At this time, Zhaojiazhuang, just as Liu Zhang had predicted, was littered with corpses and was as miserable as hell.
The Yellow Turban Army went around burning, killing and looting, beheading and killing everyone they saw, regardless of gender or age.
All because of the resistance of two people.
Sun Zhong looked at the crying villagers everywhere with a sinister smile on his face.
"This is what will happen if you don't listen to General Heaven's orders!"
He turned to look at his subordinates and asked, "Have those two been killed?"
"General, those two are extremely brave and have killed dozens of my people."
"What!"
Sun Zhong's expression changed drastically. It had been so long and he still hadn't dealt with those two people!
"You stare here, leaving no one alive, and then burn this place down!"
"Yes, handsome!"
Sun Zhong led his guards to the outside of the village. Seeing that the two people who were surrounded were still struggling to resist, he couldn't help but feel angry.
"You know, it's all because of you two that your whole village has been implicated!"
A young man asked sternly: "What did you do to the villagers?"
"Hahaha!"
Sun Zhong looked up to the sky and laughed, with an evil smile on his lips.
"No one, young or old, will be left behind! By the way, there is a woman named Zhao Yue? She is quite pretty. I enjoyed it a lot just now, haha. But she didn't know what to do and actually committed suicide."
"you you!"
"younger sister!"
I saw that this man's eyes were completely cracked, and the spear he was holding tightly was shaking.
"If I don't cut you into pieces, Zhao Yun will act like a man!"
Zhao Yun's eyes were red, he roared, took the gun and rushed towards Sun Zhong.
"Go on, don't kill him, I'm going to torture him slowly!"
Sun Zhong showed no fear. There were thousands of people beside him, as well as his own elite bodyguards.
There are nearly two thousand people surrounding Zhao Yun. Even if Xiang Yu is resurrected, he will not escape death!
"Zilong, don't be impulsive!"
Zhao Yun turned a deaf ear to the shouts of his companions. His eyes were fixed on Sun Zhong, not caring at all about the Yellow Turban Army that was besieging him.
"kill!"
Zhao Yun roared angrily, he had already lost his mind.
His relatives were insulted and his fellow villagers were massacred. He wanted to seek justice for all this with his own hands!
Zhao Yun probed with his spear and penetrated a person instantly. Then he drew his gun and swept away the incoming swords, then swiped his hand and slashed the necks of several people.
In just a moment, Zhao Yun had killed several people.
The Yellow Turban Army was so frightened by Zhao Yun's bravery that no one dared to step forward.
"There is no need to live anymore. Whoever kills him will be my general and will be rewarded with a hundred golds!"
Seeing that Zhao Yun was so difficult to deal with, Sun Zhong quickly ordered his soldiers to kill him.
There must be a brave man under the heavy reward. Seeing that there was no need to capture him alive, the Yellow Turban Army directly surrounded him.
Zhao Yun saw enemies on all sides, so he was not afraid and directly used a sweep. Several people who came forward were killed instantly.
The spear in Zhao Yun's hand was like a flying dragon and phoenix, appearing and disappearing. Every swing results in death or injury.
For a moment, the surroundings were filled with the wails and sounds of fear from the Yellow Turban Army. Zhao Yun also approached Sun Zhong step by step.
"Give them all to me. If you kill him, you will be rewarded with a thousand gold coins."
Sun Zhong was breaking out in a cold sweat at this moment. He never expected that his personal bravery could reach this level.
All the surrounding soldiers gathered around him and surrounded him.
Although Zhao Yun is extremely brave, his progress has stalled.
There are more and more enemies around. Kill one and immediately add two more.
Gradually, he could no longer see Sun Zhong's position.
Zhao Yun had no other thoughts in his mind, only one thought.
kill! kill! kill!
Kill Sun Zhong!
Revenge for my sister and fellow villagers.
Zhao Yun can no longer remember how many people he has killed, he just wants revenge!
Cut the shameless guy in front of you into pieces!
It's a pity that when one's strength is finally exhausted, Zhao Yun is still a mortal no matter how brave he is.
At first no one could stand within five steps, but as the battle continued, the Yellow Turbans kept closing in.
Four steps, three steps, two steps!
Finally, all the Yellow Turban Army surrounded Zhao Yun.
"Ha ha ha ha."
Seeing that the overall situation had been decided, Sun Zhong began to ridicule Zhao Yun.
"No matter how brave you are, what can you do? You can kill ten or a hundred people, but I have thousands or ten thousand people!"
"Thousands of my brothers, each with their spit, will drown you too!"
"Come here and chop him into pieces!"
Under Sun Zhong's order, the Yellow Turban Army all waved their weapons and attacked Zhao Yun.
Zhao Yun quickly waved his spear to resist, but the spear in his hand was no longer as flexible as before.
Is that the end?
Thinking of my defiled sister and fellow villagers who died tragically.
"ah!!!"
Zhao Yun inspired infinite power, roared, and pushed back the enemy again.
Liu Zhang was leading his team towards Zhaojiazhuang. He had been feeling restless and had a very bad premonition.
In history, Liu Zhang did not defeat Zhang Jiao, and Sun Zhong died directly in Guangzong.
Now, thanks to his gift, Sun Zhong not only escaped, but also ran to Changshan to cause trouble.
If Zhao Yun died in the hands of Sun Zhong, Liu Zhang would really cry without tears.
"Quick, speed up the march!"
Taishi Ci was surprised by Liu Zhang's anxiety. He had rarely seen Liu Zhang so nervous.
"Lord, Zhaojiazhuang is less than ten miles away. We will arrive soon."
Liu Zhang didn't answer, as if he didn't hear him, he kept speeding up his horse.
Don't let anything happen to you! Liu Zhang kept praying in his heart.
"Hoo, ho, ho."
Zhao Yun kept breathing heavily, holding the spear tightly with both hands to support his exhausted body.
Bodies everywhere and all kinds of miserable death conditions tell the story of the brutality of this battle.
With the power of one person, he defeated thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers and killed more than a hundred of them!
The Yellow Turban Army had all retreated ten steps away, with fear in their eyes.
too strong! So brave!
Is this really human?
Sun Zhong couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. He already regretted coming to Zhaojiazhuang, and even more regretted being an enemy of this butcher.
Bang!
Zhao Yun let go of the spear in his hand and knelt directly on the ground.
He was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers, so he could only glare at Sun Zhong.
"Hahaha!"
"Can't you fight? Come on!"
Seeing Sun Zhong's proud look, Zhao Yun was filled with anger. He hated the thief, himself, and even more, the world.
"Traitor, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost."
Sun Zhong sneered at such threats and sneered at the corner of his mouth.
"Then I'll make it impossible for you to become a ghost! Come on! Cut him into pieces!"
Zhao Yun couldn't help but burst into tears when he looked at the killing Yellow Turban soldiers.
"Brother, sister, I can't help you, I can't kill thieves with my own hands. I will avenge you!"
Zhao Yun's miserable appearance even made Sun Zhong laugh. This kind of joy made him feel so happy that he couldn't describe it.
Boom, boom, boom.
At this moment, there was a sound from a distance, and the earth trembled.
