In the dense forest, in front of Liu Bei's retreating army, Xiahou Dun took the lead, the gun flashed coldly, and one shot picked one person down.

When the killing was on the rise, it was Xia Houlan who was beside her and said arrogantly: "A certain person will be able to decapitate Liu Bei today!"

Xia Houlan gave him a cold look, and with her long sword, she beheaded the person beside her. The person who was beheaded had wounds on her leg, wrapped in layers of cloth, which was clearly an old wound.

"General, I think these soldiers are different."

"General! Front... Liu Bei's camp is on fire!"

Xiahou Dun laughed and said, "Has Liu Bei even burned down his lair! Xiahoulan, what else do you have to worry about!"

"The whole army obeys orders! Chase!"

The mountain road was narrow, and Cao Jun and his party quickly shuttled through it, drawing a long black shadow.

The Zhaoye Jade Lion was stopped in front of Bowang Slope, and Zhao Yun commanded the former army to pile up dry grass, dead branches and other things on the ancient road.

In front of him were the remnants of soldiers who had escaped, and compared with when they set out, there were much fewer.As Zhao Yun said before the battle, after all, it is impossible to bring everyone out one by one.

The sound of horseshoes approaching was so close that Xiahou Dun's wild laughter could almost be heard.

"ignition!"

In an instant, raging fire was everywhere, like a long snake spitting out a letter, with the tongue of fire curling up, submerging the entire Bowangpo in an instant.

The flames were dim, and the soldiers standing in the distance could even see people struggling in the sea of ​​fire one by one. What was scattered was not only blood, but also a choking stench.

The scorched men and horses were mixed with lumps of charcoal black.

"Ahhh!"

In the flames, a black shadow suddenly appeared, and when I looked closely, it turned out to be the corpse of Cao Jun.Then, corpses were thrown out one by one, tearing apart the fire line bit by bit.

"Zhao Yun!"

One person carried a horse and jumped over the sea of ​​flames. His face was blackened, his helmet was missing, and his hair and eyebrows were all burned away.

There is no trace of arrogance.

Xiahou Dunsheng regretted not listening to Xiahoulan's words, and insisted on going his own way, burying all his followers on Bowang Slope, burning the corpses, and even omitting the burial.

The so-called mourning soldiers are just like Xiahou Dun at this moment, his eyes are open, and he can't wait to swallow Zhao Yun alive.

Zhao Yun was not afraid, he sat down on the white horse and rode the wind, and turned the corner of the pole in his palm. Under the fire, he was dressed in silver armor and white robes, as if dyed with golden light, which was so gorgeous that people couldn't open their eyes.

Fighting with each other is like the roar of flames.

Xiahou Dun was desperate to die, and he didn't care about the cut wounds on his body.

Just attack blindly, and then attack!

Dazzling gun shadows and howling winds twisted towards Zhao Yun like thousands of sharp knives.

Two colors of silver and black, it just smashed the world into one.

An indistinguishable electric light suddenly exploded.

But seeing Zhao Yun let out a low growl, he withdrew his silver spear suddenly, turned over and stepped on the back of a horse.

There was only a touch of silver and white blasting out from his palm, like an arrow leaving the string.

With the force of splitting wind, Man Man burst out of the sky like thunder.

Suddenly, from the flames, there was a loud cry.

"Zilong, keep a certain amount of credit! Hahaha!"

Before the voice of the visitor fell, the figure had already arrived in front of him.

However, Zhang Fei could still only see that the silver gun in Zhao Yun's hand had been firmly inserted into Xiahou Dun's chest, and the tip of the gun was soaked from behind, dripping drops of blood.

"Zilong! Can you stop killing so quickly every time, please? Fortunately, my old Zhang has already rushed here!"

Zhuge Liang ordered Guan Yu and Zhang Fei to lead their own troops and lie down in Yushan and Anlin on both sides of Bowangpo. When Zhao Yun pretended to retreat and lit the fire, they took advantage of the fire to attack.

It's a pity that Zhang Fei was really unhappy in this battle. They were all carbon sticks that had been burned to the point of death. Zhang Fei felt that his Zhangba Snake Spear hadn't been used enough.

Thinking about it, he was going to fight Xiahoudun, but in the end, he watched Xiahoudun being shot down by Zhao Yun.

Just as Zhang Fei was about to complain twice, he heard a hoarse voice shout.

"Zhao Zilong, let me go, let me go."

Zhang Fei turned his head and saw that the snake spear in his hand was about to move again.

Xia Houlan's horizontal sword rested on Guo Jia's neck, and with just a little movement of the blade, the blood vessel could be cut instantly.

"Guo Fengxiao, didn't you die in Yizhou, why did you appear in Liu Bei's camp again?"

Xia Houlan held Guo Jia back step by step, but there were densely packed Liu Jun around.

"Xiahoulan, let me go."

Zhao Yun pressed hard at every step, but he didn't dare to lift the silver gun in his hand.

"Let him go? Hehe, Zhao Zilong, why don't you give me a fast horse. After I return to Cao Ying, I will let him go, but... if my lord sees him, I don't know if I will let him go or not." gone."

"Xiahoulan! I think of you and my fellow countrymen. If you are willing to surrender to the lord, I will let you live."

"Surrender to Liu Bei?"

Now that Xiahou Dun is dead, most of the Cao Jun who came with him were killed or injured. Xiahou Lan is only a lieutenant general, no one will take care of him at all. If he does not return, Li Dian and others will at most regard him as buried in the sea of ​​fire.

Right now, surrounded by Zhao Yun and others, even if he held Guo Jia hostage, it would not be easy to break out of the encirclement.

"Zilong, why are you talking to him!

After Zhang Fei finished speaking, the Zhangba Snake Spear actually pierced through.

"when!"

Of course Zhang Fei didn't expect that the snake spear he stabbed was actually stopped by Zhao Yun in the middle.

"Zhao Zilong, what are you doing!"

Zhao Yun pushed Zhang Fei away, turned to Xiahoulan and said, "Xiahoulan, let me go and meet the lord with me. You can't escape."

Xia Houlan sneered: "So what if I can't escape, one more Guo Fengxiao will be buried with me, this business is not a loss for Lan."

"Xiahoulan, you can kill as soon as you want to. How can you be a real man if you take your time."

The two sides confronted each other, but Guo Jia suddenly opened his mouth.

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Xiahou Lan wondered.

"I've already died, so there's nothing to be afraid of." Guo Jia said impatiently, "If you want to die, kill me, and Zilong can give you a good time."

Guo Jia's seemingly understatement, but in Xia Houlan's ears, he naturally filled in what he had left.

If you want to live, you can live if you surrender.

And if you want to escape from here, you are undoubtedly daydreaming.

"Hahaha! Haha!"

Zhang Fei stared dumbfounded at this man who seemed to be suddenly insane, pulled Guo Jia who had been let go, and asked treacherously: "Feng Xiao, you are a good trick, a person who was righteous a quarter of an hour ago , actually fell in love with your pomegranate so quickly...uh..."

Guo Jia rolled his eyes at him.

When Guo Jia passed by Zhao Yun, he didn't even look at him.

Zhao Yun was about to extend his hand, but he slowly put it down because he was blocked by the front of the three armies.

Xia Houlan, who was captured on one side, had a wisp of evil in her eyes, swimming between the two of them.

Xiahou Dun raised his troops to attack, but broke his halberd at Bowangpo. Except for Yu Jin's escape, Xiahou Dun died in the first battle, Xiahou Lan returned to Liu Bei, and was named an army officer by Liu Bei.

On the contrary, Li Dian, who guarded the camp, was attacked by Guan Ping, Zhou Cang and others, and most of the food, grass and military supplies were burned.

Together with Yu Jin, Li Dian packed up the remnants and fled back to Xudu.

Just as Guo Jia said, Liu Bei won a complete victory in this battle.

Liu Bei prepared a banquet in the city guard's mansion, and Zhuge Liang won the first seat. There was an endless stream of people who came to congratulate him. After several drinks, Zhuge Liang was still not a little bit drunk.

Zhang Fei abandoned the wine bottle, picked up the wine jar and came over.

"Military division, if you have offended me before, please do not forgive me. During the battle of Bowangpo, the certain pair of military divisions were convinced. From now on, the military division told me to go east, and I would never look west!"

As he said that, he just gulped down a jar of wine like this. After the filling, it was easy. Zhang Fei just lay flat, and no matter how others called him, he would not wake up.

Seeing that he had solved one, Zhuge Liang raised his wine cup and looked at Guan Yu.

However, Guan Yu is not Zhang Fei. He brought a bottle of wine and just said: "Guan is convinced."

Zhuge Liang blinked at Guo Jia, and slowly drank the contents of the cup.

At this time, Liu Bei sat at the head and said: "This battle, of course, the military division is indispensable, but Zilong's beheading Xiahou Dun himself is also a great achievement."

Zhao Yun hurriedly picked up his wine glass and got up: "It's all thanks to the strategist's strategy."

Liu Bei chuckled, "Today is our army's victory celebration day, how can there be no dancing and music to cheer us up?"

How could there be no dance music?

The musician sitting on the side hurriedly beat, but Liu Bei stopped him and said: "I heard that the military master is also good at instrumental music, how about asking the military master to play a song for us?" But his eyes fell on Zhuge Liang.

Zhuge Liang didn't even bother to guess Liu Bei's thoughts, so he had to read silently in his heart.

"Feng Xiao, Feng Xiao, you are full of strange things, don't blame me, who told Zilong to hide you so well, my lord can't even see you..."

Although Guo Jia didn't hear Zhuge Liang's muttering in his heart, the flying eye knife was enough to stab Zhuge Liang with holes all over his body.

"Back to the lord, Liang is a little drunk, and I am afraid that the piano played here is also drunk."

Liu Bei was surprised with satisfaction: "Then what should I do?"

The sound of the piano is faint, with several strings rising and falling.

The meaning of the song is curling, and it is hard to tell how strong and soft the intestines are.

It's like a house with flowing water, like cooking smoke and the moon.

But what is missing is the momentum to swallow mountains and rivers, the meaning of iron horses and mountains and rivers.

Liu Bei heard that, the smile hanging on the corner of his lips was still hanging, but it was a little stiff.

Zhuge Liang heard it, half-closed his eyes, and shook his feather fan lightly.

Guan Yu heard it, but took another big gulp of wine.

Zhang Fei could hear, uh, he couldn't hear, he was drunk.

It was Zhao Yun, whose face was as calm as water, without showing any emotion.

At the end of the song, Liu Bei was the first to applaud: "I didn't expect to be lucky enough to see Feng Xiao's piano skills today. It's really pleasing to the eyes and ears. Come and give me wine."

Guo Jia didn't refuse, Liu Bei gave it to him, and he drank it in one gulp.As a result, the object of the whole toast changed from Zhuge Liang to Guo Jia.

Zhao Yun advised him to drink less, but Guo Jia stared back.

Looking at the man's eyes reddened by the smell of alcohol, Zhao Yun clenched his fists tightly.

At night, the streets and alleys in the city were so empty that only the footsteps of two people remained.

"Bong Xiao..."

Guo Jia was supported by someone, and answered vaguely.

"Zilong, are we going home?"

The man said with a smile: "No, we go out of the city, oh, it's also counted as going home."

Guo Jia seemed to have had too much to drink, and now the strength of the wine was picking up, and the man leaned crookedly on the man's shoulder.

"Feng Xiao, if I can bring you back, the lord will definitely praise me a lot, ha ha."

Guo Jia closed his eyes and frowned.

At night, the wind blows, and there are no stars in the sky, only dark clouds that are getting thicker and thicker, covering the whole Xinye.

The two black-painted city gates are already faintly visible.

"Feng Xiao, fortunately I listened to what you said that day, and I was not reckless. Now, I can finally go back."

The man whispered in his ear.

"Boom—"

At this moment, a blue light suddenly cut down from the sky, and accompanied by a loud noise, the torrential rain poured down instantly.

Lightning flashed across, and in an instant, this person's face was completely illuminated, Xia Houlan!

As if seeing a ghost, his face was pale with shock!

In front of the city gate, the man with silver spear and white armor firmly blocked his way.

"Zhao... Yun..."

The author has something to say: Mr. (╰_╯)#: What the hell is this Xia Houlan!

General Zhao (⊙o⊙): This person is Yun's younger brother...

Mr.: You are clearly a treacherous person, hum╭(╯^╰)╮

General Zhao: Yes, yes, what Feng Xiao said is very true, very true...

Xia Houlan o(╯□╰)o: Zhao Zilong, what is your position?What about morals!

General Zhao blinked: What is that? ? ?

Xia Houlan_(:3」∠)_

Thank you for the boring children's shoes da mine~~~O(∩_∩)O

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