Summary of the previous chapter: Due to Zhang Fei's negligence, he left his wife and young master among Cao Cao's army. Zhao Yun was ordered to bravely rush into Cao Jun's camp to rescue his wife and young master. His first opponent was Cao Cao's general Xia Houen.
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Seeing that the green sword was about to pierce Zhao Yun's heart, Zhao Yun suddenly shouted loudly, and then he quickly pulled off his armor and rolled it hard along the edge of the sword.
The armor was wrapped with a green sword, and it made a sound of "呲呲岲...", bringing out a series of sparks. With this move, Zhao Yun successfully broke Xia Houen's killing move.
Xia Houen paused for a moment and tried to withdraw the Qingzhi Sword, but the Qingzhi Sword had already been caught in Zhao Yun's armor piece.
Zhao Yun pulled hard, and Xia Houen's jaw immediately tightened.
The Qingzhi Sword is a magical weapon that can cut iron like clay. If it were taken away by Zhao Yun, Xia Houen asked himself that he would definitely not be Zhao Yun's opponent.
"Let go!" Xia Houen shouted.
Zhao Yun snorted coldly and added more strength.
If Xia Houen hadn't shouted like this, Zhao Yun might have hesitated for a moment, but when Xia Houen shouted like this, Zhao Yun immediately judged his guilty conscience.
On the short mountain, Chen Yu secretly thought something was wrong. He wanted to remind his lord, but when he turned around, he found that his lord's face was already as cold as frost.
"Lord, Xia Houen..."
Cao Cao gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "If you lose, you lose. I didn't expect that Xia Houen is actually an armchair strategist. Hey, my Qingzhi Sword is really suffering!"
Beside him, Ma Xiaoquan said: "Xiao Cao, Zhao Yun hasn't won yet, why do you think he will win? Besides, the Qingzhi Sword is still in Xia Houen's hand now?"
Cao Cao snorted coldly: "Sir, don't make fun of me. Xia Houen has already shown his weakness by shouting like that. Defeat is a matter of time. What I hope now is whether that kid can recover his fortune."
It’s life.”
Ma Xiaoquan curled his lips: "Take your life? I don't think it's possible!"
Cao Cao sighed and stopped talking.
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"Let go!" Xia Houen shouted again. This time, the tone of the shout was a bit sharp.
Zhao Yun stared at Xia Houen as intently as a cheetah stares at its prey.
Xia Houen felt a chill on his back and suddenly felt something was not good. He quickly let go of the hand holding the Qingzhi Sword, turned his horse's head and was about to run away.
"Wow..." Zhao Yun quickly arranged the armor pieces, put the broken armor on his body, then pulled out the stolen green sword, held it in his hand and waved it twice.
"What a sword!" Zhao Yun sighed secretly in his heart, then raised his head and looked at Xia Houen who was about to run away.
"Hmph!" Zhao Yun gently pinched the horse's belly, and the white war horse neighed and rushed towards Xia Houen.
When Xia Hou En saw Zhao Yun rushing toward him, he knew he couldn't escape, so he simply pulled out the sword from his waist and chopped it off with his backhand.
However, Xia Houen had forgotten that what Zhao Yun was holding was the Qingzhi Sword, the magic weapon he had just used. As soon as the two swords clashed, with a "clang" sound, the sword in Xia Houen's hand was cut into pieces.
Two pieces.
Xia Houen's reaction was quite quick. Although the sword in his hand was cut off, he still threw the broken hilt out desperately in order to delay Zhao Yun's breath.
It's a pity that Zhao Yun was so skilled in martial arts that he didn't even dodge much. He directly faced him, splitting the broken sword with another sword, and then stabbed Xia Houen straight with the third sword.
"You...ah..." Poor Xia Houen, before he could even finish his words, Zhao Yun used the Qingzhi sword to cut off half of his head, along with the chopped off helmet.
Fall to the ground.
On the short mountain, Cao Cao gently closed his eyes. Although he had already anticipated the outcome, he was the one who sent Xia Houen out. Due to circumstances and reasons, he, as the lord, also had an unshirkable responsibility.
"Send my order and fire arrows!"
As soon as Cao Cao gave the order, cold arrows were shot at Zhao Yun.
Ma Xiaoquan stood quietly beside Cao Cao. At this moment, his heart was extremely nervous. What made him even more uncomfortable was that the heart of time in his body began to agitate.
Ma Xiaoquan knew that this was the heart of time, the effect of history beginning to bite back.
In his left eye, Yuan urgently sent a message: "Huntan Ma Xiaoquan, what are you doing? Hurry up and stop it. If Zhao Yun dies and history changes, you and I will be finished. Hurry!"
Ma Xiaoquan gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly with both hands. Finally, he made a decision that even he couldn't believe.
"I believe in Zhao Yun, I believe in him, I will definitely be able to do it!"
"You have a weak soul, Ma Xiaoquan, you have a weak soul..."
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Zhao Yun, holding the green sword in his hand, rushed into Cao's army like an evil god and charged to kill him. During this period, he had been hit by no less than ten cold arrows.
Zhao Yun endured the pain, and his gums were bleeding from his bite. He raised his head and suddenly saw the man standing on a low hill not far away. The man who asked him to rescue the wife and the young master, the purple
The immortal with hair.
"No, I can't fall! I promised Lord Shangxian!" Zhao Yun shook his head, slapped himself hard, then kicked his horse and continued to rush deeper.
"Madam, little master...little master Adou..."
Zhao Yun shouted, but his hands were not idle either.
The Qingzhi Sword is so powerful that even armor, let alone leather armor, cannot withstand its sharp edge. The deeper Zhao Yun rushes into Cao Jun's formation, the more Cao Jun soldiers fear him.
"Bastard..." Cao Cao cursed, "If you can't even kill Zhao Yun, what do you do to feed you?"
Cheng Yu stepped forward to persuade: "Lord, please stop ordering cold arrows immediately. Then Zhao Yun rushed into our army's formation. If we fire cold arrows again, our army will suffer heavy casualties!"
Cao Cao stamped his feet fiercely, turned his head and glanced at Ma Xiaoquan beside him, and said angrily: "Master Shangxian, what do you think?"
Ma Xiaoquan turned his face, and Cao Cao was startled by the sound of wow.
At this time, Ma Xiaoquan was bleeding from all seven holes, and his left eye also turned dark purple, as if he was seriously poisoned.
"Master Shangxian?" Cao Cao stepped forward and supported Ma Xiaoquan.
Ma Xiaoquan smiled bitterly, wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes, and said, "I suddenly went crazy just now!"
Cao Cao was puzzled and asked: "What are you doing?"
Ma Xiaoquan said: "I was thinking whether Zhao Yun would be left by you, but the true energy leaked out, resulting in this..."
Cao Cao frowned and thought to himself: This demon has not calculated Zhao Yun's fate. It seems that I will still lose this bet.
Cao Cao pondered for a moment and immediately ordered: "Send my order and stop firing cold arrows!"
After hearing Cao Cao's order, Ma Xiaoquan breathed out and immediately passed out.
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Among the soldiers, Zhao Yun suddenly felt the pressure drop suddenly. After a moment of distraction, he realized that no more cold arrows were coming.
Zhao Yun was overjoyed, and he carried the green sword and struck again.
The sword is used to stab and cut, but in Zhao Yun's hands, it is used as a combination of a knife and a sword. Rather than saying that Zhao Yun is using the Qingzhi Sword, it is better to say that he is cutting people.
Wherever he passed, there were corpses everywhere and screams.
At this moment, a baby crying suddenly came from not far away.
Zhao Yun shouted loudly and rushed in the direction of the cry.
The war horse moved forward, and Zhao Yun finally found his wife and young master.
What made Zhao Yun even more gratified was that both the wife and the young master were fine. Except for the dirt on their faces and body, they seemed to be completely intact and uninjured.
Zhao Yun jumped off his horse in ecstasy, knelt on the ground with a thud, and said respectfully: "Mistress, please follow me and charge out!"
The lady raised her head, looked at Zhao Yun whose face was covered with blood, and nodded excitedly with tears in her eyes.
Zhao Yun said again: "Mistress, please sit in front of me, and I will protect you in the armor, so that I can protect you two!"
The lady asked: "Is this okay?"
Zhao Yun affirmed: "My war horse is a good horse from Dawan. It has excellent endurance and strong endurance. The mistress and the young master are not heavy at all, so they can do it. In addition, I have just won a sharp weapon called Qing."
Chi, must be Cao Cao's most valuable weapon. With this magic weapon, he can lead his mistress and young master to break out of the siege and join the lord!"
The lady bit her lower lip, nodded again, and then got on the horse with the help of Zhao Yun.
After helping his wife, Zhao Yun quickly untied the armor from his chest and slowly wrapped the little master Adou into his arms, leaving only a place where the little master could breathe.
Afterwards, Zhao Yun quickly pulled off a few pieces of cloth, briefly bandaged the wounds on his body, then jumped on his horse and broke out south.
On the short mountain, Ma Xiaoquan, who was in a coma, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up straight.
Cao Cao was startled and quickly dodged back.
Ma Xiaoquan covered his left eye, shook his head in pain, and said: "Damn, it hurts me so much."
Cao Cao was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward and said: "Master Shangxian, you?"
Ma Xiaoquan gritted his teeth and stood up: "I'm fine. By the way, how is Zhao Yun?"
Cao Cao rolled his eyes at Ma Xiaoquan and said angrily: "I lost!"
Ma Xiaoquan let out a sigh, looked down the mountain not far away, and said in confusion: "That's not right, isn't Zhao Yun still in your formation?"
Cao Cao smiled bitterly and said: "If I don't kill him anymore, I will let him go!"
"Eh? Xiao Cao, what's wrong with you? How come you suddenly become so kind?"
Cao Cao complained: "If he could kill me, he would have killed him long ago. This Zhao Yunguang burrowed deep into my formation. Just now I ordered people to shoot cold arrows, but I didn't shoot him to death, but I killed many of my own people...
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Ma Xiaoquan let out an ooh and laughed and said, "Well, then I'd rather be respectful than obey your orders. In this case, Xiao Cao, you are the one who has to admit defeat!"
Cao Cao threw down his sleeves, sat on the ground with a depressed butt, and said bitterly: "Why don't I, Cao Mengde, have such a fierce general? Damn it..."
Ma Xiaoquan comforted Cao Cao and said: "Since there is no such thing, I see that you cherish your talent. Why don't you sell your favor and deliberately make a way for Zhao Yun to leave?"
Cao Cao grunted: "That's fine!" and then ordered his troops to make way for Zhao Yun to survive.
