Chapter 392: You are immoral and incompetent, not worthy of my burial! Yuan family remnant, you are my gift to Lord Xuande!

Zhao Yun finally gave his name.

As one of the leaders of the White Horse Volunteers, originally under Gongsun Zan, he was not considered an important figure, so it was normal that he was unknown to Wen Chou.

When his brother died, he bid farewell to Liu Bei and returned home to attend the funeral. Not long after that, he was recruited by Gongsun Zan with the intention of re-forming the White Horse Volunteers.

However, before the Baima Yicong was rebuilt, Gongsun Zan was destroyed and burned himself in Yijing.

Seeing that Gongsun Zan was destroyed and unwilling to surrender to the Yuan family, Zhao Yun disbanded his troops and lived in seclusion in Youji area.

And the White Horse Volunteer Army he reorganized, only had about fifty brothers left, who were willing to abandon their homes and careers to follow him in seclusion.

During this period, he wanted to go south to join Liu Bei several times, but his parents died one after another and he had to stay in his hometown to observe mourning. In addition, he could not bear to take his brothers away from their hometown and travel thousands of miles from Hebei to Jingyang.

Therefore, it was delayed for so many years, and although he clearly wanted to surrender to Liu Bei, he was never able to do so.

Until now, when Liu Bei, as the King of Chu, led an army of hundreds of thousands to cross the Yellow River and return to his hometown in Youzhou, Zhao Yun no longer had any worries and just led more than fifty of his trusted brothers to come and join him.

However, unexpectedly, halfway through the journey, he met Wen Chou, his old enemy with whom he had fought once before.

When he gave his name, Wen Chou's thoughts raced, and he suddenly remembered Zhao Yun's origins.

"Are you the guy who stopped me from chasing Gongsun Zan during the Battle of Jie Bridge?"

"Are you a general under Gongsun Zan?"

Wen Chou suddenly realized his mistake and exclaimed.

"Yes, it is Zhao!"

"Wen Chou, I failed to kill you in the battle at Jie Bridge. Today I will take your head to pay tribute to the spirit of General Gongsun in heaven!"

Zhao Yun let out another fierce roar and swung the Dragon Gallbladder Spear in his hand again.

In an instant, dense swarms of gun shadows descended like pear blossoms in the sky, covering Wen Chou again.

Wen Chou had no time to be shocked. He wielded the spear and used all his martial arts to resist.

The two men fought again.

Zhao Yun became braver and braver as the battle went on, but Wen Chou became more and more cowardly, with cold sweat pouring down his back.

In the battle at Jie Bridge that year, although the fight lasted fifty rounds without a clear winner, he vaguely felt that the young general's martial arts seemed to be slightly better than his.

When fighting again today, he was shocked to find that Zhao Yun's martial arts were far better than before.

Within ten moves, he had been suppressed to the point where he was flustered and overwhelmed.

"This Zhao Yun is extremely talented. How could he improve his martial arts to such an extent in just a few years?"

"If I continue to fight him like this, I will die in his hands!"

"Am I, Wen Chou, really going to die here just to protect a master who has no morals and no ability?"

Wen Chou's forehead was covered with sweat and he gritted his teeth secretly, as all the shameful things Yuan Shang had done emerged in his mind.

If Yuan Shang now controls the four states of Hebei and dominates the world, these stains will be covered up by the dazzling light and will not be worth mentioning at all.

But now Yuan Shang was like a lost dog. He had lost all his troops and territory, and was left with only him and a hundred or so soldiers.

When a person is down and out, the stains that were once covered up by all kinds of halos will also be magnified.

Wen Chou felt less and less confident as he fought, and a question was growing in his mind:

Is it worth it to be buried with a disloyal, unfilial, unkind and unjust ruler like Yuan Shang?
Just as he was struggling and hesitating, more than a hundred Wei soldiers behind him were being killed by the White Horse Volunteers.

These fifty men were trained by Zhao Yun himself. They were all elite soldiers who could defeat ten enemies at once. It was naturally easy for them to deal with an enemy twice their number.

In a blink of an eye, more than a hundred Wei soldiers were killed, and some even began to abandon Yuan Shang and flee.

Inside the carriage.

Yuan Shang also realized that the situation was not good. If he continued to be trapped in the carriage, he would be doomed to die when all the soldiers were killed.

So he made up his mind, rushed out of the carriage, grabbed a war horse, and tried to ride away despite his injuries.

However, he was surrounded by white horse volunteers on all sides, and he didn't know how to break through the siege, so he could only shout:

"Wen Chou, what are you doing? Quickly protect me and break through!"

This shout was equivalent to exposing his identity in front of Zhao Yun.

"solitary?"

"That fellow actually called himself the orphan and ordered Wen Chou to protect him in his escape?"

"Could it be that he is Yuan Shang?"

Zhao Yun's thoughts raced, and suddenly joy appeared in his eyes. He glanced quickly towards where Yuan Shang was.

That was Yuan Shang.

The son of Yuan Shao, the new king of the Pseudo-Wei, and the remnant of the Yuan family!

If Yuan Shang could be captured and killed, wouldn't his significance be a hundred times greater than that of Wen Chou?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, the power of the Dragon Gall Spear immediately weakened a little.

The pressure on Wen Chou suddenly decreased greatly.

Yuan Shang's sudden introduction of his identity also shocked him, and the thought of escaping came to his mind.

"Well, Yuan Shang, it's not that I won't protect you, it's you who's seeking death!"

"The late king was kind to me, so I, Wen Chou, will never surrender to Liu Bei. But as a man, how can I be buried with a mediocre ruler like you?"

"Let's go our separate ways here, take care of yourselves!"

Wen Chou's eyes focused, and suddenly the veins on his arms bulged. The power on his spear increased greatly, and he forced Zhao Yun's spear style back slightly.

Then he turned his horse, jumped out of the battle group, and fled wildly to the west.

He was afraid that Zhao Yun would chase him, so he ran away shouting:
"Take care, my king. We'll meet in Bingzhou!"

The word "Your Majesty" not only confirms Zhao Yun's speculation, but also confirms Yuan Shang's identity.

Between Wen Chou and Yuan Shang, even a fool would know to choose the latter.

"Wen Chou, please send me your head. I will take it another day!"

Zhao Yun then let Wen Chou escape without pursuing him, turned his horse around and attacked Yuan Shang.

Yuan Shang was now dumbfounded.

He originally hoped to ask Wen Chou to protect him, but unexpectedly Wen Chou not only exposed his identity, but also escaped alone.

In other words, Wen Chou, the last general he could rely on, actually betrayed him, the King of Wei, at this moment of life and death!
Now he is really alone.

"Wen Chou, you disloyal and unrighteous bastard!"

"I trusted you so much and promised to make you a general. How dare you betray me!" Yuan Shang suddenly realized his mistake and cursed in anger with gnashing teeth.

While he was still cursing, Zhao Yun had already galloped towards him, riding his horse and holding his spear.

The silver spear in his hand danced rapidly, and wherever the spear passed, the remaining Wei soldiers were all harvested like weeds.

Yuan Shang panicked, and immediately put away his grief and anger, spurred his horse and tried to escape.

"Where are you going to let the remnants of the Yuan family go?"

Zhao Yun let out a fierce roar, and his figure stood behind him like a silver tower, and the silver spear in his hand shot out like lightning.

Yuan Shang didn't have time to think about it. Almost by instinct, he drew his sword and turned around to kill.

"Dang~~"

Spears and swords collided.

The sword in Yuan Shang's hand was as hard as paper and he couldn't hold it, so he was blown away.

Before he could react, Zhao Yun's second shot came at him like an electric shock.

"puff!"

There was a dull tearing sound.

The blood-stained spear tip had pierced Yuan Shang's shoulder.

"what--"

A heart-wrenching howl sounded, and Yuan Shang almost fainted from the pain, and he collapsed on his horse in an instant.

"Get off your horse!"

Zhao Yun let out a low shout and thrust his Dragon Gallbladder Spear with all his might.

Yuan Shang's huge body was lifted into the air and then thrown out fiercely.

With a scream, Yuan Shang crashed to the ground with several broken bones in his body and blood spurted out of his mouth.

When he woke up from his dizziness and looked up, Zhao Yun's towering figure like a mountain had cast a shadow over him.

The tip of the gun, dripping with his blood, hung right in front of his eyes.

"Who are you? How dare you hurt me like this?"

Yuan Shang, who was lying on the ground, was shocked and angry, and he roared and questioned.

Zhao Yun looked down at Yuan Shang's miserable state and said coldly:

"My name is Zhao Yun, and Gongsun Bogui is my former master."

Zhao Yun?

Never heard of this person.

Yuan Shang understood the latter part of the sentence. This man was an old subordinate of Gongsun Zan, not a bandit.

According to this situation, this unknown soldier named Zhao Yun took advantage of his defeat and escaped to intercept and kill Gongsun Zan in order to avenge Gongsun Zan.

"Zhao Yun, right? Do you know who I am?"

"I am Yuan Shang, the King of Wei!"

Yuan Shang struggled to half-stand and gave his name.

Zhao Yun's eyes moved slightly. As he expected, the man in front of him was the remnant of Yuan Shao, the new king of the Yuan family, Yuan Shang.

"Gongsun Zan has been dead for so many years. You are just his old subordinate, not his nephew. Why do you still want to avenge him?"

"How about this, I see you are also a commoner, if you are willing to let me go, I will make you the general of Wei and the Marquis of Ji County!"

Yuan Shang showed off his status as the King of Wei in an attempt to bribe Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun smiled coldly and said disdainfully:
"Yuan Shang, you are already a lost dog, unable to protect yourself, yet you still want to tempt me with promises. You are really ridiculous!"

After his predicament was exposed by a barrage of sarcasm, a hint of embarrassment flashed across Yuan Shang's face.

After rolling his eyes, he continued:

"Although I have lost Youzhou, my Yuan family still has Bingzhou in hand, and my Great Wei has not yet been destroyed."

"If you can send me to Bingzhou to see my second brother, I will still be able to thank you greatly."

"If you are willing to assist me, I will make you a front general. If you are not willing, I can let my second brother reward you with ten thousand gold coins and let you leave."

"General Zhao, what do you think?"

Zhao Yun was too lazy to waste words with him, he raised his blood spear and shouted:

"Come here, tie this guy up and take him south with you."

The White Horse Guards behind him rushed forward, captured the wounded Yuan Shang, and tied him up.

Zhao Yun rode his horse, dragging his spear, and continued to march south.

Yuan Shang was shocked, and while struggling, he shouted:

"Zhao Yun, where are you taking me?"

Zhao Yun didn't even turn his head, and just replied coldly:
"I went south this time to seek refuge with the King of Chu. I didn't want to capture you by mistake."

"I will now naturally continue to head south to Yijing to meet the King of Chu, and by the way, present you to the King of Chu."

"If my guess is correct, the King of Chu should have conquered your Yijing Fortress. He should be very happy with the gift I brought him."

Yuan Shang's body trembled violently, and he cried out in pain in his heart.

I have to say that I was extremely unlucky. I had already escaped from Yijing and thought I had found safety, but who could have expected that I would run into such a powerful man along the way.

This fierce man happened to be on his way to join Liu Bei, and happened to capture me alive.

If Liu Bei could even kill his father Yuan Shao, how could he let him go?
Going to Yijing is a dead end!

The more Yuan Shang thought about it, the more frightened he became. He immediately collapsed and screamed like a madman:
"I won't go to Yijing. I will surely die if I go there. Liu Bei will definitely kill me!"

"Zhao Yun, if you let me go, I will make you the general, I will make you the governor of Youzhou, I will make you..."

Zhao Yun ignored Yuan Shang's desperate pleas and continued riding south.

At dusk, a towering barrier appeared ahead.

The word "Chu" is clearly imprinted in front of the eyes.

"Lord Xuande, we are finally meeting again. It has been many years since we last met. I wonder if you still remember me, Zhao Yun..."

(End of this chapter)