Seeing a group of Xiliang women approaching fiercely, Diao Chan's almond-shaped eyes showed a hint of determination, and the dagger in her hand also turned around and aimed at her throat...
If we want to avoid being ravaged by what happened today, it seems that the only way out is death. I'm afraid there is no other way.
Just when Diao Chan made up his mind to pierce the dagger into his own throat, a roar suddenly came from the distance, like thunder on the ground, shaking the surrounding areas and making people feel frightened.
"Xiliang thieves! Arrange to be strong and violent! Xu Chu is here! You can't wait."
When the Xiliang ladies heard this cry, they couldn't help but turned pale with fright, and turned their heads one after another.
But in the direction they came from, they saw a giant man covered in heavy armor, with a strong brown horse under his crotch, and holding a tiger head cleaver weighing dozens of kilograms. He looked like a tiger coming out of the gate, frowning and glaring.
He was heading straight to where he was to kill the general, and in an instant he was in front of the Xiliang army!
In an instant, none of these Xiliang women could move, and the murderous aura emanating from Xu Chu almost made them feel suffocated.
Xu Chu raised his sword upwards, and then swiped it down suddenly. The sword filled with all his strength drew a crescent-shaped silver line in mid-air. The sweeping power of this sword actually killed three Westerners.
Liang Jun's head.
"It's...it's...tiger crazy!!"
"Ah??Run!"
"Ah! Come on, it's Xu Chu, the tiger idiot!"
"That Biaozi is here! He's the one who defeated Dutinghou at Hulao Pass!"
"………………"
At the battle of Hulao Pass that day, Lu Bu's bravery shocked the princes of Guandong. But at the same time, the reputation of the three fierce generals in the alliance army, Guan Yu of Hedong, Zhang Fei of Yan, and Xu Chu, the tiger maniac, who fought fiercely against Lu Bu, also spread throughout the Xiliang army.
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In particular, Xu Chu, the tiger fool, became the first person in history to defeat Lu Bu in front of everyone. His reputation for fierceness and toughness resounded throughout Sili, and no one in the Xiliang army knew his name.
Under such power, Xu Chu suddenly came to kill him and called out his number suddenly. How could these Xiliang people not panic?
At this moment, Xu Chu was seen like an unparalleled demon god, waving his sword, going back and forth to harvest the lives of these Xiliang soldiers. Just now, the soldiers of the Xiliang army who were still bullying the weak in front of Wang Yun, were now fighting against Xu Chu's sword.
Under the shroud, they were as vulnerable as chickens and dogs, falling into a pool of blood one after another.
"Da da da da da da..."
The sound of horse hooves and running attracted the attention of everyone in the venue, but it was the pottery merchant who led the Tiger Guard's personal escort team and followed Xu Chu to the scene.
The pottery merchant looked down at the several corpses still bleeding on the ground, then turned his gaze to the frightened, crying and sobbing house slaves, then looked at Wang Yun, who looked pale, and finally landed on the still, still standing man.
On Diao Chan who held a dagger against her throat...
Even though the pottery merchant was well-informed in later generations, he had seen many beauties. At this moment, he couldn't help but admire in his heart:
This woman is so charming...it's a nuisance to people's hearts and minds, a pure disaster!
Turning over and dismounting, Tao Shang stepped in front of Wang Yun and bowed politely: "I, Tao Shang, the eldest son of Tao Jun, the governor of Xuzhou, have met you and you don't dare to ask him his name?"
Wang Yun came back to his senses, sighed, shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "It turns out that it was Tao Gongzu's son who saved me... The old guy is almost sixty, I didn't expect his son to be so young... Baby, thank you! I am.
He is the current Situ of the Han Dynasty, and so is Wang Yun."
When the pottery merchant heard this, his heart trembled slightly... This old man turned out to be Situ Wang Yun!
He actually met Wang Yun in the Battle of Bianshui... It seems that the wheel of history has finally gone a little off.
Turning to look at the charming woman, the pottery merchant probably guessed her identity... Wang Yun was here, and this woman's appearance was so outstanding, so her identity was basically certain.
"Diao Chan, put down the dagger...it's okay." Wang Yun sighed with emotion.
"Diao Chan?" The pottery merchant raised his eyebrows slightly.
The word "sable" and the word "cicada" refer to the mink tail and cicada feathers, both of which were the ornaments worn by ancient princes to display their official hats. Taking this name is actually an attempt to conceal one's true identity.
But these have nothing to do with him, he can be called whatever he wants.
Diao Chan lowered the dagger against her neck slowly, looked at the bodies of the Xiliang soldiers on the ground, and remembered what happened just now, she couldn't help but feel a little fear in her heart, and there was a hint of thinness in her bright eyes unconsciously.
There was a mist of tears and the circles under my eyes were a little red.
"Girl, do you want to cry?" The pottery merchant asked kindly: "I still have a handkerchief with me... I'll look for it for you..."
Diao Chan just now stood in front of a group of women. Although she spoke righteously and looked fearless, in fact she was holding on.
After all, she was just a woman. Facing so many strong men from Xiliang who killed without blinking an eye, she was already extremely frightened. In the end, she put a dagger to her neck, which made it clear that she wanted to die without being ravaged, but
Which creature in the world is willing to die?
Until this moment, Diao Chan was suddenly saved. She went from death to life, ups and downs, and her psychological endurance was on the verge of collapse.
Diao Chan didn't care about etiquette anymore. Without any warning, she suddenly threw herself into the arms of the strange man in front of her, letting out the grievances she had been holding in her stomach and crying loudly.
"Girl! Stop!"
"Ohh Ohh ohh!…………"
Young Master Tao raised his hands helplessly, letting Diao Chan cry all over his armor with snot and tears, and rolled his eyes weakly.
"Girl, please be gentle...my armor is quite expensive..."
After about three cups of tea, Diao Chan finally released all the grievances in her stomach. At this moment, she also realized that she had lost her composure just now. She withdrew from the potter's arms with red eyes and a pretty face.
Ashamed Yanhong.
Hearing her rude behavior just now, Diao Chan wished she could find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
"Young Master, please help me more..." Diao Chan's voice was as low as a mosquito's. If you don't prick your ears, you can't hear it at all.
The pottery merchant lowered his head and looked at the large wet mark on his breastplate, which was filled with tears and snot. There seemed to be a little rouge mixed on it... It looked like a soul painting.
What a sin!
"Girl, are you crying... are you so excited?" The potter curled his lips in embarrassment and said weakly.
"Hmm..." Diao Chan nodded shyly.
The pottery merchant nodded and said, "That's good."
Then he turned left and right and pulled out a handkerchief from the gap in the armor.
Seeing this, Diao Chan waved her hands hurriedly and said sheepishly: "Young master, there is no need to be so polite. The little girl doesn't want to cry anymore, so there is no need to use a handkerchief."
The potter gave Diao Chan a strange look, as if he were looking at a dizzy monster.
Then he began to wipe the mixture of snot and tears from his breastplate with a handkerchief.
When Diao Chan saw this, she blushed again and whispered softly: "Master, little lady...little lady is ashamed...I'm really sorry, would you like me to wipe it for you?"
"Girl, you're welcome. Don't wipe it until you don't need it. Just tell me in advance next time so that I can be prepared...I can take off my clothes first and let you cry."
The potter signaled to Diao Chan that you were welcome, and then turned to ask Wang Yundao: "Wang Situ, how did you get here? How did you conflict with the Xiliang army? Who was sitting in the other car?"
Wang Yun sighed and seemed very tired. At this time, Diao Chan came to him and helped the old man sit down on the stone next to the carriage.
At this time, Xu Chu and the soldiers of the Tiger Guard had killed all the remaining soldiers and returned to the pottery merchant.
Seeing that the crisis was temporarily resolved, Wang Yun told how he and other ministers were forced out of Luoyang by Dong Zhuo, how they were led by Guo Si to another road away from the official road, and how they were defeated by those Xiliang soldiers in the chaotic battlefield.
The army kidnapped him in this remote place and told the pottery merchant roughly what he wanted to do to steal money and sex.
As the pottery merchant listened, he murmured in his heart...
The old man Wang Yun was rescued by him by chance during the process of moving the capital. He would have to send him to Yuan Shao or Yuan Shu. Anyway, he definitely couldn't be sent back to Dong Zhuo... But once this happens, the wheel of history will change.
A major deviation will occur... So what should we do with the serial plan? Will Dong Zhuo die?