The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

It's just a pity that he found out too late, because Zhao Yun had already taken the bow and set the arrow as fast as possible, so he was still one step slower after all.

Withdrawing the longbow and getting off the horse, Zhao Yun tapped several times near the huge gun hole through which the woman was pierced, only to see that the blood flowing like a stream was instantly stopped.

However, it is impossible for the blood that has flowed out to return to the body, and the coarse cloth clothes have been stained with blood, and it is obvious that the woman's life is gradually coming to an end.

Zhao Yun is very aware of this.

For the strong, intuition is sometimes more accurate than judgment.

However, it was precisely because of this that he hated the Wuhuan people who caused the scene in front of him even more.

Slowly withdrawing his palm, he turned around and picked up the child who had just lost his mother with one hand. Zhao Yun got on the horse sideways, holding the gun in one hand.

The bright blue aura flowed like water on his body, even enveloping the child in his arms, a powerful aura rose slowly, powerful but not overwhelming.

Zhao Yun didn't dare to look at the woman who died on the ground with tears of joy, he couldn't save her,

The feeling of watching a person die in front of oneself, but being powerless, is very uncomfortable.

Therefore, he decided to use the blood of Wuhuan Sergeant to avenge this unknown mother!

Some people might say that with him alone, it may be difficult to kill all those beasts that wander around in different places and kill wantonly in a short period of time.

However, fortunately or unfortunately, at this moment, in this general environment, Zhao Zilong is not the only one who is angry.

"kill!"

Everyone, including Gao Zhi, let out a tragic roar,

He drove the horse and galloped, only to feel a buzzing sound in his head at this moment.

I just felt that the blood all over my body was rushing towards my head, almost bursting my head.

Although the great man is in decline, the sun is fading and the building is about to collapse, but in the heart of the most famous general, he still hopes that the horse will step outside the fortress, expand the territory, seal the wolf and live in it, and make an indelible contribution.

However, killing Hu Weiguo has always been the Erlang of the Han family, the greatest honor!

Soon, the whole air was filled with a strong evil spirit,

When the white figures hid in the main roads in the county.

In the county, the miserable voices of Wuhuan Rangers resounded from the silent night sky, spreading far and far away.

But the people around didn't seem to hear it at all, and they didn't even bother to drift their eyes here.

At this moment, these white horse followers have turned into killing machines.

To stop killing with killing, to control violence with violence, is worthy of the name of elite!

Twelve Army Attacks

The bloody storm spread all over the night.

Because the main force of Wuhuan has already left for other counties and towns to wreak havoc.

Most of the people left in the dilapidated Puxian County were scattered cavalry or squadrons who wandered among the ruins in order to collect items for extra money.

The total number of these groups is only a few hundred skirmishers and rangers.

For those unarmed people in the county, town and village, as well as the relatively weak county soldiers and yamen servants who have not been trained for a long time, they are naturally invincible.

But now, when they are facing thousands of people, with coordinated actions, well-organized words and deeds, and battle-tested combat effectiveness, they are not inferior or even even more victorious.

In addition, there are brave warriors such as Gongsun Zan and Zhao Zilong who are full of anger and fighting power, and the ending is naturally self-evident.

This unequal battle ended soon, but the mess left by the Wuhuan in and around Pu County still needed Gongsun Zan's troops to deal with it.

For this reason, after leading the elite cavalry Baima Yicong under his command, with the gate of Puxian County as the center, he swept away the Wuhuan Sanqi in Puxian like a hurricane.

Gongsun Zan deliberately left a Qu Chief, and he commanded the two hundred cavalrymen under his command to gather the many county soldiers and county servants who had been scattered and defeated before, and took the surviving soldiers and county servants who had been hard-fought to find in Pu County and its surrounding areas. Disabled people.

He also specifically asked Qu Chang to let the follow-up troops composed of more than ten thousand horse infantry and cavalry led by Yan Gang and Zou Dan speed up their march.

Then he led the rest of the cavalry to continue to the next county town that was attacked, and at the same time sent out scouts to find the whereabouts of the main force of the Wuhuan cavalry.

It can be seen that Gongsun Zan is very concerned about the Wuhuan invasion.

Therefore, after the purge, the whole army moved forward at a high speed, until the night was getting darker, and everyone took a rest on a slope to fill their stomachs and restore their horsepower.

Holding the long gun, lowering his figure, he flicked the iron gun with his hand in depression, shaking off the sweat stains from his palm on it.

Gao Zhile was driving the white horse, half-supported on the white horse under his crotch, and followed Zhao Yun to the hillside to get off the horse to rest and feed the horses by the way.

During the whole process, Gao Zhi did not speak in a muffled voice as before, but lowered his head slightly, and his eyes drooped slightly.

Not long ago, the surging mood that had been heated up by the blood, now fell back to the chest again.

It's unbelievable to say that even though nearly half an hour has passed since the melee just now, Gao Zhi still feels a little uncomfortable in his abdominal cavity, and wants to vomit!

In the brief melee in Pu County just now, he followed closely behind Zhao Yun with a moment of enthusiasm, and luckily he also killed a Wuhuan man who fell from his horse with the impact of his horse.

Since ancient humans invented stone tools, they used tools to fight animals, and gradually copper and iron tools began to appear, from scratch.

From the stone civilization to the slave civilization to the monarch civilization, and even to the Han Dynasty today, the weapon martial arts civilization has gradually climbed to glory in the development.

Perhaps, in the physical potential of every descendant of the Yellow Emperor, there was the fighting spirit of the ancestors of the past who fought bloody for survival and passed down through the blood.

At a certain moment, this spirit will assist people to survive and fight... At least during the battle just now, Gao Zhi, the otaku of later generations, with his blood, can also truly fight Do it with your own hands.

Although at that time after killing someone, he was briefly affected by the negative psychological impact brought about by the first killing with his own hands. Dazed on the spot.

Now that I got the order to dismount and rest, my mind suddenly relaxed, and I couldn't bear it anymore, and all the negative emotions I suppressed just now returned to my body in an instant.

Gao Zhi stepped back a few steps, came under a big tree, and vomited out violently as if his stomach was overwhelmed.

This vomiting almost instantly poured out all the food he ate last time, not only that, even the bitter bile was poured out completely, until his stomach convulsions were extremely sad, and he slowly Slowly calmed down.

Zhao Yun on the side thought that he was not feeling well, so he came here to inquire and care about him. After Gao Zhi confirmed that there was no problem, he turned around and continued to feed the horse.

After taking a few gulps of clear water, the soreness in the throat gradually disappeared with the slight coolness.

"Alas..." Looking at Zhao Yun's back, Gao Zhi sighed softly, with a trace of bitterness drawn at the corner of his mouth.

Just now he lied, or he concealed something -- what he didn't tell Zhao Yun was that he didn't vomit because he was uncomfortable, but because he didn't accept the blood for a while, just because he... was afraid.

Fear of blood can also be said to be the feeling of fear of killing people.

This is the first time a modern person faces the fighting in the era of cold weapons, blood and survival.