I am an anchor in the Three Kingdoms

But now...they are so strong!

So brave and fearless...

This situation made Zhao Yun's heart throb.

The villagers heard Zhao Yun's call to "back away"...

But no one chose to back down.

Although their bodies are about to be covered with blood then.

But what they carried was the burden of the family, and what survived behind them was the hope and inheritance of Zhaojia Village.

"Brother Zhao Yun...see you in the next life."

Xue Lingyun closed her eyes slightly, and the scene of playing and playing with Brother Zhao Yun when she was a child resurfaced again.

Zhao Yun taught Xue Lingyun very harshly...

Although brother Zilong's kung fu was not strong at that time, he still imitated the appearance of an old senior.

Teaching Xue Lingyun earnestly...

"Being able to have such a childhood with Brother Zhao Yun, who is famous all over the world... I, Xue Lingyun, can smile at Jiuquan now!"

With this in mind, Xue Lingyun closed her eyes.

Da da da…

The hooves of the Xianbei cavalry came from far to near... That bloodthirsty scimitar roared...

It's over...it's over!

These are the words in the hearts of the villagers of Zhaojia Village...

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Chapter 1293 Xianbei Squad!None survived

But at this time.

In the ear, the sound of "嗖", "嗖", "嗖" piercing the air came one after another.

It is the sound of bowstrings, the sound of bowstrings with great force.

All the villagers of Zhaojia Village opened their eyes and looked up...

But behind Zhao Yun and the others... 17. The eight-year-old son bent his bow and set an arrow...

Arrow after arrow...

An arrow is faster than an arrow...

at the same time.

Every cavalry soldier of the Xianbei tribe had a gloomy complexion, and his entire face was full of horror...

Beads of sweat slid down his pale face like rain.

Immediately afterwards, the pupils shrank, and the heart tightened suddenly...

In the eyes of everyone, long arrows shot out like bows of the falling moon... pierced through their necks.

Killing with one arrow...

An arrow pierces through...

A throat...

One arrow per person... Each arrow shot, accurately hit the neck... Every long arrow pierced through...

The Xianbei cavalry fell to the ground one by one...

Death...is not scary.

But such a miserable way of death was unexpected to them...

This is a method of death that cannot make a wail before death.

Miserable... so miserable that the dying murmurs of the dying person are deprived.

Day and night.

The Xianbei fell to the ground...without a sound...

——Falling...

Bow, the bow of Li Guang, which is more powerful than the Dragon Tongue Bow!

The man who bends the bow and shoots the arrow - Wei Shizi Cao Xiong!

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"The strong man eats the meat of barbarians hungry, and drinks the blood of Xianbei with a laugh..."

"When autumn comes and September [-]th, I will kill flowers and then hundreds of flowers will kill..."

"Shooting arrows into the sky to kill Xianbei, the whole village is full of black iron armor..."

Cao Xiong muttered these few words in his mouth.

In this situation, facing Xianbei's team being completely wiped out...the corpses all over the place, he felt a faint pleasure of revenge.

Cao Xiong, who is familiar with history, naturally knows that Xianbei is an important branch of the Hu people.

According to the progress of history, the great Wei ruled the world, and then three points belonged to the Jin...

In the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, because of Cao Cao's strategy of opening up to the Hurenwang.

As a result, a large number of Hu people went south...to slaughter the compatriots of the Han nationality. This is the famous "Five Husbands in China..."

At that time, the barbarians were carrying out the so-called plan of the extinction of the Han people...

If it weren't for the appearance of the national hero Ran Min...the Han nationality would perish if it were not kept together.

The reason for all this is because Cao Cao implemented the policy of integrating Han and Hu in the north...

This time, Wei Shizi Cao Xiong rushed to the northern border...

What he wants to do is to let the Xianbei people perish!

Never repeat the tragic situation of Wuhuluanhuashi again!

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"Didn't die? Are we...alive?"

Some villagers in Zhaojia Village let out an exclamation...

Immediately afterwards, countless villagers in Zhaojia Village began to shout...

"Alive...alive..."

"The Xianbei dog is dead... all the Xianbei dogs are dead..."

"We won... Zhaojiacun defended, defended..."

A soldier named Xianbei fell to the ground and died tragically...

The point is that the distance between these Xianbei people and the villagers of Zhaojia Village is less than 20 meters...

near...very close...

That's 20 meters enough to take your breath away.

This is the 20 meters of "either you die or I live"!

They can especially see the unwillingness of the Xianbei people when they died... If they were given a chance, or a little time...

The villagers of Zhaojia Village...maybe, they will look like them.

dong... dong...

Turning over and falling off the horse... The sound of the Xianbei people falling to the ground can be faintly heard.

deserve...

After the horses neighed... countless people fled in all directions...

The picture is very comfortable…

Under the final harvest of Cao Xiong's bow and arrow... the Xianbei team, none of them survived.

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Chapter 1294 Kill or bury!

quiet...

The whole Zhaojia Village is quiet...

The sound of a needle dropping can be heard.

The old and weak women and children of Zhaojia Village who were still fleeing...

Everyone paused, and their eyes couldn't help but look back behind them again.

They originally planned to gaze at their husbands, their sons, their fathers...to see them one last time...to see them off for the last time.

but…

Now, what happened at the entrance of Zhaojia Village.

Shocked them...

None of the men in Zhaojia Village fell... On the contrary, the Xianbei cavalry fell in a pool of blood one by one.

Blood soaked every inch of Zhaojia Village...

Pools of blood gathered together...glowed with the color of killing...

It seems a little scary and cruel...

only?Who cares?

"My son...you are not dead...you are still alive!"

"Daddy...Daddy...Daddy is fine."

"God open my eyes... the pillars of the Zhao Family Village have all survived!"

"Lang Jun... what do you want in the next life... We still have a long life in this life!"

The voices of old people, women, and children converged in one place.

The sound of choking, crying, and even the sound of joy because of joy were intertwined.

There is no score... more touching than this story.

There is no more melody...can match the warmth behind the Great Wall of Steel...

Maybe... a man, even though he is a bit unreliable at home, but without him, the family will have no pillars!

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"Fix the knife!"

Sima Yi beside Cao Xiong gave a loud order.