Until his death, he thought that Zhao Yun was planning to let him go.
After all, the condition given by Zhao Yun was that as long as he could meet Zhao Yun, he would have a chance to survive.
But when the fight actually started, he realized how ridiculous his rejoicing thought just now was.
——
"He was...how did he die?
You...were you ambushed by an enemy army?
Is there a large enemy army at Shijiaping?"
Shiren asked in a panic. It was hard for him to imagine that a light cavalry team of nearly 500 people would be wiped out in Xiejiaping. The key... He Zhen, who was said to have extraordinary skills, also died on the spot.
Besides the other party sending a large army to ambush them, what else could possibly kill this group of people?
Just like Mi Fang said, if they can't be beaten, can they still not run away?
Among those who survived, one was the deputy commander who witnessed everything.
When he heard Shiren's question, his eyes dimmed. It seemed that the other person's question reminded him of some unbelievable and terrifying things. One of them made him have to say it in front of everyone.
"General...general...we have met..."
"Met?
What happened?
The enemy’s army?”
"No...General...and everyone, I have no other intentions. I am just telling the facts as I see them...please don't..."
"What a whimper! If you have something to say, tell me quickly! Is the other party someone we can't deal with?
There are thirty thousand of us!"
Mi Fang had come to her senses now, and felt that the matter was both irritating and funny... The people he sent out several times were intercepted by the other party. The other party seemed to be sure that they must contact Wancheng, so they ambush them in the middle.
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But now... now that their army has arrived, he doesn't believe that the other party can use a manpower equal to their army to stop them... If this is the case, then the other party is seeking death.
"The other party...the other party originally only had nearly a hundred people...and...and they were all women."
As soon as these words came out, everyone on the spot fell silent.
laughter?
No, no one is laughing, after all, the current defeat of the forwards is a fact.
But... the other party is a woman, is that an excuse for your defeat?
Even when someone wanted to curse something, the atmosphere in the army dropped to freezing point, and even Mi Fang and Shiren were a little unbelievable.
"Clam?
woman?
It means...a group of women ambushed you, and you haven't fought yet?
And then... He Zhen is still dead?"
Mi Fang grabbed the deputy commander in front of her by the collar and pulled him in front of her eyes - Mi Fang's angry breath blew into the deputy commander's face, but the deputy commander could only dodge subconsciously because he did not dare to refute anything.
"No...that's not the case, General, please listen to me."
The deputy commander hurriedly explained:
"Of course we were not defeated by this group of women. Not only were we not defeated by them... At one time, under the leadership of the commander, we had forced them to a dead end - but... But at this time, the enemy's reinforcements came..."
"What?
Is there any increase in staff?”
After saying the words "increase the number of people", everyone's anger calmed down a little.
If the other party had brought in more troops, then being defeated would be excusable... Of course, it was just excusable... After all, He Zhen would not have caused the entire team to be wiped out and risked his own life.
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But what happened next was that the deputy commander really hesitated.
In front of his eyes, there seemed to be that awe-inspiring figure flashing constantly...and he had witnessed with his own eyes the entire process of the opponent defeating his own leader.
——
He Zhen was the first to attack.
Zhao Yun took up his posture, and it seemed that he didn't have much intention to attack, just like...just like the martial arts performance the two had when they were in Jiangling.
Seeing this posture, He Zhen no longer had any worries.
He no longer wants to know what Zhao Yun's situation is, but for himself... Over the years, he has been diligently practicing day and night, not just to improve his abilities, so that one day, he can see... or in other words, pursue...
Are you close to the back of the man in front of you?
He is no longer the same person he used to be.
How could it be possible to be subdued by the opponent with one move?
It's just... He Zhen has never thought about one thing, that is, before he competed with him, Zhao Yun had already defeated nearly twenty masters in the camp, and in the previous battles, he only defeated the enemy with one move each time -
Even his appearance on the stage could not change the ending, let alone... Zhao Yun never moved his position even once from beginning to end.
The gap between the two may not be as close as he imagined with just hard work.
"He Zhen, you should have heard...the rumors about me in the military, right?"
He Zhen's first move was his killing move. If his spear was not messy, he would start from the middle, paying attention to his left and right, and remain unchanged in response to all changes.
It was a bang, but it was obvious that He Zhen's move was just the foundation of the basics in Zhao Yun's eyes. Zhao Yun's gun was thrown out in a round shape from behind - the tip of the gun was curved, and with just a slight twist, He Zhen was thrown away
The momentum of moving forward was shattered into pieces.
The loud noise came from the weapon, but what really chilled He Zhen was the force of the blow.
He Zhen immediately retreated, turned over and leaned forward, turned around and shot Zhao Yun straight into the lower body.
Although he seemed to be able to change his moves with ease, only He Zhen knew the blow just now. If he hadn't released his strength, his tiger's mouth would have been broken by the dark energy.
But this second move seems to have fallen into Zhao Yun's trap. Everything is under his control, without any difference——
Zhao Yun flicked his right hand and handed the barrel of the spear to the left. He held the spear upside down and stabbed himself lightly in the side, which made He Zhen's sweeping army come to naught.
"Actually, just like what they said... I once had a history of traveling with Mr. Yi——"
At this moment, He Zhen was hit physically and mentally at the same time, making him almost forget that he was fighting.
His shot swept across and hit Zhao Yun's gun body, as if it had hit a giant tree that was indestructible. The other party did not move at all, and he received a backlash from this.
But what he couldn't understand the most was the fact that Zhao Yun just blurted out——
"My husband and I became good friends, but unfortunately this experience was suspected by the military advisor - I originally planned to respond to this doubt with a better performance, but... maybe this is the decision of the military advisor and the others... for the stability of the army
, and in order not to leave hidden dangers in the future, so...I became a traitor."
"These...all happened in the past half month, which is why, I..."
Zhao Yun saw the opportunity and stepped forward with a side kick, causing He Zhen to roll out without any chance of parrying.
Just like how he kicked Ning'er before.
During the roll, He Zhen felt that all the bones in his body were falling apart. He didn't know how far he had rolled. He didn't stop until he hit something very hard behind his back.
The scene in front of him started to become clear from turbidity... He saw Zhao Yun approaching him, and his body wanted to react but refused to obey.
There is also a gap between strength and strength... One thing he said is right. The appearance of a woman on this battlefield may be a rather nonsense act, but in essence... this is just a difference between strength.
How could he not be vulnerable in front of Zhao Yun?
"This is why I will stand opposite you instead of beside you."
"He Zhen, you lost... but it's not your fault - feel free to... resent me."
Before He Zhen stopped breathing, he smiled... his smile was so pitiful and pathetic...
He was not satisfied with the outcome, but even if he wanted to argue, who would respond to him?
