At The Beginning of The Game, The Five Tiger Generals Were Intercepted

Zhao Yun and his companion Xia Houlan did not participate in the battle against the Yellow Turban Army, but chose to wait in place.

"Zilong, are you alright?"

Xia Houlan looked at Zhao Yun worriedly, the person in front of her had lost her former handsome demeanor, her eyes were red and bloodshot.

Zhao Yun didn't speak, but shook his head gently.

He had no energy to speak, and the mental and physical exhaustion made him have to try his best to keep his eyes wide open.

The moment Liu Zhang attacked, Zhao Yun's nerves had already relaxed, and he was unable to resist due to a sense of tiredness, and he might faint at any time.

No, I can't fall down!

I want revenge, brother and sister can't die in vain!

I still have to wait for Sun Zhong, I want to cut him into pieces!

Zhao Yun shouted in his heart more than once, thinking of the tragic end of his brother and sister, his heart was like a knife.

It hurts, it hurts!

This piercing pain kept stimulating his nerves, making him wait in exhaustion.

Rumbling, the sound of horses stamping on the ground came. Zhao Yun was shocked.

He struggled to stand up, staring wide-eyed.

Not long after, Liu Zhang returned to Zhao Yun and threw Sun Zhong, who had been bundled into a rice dumpling, forward.

"He's yours."

For Liu Zhang, this is just a matter of lifting a finger, but for Zhao Yun, it is like a reborn parent.

Zhao Yun glanced at Liu Zhang gratefully, not knowing how to express his gratitude.

Finally, I can finally take revenge!

"Thief, did you ever think that you would fall into my hands!"

"Why! Why did you do this to innocent people!"

Zhao Yun stared at Sun Zhong, his eyes were full of anger, hatred, and killing intent!

Sun Zhong is too late to regret now. He is not regretting killing Zhao Yun brothers and sisters, but regretting why he did not die by Liu Zhang's sword.

Now that it is in Zhao Yun's hands, I am afraid that I will not be able to survive, but I will die!

"Zhao Yun, I chopped your elder brother with my own hands, and I stripped your sister naked to sleep! Hahaha, that's how it feels!"

"At that time, your brother was watching from the side, hahaha. That look is the same as yours now."

"I chopped off his head right away. Hahaha, chop it off if you have the ability! Come on!"

Sun Zhong wanted to anger Zhao Yun now, and let him kill him directly, so as to save himself from suffering.

"Thief, take your life!"

As expected, Zhao Yun was furious and picked up the machete on the ground to kill Sun Zhong.

"Sun Zhong, you have a good plan, you just want to die like this?"

Zhao Yun was startled by Liu Zhang's words, and he came to his senses immediately, and put the knife on Sun Zhong's neck.

"Liu Zhang bastard, don't bully people too much!"

Seeing this, Sun Zhong was furious. Zhao Yun had already been angered by him, but Liu Zhang destroyed it.

Liu Zhang didn't bother to scold Sun Zhong, so he just sneered.

"Hmph, I just bullied you, so what can you do?"

"You do such evil, and you still want to die?"

Knowing that begging for death has become an extravagant hope, Sun Zhong turned his head to look at Zhao Yun, still thinking that Zhao Yun could give him a good time.

The blood in Zhao Yun's eyes had faded, he threw away the machete in his hand, and took the dagger from Liu Zhang!

"you…"

Sun Zhong suddenly broke out in cold sweat, and tremblingly looked at Zhao Yun who was approaching.

"what!…"

The screams resounded throughout Zhaojiazhuang.

From time to time, there were insults, wailing, and begging for mercy, which lasted for more than an hour.

Liu Zhang didn't see how Zhao Yun handled Sun Zhong. He had already guessed that Sun Zhong must have been executed by Ling Chi.

This kind of picture was still too bloody for him, and it was unacceptable for a while.

Not long after, Huang Zhong and others who were chasing the Yellow Turban Army came back one after another.

Although the cavalry pursued vigorously, they still failed to kill all of them. No way, the Yellow Turbans ran too loosely.

Liu Zhang was still listening to Huang Zhong and others reporting the results of the battle, only to hear a plop, and Zhao Yun, covered in blood, knelt in front of Liu Zhang.

"The general's great favor, Zhao Yun can't repay it even if he dies!"

Zhao Yun knocked his head heavily, and passed out on the ground.

"Zi Long!"

Liu Zhang was shocked and hurried forward to check.

Liu Zhang rushed from Yingchuan to Jizhou, then went to Changshan, and fought thousands of miles, all for Zhao Yun alone!

If he were to die, Liu Zhang would be nothing but a bamboo basket!

"My lord, don't worry, Zhao Yun is fine, he must be too tired!"

Huang Zhong checked carefully and found that although Zhao Yun's body was stained with blood, there was no wound.

"General Liu, Zilong has already reached his limit in killing more than a hundred people. He just waited for the general to capture Sun Zhong and force himself not to pass out."

"Well! By the way, who are you?"

Liu Zhang looked at Zhao Yun's companions. Now they are the only two left in Zhaojiazhuang.

"Report to the general, Xia Houlan, a grassroots man."

Sure enough, it was him. As Liu Zhang guessed, Zhao Yun and Xia Houlan are good friends from the same village, and they grew up as children.

"You and Zilong stay in our army first, and I will ask the soldiers to bury the villagers of Zhaojiazhuang."

"Thank you General!"

Liu Zhang watched the two leave, and looked at the hundreds of corpses beside him in a blink of an eye, feeling extremely excited.

Zhao Yun, Zhao Zilong! Sure enough! I am not in vain to pursue it thousands of miles away!

Now, by accident, Sun Zhong accidentally killed Zhao Yun's family, and he no longer has any worries!

I really don't know whether I should be happy or sad for Zhao Yun...

(end of this chapter)