Cai Yong was part of the migration team, and there was a troop of about 1,000 Western Liang soldiers in charge.
Hearing the rumbling sounds coming from the valley ahead, the Western Liang army general quickly led his troops forward to check.
It didn't matter.
A cavalry unit suddenly appeared in front of them. The person in the lead was riding a white horse and holding a silver spear. It was Zhao Yun, the person who made the entire Western Liang Army tremble in fear!
"F * ck! Zhao…Zhao Yun!"
The Western Liang soldiers were dumbfounded.
Why would the enemy suddenly appear here?
Shouldn't there be an army behind them?
Where is he? Where did they all go?
"Tsk!"
The silver spear pierced through the sky, and blood quickly gushed out of the Western Liang soldier's chest.
Zhao Yun led the hundreds of cavalrymen under his command, and as if they had entered an uninhabited land, they quickly scattered the Western Liang soldiers.
"Father…"
In the carriage, Cai Zhaoji held Cai Yong tightly.
Cai Yong's eyes were also filled with fear.
Encountering a surprise attack, this was a situation that he had never thought would happen.
Moreover, judging from the situation outside, the Western Liang soldiers did not seem to be a match for them.
If that was the case, what would their fate be?
The Long Dan Liang Silver Spear pierced through the body of the Xi Liang Army chiliarch.
Zhao Yun's eyes were as cold as torches as she scanned the surroundings and said coldly,
"Put down your weapons. We won't kill those who surrender!"
The Xi Liang Army was already weak, and they felt like they had been pardoned by Zhao Yun's surrender.
They all knelt on the ground to show their submission.
However, Zhao Yun's gaze was not on them. He picked out a few soldiers who looked like centurions and asked,
"Is Sir Cai Yong in your convoy?”
Cai Yong had been taken care of by Zhang Xiu before, so these centurions naturally remembered him. They hurriedly brought Zhao Yun to Cai Yong's carriage to point him out.
"General, this is Cai Yong's carriage.”
The centurions said carefully.
At this moment, Cai Yong and Cai Zhaoji's hearts were almost in their throats, afraid that some killing god had come from outside.
Zhao Yun gently lifted the curtain, revealing a white-haired old man and a beautiful young woman.
"Are you…Sir Cai Yong?"
Zhao Yun asked softly.
Seeing Zhao Yun's kind and heroic face, Cai Yong's worries gradually dissipated. He replied,
"This old man is Cai Yong, may I know why this general is looking for this old man…?”
"My name is Zhao Yun, and I am here on the orders of my lord Cao Mengde to rescue Lord Cai.”
"What?! Are you Meng De's subordinate?"
A trace of joy appeared on Cai Yong's face.
He had a good impression of Cao Cao and was good friends with Cao Cao's father, Cao Song.
"That's right, Lord Cai need not be afraid. The soldiers of our Cao army are disciplined people and will not harm innocent people.”
Zhao Yun thought that Cai Yong was worried that the Cao soldiers would hurt the other officials and civilians in the convoy, so she quickly explained.
"Hahaha, since it's Meng De's army, then I'm naturally at ease.”
"Speaking of which, among all the vassals in the east of the country, is Meng De the only one who caught up?”
Cai Yong asked curiously.
Hearing this, Zhao Yun nodded helplessly.
At the same time, he was filled with emotions.
Fortunately, Tong Fei had dragged him to join Cao Cao. This choice was indeed correct.
In the entire world, only Cao Cao cared about the world the most and had the will to pacify the chaotic world.
"Sigh, as expected, these dukes, other than Meng De, are all jackals of the same tribe!”
Cai Yong shook his head and sighed.
"Lord Cai, please come with me to see the lord.”
Zhao Yun said.
"That's good. It's been a long time since we last met. I also want to see how Meng De is doing.”
Zhao Yun brought Cai Yong and his daughter's carriage to Cao Cao's side.
Soon, the soldiers had cleared the battlefield. Other than Cai Yong, there were no other important people in the convoy.
……
"Changping, isn't that Zilong in front?”
Cao Cao and the other generals were leading the main army forward.
Suddenly, he saw Zhao Yun riding the Night Illumination Jade Lion with a carriage behind her.
Aiyo, what the heck, Zilong is so efficient! If I'm not wrong, Cai Yong and his daughter should be in this carriage, right?
Thinking of this, Tong Fei couldn't help but lick his lips.
He was definitely not interested in Cai Zhaoji, definitely not. He just wanted to meet the literary leader of this era, Cai Yong.
Yes, it was so simple.
"Lord, Changping, I've brought Lord Cai Yong!”
Zhao Yun came to Cao Cao and reported.
"You've worked hard, Zilong. Take a rest. Yuan Rang will continue to lead the soldiers for now.”
Cao Cao patted Zhao Yun's shoulder and said with heartache.
On this journey of several hundred li, Zhao Yun had always been at the forefront, doing everything by herself. Now, she was almost exhausted.
"My lord, we might not be able to continue chasing after the Western Liang army.”
Zhao Yun said regretfully.
Then, Zhao Yun told Cao Cao about the news she had received from the Xi Liang Army.
It turned out that when Dong Zhuo's army arrived at this valley a few days ago, he had divided the army into ten groups and handed them over to different generals to lead to Chang 'an.
It had to be said that Li Ru's plan was really flawless.
Even though there was only a small possibility that the eastern vassals would lead their troops to pursue them, they were still so cautious to prevent them from capsizing in the gutter.
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