[Three Kingdoms] Silver Spear Accompanied by Wine for the Fallen Army

Everyone hurriedly got up, took up their weapons, and gathered in front of the door, but no one dared to go out to investigate at this moment.Xu Lu also supported Guo Jia to escape into the back compartment.

Through the crumbling gate, the flames outside the door burst into the sky.

"boom!"

The door was tilted, and he rode his horse directly into the villa, and iron arrows flew in all directions, and the first person was the first, with a mad knife, and the dancing flames reflected the ferocious face of that person.

"Xu Wenchuang, tonight is the day you return to the west!"

Xu Yong flipped a pair of yin and yang axes in his hands, shouted, and rushed straight to the belly of the horse under the seat.

The people who were besieged in the house were like turtles in a urn.

The enemy's spear was raised, and a cloud of blood mist was brought up. The thicker blood was mixed with the coldness of the cold night.The horse's hooves are chaotic, raised and trampled, all of which break people's tendons and bones.

He kicked over the soup pot on the side and poured it into the fire, making a "zizz" sound.

Xu Yong cut off the horse's leg with a stab first, and immediately the man leaped forward, slashed the ground frantically, and followed him up.

Yueying, Daofeng.

No one can make a mistake.

The comer slashed down with a mad knife in one hand, like thunder, and slashed heavily on the ax blade. Xu Yong was pressed down to one knee, and the man's hands were fierce, and the blade cut off the ax blade, and the blade broke They cut into Xu Yong's shoulder together.

"Well!"

"Father!" Xu Lu red-eyed and wanted to rush up, but was firmly held down by Guo Jia beside him.

"Let go!" With his hands clenched into fists, trembling with anger, Xu Lu broke free from Guo Jia's grip. His strength was far beyond that of Guo Jia's. What's more, at this moment, he was so ruthless that he pushed Guo Jia away. land.

"Ahem, you can't go!" Guo Jia tried his best to hold back his cough.

"He is my father!"

Xu Luna still cared so much, picked up the dagger in his arms, and was about to step out.

"Xu Lu!"

Xu Lu turned his head back: "Sir, I must save my father, even if I die with him, sir, if you go through the back door, we can't protect you anymore. If you are lucky enough to survive, see you someday."

There was a log standing in the corner, with mottled cracks, and I don't know how long it had been. Guo Jia tore off the dilapidated curtain, wrapped it around it, and scolded: "Light up the fire."

Suddenly, Xu Lu took the torch, and with a "bang", the whole log burned.

When Guo Jia wound up the curtain, he intentionally left a section vacant. At that moment, Xu Lu let out a loud roar, and suddenly picked up the firewood.

"Thank you, sir."

After a few steps, people have jumped out.

Guo Jia supported the wall, breathed slowly, and muttered to himself: "So... it's the Yellow Turbans..."

The sounds of fighting in his ears gradually faded away, this Kuye massacre seemed to be coming to an end, Guo Jia knew that even if he rushed out, it would only be an extra life.

Therefore, after Xu Lu went out, he also tried his best to find a way out, but he didn't know what kind of bad luck, before he took a few steps, a person in the front hall was directly smashed through the wall and fell in front of him.

With his limbs bound, Guo Jia felt that his head was getting dizzy. If Xu Lu who was next to him hadn't borrowed his strength, he would have collapsed immediately.

"Sir, I'm sorry to drag you down."

"..."

When Xu Lu ran out like a newborn calf, holding the lighted wood, he suddenly disrupted the battlefield. Who could bear such a thick wooden stake?

However, no matter how powerful he is, he is still just a child after all, what's more, the opponents are numerous and powerful, after several rounds, those who die are dead, and those who are not dead are all tied up in front of his eyes.

Xu Yong was stabbed on the shoulder and back, his chest was soaked by a spear, he stood against the wall with his eyes open, but he didn't make a sound.

The leader walked over, turned his long knife, cut off his head, and threw it to the guards beside him: "Take it away."

Xu Lu didn't see this scene, and the few of them who were still alive were all driven off the road.

The sky is faintly white, revealing the white trace of the morning sun, and the sky is getting brighter. They came from this road, but they stepped back to the same road.

The horse whip swung down violently, and the person on the horse yelled, "Hurry up!"

Guo Jia's legs were already weak, but when he was hit by a whip, he suddenly fell forward, his eyes went dark, and there was a burning pain in his back.

"He's sick!" Xu Lu quickly helped him up.

"Then go to hell!"

"Wow!"

Seeing another whip, it went straight towards Guo Jia's top door.

"call out!"

A silver light flashed, and before the whip fell, the man was pierced through the forehead by a feathered arrow and fell off the horse.

"Enemy attack!"

The cavalry was in a mess in an instant, and the only enemies that could not be seen were cold arrows one after another.

Guo Jia leaned on Xu Lu's body, in a haze, but saw a white horse riding, a white robe and silver armor, coming like a blue sky, rolling clouds and wind, the past and old memories reappeared in a trance.

The flames of the red cliff gradually blurred the man's face, but what remained unchanged was the white clothes, majestic and majestic, bearing the majesty of the world.

A silver gun, named Yajiao, there is no right end of the world.

The spear wept blood, causing ghosts to cry and howl.

The person who was showing off his might last night is now like a bereaved dog.

The silver spear is like a swimming dragon, howling for nine days, sitting on a white horse and stepping on swallows, passing by, only seeing blood rising and falling, only seeing the blade broken and the front destroyed.It seems that only one person can cross the battlefield, raise his hand to overturn the clouds, and instantly overwhelm the world.

It took less than half a moment for a dozen people to charge and kill, and the battle situation had already been locked.

Xu Lu and the others looked at the enemy who was bossy a moment ago, but at this moment he was like himself, a prisoner, and they all clapped their hands and cheered.

"Brother Zhao, what should we do with these few?" A person who came with the white-clothed soldier asked.

Bai Yi approached the bandit leader: "Who are you? Who are you imprisoned?"

Bandit leader: "If you want to kill or cut, why bother talking nonsense!"

This group of people didn't talk about it, and Xu Lu and the others really didn't know. In fact, from the surprise last night to being tied up in prison, they didn't know what happened at all. They just beat and killed all night, and then they were defeated.

"If you capture us, you should be able to find a job with Yuan Shao."

A weak and inaudible voice came, and the face of the bandit leader suddenly changed.

"Then who are you?"

Guo Jia lowered his head and coughed a few times: "Xu Yong, Xu He's younger brother."

"Yellow Turban remnants?"

Bai Yi looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, a pair of peach blossom eyes, as deep as deep abyss, unreachable, indistinguishable.Cheek flushing is an abnormal flush that can be seen by the naked eye.

Guo Jia said: "Thank you for your help, the righteous man. May I ask what the name of the righteous man is?"

Bai Yi raised his gun and cupped his fists: "Zhao Yun, the name is Zilong."

"Hehe, Zilong..." Guo Jia smiled lightly, and immediately fell forward.

"Be careful." Zhao Yun's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, he stabilized the man, and then looked down, but the man was still half conscious, his eyes were closed tightly, and he had already passed out.

In the room, a brazier was lit, and the windows were slanted open. Occasionally, a gust of cold wind would blow in, but it dissipated directly, and could not blow to the distant bedside.

Zhao Yun knocked on the door and entered, and saw the man wrapped in a plain white coat, leaning against the pillow, leaning against the head of the bed, with a look of embarrassment that couldn't be concealed.The eyes were lightly closed, only the eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the thin lips were a little more bloody than when he was fainting, but the whole person was slumped there, still very haggard.

Zhao Yun still remembers that moment, that person's smile seemed to go back to the world of mortals, and all the karmic obstacles in the world were melted into that smile.

He didn't remember that he had ever seen such a smile, but it seemed to emerge from the depths of his soul.

"Sir, is the injury better?"

"Thank you Zilong for remembering, it's much better."

After he fell into a coma that day, Zhao Yun took him back to Zhending directly. After the medical officer of the Sheriff's Mansion diagnosed and treated him, he said that this person had a congenital disease, was weak and weak, and was easily disturbed by external evils.

The medical officer talked eloquently, but it was Zhao Yun who said, "Quickly decoct the medicine."

The whip that Guo Jia received was traumatic, and after applying the medicine, it should be fine. However, his wind and cold hadn't subsided, and the whip wound made his illness worse. After several days of recuperation, he finally recovered.

In the past few days, Xu Lu took care of him wholeheartedly, Zhao Yun also came twice, most of the time, it was the medical officer who came to diagnose the illness and then repay him.

The medical officer reported to Zhao Yun, saying that the husband is still in good spirits today, most of his injuries have recovered, and the wind and cold have stopped recurring.

After Zhao Yun returned from patrolling the city, he came to this room.

Zhao Yun sat down on the soft stool at the end of the bed and straightened his robe: "Why did you assert that that day, sir, that group of gangsters wanted to capture you and change their positions?"

Guo Jia lowered his eyelids and said in a hoarse voice: "The remnants of the Yellow Turban are the targets of conquest by all parties. If Xu Yong can be captured, it will be easier for Xu He and others who have wiped out Qingzhou." After finishing speaking, he smiled lowly.

"Why are you laughing, sir?"

"Jia just laughed at that person for being too stupid. How can Yuan Shao be someone who can be impressed by mere Xu Yong?"

"Mister is actually familiar with Yuan Benchu?"

The purpose of Zhao Yun's visit today, he has never mentioned to anyone, Changshan is now in a place where several forces are stalemate, everyone in the county persuades him to choose a side and attach himself, but Zhao Yun has not been able to make a decision.

He didn't know why he wanted to listen to Fan Guojia's thoughts, but he had a faint feeling in his heart that this person was different from ordinary people.

"Jia came from Yuan Shao's camp."

The deep eyes, neither flickering nor avoiding, shone with water, full of peach blossoms, and the corners of the lips were smiling.Although his face was pale, Zhao Yun had never seen that kind of appearance on others before. It was gentle and elegant, as if he had been exiled from an immortal.

"Jia recommended himself to join Yuan Ying, and then, after only staying for about a month, he deposed himself again."

"Why?"

Guo Jia covered his mouth and coughed a few times, Zhao Yun hurriedly poured tea and water, Guo Jia drank his saliva, and said slowly.

"Zilong...but he is hesitating, which side should he choose?"

Zhao Yun held the teapot and looked at him blankly.

"Changshan originally belonged to Jizhou. If it is inferred as usual, it should be voted for Yuan Shao. It's a pity that Yuan Benchu ​​was respectful and virtuous in his early years, but now he is full of plans, but he doesn't accept good words. He is too small to make a weapon."

Guo Jia spoke very slowly sentence by sentence, and Zhao Yun listened carefully, but when Guo Jia finished speaking, Zhao Yun couldn't help but add another word.

"There are virtuous talents in the sky, but they are not used."

Guo Jia heard it, smiled dumbly, covered his eyebrows with his palms, and said softly: "Zilong... I've said it before..."

"Although Yun is a martial artist, he is not a reckless person."

After that day, Zhao Yun didn't show up for several days. Guo Jia knew that this person was preparing to surrender, so he didn't say anything more.In addition to the routine diagnosis and treatment by the medical officer every day, Guo Jia accompanied Xu Lu to pay respects to Xu Yong in his spare time.

Even though Xu Yong's family is the remnant party of the Yellow Turban, but now, it has become three feet of loess under his feet. The dead man is forgotten by the dust.

Guo Jia asked Xu Lu what plans he had in the future

Xu Luyan: "In the future, I will follow my husband, okay?"

Guo Jia shook his head with a smile: "A man is born in troubled times, he should make contributions, how can he stay with me, a sick child."

"What about Mr.? Haven't you ever thought about competing in the world and giving advice?"

Compete in the world, guide the country...

Why didn't he think about it? He certainly thought about it. He had already thought about it in his last life...

The wind blew up on the mountain, and gusts of chill rolled up, and Guo Jia couldn't help but tighten the collar of the fox fur coat.

Facing Xu Lu's expectant gaze, Guo Jia said indifferently, but he didn't know whether he meant to listen to Xu Lu, or just muttered to himself: "I don't want to, in this life, Jia doesn't have much energy to spend, just ask , a lifetime of peace..."

The footsteps of the visitor suddenly stopped halfway, the two people turned their backs to him, and they didn't notice him, but Guo Jia's words and sentences made him listen to them all.

Zhao Yun frowned slightly, because in that speech, what he heard was the loneliness of all thoughts, and the tiredness that seemed to have enlightened the world of mortals, but was still helpless.

Guo Jia turned around and saw Zhao Yun, he was taken aback for a moment, then said: "Zilong is here."

Zhao Yundao: "Sir, the cloud has been properly arranged. I want to ask you, sir. If you would like to follow me, Beitou Gongsun Zan."