The two of them kept talking and didn't notice that the shouts of killing in the city had gradually stopped.
At this time, Tang Yi finally realized this when she finally raised the Fire Dragon Spear to fight Zhao Yun to the death.
"It seems that the fighting outside is over." She raised the corners of her mouth, her face full of disdain. She didn't know whether it was towards Guo Jia who was far away in the state capital, or towards herself.
"Guo Jiazhen is so bold that he did not hesitate to use nearly 40,000 people to start an uprising for the sake of my mere 1,500 people. The purpose is to interfere with my judgment. I think after this matter is over, except for the people you killed after entering the city, In addition to some of them, there will probably be others buried with them."
"I don't know what the military advisor is thinking. I'm just following orders." Zhao Yun shook his head.
"Oh, I remember. When you invited me to the county, you probably came so that I could witness your ruthlessness towards your enemies, but you didn't expect that I would come back to find you." Tang Yi said lightly.
Zhao Yun's face was filled with regret, and he slowly said: "Miss Tang, as long as you give up these things and surrender, I will protect your life in the name of ancestor Changshan. Even if the military advisor refuses, I can still let you." Find a place to hide first, once the situation is determined, the military advisor will not make things difficult for you."
"Would you like to make a bet?" Tang Yi glanced at Zhao Yun with a joking expression.
"Huh?" Zhao Yun was stunned.
With a creak, the county government door, which Zhao Yun had strictly forbidden to open, slowly opened with Zhao Yun's dull expression.
"Forget it, there's no point in fighting now."
Tang Yi stopped joking and seemed to have guessed that someone would come here to witness his death. He shook his head expressionlessly and stood aside.
There is a jujube tree in the yard, with dry branches sticking messily toward the sky, like the tentacles of some strange creature.
Tang Yi put away the fire dragon gun in his hand, walked slowly to the jujube tree, and leaned on it with his shoulder.
She was a little tired, but she still stared in the direction of Zhao Yun, with the same expressionless face, showing no emotion or anger.
It seems like he can't get into this fight.
But there is always a fight.
Tang Yi thought so.
From the moment Zhao Yun said that he would not do anything to him, Tang Yi had a clear understanding in his heart. Just now, Zhao Yun said that he would save his life. This was equivalent to preparing to nakedly disobey military orders in front of him.
But Tang Yi knew very well in his heart that Guo Jia would never let him escape after paying such a heavy price and making so much preparations, so he would definitely take Zhao Yun's "kindness and softness" into consideration.
The man looked ordinary, had an ordinary build, and was dressed... like an ordinary yellow turban rebel.
However, when he walked into the courtyard, what he said was anything but ordinary.
"This is an order from the military advisor, asking General Zhao to show his kindness to women," the man said.
Zhao Yun's complexion has returned to normal, but there has already been a storm in his heart.
The fact that this person can come in means at least two things. The first is that he is a pro-soldier under his command. I am afraid that he is not as obedient as he imagined.
The second thing is that the remaining sergeants in the Huben Camp have become prisoners, or ghosts under the sword.
But both the first thing and the second thing point to a very bad fact.
Zhao Yun was not trusted by Guo Jia as he imagined.
This discovery chilled him a little.
And what the man in front of him said seemed to confirm his suspicion.
He used the word "please" respectfully, but there were many inaccuracies in his words.
For example, what if Zhao Yun disobeys military orders? For example, if Zhao Yun really wants to let Tang Yi go, so what?
At that time, there may be one more corpse here, and maybe those 30,000 enemy troops who were just cooperating will show their fangs at this time and become real rebels, ruthlessly destroying all the enemies with their hearts. Tear to pieces by disloyal enemies.
Who knows.
After the man finished saying this, without waiting for Zhao Yun's answer, he walked to the courtyard wall and sat down against the wall.
He never worried that he would die here, or in other words, he didn't care.
His relatives in the state capital were well taken care of by Guo Jia, and their lives were greatly guaranteed. He just came here to follow the orders of the military advisor and convey the orders of the sergeant.
From the moment he entered the courtyard of the county government office, only one or two people could get out of this courtyard alive.
Or no one.
Zhao Yun stared at the man with an ugly expression and walked aside. The seven-foot-old man's right hand holding the spear actually began to tremble.
I don't know if it's fear or anger.
He closed his eyes and breathed heavily.
After Mo Yue spent a stick of incense like this, he finally calmed down a little and opened his eyes.
In front of him, Tang Yi had been standing there quietly for some time.
"Well, there are still good people in this world." Tang Yi said, but her tone was full of ridicule.
As she spoke, pieces of armor that were already as dark as ink were taken off from her body and tossed aside like trash.
It revealed that although she was not too tall, she still looked very upright.
Underneath the armor is a powerful outfit. She looks like an ancient knight preparing to fight.
Zhao Yun's face condensed, and he didn't know what Tang Yi meant by this move.
Tang Yi moved his stiff shoulders, hands and feet, but did not explain anything to Zhao Yun.
She raised her gun and charged.
Just like on the battlefield, it moves like thunder!
Before the people arrive, the tip of the spear has already arrived!
The Fire Dragon Spear is worthy of being an epic weapon. Countless flames seemed to appear in front of Zhao Yun's eyes, just like plum blossoms blooming in front of his eyes.
Although this thrust looked like a spear, it seemed to turn into infinite shadows of spears in front of Zhao Yun.
However, Zhao Yun didn't seem to be in any panic. He turned his body slightly to the side, and the only real tip of the Fire Dragon Spear was stuck between him and the Tiger Bold Silver Spear.
Tang Yi was not surprised that the other party could see through this attack, but her attack was not over yet.
She suddenly lifted the gun body with her left hand, and with just a slight push, the blade of the fire dragon gun sliced towards Zhao Yun's head.
However, Zhao Yun's right foot had already been raised high, blocking the path of the Fire Dragon Spear. It was equivalent to placing the Fire Dragon Spear between his right foot and the Tiger Bold Silver Spear.
Zhao Yun's kick is not such a simple attack. Putting down his right foot is equivalent to taking this opportunity to take a big step forward!
And this long step brought his body and Tang Yi within one punch of him.
His left fist seemed to be ready to go, and he took this opportunity to punch out from under his left rib.
Then he hit Tang Yi's right arm with great force!
At this time, Tang Yi's right arm was still holding the Fire Dragon Spear, and he had no time to stop and resist.
She is fast because of her gun, while Zhao Yun is fast because of her body.
boom!
There was a muffled sound, and Tang Yi's body suddenly flew backwards as if it had been hit by a big truck. His body drew a miserable parabola and fell to the ground.
Zhao Yun's brows trembled and he did not pursue.
Tang Yi reluctantly stood up and spat out a mouthful of blood. Her right arm hung weakly by her side, but her left hand was still firmly grasping the body of the Fire Dragon Spear.
This battle between famous guns has not yet begun, but it seems to be over.
Tang Yi's expression did not change in any way due to the severe pain caused by the dislocated shoulder, as if to her, this arm did not exist at all.
She raised her head, spat out bloody spit, gritted her teeth and said, "Come again."
Then she charged towards Zhao Yun again, but this time she didn't have control of her right hand. The left hand holding the gun was obviously a little unstable, and the gun head was shaking a little.
The tip of the Fire Dragon Spear still plunged towards Zhao Yun without hesitation.
However, this is destined to be in vain.
The tiger-gut bright silver gun stretched forward, like a lover's hand, very lightly and carefully attached to the head of the fire dragon gun, and then gently guided it down.
The direction of the Fire Dragon Spear's attack was taken aside, and then the bright silver spear began to rotate slightly, and Tang Yi's Fire Dragon Spear danced an extremely sinister dance.
Then, with a slight exertion of force from Zhao Yun, the Fire Dragon Spear flew out of Tang Yi's hand and stuck straight into the bluestone floor. It instantly pierced the floor and was nailed to the ground not far away.
Zhao Yun seemed to take this matter as a matter of course, without any expression of joy on his face. He still raised his left fist and hit Tang Yi!
Tang Yi finally had the time to block Zhao Yun's fist with his left arm in front of him.
However, there was no change in the result, and her end was even more miserable than the last time.
There was only a crisp sound, and Tang Yi's left arm was also broken tragically, and the whole person flew out again like a kite with its string broken.
This time, Tang Yi couldn't help but vomit blood out of her mouth. It seemed that it was difficult for her to stand up like she did just now.
She had suffered very serious internal injuries, and even something as simple as breathing would cause her lungs to feel like they were pierced by countless silver needles.
However, her face remained calm as she stared at Zhao Yun in front of her without even moving her eyes.
Zhao Yun dragged the bright silver gun behind him and walked step by step towards Tang Yi, who was lying on the ground miserable. The tip of the silver gun rubbed against the stone floor, making a maddening sound.
He stood in front of Tang Yi, his face full of pity.
"Why is this so?" Zhao Yun said softly.
"It's not necessary." Tang Yi seemed to have used all his strength to say these four words.
Is there no need for Zhao Yun to die here because of his own existence? Or is there no need for Zhao Yun to hesitate between rebellion and cruelty?
Maybe both.
Or maybe it's more than that.
Zhao Yun turned his head and looked at the man who was half sitting and half lying by the wall watching the show.
The man has closed his eyes. He is just a witness and will not express any opinion on this matter.
Or maybe he is also waiting for his fate.
Zhao Yun sighed, as if he had finally made a decision. He raised the bright silver gun, and the hesitation on his face disappeared, leaving only a look of indifference.
