Chapter 1 Zhao Yun and I went in and out seven times at Changbanpo

Author: The rain falls but I don’t dare to worry

Chapter 1 Zhao Yun and I went in and out seven times at Changbanpo

The thirteenth year of Jian'an.

Jingzhou.

Dangyang County, Nanshun County.

Changbanpo.

The sun was blazing in the sky, and the flags were flying. On a high slope with slightly green wild grass, there was a commander's cabin. On the left side of the cabin, there was a black flag with the words "Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty, Wu Pinghou", and on the right side there was a banner with the sun and the moon.

, stars and four auspicious beasts, and a tall tooth flag with the word "Cao" written on it.

At this time, under the banner of the banner, stood a middle-aged man wearing handsome armor and a bright yellow cloak. He was seven feet tall, with slender eyes and long beard. Although he did not look heroic, his eyes were like the sea.

It is generally profound and has the majesty of a superior person in every gesture.

If it’s not Meng De, then who is it?

"Prime Minister, this man has killed more than fifty of my generals." Xia Houjie, a young general with a slightly pale complexion, saluted and reported.

Cao Mengde also had surprise in his eyes, and he glanced at Cao Hong beside him.

"I thought Lu Bu was already invincible, but I didn't expect there was someone more brave than him. Zi Lian, who is this?"

Cao Hong, the black-bearded fierce man, took a step forward and turned to face Cao Cao. He half-kneeled and saluted, saying, "I'll ask you later, general."

After saying this, he stood up, jumped on the horse beside him, and rode towards the general who was swarming among thousands of troops.

Cao Hong knew in his heart that his lord had already developed a love for talents.

At the foot of the Changban slope, there were bursts of yellow smoke, flying flags, and constant shouts of killing.

But in the formation of thousands of troops, the only thing that stirred up such a turbulent wave was a horseman with a baby swaddling clothes tied around his waist.

Zhao Zilong was already furious at this moment.

He was originally wearing white armor and white robes, riding a white horse, but now he seemed to be wearing blood-armored red robes, riding a red horse. He no longer knew whether the blood on his body was his own.

He only knew how to raise the spear, swing the spear, stab the spear, smash the spear. If the spear was broken, he would grab another one. If there was no spear, he would use the new green sword in his hand to fight the enemy.

kill!

kill!

kill!

At the same time, he avoided the rain of arrows from the sky and the spears and spears on the ground to protect the safety of the young master in his arms.

Cao Hong refused to stop his horse. Facing the mess, he shouted to Zhao Zilong: "Can the generals in the army leave their names?"

Yun responded and said: "I am Zhao Zilong of Changshan!"

On the hillock, Cao Mengde listened to the loud voice and exclaimed: "A true tiger general! I should capture him alive!"

Turning his head, he looked at the messenger beside him and said: "Capture Zhao Zilong alive, don't shoot cold arrows secretly!"

After receiving the order, the soldiers immediately walked down the carriage shaft and shouted: "The Prime Minister has an order: To capture Zhao Zilong, no cold arrows are allowed, only capture alive!"

Immediately, the messengers carrying the order flags mounted their horses to convey orders to the entire army.

"The Prime Minister has an order: To capture Zhao Zilong, no cold arrows are allowed, only to capture him alive!"

"The Prime Minister has an order: To capture Zhao Zilong, no cold arrows are allowed, only to capture him alive!"

When Zhao Yun heard this order, his face was overjoyed. He clamped his legs together, and the war horse under his crotch seemed to be the master's wish. He only heard it hissing and flew towards the outside of the battle formation.

Those soldiers with guns had long been killed by Zhao Zilong, the god of death, and were so frightened that they did not dare to stop them.

The generals such as Zhang He and others who were hanging around Zhao Yun were timid because of Cao Cao's order to capture him alive. For a moment, Zhao Yun actually found a gap and escaped from the encirclement.

"The enemy general shall not leave!"

Zhong Shen, the war general holding Fang Tianhua's halberd, came on horseback and approached Zhao Yun quickly. With his horse's tail in his arms, the halberd in his hand went straight towards Zhao Zilong's back, and the edge of the halberd was almost there.

Zhao Yun quickly turned his horse's head, holding the spear in his left hand across the halberd, and pulled out the green sword with his right hand and slashed at Zhong Shen.

There was a 'pop' sound, and the green sword cut off more than half of Zhong Shen's helmeted head.

For a moment, blood and brain matter spurted out.

The generals are awe-inspiring!

Zilong took the opportunity to dismount his horse and gallop forward. Seeing this, the generals quickly pursued him. However, it was unknown whether it was the bravery of the white horse under Zilong's crotch or the timidity of the generals. No one caught up with him. Only a wisp of yellow smoke was left, gradually moving in the distance.

Far.

On the Long Banqiao, bearded Zhang Fei stood alone on horseback holding a spear.

"Zilong will leave on his own, and someone will come to cut off the queen."

Zhao Yun didn't waste any time and went straight to the woods behind Changban Bridge.

"General Zilong, go straight along this road for more than ten miles, and you will see your lord."

Soldiers riding horses with branches tied to the forest to create a suspicious formation showed Zhao Yun the way.

Phew~

Zhao Zilong slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. He had just fought in the enemy's formation. He was already exhausted. He had not felt anything while fighting in the battle formation. The wounds on his body were already aching.

He carefully opened the swaddle in his arms.

"Son."

The chubby baby in his arms opened his big clear eyes and looked into Zhao Yun's eyes at this moment.

"Fortunately, the young master is fine."

Zhao Yun breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

The matter of having to meet the lord, the young master, and Mrs. Mi quickly will probably make the lord very worried!

Zhao Yun tightened the cloth strips tied to his body, but he didn't feel it at all. The eyes of the baby in his arms had long lost the innocence and dullness they had before.

Instead:

Confuse!

shock!

And excited!

It’s hard to imagine that a baby who is just a few months old has such rich expressions in his eyes!

Thinking back to last night, he was still a monk specializing in ancient history who was as bright as a jade tree in front of the wind, with a dignified appearance, loved by everyone, and with flowers blooming.

Now he has become Dou Di Liu Chan.

In Zhao Yun's arms, baby Liu Chan had a complicated face.

Just as Liu Chan was trying his best to calm down his emotions, Zhao Zilong reined in the reins, jumped off the bloody horse, and fell to the ground crying.

"Lord!"

Liu Bei was wearing a yellow robe, with a dusty face and uneven hair. When he saw Zhao Yun, whose robe and armor were stained with blood, his eyes became sour and he quickly stepped forward to help him.

"Zilong~"

"My lord, Zhao Yun's crime is even less serious than death. Mrs. Mi was seriously injured and fell into a well to death. Yun had no choice but to bulldoze earth and wall to cover it up. Thanks to my lord Hongfu, I was lucky enough to escape. Fortunately, my son is safe."

Zhao Yun's voice was trembling as he spoke, holding up the swaddle with both hands and handing it to Liu Xuande.

When Liu Chan listened to Zhao Yun's words, he felt something was wrong.

Not long ago, Zhao Yun and I went in and out seven times at Changbanpo. What happens next?

If there are no accidents, there will be no accidents.

Liu Bei immediately started performing traditional arts.

"For this little boy, how much did you lose one of my generals?"

I saw the big-eared thief with tears in his eyes, taking the swaddling clothes and throwing it to the ground.

"My lord, no!"

"Husband, wait a minute!"

Mrs. Gan, Jian Yong and others watched in horror as the baby fell to the ground.

Liu Chan felt like the world was spinning, his mind was dizzy under the heavy blow, and he rolled around on the ground before being hugged by Zhao Yun.

"My lord, why are you doing this?"

Zhao Yun bowed down in tears and said: "Even if Zhao Yun is completely ruined, he can't repay the lord for anything."

For a moment, the civil servants and generals behind Liu Bei all covered their faces and wept.

After a long time, Liu Chan, who had finished the plot of Liu Bei wrestling Adou, was already lying in Mrs. Gan's arms and began his own journey of making love, or no, making love.
To be continued...