"You guys stay here for now."
Liu Yi turned around and instructed the refugees.
"Brother Zilong and I will lead the cavalry to kill the Yellow Turban bandits.”
"Then, I'll bring you back to Yangxin County."
"Thank you, benefactor Liu!"
The group of refugees knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
"If you didn't come, we would have been kidnapped by those damn Yellow Turban thieves.”
"You even implicated little brother Zhao Yun.”
The refugees cried in groups of two or three.
Seeing the refugees in tattered clothes, Yun Zhao felt a sour feeling in her heart.
"In this year of famine, we can't even eat.”
"I'm still being bullied by those damn Yellow Turban thieves.”
"Sigh!"
He sighed.
Zhao Yun knew very well that even if she escaped from the Yellow Turban bandits 'clutches, she would not be able to escape.
But what would happen to these refugees?
How could they survive without food?
Could it be that he had traded his son for food?
Liu Yi keenly noticed the worry on Zhao Yun's face.
"Don't worry, Zilong."
"When we reach Yangxin County, we'll arrange a full meal for them.”
"As for the future, I have some arrangements.”
This was a good time to win the hearts of the people.
"Really?" Zhao Yun was shocked.
In this year of famine, he could arrange food for refugees who were not related to him.
Even if it was just a pause, it was still a huge gesture.
"Brother Chongwen is righteous!"
He cupped his hands and bowed." I thank you on behalf of these villagers.”
Although he was still riding on the horse, he bowed deeply.
"Don't be so polite, Zilong."
Liu Yi quickly raised his hand.
He turned around and looked behind him." Leave fifty cavalrymen behind to protect the villagers.”
"The rest of you, follow me and Zilong and pursue the Yellow Turbans!”
"Yes!" The two hundred cavalrymen quickly moved out. They followed Liu Yi's orders and left fifty cavalrymen behind.
Zhao Yun's eyes flickered as she watched.
This group of cavalrymen was well-disciplined, and it was obvious that Liu Yi had an unusually high prestige among them.
It even surpassed Gongsun Zan's prestige in the White Horse Righteous Followers.
The scene in front of her could not help but make Zhao Yun admire it endlessly in her heart.
"Advance!"
Liu Yi brandished the Heavenly Dragon Breaking Halberd in his hand and took the lead in riding his horse.
Zhao Yun followed closely behind, her emotions surging and her fighting spirit high.
Praise!
The sound of horse hooves echoed in the wilderness.
"This benefactor Liu is even more handsome than Little Zhao!”
"That's right. I used to think that Little Zhao was infinitely handsome. Only today did I know that there are really people who are even more handsome in this world!”
"When these two stand together, I'm afraid all the men in the world will be unable to raise their heads.”
Without the threat of the Yellow Turban, the refugees started talking under the protection of the cavalry.
"Assault!"
"Leave no one alive!"
Liu Yi, who was galloping, waved his halberd and gave the order.
With their fast speed, they had already caught up to the tail of the fleeing Yellow Turban formation.
"Ah!"
The moment the cavalrymen collided with the enemy, all sorts of screams rang out in the wilderness.
Although the Yellow Turban army was in a state of disunity and had a large number of people, they were no match for the cavalry led by Liu Yi.
They could only be slaughtered by the cavalry in fear.
Puchi!
Zhao Yun waved the steel spear in her hand and stabbed out repeatedly.
He accurately killed several Yellow Turban thieves.
When the cavalrymen saw that the white-horse general was so brave, they were filled with admiration.
He admired Liu Yi's judgment of people even more.
A one-sided massacre spread across the wilderness.
Liu Yi slowed down his horse and entered the cavalry formation to observe the situation on the battlefield.
Most of these Yellow Turbans were adult males.
His eyebrows were filled with a ruffian's aura.
They were different from the refugees who had been forcefully dragged into the Yellow Turban camp with their families.
The vast majority of them were definitely the kind of people who were idle and unorthodox.
Letting them live was also a disaster, which was why Liu Yi gave the order to not let them live.
Realizing that the cavalrymen's stamina was gradually decreasing, he shouted,""Retreat!"
A loud and penetrating voice spread across the wilderness.
All the cavalry gradually reined in their horses.
The few remaining Yellow Turban bandits scattered and fled.
The wilderness was densely packed with corpses. It was extremely tragic.
"Awesome!"
Zhao Yun rode her horse back, unable to suppress the excitement on her face.
"These damn Yellow Turban thieves, they're harming the village.”
"Today, I've finally avenged the villagers!”
The steel spear in his hand was still dripping with blood. He swung it gently, and a line of blood appeared under the sunlight.
"In the end, the Yellow Turbans still have more refugees who have been kidnapped.”
Liu Yi said.
"A group of scoundrels like today is very rare.”
"I guess this is the vanguard of the Yellow Turban army.”
"They're burning, killing, and looting everywhere. They're doing heartless things in the name of the Yellow Turban.”
"Exactly!" Zhao Yun nodded in agreement.
"If it was those refugees who were forced, it would be understandable.”
"But these damn bullies deserve to die.”
Liu Yi turned his horse around and led the way." Retreat."”
"Let's go back and arrange blind dates for those refugees.”
Zhao Yun looked at the back of that person and gradually coincided with the person in his heart who punished evil and promoted good, who cared about the world.
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