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"Oh no! The bandits have entered the village!"

In the village, someone was running wildly, shouting out the latest news in fear.

"Did the Yellow Turban rebels really kill Zilong?"

The people in the village couldn't believe it.

They knew how powerful Zhao Yun was.

But they also knew how many Yellow Turbans there were.

"A black-faced man broke into the village!" The messenger shouted in panic.

"Are you talking about me?" A thick voice like thunder sounded in the village.

The villagers looked over and saw a black-faced man holding Zhao Yun, getting closer and closer.

Although the man looked ferocious.

But he didn't look like a bad guy.

And the action of holding Zhao Yun was more like protection.

They had never seen a bad guy protect a good guy.

"You kid didn't even see clearly, and you spread the news." The old man in the village scolded and hurried to meet him.

"I am Zhang Yide from Tiezhuang, Youbeiping County, Youzhou. The young man in your village is overworked and needs to replenish his strength."

Zhang Fei said in a rough voice, "Get me a pot and firewood immediately!"

"What are you still standing there for? Go quickly!" The old man ordered, and several young people ran away.

After Liu Yu dealt with the things outside the village, he rushed to the village and spread the news to the villagers.

The Yellow Turbans had all been killed, so they could rest assured.

It was a small village, and the news spread to every household in a short time.

The people were extremely excited.

What they didn't expect was that these people could easily kill all the Yellow Turbans.

What kind of force is this?

The eyes looking at Liu Yu became different.

Zhang Fei led the young and strong people in the two villages to work, and soon, they cooked a small pot of seafood.

The fresh and fragrant smell spread in the space.

The villagers who were watching all swallowed hard.

The year was bad, and the whole village was frugal and hungry.

Moreover, they had never smelled such delicious food before.

The children stared at the pot with their eyes wide open, unable to move.

The other people were not much better.

"First, serve some soup and feed it to the boy." Liu Yu ordered.

Zhang Fei started to execute, but he was clumsy and his movements were too rough.

Liu Yu pointed to a girl in the crowd and asked her to replace Zhang Fei.

After drinking a bowl of hot soup, Zhao Yun, who was lying on the ground, frowned.

"Brother Yun is fine!" The young people watching were a little excited.

Zhao Yun was their leader.

It was great that he could survive this disaster.

The young people were very excited.

The onlookers were whispering, and footsteps were heard outside.

The villagers turned around and saw a team of soldiers carrying weapons coming, and they hurried to make way.

Zhao Yun slowly woke up, and the first thing he saw was a black face lying on the ground.

"Don't hurt my village, thieves!"

With a bang, he jumped up from the ground and made a gun-holding gesture, but his hands were empty.

"Are you awake?" A questioning voice sounded beside Zhao Yun.

He turned around and saw that it was the young man who rode a white horse and killed the Yellow Turban bandits as easily as harvesting weeds.

Looking around, he found that he was in the village and the villagers were all there.

There were also some soldiers carrying weapons, which made Zhao Yun feel relieved.

In an instant, he understood that it was the other party who came to help and saved their entire village from the Yellow Turban bandits.

"Thank you for your help!" Zhao Yun knelt down and said, "If you hadn't brought the cavalry here, our entire Zhaojia Village would have been destroyed by the Yellow Turban bandits."

"I, Zhao Zilong, thank you!"

As he said this, Zhao Yun bowed his head and kowtowed.

Whoosh!

The people around him also knelt down and kowtowed.

"Zilong, you don't have to be so polite." Liu Yu leaned over to help.

Zhao Yun was determined to kowtow, but he found that the huge power coming from the other party's arm made him feel that he couldn't refuse.

He directly helped him up, making it impossible for him to fight against him.

A look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Although he was not outstanding in strength, that was also compared to people with natural supernatural powers.

He knew very well what strength he had.

It was much greater than that of ordinary martial artists.

However, he was not able to resist the man in front of him, which surprised him.

"Everyone, get up!" Liu Yu said loudly.

"We just happened to pass by here, so we defeated the Yellow Turbans."

"As Tiezhuang people, what we hate most is the bandits who bully the people."

The people around him focused their attention on Liu Yu, and their emotions fluctuated with his words.

"PleaseMay I ask your name, sir?" Zhao Yun asked respectfully.

"I am Liu Yu, the owner of Tiezhuang, Youbeiping County, Youzhou." Liu Yu introduced himself.

"I meet the owner!" Zhao Yun clasped his fists and saluted, adding a bit of respect.

Wait!

He suddenly thought of a question.

He glanced at the strong soldiers holding weapons around him, and suddenly remembered that these two hundred soldiers were all cavalrymen?

He asked, "How can a manor afford two hundred cavalrymen?"

The villagers who were watching around also came to their senses and looked up and down at the cavalrymen.

They are also young and strong, look at their strong bodies.

Look at the young and strong in their village, they are simply incomparable.

One is worth two!

"These are the soldiers of our Tiezhuang." Liu Yu introduced with a smile.

"Zhuang...Zhuang soldiers. "Zhao Yun's eyes fluctuated violently, and his gaze returned from Liu Yu to the village soldiers, with mixed feelings in his heart.

They are the same village, why is there such a big gap?

They can't even get food in their village.

And they can actually raise cavalry!

Two hundred!

As a person who yearns for war horses, Zhao Yun knows very well how expensive war horses that can go to the battlefield are.

More importantly, war horses need a lot of grass to raise.

Not everyone can afford it.

"Two hundred cavalry, your village is really rich!" Zhao Yun said with emotion.

"Two hundred?" Zhang Fei raised the corner of his mouth, "Our Tiezhuang has more than these!"

"No...more than these cavalry? "Zhao Yun's heart was in turmoil, as if the voice of the black-faced man had thrown a huge stone into his heart.

However, he waited for the other party to continue speaking, but found that he didn't say anything.

This made him feel uncomfortable.

Always had a dream of being a cavalryman, Zhao Yun's mind emerged with the scene of two hundred cavalrymen charging at the Yellow Turban soldiers in the wilderness before, and he yearned for it very much.

Liu Yu looked around and ordered: "Yide, cook the dried seafood brought by the cavalrymen and distribute it to the villagers.

"Yes!" Zhang Fei responded and took the soldiers to work.

While walking, he muttered: "These dried seafood, everyone in the village is tired of eating, just use it to give to these people who can't eat."

The villagers around pricked up their ears, not even daring to breathe, trying their best to hear what the big man said.