin seized this once-in-a-thousand-year opportunity, and as soon as the string was loosened, a cold arrow flew from the left side like lightning, directly hitting Zhao Yun's left chest. , avoid the vital point.

'puff! With a bang, the arrow hit Zhao Yun's left shoulder, and he trembled all over, almost falling off his horse.

Yu Jin was ecstatic and shouted: "Zhao Yun has been hit by an arrow, catch him!"

More than a thousand Cao soldiers came from all directions, and at the critical moment, Liu Jing had already sat down firmly, stabbing the horse's buttocks with the short sword in his left hand. The horse was suffering from pain, and with the last of its strength, it rushed out of the battlefield and fled northwestward. .

Seeing that his success fell short, Yu Jin was furious and shouted loudly, "Catch me, you will see people in life, and corpses in death."

Hundreds of Cao cavalry chased after him.

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The golden brilliance of the setting sun gradually disappeared, the sky dyed red by the sunset glow had already darkened, and the winding mountains and forests turned into a dark black.

The night shrouded Rang Mountain, and the mountain road was quiet, with towering trees growing on both sides, and the half-dark moonlight shot out through the saddle-shaped ridge and gorge. It was extraordinarily black, extra thick, and extraordinarily gloomy.

'clatter!clatter!clatter! '

A rush of hoofbeats came from a distance, and it was very clear on the silent mountain road. Under the twilight moonlight, an exhausted war horse was running desperately carrying two people on its back.

The two of them escaped Zhao Yun and Liu Jing from the battlefield. Wu Xiu and them were separated and disappeared. They were chased by Cao Jun. They ran desperately for more than two hours from afternoon to night, and the horse finally died.

At this time, the poison on Zhao Yun's arrow wound had taken effect, making him weak and in a semi-comatose state. This is a slow poison, although it would not be fatal immediately, it could make him lose all strength.

The war horse could no longer hold on, and it was very difficult to run. Suddenly, the war horse neighed and fell heavily on the side of the road, throwing Liu Jing and Zhao Yun a foot away.

On the right side of the mountain path was a gully more than ten feet deep, and on the other side was a slope covered with bushes. The two were lucky enough to fall on the soft bushes.

Liu Jing only felt that the pain between his legs was unbearable. Riding a horse requires strong crotch strength. He is still not enough in this aspect. Although his whole body hurts like falling apart, the situation is critical. When I got to the war horse, the war horse fell on the side of the mountain road, twitching all over, foaming at the mouth, and it was already dying.

Liu Jing came back and shook Zhao Yun's shoulder, "General Zhao, you must hold on!"

The blood on Zhao Yun's shoulder had stopped, an arrow was stuck in his shoulder, he could faintly smell the stench of blood, he was hit by the poisonous arrow,

Liu Jing was a little flustered, with so many things to do, each one was so urgent, he didn't know which one to do first.

Suddenly there was a fierce sound of horseshoes in the distance. This was the pursuit of soldiers, and the sound was already hundreds of steps away.

In a critical situation, Liu Jing calmed down instead. He turned around and ran to the side of the horse, and threw the horse into the nearby ditch with all his strength. down the ravine.

Liu Jing ran back to support Zhao Yun, and ran up the slope with half his back on his back. There was a mountain road on the slope.

The pursuers had chased dozens of steps away, and their horses were galloping. Unexpectedly, a group of cavalry also came rushing up from the mountain road above, blocking his escape route.

There were pursuers on the upper and lower mountain roads, and it was too late, so Liu Jing had to hide in a bush with Zhao Yun on his back, and lowered his head as much as possible, the half-person-high bush just covered them, Liu Jing's heart jumped out of nervousness.

The fierce sound of horseshoes was getting closer and closer, and in an instant, a gust of wind blew past them. They smelled a strong murderous aura, and a group of cavalry rushed past, and soon faded away.

They waited for the cavalry to walk away before they slowly raised their heads. At this moment, Zhao Yun let out a painful moan, his arrow sores burst open, and blood flowed out again.

Liu Jing quickly laid him down, put his left arm in Zhao Yun's mouth, drew out his short sword, and gnawed his teeth, gouging out a large piece of meat along with the arrowhead.

Zhao Yun groaned in pain, almost biting off Liu Jing's arm. Zhao Yun took a few breaths and said in a low voice, "I have Jinchuang Medicine in my bosom."

Liu Jing was overjoyed, endured the pain in his arm, took out a pack of medicinal powder from his bosom, wrapped the medicine thickly on his wound, and took out the brocade wrapped with the official seal from the skin bag, and bandaged his wound. Zhao Yun's face was pale and looked Very weak.

Liu Jing bandaged the wound and pondered for a moment. There was no water or clean cloth around him. He had to leave here immediately, otherwise Zhao Yun would die of poison even if he was not caught.

Liu Jing slowly helped Zhao Yun up, seeing that he was very weak and struggling to walk, so he simply carried him on his back, ran up the slope, and ran towards the direction from which he fled.

Zhao Yun was eight feet two tall and strong in stature. It was very difficult for Liu Jing to carry him on his back. He had just walked twenty steps when he heard the sound of horseshoes in front of him, and someone shouted: "General Zhao Yun, my lord Liu Bei is here. where?"

Liu Jing was overjoyed, this is Liu Bei's arrival, Zhao Yun's spirit was lifted, as if it was Mi Fang's voice, he quickly whispered: "This is my lord's arrival."

Liu Jing quickened his pace and ran forward, only to see a group of cavalry faintly appearing in front of him in the night, at this moment Liu Jing suddenly realized, it's not right!

How can the other party call his lord by his first name directly? ' is enough. Adding 'Liu Bei' is obviously superfluous. They are not Liu Bei, but Cao Jun's tricks.

Liu Jing abruptly stopped in his tracks, but in the darkness, someone in front of him had faintly seen his figure and shouted, "Who is in front?"

Liu Jing's face turned pale, it's too bad, his thoughts turned very fast, and he put Zhao Yun into the bushes, "Hurry up and hide!"

He turned around and ran, Zhao Yun exhausted his last bit of strength and climbed into a bush, and saw the young man turned and ran, as fast as a cheetah, followed by cavalrymen chasing him like a gust of wind, "Stop!"

Of course Zhao Yun knew that this young man was trying to save himself by distracting the pursuers, so he secretly sighed, 'This young man is finished, what a pity! '

Liu Jing had just run [-] or [-] steps, when an arrow brushed his scalp and shot him, he stopped, if he continued running, he would definitely die.

At this time, dozens of cavalry came at a gallop and surrounded Liu Jing. General Jin came after him, and a cavalryman reported, "General Yu is a young man."

It was the first time Liu Jing saw Yu Jin. He was wearing an eagle-prismatic helmet and iron armor. He was tall and majestic, with deep eyes and a high nose.

Yu Jin looked at the young man up and down. At that time, Liu Jing was behind Zhao Yun, his face was covered with blood, and was covered by Zhao Yun's body. Yu Jin didn't notice him, and the other cavalry were all Yu Jin's soldiers, and they all watched the battle from a distance. step forward.

More importantly, it was nighttime, and most of the blood on Liu Jing's face had been washed away by sweat. For a while, no one recognized Liu Jing.

Yu Jin waved his saber in his hand, pressed against his throat, and asked sharply, "Who are you?"

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