Chapter 279   Silver Helmet Silver Armor White Dragon Horse

Seeing the bandits swarming outside Zhaojia Village, there were about four or five hundred people, and I expected that Zhao Yun could clean up all of them, but if Lu Bu wanted to win Zhao Yun's favor, he had to take action.

But before Lu Bu could take action, the bandits wanted to slip away when they saw something was wrong.

When Lu Bu's Flying Tiger Army was one mile away from Zhaojia Village, the sound of horse hooves was discovered by the bandits. They saw two thousand cavalry rushing here, thinking that the official army came to encircle them, so they rushed to Changshan.

Lu Bu ordered Dian Wei: "Come on evil, you lead a thousand people to take a detour to them, and I lead a thousand people to catch up with them. These four or five hundred bandits want to rob such a dilapidated mountain village. They must be not good bandits who have theories and good deeds. They must be wiped out and prevent poisoning from being poisoned."

Dian Wei quickly led a thousand cavalry and circled around to the front where the bandits escaped. Zhaojia Village was still a few miles away from Changshan, which was a fleeting pass for the Flying Tiger Army that was galloping on horseback.

After a while, the four or five hundred bandits were surrounded by the Central Army. Lu Bu glanced at them and saw that several bandits were carrying women on their shoulders, and they also had the robbers of gold, silver and fine gold, silver and thin, and had no energy. They were completely different from Zhang Yan's Feiyan Army. It was probably because a group of Taihang bandits were driven out of Taihang Mountain by Zhang Yan and wandered to Changshan.

Lu Bu had no disgust for the bandits who dared to follow the official army and the aristocratic families who were fighting against them, but was willing to reorganize them. He had no fondness for such bandits who bully the weak and feared the strong and knew how to bully the ordinary poor. Just like later generations, he admired the thieves who dared to rob money houses and noble officials, but hated the thieves who stole wallets on the bus.

Lu Bu waved his hand to stop the Central Army from killing the bandits, but asked them to surround the bandits, and then rode his horse to the man in white robe, looked at him for a moment, and saw that the man was twenty years old, eight feet tall, tall, tall, handsome, eyes bright, and heroic between his eyebrows. Lu Bu was already a little sure of his heart, so he bowed and asked, "Dare you ask, Changshan Zhao Yun and Zhao Zilong?"

The man in white robe stabbed Liang's silver spear on the ground, bowed and bowed and said, "It's Zhao Yun, here I am. Can you ask if you are the General Feng Xian Gong, General Feng Bei?"

Lu Bu said in surprise: "Zilong, you should have never met me, why did you recognize me at a glance?!"

Zhao Yun laughed and said, "Mr. Fengxian, although I have never seen your appearance, I have heard of you, my outfit, red rabbit horse, square sky painting halberd, three-pointed hair purple gold crown, Xichuan hundred flowers red brocade robe, and a lion's body swallowing face and a ring armor."

Lu Bu couldn't help laughing, his equipment had already spread with his invincible reputation.

Two men beside Zhao Yun also bowed and said, "Zhao Feng, Xiahou Lan meets Fengxiangong!"

Lu Bu looked closely and saw that Zhao Feng was about twenty-five or six years old, and looked a little similar to Zhao Yun. He should be Zhao Yun's brother. He looked much weaker than Zhao Yunying. A cold wind blew from Changshan, and Zhao Feng felt a violent cough. It seemed that if there was no famous doctor's treatment, he would probably be like in a few years, Zhao Yun would resign from Gongsun Zan and return to his hometown to bury his brother, and then bid farewell to Lu Bu's return to his hometown to bury his brother. Zhao Feng had just taken the villagers to hide in his house. When he heard that an official army was coming, he walked out to greet him.

Xiahou Lan was about eighteen years old, with a handsome face and a seven-foot-five-inch height. She was also carrying a bright silver spear. The bright silver spear was stained with some blood. There were also the corpses of several bandits lying horizontally at his feet, and the corpses of more than a dozen bandits lying beside Zhao Yun. From this point alone, it can be seen that Xiahou Lan's gun technique is far below Zhao Yun, so Lu Bu just scanned the gate of the village and only saw Zhao Yun with superb marksmanship but not Xiahou Lan.

However, after Xiahou Lan was captured by Liu Bei's army in the Battle of Bowang in history, he was recommended to Liu Bei by Zhao Yun to be the chief military officer of Liu Bei's army. From this perspective, Xiahou Lan is also a talent worthy of winning.

Lu Bu hurriedly bowed and said, "Two wise men, please don't be too polite!"

Lu Bu lifted Fang Tian Hua Ji from the saddle and said to Zhao Yun: "I see that you are good at shooting skills and your martial arts are probably not inferior to me. I really want to compete with you, and I am afraid that two tigers will suffer from any injury when fighting each other. Why don't we use these four or five hundred bandits to compete? Whoever kills more will have higher martial arts skills?"

Zhao Yun bowed and said, "Yun knew that his martial arts skills were not as good as Fengxiangong. However, these thieves bullied the weak, burned, killed, looted, and committed all kinds of evil. They were really hateful and could be killed!" As he said that, he raised his silver spear and prepared to rush towards the bandits.

Lu Bu quickly waved his hand to stop him: "Zilong, a good gun is matched with a horse, a good general is matched with a armor, and a neatly hangs it to get on the battlefield."

Lu Bu waved his hand again, and the Flying Tiger Soldier led a good white horse. The horse was 1 zhang long, eight feet tall, snow-white all over, and was extremely divine. There was a brand new silver helmet and silver armor on the saddle. This was what Lu Bu sent someone to find out where Zhao Yun lived and bought it in Zhending City when he sent someone to find out where Zhao Yun lived.

Zhao Yun looked at the divine white horse and the shining silver helmet and silver armor, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and then dimmed, and bowed and said, "Wang Xian Gong is so kind, don't know how to repay him?"

Lu Bu turned over and got off the Red Rabbit Horse, walked quickly to Zhao Yun, and laughed loudly: "Now Dong Zhuo is in chaos, and the emperor is in trouble in Yecheng, and the world is unstable. Zilong is willing to follow me to fight against Dong's thieves, welcome the emperor to return to Luodu, and jointly revive the Han Dynasty?!"

In the original history, Zhao Yun first defected to Yuan Shao because Yuan Shao recruited troops and said he wanted to deal with Dong thief. However, Yuan Shao's selfishness in the alliance army was very disappointed by Zhao Yun, so he turned to Gongsun Zan. In fact, he was from Zhending, Changshan County, Jizhou. If he had not been very disappointed with Yuan Shao, the governor of Jizhou, he would not have turned his homeland to a lord.

Zhao Yun hesitated for a moment, then bowed and said, "Zhao Yun is willing to follow Fengxian Duke to attack Dong's thief and revive the great Han Dynasty."

Zhao Yun's father was a county magistrate when he was alive. He taught him Confucian classics since childhood, which made Zhao Yun's loyalty to the Han Dynasty higher than that of ordinary people. Deep down, he was still worried that Lu Bu would become Wang Mang's second, so he did not accept Lu Bu as his lord as his lord like Guo Jia, Dong Zhao, and Xu Huang. He still needs to observe that if Lu Bu was really loyal to the Han Dynasty and benevolent and righteous, he would have been willing to worship Lu Bu as his lord wholeheartedly.

Lu Bu could hear the profound meaning hidden in Zhao Yun's words. He was not angry, but instead smiled and said, "If Zilong helps, great things will be expected!"

Zhao Yun put his silver helmet and armor on his body, making him look like a pink face. He was very handsome. He turned over a white horse, carried a bright silver spear, and rode a horse a few steps. He felt very satisfied. He smiled and asked, "Bengxian Gong, what is the name of this horse?!"

Lu Bu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and replied, "White Dragon Horse!"

"White Dragon Horse, good name, it's really a BMW dragon horse! Thank you for your reward!" Zhao Yun bowed and thanked him, then clamped the belly of the white dragon horse, spread out the reins, waved the dragon gallbladder, and rushed towards the bandits. The bright silver spear was all over the body, like pear blossoms, and the whole body was filled with auspicious snow. The white dragon horse was like a silver dragon, flying among the bandits.

Lu Bu also clamped the belly of the red rabbit, spread the reins, and waved the Fangtian Painted Ridge, as if a red lightning bolt was striking towards the bandits.

A pair of monarchs and ministers were in a group of bandits, rushing left and right, as if they were entering a state of no one. Those extremely vicious bandits who only know how to bully the poor were the opponents of this dragon and a tiger. They had no power to resist, and were all taken away by the monarchs and ministers in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Yun hated these bandits who destroyed his home very much. Every time he made a move, he would use the power of a lion to fight the rabbit and shoot it with a whoosh. The bandit covered his throat, widened his eyes, and fell to the ground.

Lu Bu's methods were even more pungent, blessing the red rabbit horse that flew past like red lightning. The sharp crescent moon on the waving Fang Tian Hua Ji quickly passed through the necks of the bandits. The eyes on the flying heads were wide open in horror, looking at the body that was already separated. Such a terrifying scene made the remaining bandits flee in a panic and flee, but they were surrounded by the flying tiger legion and could not escape.

In just one quarter of an hour, more than 420 bandits were killed on the spot. To count, they really killed one person in ten steps and did not leave a thousand miles away.

Zhao Yun bowed and smiled and said, "Duke Fengxian, I just called it. There should be 184 bandits who died under my gun. Judging from this, Yun's martial arts are far inferior to Duke Fengxian!"

Lu Bulang laughed loudly and said, "Zilong, you seem to have just returned from learning the arts and have not experienced any battles yet. The first time you kill a thief, you have achieved such a record, which is far better than many famous generals. I believe that your martial arts will definitely achieve greater success in your future!"

Zhao Yun bowed and thanked Lu Bu for his praise, and then frowned: "I have been studying martial arts for eight years in Changshan. I have never seen such a thief, but I didn't expect that I just went down the mountain and saw this thief robbing my home. I really don't know where these thiefs came from?"

Lu Bu pointed to Changshan: "Zilong, I think these thieves did not come out in full bloom. There must be their nests on this Changshan. It is better for us to kill them up the mountain, find their nests and annihilate them all in one fell swoop. However, this Changshan is hundreds of miles in a radius, and it is very difficult to find their nests."

Zhao Yunlang smiled and said, "Fortunately, I left a living mouth, I'll know if I interrogate it!" As he said that, he rode his horse to the bandit who fell under his gun. The bandit was just pierced by a bright silver spear and could not walk and lie on the ground.

Zhao Yun put the Liang silver spear on the bandit's throat and asked sternly: "Where are you bandits from where you are? Where are you entrenched in Changshan now?!"

The bandit was shocked by Zhao Yun's fierce shooting skills and revealed their situation. They were originally active in a valley in the Taihang Mountains and made a living by looting passers-by merchants. For some reason, Zhang Yan, who had always been with them, suddenly launched the Feiyan Army and annihilated their bandits. All the bandits who resisted tenaciously were killed. The surrendered bandits were enforced into the Feiyan Army. The rest were sold to the Central Army's military farming corps at the foot of the mountain. Only seven or eight hundred people fled in a hurry, heading north, temporarily hiding in the Feiyan Grottoes in Changshan.
Chapter completed!