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As soon as Zhou Cang fell, the Yellow Turban thieves rushed to rob people. Pei Yuanshao even ignored his injuries and rushed towards Guan Hai. Although Guan Hai only fought with Zhou Cang, he consumed a lot of energy, especially the second attack, which cut off Zhou Cang's big sword and knocked him down. However, his arms were also paralyzed and could not fight for a while, so he ran away.

Pei Yuanshao had just chased after more than ten steps, and suddenly saw a cavalry rushing from the side. Before he could see the other person clearly, he felt a pain in his arm. He couldn't hold the big knife in his hand and fell to the ground. Pei Yuanshao was so scared that he ran away. After running away from a distance, he found that the other person was not chasing. He was shocked and looked at it carefully, but it was the young man holding a spear.

"I still really decided to decide the head of the Jiugongwu Pavilion, Zhao Zilong. The two of them are also considered heroes. The Beihai Guan Shengde is also the commander of the Qu. The evil deeds of soldiers surround the Beihai can still be lost and return to the famous master. Why don't you learn Guan Shengde and join the western Liaoning? It's better to be in chaos here."

"Western Liao?"

Pei Yuanshao and Zhou Cang, who was dislocated by his arm, looked at each other with pain, frowned and shook his head. Liaoxi, isn't this too remote? I don't know what kind of nerves Guan Hai was, and he was so kind that Qu Shuai refused to do it. He actually defected to the White Wolf City and was the fake Sima of the White Wolf Camp.

Suddenly, Zhou Cang seemed to remember something and glared at Zhao Yun and said, "Jiugongwu! Did you kill more than half of the 800 Heishan soldiers under the Eagle Cave last time?"

Before Zhao Yun could answer, the young knight behind him had already burst into laughter: "That's right, so let's know that the Thunder Lord's right arm was shot by me, Xiahou Lan."

Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao took a breath like toothache. It turned out that they were the person from the fortress. The person named Zhao Zilong was also the pavilion chief who was responsible for the fortress arresting robbery. It must be even more difficult to mess with. No wonder Pei Yuanshao's arm was injured in one blow. It seemed that he was still showing mercy.

The two Yellow Turban thieves discussed for a while. Pei Yuanshao swallowed his saliva and bowed to Zhao Yun, "Since Zhao Ting has come forward, he has shown mercy just now. Moreover, Brother Guan and I are also in the Yellow Turban lineage. Then I will give you the horse, which can be considered as making friends."

When Pei Yuanshao spoke, Zhou Cang raised his left hand and kept gestured backwards, indicating that he would return to the parody.

At this time, the wolf-fanged flying cavalry that had been quiet, and the cavalry approached Zhao Yun and asked in a low voice: "They want to retreat, but the city guard has not sent a signal yet. Chief Zhao Ting, should he launch an offensive and drag it down?"

Zhao Yun pondered for a moment and nodded: "Listen to my signal, I will attack Pei Yuanshao and capture him alive. Zihui, then Zhou Cang will give you the following. Don't shoot people. Just shoot horses!"

"No problem." Xiahou Lan was full of confidence. He was one of the white horses and had already reached a certain level. This riding and shooting skill is self-evident.

While talking, Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao had led the Yellow Turban thieves to retreat slowly and were preparing to climb the mountain.

"Prepare--"

Zhao Yun slowly lifted his spear and relaxed his muscles. Before attacking, the muscles must relax. Only when the target is attacked will the muscles tense and explode.

At this moment, Xiahou Lan looked up suddenly and said in surprise: "There is smoke, and the village is smoking, no, it's a fire... he. Has he really climbed up?"

Zhao Yun's face was slightly more and more smiling: "What a horse, Jinglong, really has the means." He pointed to the spear, "Kill!"

More than twenty cavalry suddenly launched an attack. With a burst of arrows, all the more than ten Yellow Turban thieves who were not able to retreat to the mountain road were shot to death. Zhou Cang's war horse was also shot to death by one arrow. If he had not been agile and had not waited for the war horse to fall to the ground and jumped onto Pei Yuanshao's horse's back quickly, he would have been captured by Zhao Yun.

Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao cursed in anger, but did not dare to stop at all, so they retreated to the mountain village in a hurry. However, as soon as they arrived halfway up, they saw the gate of the village open wide, and hundreds of villages rushed out in a swarm. The ghost was screaming Liantian, and the smoke in the village was rolling and the flames were flying high.

The copycat caught fire?

Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao's bodies were suddenly cold, and they looked at each other, and cold sweat fell on their foreheads.

When the two rushed into the village, their eyes were stiff and they were dumbfounded.

I saw a young and heroic young man standing a hundred feet away, on the rock like a mushroom on the cliff of the back mountain, with a hunting torch under his feet. Under the flying stone, the stolen Dayuan treasure horse was dragging a broken rope and neighing at the young man Hui Yuyu on the high stone. At this moment, the young man held a blood-colored bow in his hand and kept shooting fire arrows at the buildings in various villages. Houses, Juyi Hall, martial arts field, stables... were full of fire.

How did this man climb up from the cliff behind the mountain? How did he get up to the slid mushroom-shaped flying stone? Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao couldn't imagine it at all, but for them now, it was no longer necessary to think about it, because people were all in front of them. The most terrifying thing was that the other party was just casually raising his bow and arrows, and the red flames as big as a fist at the front of the arrow were facing the granary!

That's right! Granary! About 200 steps away from the stones flying in the back mountain, there is a round stone house with thatched barn on the roof. There are 800 stones of grain and millet, which is the entire food ration for the entire village. Once it catches fire, there is no need for a soldier or an arrow to attack, and the whole village will collapse.

"Ah--" Zhou Cang's eyes were so angry that he snatched a big knife, rushed forward dozens of steps, spread his legs, his fingers, and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Bastard! I'm a hero who has been planted and fought with Master Zhou, hiding on the stone, secretly shooting cold arrows! Come! Come down! I'm standing here, I'm a place where you bite my bird..."

Before he finished speaking, a stream of fire fell from the sky, brushing the ground through Zhou Cang's crotch, and piercing deeply into the soil. Zhou Cang was stunned at first, then threw the big knife suddenly, slapped his hands hard on his crotch, jumping and jumping, and the ghost was called Lian Tian.

The thieves were stunned. Pei Yuanshao pointed at Zhou Cang's crotch: "Fire... hurry up, put out the fire quickly."

The thieves who were awakened by dreams rushed forward, pushed Zhou Cang down, clapped and kicked him for a while, and finally put out the fire before Zhou Cang's guy was burned.

"Stop, stop, stop." As Pei Yuanshao screamed, everyone stopped. Only a little boss with a pimple on his face was still stepping hard, and kept shouting in his mouth: "Look, you are still burning! Look, you are still burning!"

Bang! He slapped the slanted thorn and knocked the little leader away. Looking at Zhou Cang again, his eyes turned pale.

Ma Han had already taken another fire arrow, looked at the farce in front of the village gate coldly, and slowly aimed the fire arrow at the granary. At this time, he saw a group of charred old men and women in front of the village, mixed with women and children, and about hundreds of people looked like they knelt down and kowtowed to Ma Han and begged loudly.

These days, food is life! Ma Han’s fire arrows are not aimed at anyone, but what he aims at is the lifeblood of everyone.

The arrows of Mahan drooped slightly, lifting their breath and raising their voices. The sound was heard by the wind, and everyone in the world said: "If you don't want to starve to death, just surrender!"

Pei Yuanshao pushed the crowd away, rushed forward a hundred steps, raised his head and shouted: "If we want to surrender, we have to show our font size. Who will surrender?"

"The cavalry captain of Liaodong County, led the guards of Bailang City in western Liaoning, and the horse is fierce!"

Pei Yuanshao turned his head and looked at Zhou Cang who had turned and kidnapped. Although he didn't know where Bailang City was, the official position of the Cavalry Commander was quite good and he was fully qualified to surrender. The question now is, should he surrender or not?

"If you don't surrender, I will burn out the granary and block the passage of your way down the mountain. Within three days, you will starve to death and die of thirst. It's absolutely unforgivable." Ma Han's eyes swept across the faces of the two thieves like cold electricity. The hot weather made the two shudders shudder. Ma Han continued: "If you weren't Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao, I'll kill them today and I will never show mercy! Whether to surrender or die is all within your mind. Let's decide!"

The group of old, weak, women and children begged in unison: "Master, come surrender!"

These people are the families of the Yellow Turban thieves. If their families are like this, what will the thieves have to resist?

Pei Yuanshao looked at his old partner with a wry smile: "It's over, I'm afraid I can only surrender."

Zhou Cang grinned and kept rubbing his crotch. There was a big hole burned through, and it was black inside. I don’t know if it was born or smoked...

"Wait, what did he say he is called?" Zhou Cang's hand rubbed his crotch suddenly stopped, "Ma...he?"

Pei Yuanshao also woke up and exclaimed: "Is it possible that when the Jizhou army and Youzhou army fought last year, the general of the Jizhou army, captured and released Yuan Benchu, and finally snatched the Yuan BMW's 'killing general' Ma Han?"

Zhou Cang slapped his thigh: "Is that horse possible?...Oh, it hurts, it hurts!"

Pei Yuanshao immediately shouted at the top of his voice: "Have you ever worked under the White Horse Gongsun?"

Ma Han didn't know why Pei Yuanshao asked this, but he did not avoid it. He had the confidence and replied coldly: "Last year, when the Yuan family and the Gongsun family fought, he was once the scouts of General Gongsun's tent."

"Where does the Dayuan treasure horse come from under your feet?"

Ma Han glanced at the Silver Arrow and burst into laughter: "So you are asking about this - yes, this is Yuan Benchu's mount, I snatched it to exchange for his life."
Chapter completed!