Three Kingdoms: Liu Daer Was Forced Out of the Mountain at the Beginning

"Kill me, you won."

Huang Zhong looked at the tip of the gun in front of him, smiled self-deprecatingly, and said coldly.

For generals like Zhao Yun, Huang Zhong is convinced.

Not to mention anything else, Huang Zhong thought that if he was like Zhao Yun, he would have been wounded and shot again, and he might not be able to move at all.

Not to mention fighting against the main general, but still winning.

Zhao Yun sighed softly, put away the bright silver gentian gun, and said in a deep voice:

"I have killed countless dead souls, but I have never had any young or old. Let's go."

Huang Zhong was stunned for a moment.

Zhao Yun didn't kill himself?

And these words are almost the same as what I thought in my heart when I shot the second arrow!

Not only Huang Zhong, but also the army behind Zhao Yun was stunned.

What old and young?

Just now Huang Zhong almost killed Zhao Yun with an arrow!

Now Zhao Yun actually wants to let him go?

"Anyway, you are not under Cao Bandit's command, but you were also Liu Biao's general before."

"Liu Biao and my lord have always been on good terms. Although Lord Liu Biao is dead today, how could I kill his general?"

"What's more, we are not here to attack the city, but to persuade you to surrender, and take back the thirty-six counties of Jingzhou that belonged to Mr. Liu Qi."

Zhao Yun took a deep breath, and slowly opened his mouth when the wound was relieved and the pain was no longer so painful.

Huang Zhong was silent when he heard the words, and now he is a defeated general, so he has no right to speak.

Seeing that Huang Zhong was almost unmoved, Zhao Yun couldn't help but sighed and said:

"Forget it, I allow you to think carefully for a day, my army will arrive tomorrow, if you still resist..."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Yun scanned the entire Changsha army and shouted in a low voice:

"Then I can only attack by force!"

After all, Zhao Yun no longer looked at Huang Zhong's expression, but rode his horse straight back to the army.

Seeing this, Wei Yan, who had been watching the battle in the army for a long time, hurried over to help Huang Zhong up.

"General Huang, are you alright?"

Looking at Huang Zhong whose face was covered with blood, Wei Yan asked hastily.

Huang Zhong pushed Wei Yan away, and got on his horse:

"Let's go and find Prefect Han."

Although it was a little unclear, Wei Yan had already guessed something when he saw that Huang Zhong was defeated but Zhao Yun did not kill him.

Seeing Huang Zhong riding his horse back to the city, Wei Yan hurriedly followed.

...

After Zhao Yun returned to the army, he was exhausted and fell from his horse with a black eye.

Fortunately, Guan Xing had quick eyesight and quick hands, he quickly helped Zhao Yun up, and asked with concern:

"General Zhao, are you okay?"

Zhang Bao on the side also hurriedly called the medical officer.

Today, the two are completely convinced by Zhao Yun.

Just when he was seriously injured, Zhao Yun was able to use this design to lure Huang Zhong out of the city.

Although there was prejudice against Zhao Yun before, in the eyes of the two of them now, Zhao Yun is the God of War!

No matter what the rumors are, Zhao Zilong is still that Zhao Zilong.

That invincible myth!

Seeing the change in the attitudes of the two towards him, Zhao Yun also smiled contentedly, and then fell unconscious.

For Zhao Yun, life can be spared, but fame and festivals must not be discarded.

...

the next day.

Zhao Yun slowly opened his eyes, his right shoulder was already tightly bound, and even if he moved a little, he still felt extremely painful.

"General Zhao, are you awake?"

Guan Xing, who had been guarding the side all night, had his eyelids twitched, but when he saw Zhao Yun open his eyes, he immediately regained his energy and slowly helped Zhao Yun up.

"How long have I been asleep?"

Zhao Yun asked in a deep voice.

Guan Xing hesitated for a moment and whispered:

"General, the medical officer said that your wound is cracked now, and you must rest now!"

Zhao Yun shook his head and continued to ask:

"How about Changsha City?"

Guan Xing laughed and said:

"Don't worry, general, after Huang Zhong went back to discuss with the prefect Han Xuan, the city has surrendered, and now we are in Changsha City."

"That's good."

Zhao Yun's originally dignified face gradually eased when he heard this.

Zhao Yun knew in his heart that his current situation was not as good as when he fought Huang Zhong.

If Huang Zhong still insisted on defending the city and refusing to surrender, it would be almost impossible to attack the city.

Right now, it's the best situation.

"Help me out for a walk."

A smile finally appeared on Zhao Yun's face, and he insisted on getting up, but when he subconsciously propped himself up with his right hand, he found that he couldn't use his strength at all!

Zhao Yun, who had lost his center of gravity, almost fell in front of the bed, but was fortunately picked up by Guan Xing.

"What the hell happened to my arm? Tell me the truth!"

Zhao Yun was furious immediately, and shouted in a low voice.

Guan Xing gritted his teeth, seeing that the matter could no longer be concealed, he said in a low voice:

"General Zhao, the medical officer said..."

"Your right arm has been injured, and it may be difficult to exert strength at present."

Zhao Yun stared at his right arm with rounded eyes, unable to believe what happened before his eyes.

Although Guan Xing said it very euphemistically, how could Zhao Yun not know what it means that his right arm can no longer use his strength?

How is that different from a broken arm?

No wonder yesterday I suddenly felt as if I possessed divine power, but it turned out that it was just a flash of light.

Thinking of this, a little loneliness appeared in Zhao Yun's eyes.

"General..."

Guan Xing didn't know how to comfort Zhao Yun, he could only watch Zhao Yun suffer alone.

After a long silence, Zhao Yun finally spoke:

"My lord, can you tell me how long it will take to arrive?"

The task Liu Bei entrusted to Zhao Yun was to win the five counties including Changsha. Now that Changsha has been won, Liu Bei will arrive soon.

Guan Ping quickly replied:

"Probably arrive tomorrow."

Zhao Yun nodded, and stood up from the bed with difficulty. At this time, Zhang Bao heard the movement in the room, and hurried over.

"The two of you wait here for the lord to come. The next few counties will not be like Changsha. With Mr. Liu Qi here, it will not be difficult to win."

Zhao Yun sighed softly, his voice somewhat decadent.

Guan Xing and Zhang Bao responded, and then suddenly realized something was wrong:

"General, the two of us are waiting for the lord to come back, what about you?"

Zhao Yun smiled wryly, and raised his right arm with his left hand.

But the right arm was hanging down all the time, unable to move at all except for the pain.

"I'm almost a useless person now, and staying with the lord is just a burden."

"Now that my lord's event is about to come true, I feel at ease."

"The lord treats me well, but Zhao Yun is incompetent. Since he can no longer set foot on the battlefield, Zhao Yun has no face to face the lord."

Guan Xing hurriedly said:

"General... absolutely impossible."

Zhao Yun waved his hand and continued:

"I've made up my mind. Please both of you inform the lord that Zhao Yun is powerless to fight any more. Please bid farewell."

"I have been alive for several years, but I have never seen this great river and mountain. What I have seen is only broken mountains and rivers. I would like to take a stroll and savor the scenery of the Han Dynasty."

Guan Xing and Zhang Bao's eyes turned red when they heard this, but they did not try to dissuade Zhao Yun.

Although the two are still young, they have grown up in the army since they were born, and they have already understood some truths.

Zhao Yun actually didn't want to leave.