Chapter 611

After a burst of silence, a voice finally broke the silence.

"I'd like to go with Zhao Tunchang!"

A dark faced man came out and firmly said, "my family has been killed by Wuhuan people for a long time. I and Wuhuan people have a deep blood feud."

Zhao Yun looked at him and nodded. He recognized the man, who was also surnamed Zhao. His family members were all killed when the Wuhuan people went south to rob him. Therefore, he threw himself into Gongsun Zan's command and determined to kill Wu Huan to avenge his family.

"I will go with you."

A slightly emaciated Knight pursed his mouth and came out, hating and hating: "Xiuer died in the hands of Wuhuan people. I must avenge him!"

Zhao Yun patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "don't worry, brother. This revenge must be avenged!"

"I'm going too! My sister let the damned Wuhuan people shoot dead with one arrow. "

"I'll go too. Wuhuan burned my house, which made my whole family homeless and my father seriously ill. So he went!"

"I'll go too..."

more than 100 knights were indignant and yelled one by one. The horses in their hands hit the ground with heavy blows, making a sound like a rainstorm shaking the earth. At the same time, the words in their mouths gradually converged into one sentence.

"Go with me, go with me, go with me!"

More than a hundred Knights became united, and the flames of hatred were burning in their pupils. The momentum of a few hundred knights at this moment seemed to be an army of thousands of people, and their morale was really available.

"... good!" Gongsun continued to bite his teeth and raised the Double Headed Spear in his hand. The Double Headed Spear had a smooth shaft and was obviously used for a long time. There was a red tassel on each end, which was the weapon Gongsun Zan used to use at the beginning.

Gongsun Zan had been in the frontier fortress for a long time and was very brave. He often led his light cavalry to rush into the Wuhuan army. He killed several people with two iron Spears on the left and right without changing hands. He often killed several people face to face, and said less than ten people with a blade in each battle.

Gongsun continued in a loud voice: "let these Wuhuan people have a look, baimayi is still alive!"

"Go with me!"

When Gongsun Zan was guarding Youzhou, the white horse Yi under his command was incomparable from riding and shooting, so that the Wuhuan people saw a large number of white horse teams from a distance, so scared that they immediately turned around and fled. As a result, the powerful merchants in Hebei often used white horses when transporting goods to Youzhou, which was exactly what Gongsun Zan used.

"Good!"

Zhao Yun nodded with satisfaction and raised the bright silver gun: "in this case, the whole army will set out and avoid the large group of Wuhuan people and horses, and the small team of Wuhuan people and horses will intercept and kill them to avenge their father and his fellow villagers!"

"Go with me!"

Zhao Yun rushed out first, and more than 100 Youzhou cavalry followed Zhao Yun fiercely and rushed forward.

Nanlou led 5000 Wuhuan cavalry to the south. Naturally, it was impossible to gather all the people around him all the time. Nanlou personally led two thousand teams, and the remaining Wuhuan cavalry spread out in the situation of a hundred men team, sweeping the whole Shanggu county.

"Ha ha, you and Shan Yu must be very happy about the captivity of so many Han slaves."

"Maybe I can reward you with some Chinese women!" Next to a Wu Huan cavalry with an obscene smile, he looked back at the dishevelled Han women: "I tasted it yesterday, and the taste of this Han woman is not the same as those women in the tribe."

Many Han women are dishevelled, their eyes are red and swollen, and they are limping. It was yesterday night that they were insulted...

hundreds of Han people, old and young, men and women, were walking in groups, but they were all dejected and walked slowly on the road.

"Come on, what are you doing?"

Bang!

The guard's Wu Huan man was discontented. He whipped it and knocked down a middle-aged Han man who was unable to move. A young man rushed up to protect him. It seemed that he was a father and son.

"Don't hit my father!" Although the young man's eyes are tearful and some are afraid, they firmly protect their father behind them.

The Wuhuan people were furious and called out in Wuhuan language: "little beast, I will kill you this two legged sheep today!"

The fierce whip was raised high, and the faces of the Wuhuan people were ferocious. Hundreds of Han people were unable to stop them. Seeing that their compatriots were about to suffer misfortune, they could not help weeping.

"Master Wang! We are all Han people. Why should we be humiliated by the Wuhuan people? Is it true that the court doesn't care whether we are dead or alive? "

Seeing that the whip was about to fall, the young man could not help but close his eyes and protect his back. The weak middle-aged man put out his hand and hugged the young man: "boy, go back to the back. You are half dead for your father. It's OK to die. You are still young..."

the boy didn't speak, but just protected his father.

The whip fell down heavily and pulled on the boy. The heavy force made him fall to the ground and made a low roar. But the boy was quite tough. He bit his teeth and got up again. He stretched out his arms to protect his father behind him.

"What a little beast, I'll kill you today and then your father!" Wu Huan cavalry showed a cruel smile on his face and raised his whip again. Seeing that the whip was about to fall on the young man's cheek, a sound of breaking the air suddenly rang out.Whoosh!

A heavy arrow accurately hit the heart of Wu Huan Bing. His body trembled, and he couldn't hold the whip and fell to the ground. Slowly, he looked down and saw that the arrow was not in his body, and the remaining small half of the arrow shaft suddenly trembled slightly. This shows the strength of the arrow.

"Well..." Wu Huan soldier's body swayed slightly on the horse's back, and fell to the ground with a bang, which caused the horse to hiss.

Wu Huan's mouth slowly seeps out of his body. He couldn't help but look in the direction of the arrow.

"Zhao Zilong from Changshan is here!"

A white horse and a silver gun are the best. Zhao Yun is full of energy, like a flash of white lightning, but only one person has the momentum of bravery.

"The people need not be afraid. We are soldiers of Youzhou and subordinates of general Baima. All the Wuhuan people listened and surrendered immediately, or there would be no amnesty for killing them! "

Zhao Yun first said it in Chinese and then called it out in Wuhuan language. After all, these Wuhuan people may not be able to understand Chinese.

Zhao Yun was a man of extraordinary ability, but not far behind him, more than a hundred Knights came at a gallop. A branch was tied behind the horse's tail, and the yellow sand was rolling. It seemed that thousands of troops and horses were coming from all over the world. For a moment, his momentum was magnificent.

"Master Wang, teacher Wang!"

"The men of general Baima? Villagers, we are saved. "

"Great, don't let go of these killer Wuhuan people, Wuwuwuwu..."

the people who were arrested were in a state of excitement, even crying with joy.

The young man hugged the middle-aged man excitedly: "Dad, it's white horse general, white horse Yicong, we are saved."

"Silly boy, general Baima. His old man has long since set himself on fire in Yijing."