Zhao Yun's words were so full of gun and stick that he almost drove Zhang Ren crazy.
What do you mean if you don't want to kill me, just ask me to dismount and surrender?
Is my surname Zhang so easy to kill?
However, Zhang Ren is still somewhat aware of the current situation. Under such circumstances, it is not the best idea to go shopping with Zhao Yun, so under such circumstances, he is still very cautious.
Zhang Ren pulled the reins of the horse, turned the horse's head and ran towards the rear, but he did not expect that Zhao Yun did not give him this opportunity.
Zhao Yun rushed through the encirclement of Zhang Ren's guards and came to Zhang Ren like a bolt of lightning. He passed his spear forward and pierced directly in front of Zhang Ren, forcing Zhang Ren to stop his horse.
Zhang Ren gritted his teeth and looked at him: "What do you mean?"
Zhao Yun still said so calmly: "Senior Brother Zhang, please dismount and surrender."
"Bullshit!" Zhang Ren roared angrily, turned around and shot back at Zhao Yun, but Zhao Yun easily blocked it.
Soon, Zhang Ren began to vigorously wave his gun at Zhao Yun. While dancing with the gun, he shouted angrily: "How dare you do this, little thief? Anyone who blocks my way, I will kill them!"
Zhao Yun was not confused at all. He just used the war gun in his hand to block the weapon in Zhang Ren's hand very casually.
"I don't mean to make things difficult for senior brother, I just want to help senior brother, that's all!"
"Fart, I don't need your help, just kill me if you can!"
After hearing this, Zhao Yun could not help but feel a cold light in his eyes.
He nodded and said: "Okay, if that's the case, then I will help you."
After saying that, he saw the spear in Zhao Yun's hand suddenly passed forward, and the tip of the spear was like a snake spitting a message. It seemed to be piercing Zhang Ren's chest, but in fact it was running towards the horse where Zhang Ren was sitting.
Zhang Ren was startled by Zhao Yun's dexterous and light marksmanship, and he hurriedly managed to block Zhao Yun's spear from stabbing his horse.
Zhao Yun did not give him a chance to react, but continued to attack Zhang Ren.
Not long after, beads of sweat began to drip from Zhang Ren's beaten forehead.
However, the offensive in Zhao Yun's hands did not slow down at all, and its speed was astonishingly fast.
Zhang Ren barely blocked Zhao Yun's war spear while looking at him in surprise. The spear technique used by this boy was very similar to the century-old Chaofeng spear technique taught to him by his teacher Tong Yuan. They were exactly the same, but they seemed to be better than what he had mastered.
The Hundred Birds Chao Feng Qiang is much more advanced.
Zhang Ren was very angry. Didn't this make his direction clear?
It’s a little unfair as a teacher!
While Zhang Ren resisted bravely, he said angrily: "Teacher is so biased. He taught me the marksmanship and still kept a secret. The Hundred Birds Chaofengqiang never taught me the perfect skill!"
Zhao Yun's offensive continued, but he still retorted to Zhang Rendao: "The teacher taught us all the same marksmanship, but my senior brother has been studying the art of war since he came out of the pass, and he also organized the army for the Liu family, and has never studied martial arts...
The Seven Detection Coiled Snake Spear that I am using now is modified from the century-old Chaofeng, so it is reasonable for my senior brother not to recognize it."
After listening to Zhao Yun's explanation, Zhang Ren couldn't help but blush a little more. Although he knew in his heart that Zhao Yun was telling the truth, he did not admit defeat. He resisted Zhao Yun vigorously, as if he was using his own strength to resist Zhao Yun.
The ambition and ambition to prove one's own will.
But no amount of will can compare to true strength.
Not long after, Zhao Yun saw Zhang Ren's horse overturned with one shot.
Zhang Ren tried to stand up in embarrassment, but Zhao Yun pressed the tip of the gun against his chest.
Zhang Ren was stunned at first, but then seemed to calm down.
Zhao Yun looked at him quietly and said: "Senior Brother Zhang, you and I are not familiar with each other, but we are from the same sect after all. I would like to ask you to take a look around here. Take a closer look. With the strength of the Shu army, how can we
Is it possible that you can defeat the Prime Minister's heavenly troops? The outcome has been decided, so why do you deceive yourself and others and force yourself?"
Zhang Ren turned around and looked around, and what caught his eye were almost all Danyang's elite soldiers. All the soldiers and generals of the Shu army had been defeated and scattered like birds and beasts.
This situation reflected in Zhang Ren's eyes and naturally caused pain in his heart.
But Zhang Ren still raised his head firmly and looked at Zhao Yun steadily.
Zhao Yun said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Zhang, if you don't surrender now, I'm afraid there will be no chance in the future."
Zhang Ren laughed loudly and said: "This kind of opportunity is not rare for Mr. Zhang... Zhao Yun, although you and I have never met before, we are from the same school after all. Since the world is really going to be unified, I, as a senior brother, will
I also give you a gift, which can be considered as adding to your life’s merit list!”
After saying that, Zhang Ren suddenly pounced towards the gun head in Zhao Yun's hand!
Unprepared, Zhang Ren plunged his chest deeply into the head of the gun in Zhao Yun's hand.
"What are you doing!" Zhao Yun was shocked and hurriedly reached out to get the gun back, but it was too late. Zhang Ren's body was fixed on the war gun.
Looking at Zhang Ren with blood dripping from his chest, Zhao Yun showed an unbearable look on his face.
He turned around helplessly and sighed: "Senior Brother Zhang, why are you doing this?"
Blood flowed from the corners of Zhang Ren's mouth, and he said tremblingly: "This is also a helpless move. As a minister, you should share the worries of the master... and do not interfere with the two masters..."
Zhao Yunyang sighed: "Why are you doing this? Even if Chengdu is conquered in the future, my lord will never take Liu Zhang's life. Why should you die in vain... If you die like this, how should I explain to my master in the future?"
Zhang Ren's voice gradually weakened: "Whatever your lord wants to do is your lord's doing. What I want to do is what I do..."
Having said this, he took a breath and said hoarsely: "As for the master...you, please help me apologize to his old man..."
Seeing Zhang Ren's body slumping down, Zhao Yun's heart felt like a five-flavor bottle was smashed, and he couldn't describe the taste.
Although we only met a few people on the battlefield, he was his fellow senior brother after all.
…
As the Shu army was defeated by the Jinling army, a battle on the other side finally came to an end.
After a hundred rounds of fighting between Lu Bu and Guan Yu, with a loud clang, Guan Yu's Green Dragon Sword was finally knocked away by Lu Bu with a desperate momentum.
But in order to achieve this victory, Lu Bu also suffered hidden injuries. His chest felt tight and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, but his joy of victory was not concealed at all.
Lu Bu glared at Guan Yu, laughed and said, "Guan Yu, I have defeated you."
Guan Yu's hands were trembling slightly, and his long beard was rising and falling along with his chest.
He looked at Lu Bu coldly and said to himself: "I missed one move, just one move."
Lu Buyang smiled and said: "One move missing? Half a move is still missing. Did you see that I am the best in the world?"