Outside Yecheng, there were constant shouts of killing.

Zhao Yun felt that his arms were getting heavier and heavier.

He used to quickly shoot the gun, but now he has become a little weak and powerless.

The horse beneath him whined and fell down with a plop.

This is the third horse he died.

As for the first horse Zhao Yun brought, he had long fallen behind him.

Huh ~

Zhao Yun took a deep breath, and he flew upwards, shot a soldier on his horse, snatched his horse, and then swung his gun straight down.

One shot.

It is the disappearance of a soldier's life.

There are already many lives that have died at Zhao Yun's hands, but Zhao Yun is not very satisfied.

On the contrary, in Zhao Yun's heart, he felt a deep sense of despair.

Zhao Yun dared to come and break into the formation, but firstly, he felt that at most three thousand people were blocking him, but in fact it was not the case.

There are at least five thousand people here.

Even in Zhao Yun's eyes, there may be tens of thousands of people here.

Secondly, Zhao Yun felt that since the private soldiers of aristocratic families were blocking him, it was normal for him to break through the encirclement of this group of mobs with his own ability.

But what made Zhao Yun desperate was that the number of "private soldiers" who surrounded him in front of him was not only more than he expected, but even his bravery was beyond his expectations.

How could this be a mob?

Those county soldiers were probably not as good as these people, and even those heroic troops who fought hundreds of battles were just like this.

Even though these people were killed so many by themselves, they were still fearless and had the cooperation of the battle formation, which is why Zhao Yun was often dismissed.

Until now, I have advanced one mile, and Zhao Yun knows that his physical strength is not enough.

He couldn't accomplish this task.

Alas ~

Zhao Yun felt a little regretful, but he was not afraid.

If your head is not as big as a bowl of scar, why fear?

Eighteen years later, I was a hero again, so Zhao Yun was even more forgot about killing.

If you have no fear in your heart, you are the brave.

And the brave have always been invincible.

Dangdangdangdangdang~

Blades interception.

Puff puff puff ~

Gun into the flesh!

Until now, everyone knows that Zhao Yun is fighting a trapped beast.

Next, it was to see when he fell down.

At this moment, a loud but arrogant young voice came in.

"You get out of the way, I will behead this guy!"

Hearing this sentence, Zhao Yun's originally desperate face showed some glory of hope.

This is my own opportunity!

Soon, the soldiers surrounding Zhao Yun divided into one, and each man, one horse and one shot appeared in front of Zhao Yun.

In Zhao Yun's opinion, the man in front of him was a bit too young. He was wearing black armor and the horse under his crotch was also extremely energetic. He was obviously not an ordinary person.

"I don't see many bandits like you, but now I'll let you see the shooting skills of your Xiahou Called Grandpa."

Zhao Yun originally wanted to speak, and he also satirized the person in front of him, but when he heard the person in front of him say that he was Xiahou's name, Zhao Yun was suddenly stunned.

Xia, Xiahou?

Is this Xiahou family not a member of the Cao family? Why did they get to the aristocratic family?

wrong!

Zhao Yun suddenly woke up.

He is not a fool, on the contrary, Zhao Yun is very smart and likes to think.

All the previous unreasonable things, such as the number of people, and the combat power.

If this is the reason, then all this makes sense.

What I am in front of me is not a private soldier of aristocratic families at all.

They were sergeants from the North Camp.

but....

Zhao Yun felt a little gloomy.

But why are they in front of themselves now?

Did they also join the rebels?

Impossible, absolutely no such possibility!

The Xiahou family and the Cao family can almost be said to be a family. How could the family follow outsiders to rebel against their own family?

So, the scene in front of you may be someone else’s conspiracy!

After thinking through the joints, Zhao Yun bowed to Xiahou and said, "I am Zhao Zilong, Changshan. Now I am a partial general under the Luoyang Hou Mansion. General Xiahou. This is a misunderstanding. I am not a bandit."

Xiahou said he didn't know if he said to Zhao Yun.

Is it a general who wears a general's armor?

Then if I wear the coach's armor, then I will be the coach.

I'm gonna be!

Little bandits, they don’t know anything else, but they are first-class in lieu of others.

I am so smart, let’s see if I stab you down!

"drink!"

Xiahou shouted loudly, slapped his horse and waved his gun forward.

When Zhao Yun saw Xiahou saying something was wrong, he rushed up, and he felt a little confused.

Brother, what I said is the truth!

How can you not believe it?

Zhao Yun felt aggrieved, but he had to face Xiahou.

It seems that we have to capture this kid first to solve the problem clearly.

Huh ~

Zhao Yun took a deep breath without hiding his hand.

He wants to fight quickly.

The soul of the warrior has never been destroyed!

................

Inside the palace of Yecheng, the war has reached a white-hot stage.

Originally, the walls of the inner palace city were very thin, and they were definitely not as good as those of the outer city walls.

But until now, thousands of private soldiers surrounded him and attacked for so long, but they couldn't even climb the palace walls.

Of course, Cui Yan also knew the reason.

Because of gunpowder.

Before, Cui Yan was able to quickly attack the inner city because of gunpowder.

Once the gunpowder exploded, the city gate was useless.

But now there is no gunpowder.

The gunpowder has been used up. Now Cui Yan can only use his life to build a way out.

However, time is getting more and more urgent now.

He set fires everywhere in Yecheng, and it has been a quarter of an hour now.
To be continued...