Zhao Yun and Xiahou Lan were in front and behind, and rushed to the inner gate. At this time, the bandits scattered outside the village did not ask any questions and immediately launched an attack on them. Zhao Yun, who had not entered the battle formation for a long time, looked at these strange and ferocious faces and was a little dazed for a moment. Xiahou Lan shouted, reminding him of his current situation in time.

"kill--"

Zhao Yun, who adjusted his mentality on the verge of life and death, cheered up and dodged an arrow. He roared and rushed with his spear. Xiahou Lan waved his sword and slashed left and right. The two cooperated quite tacitly and killed a group of black mountain bandits in front of the inner gate in a short while and fled.

"First disperse the thief's archer, and then kill the thief's head!"

Zhao Yun, who had killed several people in a row, was gradually calming down, as if he had transformed into a brave cavalry general who was once a heroic cavalryman who was yelling on the battlefield. He stood up and looked around inside and outside, calmly judged the current situation on the battlefield, and immediately made a decision. He picked up a shield and ordered the cavalry behind him to follow him from Xiahou Lan to disperse the archers who were most threatening to them, and then break through the leader of the Black Mountain bandits.

To capture the thief, the king is the only way to capture the king. Only in this way can they defeat the enemy with few people and turn defeat into victory.

The facts are just like Zhao Yun judged. There are very few of these hundreds of Black Mountain soldiers wearing armor, and they are all kinds of long and short weapons in their hands. Their combat power is almost the same as those of the villagers who gather to protect themselves. They cannot exert the advantage of numerous people in the alleys.

The only threatening thing is the few hard bows located in the rear. Although the Black Mountain soldiers holding the bows are not good at shooting, they can still shoot bows and arrows in the crowded alleys. Every time, the villagers in the forefront are shot by arrows. Over time, everyone who resists is already in danger. They only care about fighting and retreating, avoiding arrows, and no one dares to go forward to rush forward.

Now Zhao Yun is the first to come to the Black Mountain archers who are rushing to the back team.

It was just because of a fight inside and outside the door that the Black Mountain archers also noticed two knights who suddenly came from behind. They hurriedly turned the bow and arrows and faced Zhao Yun who was charging in front. Many people were in a panic pulling the bow and firing the arrows buckled the strings.

However, the arrows that were not full of strings were inevitably lacking in a clear head, but because the tunnel space was narrow, Zhao Yun could only use his shield to resist the arrows. Two arrows happened to shoot on his shield, which made Zhao Yun's arm numb. One of the iron arrow clusters almost shot through the shoddy shield.

The trembling arrow feathers stopped abruptly with a muffled sound. The threat faced by Zhao Yun, who was not covered with armor, couldn't help but stand up.

But soon, he was sharp-eyed and found that there was a leader in the bandit archer's archer who did not panic and shot out the arrows in his hand. Instead, he adjusted his breath and laid his bow. At this time, his bow string was already full, and there was no sign of hurried avoiding the galloping horse like other archers. The arrows on the string aimed at Zhao Yun's mount and were ready to go. This made Zhao Yun, who was charging, open his eyes wide and roar with a shield on the horse's back.

"Huh—"

Accompanied by Zhao Yun's roar, the mount rushed into the bandits' archers' team without any danger, and instantly knocked away the two archers who had no time to dodge. The remaining archers hurriedly hurriedly avoided both sides of the alley, and how dare they lead the bows to each other. The arrows in the quiver fell all over the ground.

The archer who was trying to shoot the man and the horse was first shot, had a broken spear in his chest, and his whole body flew backwards and died on the spot. The arrow shot at death lost control and I don’t know where it was shot in an instant.

It turned out that Xiahou Lan, who was following closely behind, flew to throw the broken spear he picked up casually. As if he had a help from God, he hit the thief archer who was shooting the bow.

Xiahou Lan, who had replaced the ring-headed sword again, had already dismounted. He slashed and slashed the thief archers who were fleeing and evading, and shouted at Zhao Yun:

"Brother, go and kill the thief leader quickly, and leave the rest of the archer to me."

"good."

Zhao Yun was energetic and agreed. After he dismounted, he also fought with his sword and rushed towards the thief head among the Black Mountain soldiers.

He was powerful and powerful, and with his superb sword skills, he almost had no enemy on the way to rush. In front of everyone, he rushed into the Black Mountain soldiers' stroke from behind, as if he had entered a no-man's land, beheaded a Black Mountain bandit in one fell swoop, and also cut off the flag of the Western Liang army held high by the thieves.

When the ferocious demon covered in blood cut off the leader's head and rushed towards him, the Heishan soldiers, who were still in the upper hand, suddenly collapsed. They fled like escaping from ghost evil, scrambling to escape to the inner gate, trampling on each other, following the original path to escape to the inner gate. The villagers, led by Zhao Yun, were as powerful as the shouting men, and the shouting men ran and chased the Heishan soldiers out of the inner and outer gates. They also scared the other Heishan soldiers inside and outside to be at a loss. They could only follow the other defeated Heishan soldiers and fled to the village.

Victory came so suddenly! Even before some women and children who escaped the disaster could not stop the painful crying.

But soon, some villagers who defeated the crowd and turned defeat into the victory cheered in a loud voice. Some were busy chasing and killing the defeated thieves, collecting and seizing, while others were busy treating casualties and collecting corpses. More people surrounded Zhao Yun and praised Zhao Yunlai, who was safe and safe.

At this time, Zhao Yun also learned that his wife and children in his family were safe and sound. He felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the smiling faces of the villagers who had turned the risk into danger, his solemn face gradually opened.

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The victory smile has not yet disappeared, but the fate of ignorant people has always been aware of the night.

After nightfall, the many villagers who were cheering and boasting about defeating the bandits today could not laugh out loud.

An army came again from the open space inside and outside. They surrounded the entire village with flags similar to the previous Montenegro "Rebel Army".

They also sent soldiers to negotiate with bloody heads. They claimed to be General Cao's subordinates. The "rebels" in the Black Mountains ignored military discipline and plundered the countryside and met them on the way to escape. Most of the rebel soldiers had been captured, and the leaders of several officers were even dealt with by military law on the spot. Now they specially sent the heads of several thieves to appease the hearts of the people.

However, they learned from the bandits that one of the people in the village had a small number of enemies and killed the generals and snatched the flag. Not only did he kill the officers of the "rebel army" but he also cut off the "rebel army" flags given by General Cao. Therefore, they strictly ordered the elders in the village to hand over this person and they would take it back to the army and hand it over to General Cao to seize it. They also told the army that only this person would be held accountable.

This made the elders in the village tangle...

Inside and outside the door.

Hao Zhao sat on the horse's back, taking advantage of the light of torches in the hands of the soldiers, carefully looked at the unfinished inner door and the low walls.

It can be confirmed that there was a short fierce battle here not long ago, and the attacking side had the advantage. They successfully used equipment to break through the inner gate and forced the defenders from the wall to the inner alley. With the advantage of numbers, they could easily kill all those who resisted and then loot the inner gate.

Thinking of this, Hao Zhao showed a sneer on his lips. He is now interested in this "Yan Zhao hero" who is in a remote village but can take his fellow villagers to turn defeat into victory.

"Hao Sima, although these Guizhou leaders killed some rebels and cut down the flags in the army, they were plundering the people of Heishan in the end. They were also out of self-protection, not in the heart of Yuan, and they were willing to resist the military front. We sent people to ask the elders in the village to slaughter pigs and sheep to reward the soldiers and soldiers as a plea. Why should we force the soldiers to hand them over to the villagers?"

The surrendered general from Hebei was puzzled by Hao Zhao's thoughts. He looked at Hao Zhao and thought about it, but he still took risks to persuade these innocent villagers.

"Scholars have families with cold and noble families, and people have different places. We will attack Heshuo, kill people, kill their fathers and brothers, destroy cities and towns, and have few soldiers to face the vast land. We must establish authority and punishment."

"There are many generous and tragic people in the land of Yanzhao since ancient times, including many people who have cared about the old kindness of the Yuan family. Therefore, before the people's hearts are convinced, the army needs to gather money and food to eliminate heroes, so that they can ensure that they truly gain a foothold in the land of Heshuo in the future."

This is the military order that Cao Yuan secretly gave to them, Guanxi and Sanhe, generals.

Therefore, Hao Zhao glanced at Qian Zhao calmly, without getting angry, but he did not intend to let go of the dormant grass behind the wall, the hero Yan Zhao who had not yet surrendered.

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"Husband, run away quickly, don't be dragged down by my mother and children."

In the simple house, Zhao's wife, who was dressed in cloth, had tears in her eyes. She anxiously persuaded Zhao Yun, who was heavy and indecisive.

She didn't want her husband to be dragged down by herself and her children, and fell into the hands of the soldiers who were inside and outside, and she didn't want him to be unprepared for a moment and fall into the hands of the villagers who were kind to revenge.

At this time, outside the Zhao family courtyard, some villagers had gathered outside the Zhao family on torches and confronted Xiahou Lan and others. They did not want to be killed by the army inside and outside, but they were also hesitant about capturing Zhao Yun. They were both afraid of Zhao Yun's force and felt guilty about their behavior. Therefore, although they were all openly fighting and causing a horrifying momentum, they had not entered the Zhao family courtyard for a long time.

They want to force Zhao Yun away.

And those who have this idea are not only the villagers, but also Xiahou Lan and others.

They didn't know why things suddenly developed into this situation, but at present, Zhao Yun's escape was undoubtedly the most in line with everyone's interests.

Only when Zhao Yun escaped can he save his life and bear all the charges. The villagers who left the responsibility could escape, and they also had the opportunity to join Gongsun Xu in the Xiliang army.

Therefore, they just chose to confront the villagers and did not use force to disperse the villagers. They watched the number of villagers outside the door increasing.
Chapter completed!