Although Genghis Khan and Nurhaci had no scruples, Yeli Abaoji and Wanyan Aguda were afraid of the mouse. Although they were determined, they were powerless. Some things changed as they did.

Zhao Yun was dyed with white armor and covered in blood armor. He exhaled a heavy breath in his mouth and threw Yeri Abaoji who was knocked out to Yue Yun and said, "Yue Yun is left to you!"

"Okay! Uncle Zhao!" Yue Yun immediately grabbed Yezhi Abaoji with excitement, and looked at Shu Ping and Yezhi Deguang, who was in disbelief and sad. The two of them looked embarrassed and quickly helped Yezhi Abaoji up.

"Uncle Zhao! You are so prosperous this time! You are famous for thousands of years." Yue Yun looked at the pear blossoms and the admiration for Zhao Yun was really revealed from the bottom of his heart.

After the end of the Battle of the Three Jin Dynasties, Han Yi made Yue Fei the main general, Zhao Yun! Chang Yuchun and others worked together under Yue Fei's command. This took seven or eight years. In addition to making some name in Shangdang and gaining the reputation of the 13 generals of Shangdang, Zhao Yun has been unknown for all these years and has become a novice. The separation lasted for four or five years, meeting today, meeting on the battlefield.

Zhao Yun turned over and got off the war horse, glanced at Yue Yun, stretched out his big hand, rubbed Yue Yun's scattered hair, and laughed and said, "We have grown so big! I heard that you rushed back and forth in the Qin army with 800 people for an hour. This courage is much better than your Uncle Zhao!"

"Hahahaha..." Yue Yun also scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Okay! Don't say more! Go and see the Fourth Your Highness! The enemy's failure to attack now does not mean that we are safe!" Zhao Yun pressed the sword in his arms and just turned off his horse. However, there was a severe pain in front of and behind him. Before the cold arrow on his shoulder was pulled out, blood stained his clothes. Zhao Yun then came to his senses and woke up. He staggered and almost fell over. After seeing this, Yue Yun quickly came forward to help him. He was afraid that Zhao Yun would have an accident and looked at the soldiers standing behind him and said, "Hurry up! Call the doctor!"

"Where does the doctor come from this grassland?" Qin Yong looked solemnly, glanced at the wound on Zhao Yun's body, and said with a serious expression.

"Don't panic! Small problem." Liang Lin vomited a mouthful of blood in his mouth. He had been fighting for more than ten years, but he could still control such a small scene.

Zhao Yun exhaled a breath of air conditioning. Seeing Liang Lin reaching out to pull out the arrow, he immediately blocked Liang Lin's hand and said with a smile: "The enemy is coming! Don't worry first! Discuss the fourth prince to send out before talking!"

"Let's talk about curing the wound first!" Han Ming pressed the sword in his arms and came to everyone, looking at Zhao Yun who was injured in front of him, with a touch flashing in his eyes.

Liang Lin stretched out his hand, but Zhao Yun immediately blocked him, looked at Han Ming, pulled out the sword in his arms, and suddenly cut off the scattered arrow branches on his body, and said solemnly: "Fourth Prince! You can change into the clothes of the soldiers in a while! You can find someone to put them on! Finally, the general leads troops to attack the enemy leader's direction! The Fourth Prince takes advantage of the opportunity to fight out!"

"No need!" Han Ming sat on the grass, pulled out the sword in his arms, and looked at Zhao Yun with some touching eyes. He could think of protecting him in life and death, and Zhao Yun made Han Ming feel one of the few warmth.

"The Fourth Prince! This is the critical moment of survival! Become the entrusted by the king! Be sure to protect the safety of the Fourth Prince! There is no discussion on this matter!" Zhao Yun stood up, staring at Han Ming with a hint of determination on his eyes.

"Can you control me?" Han Ming raised his head slightly, staring at Zhao Yun with his tiger eyes. Even Han Yi could not control him, and it was even more impossible for Zhao Yun to do so.

Zhao Yun was slightly stunned, but there was a hint of affirmation in his eyes and said, "This is not a request! It is an order! The Fourth Prince is cautious!"

"General Zhao! If you just have this idea because of your loyalty to the emperor, you might as well listen to my story!" Han Ming looked at Zhao Yun, and for this handsome, straightforward general, Han Ming took the initiative to open his heart and lungs for the first time, and looked at Zhao Yun with a calm expression: "I was lonely and helpless in the first half of my life! I lived a depressed life! Cold! Unwilling to let me live! I lived the most enjoyable life in these three months! Although the three thousand people behind me are not very familiar, they are my soldiers! They may not be responsible for me! But I must be the one who bears them! I must let them go back when I live! I will die! I will also give them a cup of loess, and I cannot let the wild wolf fill my stomach! One sentence! Let's go together! I will die and bury them together!"

"This......" Zhao Yun's eyes were touched. The thoughts of this young man who was about to age 2 were actually heavier than his.

"Transfer our military order! Rest for half an hour! Half an hour later! Launch a charge and raid!" After Han Ming finished speaking, he suddenly stood up and began to walk towards the formation, organizing soldiers to prepare for defense.

"Brother! Remove your armor! Half an hour is enough!" Liang Lin patted Zhao Yun's shoulder and shook the red dagger in his hand in front of Zhao Yun's eyes. He saw the dark red dagger steaming in the air! It looked a little scared from afar.

Zhao Yun was stunned, then smiled, took off his armor, revealing the bronze skin and muscles. Looking closely, Zhao Yun's wounds were almost all on his limbs, and he was almost shot in front of his chest.

Genghis Khan pressed the sword in his arms and said solemnly: "What's going on! Why did Abaoji and Wanyan Aguda stop attacking? Just a thousand soldiers, can't we even beat them?"

"Chief! The situation is not good!" A middle-aged general in black bearskin in the back was touching his beard with a little worried look in his eyes.

"What's wrong!" When Genghis Khan heard this, his eyebrows couldn't help but locked his eyebrows, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his eyes.

"Yei Abaoji was captured alive! Only the Xiao brothers and Shi Le were alive in the entire Shanrong military generals, among which Xiao Tianzuo was still unconscious! He was seriously injured!" Yei Chu Cai stroked his beard, his eyes full of sighs. Obviously, no one expected that the Shanrong army, which had more than 300,000 troops, would be a weak paper tiger. Now the entire Shanrong army is jealous of the weapons! Even if they charge too hard and hurt Yei Abaoji, it may cause hatred from Shanrong and thus fail.
Chapter completed!