The yellow scarf thief general Wang Sheng saw that the eldest brother Gao Sheng and the third brother Copper Coin were both dead. He was shocked and felt a sense of sadness. The three brothers thought they would take the opportunity to enjoy the glory and wealth, but they never thought of risking their lives here.
Now the remaining Wang Sheng was so frightened that he turned around and ran away. Unfortunately, how could the broken horse he had snatched from his lap be compared to the Xianbei war horse from the young general in white robes? He was caught up by the young general in white robes and shot
He dismounted his horse and died on the spot.
All the yellow scarf thieves saw that their three leaders were all killed within three moves of the white-robed young man, and they felt a wave of fear in their hearts. They fled in all directions. Those who could not escape in time all surrendered to the white-robed young general and vented their anger.
The young general in white robe who had finished did not continue to kill the surrendered soldiers.
The young general in white robe gathered the soldiers and counted the number of people. Unexpectedly, no one was hurt in this battle. It can be seen that cavalry fights infantry, and they are naturally incompatible. Seeing the faces of the volunteer cavalry with excited expressions, the young general in white robe sighed: "What a fight."
A mighty army!" (Zuo Aoran still doesn't know that these people's equipment and horses were given by Zuo Aoran)
"Thank you, General, for the rescue!"
"Thank you, General, for the rescue!"
The faces of the refugees who had narrowly escaped death showed the joy of surviving the disaster. Looking at this group of brightly armored Han cavalry, the refugees felt that they had a backbone and were no longer afraid of those yellow scarf thieves.
Such simple people. Looking at the hungry and yellow-faced people in front of them, but still struggling to find a way to survive, the white-robed young man felt that the burden on his body was very heavy. If the people of the Han Dynasty could live a life where everyone has land,
, how wonderful it would be to live a life where everyone has food to eat, works at sunrise and rests at sunset.
Looking at the surrendered Yellow Turban thieves on the ground, the white-robed young general wanted to kill them all. The current Yellow Turban surrender soldiers were also frightened. In the previous battle, they had been killed by these cavalry, especially the young leader.
Young general, three of his leaders died in his hands. The only thought of these yellow scarf thieves now is not to kill themselves.
Suddenly, everyone felt as if the earth was vibrating, and the thunderous sound became louder and louder. An indifferent look appeared on the faces of these refugees and surrendered soldiers.
Zuo Aoran had been watching the hillock in the distance for a long time. From the time when the white-robed young general came out, to when he picked out three generals, Zuo Aoran could see every scene clearly. Zuo Aoran knew clearly.
Who is this white-robed young man! The corners of Zuo Aoran's mouth slowly turned up. Who else besides him can "Seven Explorations of Snake Coiling Guns"!
I saw the cavalry in front of me quickly forming up, with the white-robed young man taking the lead. After a while, I saw a red torrent rushing towards me. I saw a red flag fluttering in the wind. The army was like a rainbow. On the red battle flag was written:
The word "left" in Douda.
A team of officers and soldiers caught up: "Don't panic, everyone, these are the cavalry of the officers and soldiers." Looking at the trembling people on the ground, the young general in white robe comforted him. Now the refugees are frightened, and they are frightened when they see the army.
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"Excuse me, General, is this Mr. Zuo's army?" An old man with gray hair walked out of the refugees. His face was covered with dust, and his body was stooped, as if he would collapse if he was blown by the wind.
Seeing this, the young man in white robe quickly got off his horse, helped the old man, and replied: "I'm not sure, but it's a banner with the word "Left"." The old man didn't hear clearly what the young man in white robe said, he only heard the banner "Left".
The old man's eyes began to flash with tears: "The sky opens my eyes, we are finally saved!"
Zuo Aoran rode a black-carved plate-ribbed Lai Qilin on his crotch, and arrived with the iron cavalry from the Xiaoqi Battalion and the Flying Cavalry Battalion. Seeing the corpses strewn on the ground, and the blood dyeing the ground red, he knew that something must have happened here just now.
Great war.
Zuo Aoran had already determined in his heart that the young man in white robe in front of him was his fourth brother Zhao Yun and Zhao Zilong, but before he could speak, the young general in white robe spoke first and reported: "Sir, I have defeated the yellow scarf bandits chasing the refugees.
, kill the three leading thieves." The young general in white robe reported the battle situation to Zuo Aoran.
Zuo Aoran was about to ask, "Are you Zhao Yun?" But before he could speak, he heard Wen Chou start to complain: "Little general in white robe, at least you can give me Wen Chou a few beatings."
Yeah! You’ve finished fighting, and it makes my hands so itchy. What should I do? How about you fight with me for three hundred rounds?"
Seeing Wen Chou angrily making noises, Zuo Aoran found it funny. Wen Chou, like Mr. Zhang, loved fighting. He did not send him to defeat the yellow thieves who were chasing the people, but everyone just watched from the sidelines.
This Wen Chou has been complaining all the time. He has been complaining all the time. He shook his head. There is really nothing he can do.
"Don't worry Bujun. The war has just begun. You will fight in the future. Don't wait until I need you. Just don't know where you are." Zuo Aoran comforted Wen Chou while patrolling around to see if there was anything wrong.
There are few refugees and there are prisoners.
According to regulations, these refugees and captives should be handled by this white-robed young general, because he saved these people and captured the captives. But Zuo Aoran knows the importance of population and captives, even if you are
My junior brother, he must take advantage of it! Then he asked: "Yuan Hao, what do you think about these refugees and the prisoners?" The young man in white robe originally wanted to defend himself, but he swallowed the words again.
Because my level is not high enough, I am just a horse archer.
The prisoners on the ground all looked at the counselor who was being questioned by Zuo Aoran. The power of life and death for his group rested entirely with him. I hope he would say something nice for himself. Now the captured yellow scarf thief was thinking about it.
With their throats numb, they listened quietly to the reply of the counselor named Yuan Hao by the mighty young man.
The refugees all looked hopeful, hoping to find a good place to return. They heard Tian Feng reply: "My lord, according to the laws of the Han Dynasty, those who cause trouble must be killed!" When the yellow scarf thieves heard the young counselor's request, they
After killing the surrendered Yellow Turban soldiers, they all knelt down to Zuo Aoranna and said, "Sir, we are willing to surrender and will never do anything rebellious again."
Zuo Aoran actually didn't want to kill the surrendered Yellow Turban soldiers. Firstly, the population of the Han Dynasty was not large in the first place. Compared with China's 1.4 billion population in later generations, these tens of millions were really very small. Secondly, in the future, he
There are still many places that need labor. If these people are captured, they will be free labor. I already have an idea in my mind. I shook my head and said: "Otherwise, it would be unlucky to kill and surrender. Moreover, if we kill these Yellow Turban surrender soldiers, the Yellow Turban thieves will inevitably fight against the enemy in the future."
He will not surrender to us anymore, so he will be escorted back to Qipan Mountain and handed over to Ma Sheng."
Tian Feng also agreed with Zuo Aoran's concerns. It was true, and nodded. Zuo Aoran then asked: "As for the refugees, does Yuan Hao have any good ideas?"
Hearing that they were mentioned, the refugees all knelt on the ground and shouted: "I hope you will take me in. We are all homeless. If you don't take us in, I'm afraid we will all starve to death." White Robe
The young general looked at the refugees in front of him and felt very uncomfortable. He couldn't help clasping his fists and pleading: "I beg you, sir, to help them."
In fact, Zuo Aoran had already made plans in his mind. He nodded and said to the white-robed young general: "My surname is Zhao Mingyun, Zilong. I live in Zhaojiazhuang, Zhending County, Changshan Prefecture. I study under...excuse me, Li Yan?"
