Chapter 607 Let’s Go Together!

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

"I am willing to go with Tuen Zhang Zhao!"

A dark-faced man came out and said firmly: "My whole family has been killed by the Wuhuan people a long time ago. I have a bloody feud with the Wuhuan people."

Zhao Yun looked at him and nodded. He recognized this man. He also had the same surname as Zhao. His family was all killed when the Wuhuan people went south to plunder. Therefore, he joined Gongsun Zan in anger, determined to kill the Wuhuan people to avenge his family.

"I'm going too!"

A slightly thin knight came out with pursed lips, and said bitterly: "Xiu'er died at the hands of the 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 want to go too! My sister was shot to death by a damn Wuhuan man with an arrow."

"I'm going too. The Wuhuan people burned my house, causing my whole family to become homeless. My father is seriously ill, so he left like this!"

"I'm going too"

More than a hundred knights were filled with passion and indignation, shouting loudly one by one. The horses in their hands hit the ground hard, making a sound like a heavy rain shaking the earth. At the same time, the words in their mouths gradually converged into one sentence.

"Go together, go together, go together!"

More than a hundred knights became united in their hatred, and the flames of hatred burned in their pupils. The momentum erupted by just a few hundred people at this moment seemed to be that of an army of a thousand people, and their morale was really useful.

"Okay!" Gongsun Xu gritted his teeth and raised the double-headed spear in his hand. The shaft of this double-headed spear was smooth. It had obviously been used for a long time. There was a touch of red tassel on each end. It was the weapon Gongsun Zan used to use. blade.

Gongsun Zan had been at the frontier for a long time and was very brave. He often led his light cavalry to break into the Wuhuan army. He used his double-headed iron spears to kill left and right without changing hands. He often killed several people in one encounter and killed at least ten people in each battle.

Gongsun Xu loudly said: "Let these Wuhuan people see that Baima Yicong is still there!"

"Let's go together!"

When Gongsun Zan was guarding Youzhou, his white-horse Yi Cong was so unparalleled in cavalry and shooting that the Wuhuan people were frightened when they saw a large number of white cavalry from a distance, and immediately turned around and fled. As a result, powerful businessmen in Hebei often used white horses to transport goods to Youzhou, borrowing Gongsun Zan's prestige.

"good!"

Zhao Yun nodded with satisfaction and raised his bright silver gun: "In this case, the whole army sets out. When encountering a large group of Wuhuan troops, they will avoid it. A small group of Wuhuan troops will intercept and kill them to avenge the fathers and fellow villagers!"

"Let's go together!"

Zhao Yun took the lead and rushed out, while more than a hundred Youzhou Army cavalry followed Zhao Yun aggressively and rushed forward.

Nanlou led five thousand Wuhuan cavalry to the south. Naturally, it was impossible to gather everyone around him all the time. Nanlou personally led two thousand-man teams, and the remaining Wuhuan cavalry spread out in the form of a hundred-man team. , sweeping the entire Shanggu County.

"Haha, after plundering so many Han slaves, the Lord and the Chanyu must be very happy."

"Maybe I can reward you with a few Han women!" A Wuhuan cavalryman next to him looked back at the disheveled Han woman with a lewd smile: "I tasted it yesterday. The taste of this Han woman is the same as that of the tribe. Those girls are really different.”

Many Han women were disheveled, their eyes were red and swollen, and they were walking with a limp. They were the ones who suffered the insult last night.

Hundreds of Han people were walking in groups, including young and old, men and women, but they were all downcast and walking slowly on the road.

"Walk faster, why are you dawdling!"

Snapped!

The guarding Wuhuan man looked dissatisfied and whipped a whip, knocking a middle-aged Han man with limited mobility to the ground. A young man rushed forward to protect him. It seemed that they were a father and son.

"Don't hit my dad!" Although the young man had tears in his eyes and was a little scared, he firmly protected his father behind him.

The Wuhuan people were furious and shouted in Wuhuan language: "You little beast, I will beat you two-legged sheep to death today!"

The sharp whips were raised high, and the Wuhuan people's faces were ferocious. Hundreds of Han people were powerless to stop them. Seeing that their compatriots were about to suffer misfortune, they couldn't help but shed tears.

"Master Wang! We are all Han people, why should we suffer the humiliation of the Wuhuan people? Doesn't the imperial court care about our life or death?"

Seeing that the riding crop was about to fall, the young man couldn't help but close his eyes tightly and protect his back. The weak middle-aged man reached out and hugged the young man: "Son, go to the back. My father is half dead. It doesn't matter if he dies. You are still young."

The young man didn't say anything, he just defended his father fiercely.

The riding crop came down heavily and hit the young man with such heavy force that he rolled to the ground and let out a low roar. But the young man was quite resilient. He gritted his teeth and stood up again, stretching out his arms to protect his father behind him.

"What a little beast, I will beat you to death today, and then beat your father to death!" Wuhuan Cavalry showed a cruel smile, raised the whip again, and saw that the whip was about to fall on the young man's cheek, a crack The voice of the sky suddenly sounded.

Whoosh!

A heavy arrow hit Wuhuan Bing's heart accurately. He trembled, couldn't hold the riding whip and dropped it to the ground. He slowly lowered his head and saw that the arrow had penetrated into his body, leaving only half of the arrow shaft. Wu Zi trembled slightly, showing the depth of the arrow's power.

"Well" Wu Huanbing's figure swayed slightly on the horse, and fell to the ground with a clang, causing the horse to neigh.

The young man opened his mouth in surprise, only to see Wu Huan Bing lying on the ground with his eyes open, a pool of blood slowly seeping out from under him. He couldn't help but look in the direction of the arrow.

"Changshan Zhao Zilong is here!"

A white horse and a silver spear, a perfect ride. Zhao Yun cheered up and rushed towards him like a bolt of white lightning, yet only one person had the courage to defeat the three armies.

"People don't need to be afraid. We are soldiers from Youzhou, subordinates of General Baima. The Wuhuan people have listened and surrender immediately, otherwise they will be killed without mercy!"

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

Zhao Yun rode Juechen, and more than a hundred knights came galloping not far behind him. A branch was tied to the back of the horse's tail, and the yellow sand rolled as it galloped, as if thousands of troops were coming overwhelmingly. The momentum was majestic for a moment.

"Master Wang, it's Master Wang!"

"Are they General White Horse's subordinates? Folks, we are saved."

"Great, don't let these damn Wuhuan people go, woo woo woo"

The people who were arrested were very excited and even cried with joy. They were extremely emotional.

The young man hugged the middle-aged man excitedly and said, "Dad, it's General White Horse and Yi Cong of White Horse. We are saved."

"Silly boy, General White Horse has already set himself on fire in Yi Jing."