Chapter 203 Zhang Bao’s ‘threat’, Zhao Yun and other ‘big fish’!
Hutou Mountain is located eighty miles east of Luoyang.

The area is mountainous and connected to Mangling Mountain in the west and Luoshui River in the north. It is a must-pass place when traveling between Hulao Pass and Luoyang.

More than a month ago, the 5,000 elite soldiers led by Zhao Yun had been hiding in various hilltops.

Even when he kidnapped Empress He, deposed Emperor Liu Bian, and relocated Cai Yong's entire family, Zhao Yun did not gather everyone together. The reason was naturally because he was afraid of exposing his identity.

And under Zhao Yun's cautious dormancy, Dong Zhuo had no idea that the 5,000 elite cavalry deployed by Ye Feng were right under his nose.

The battle of Hulao Pass broke out, and Zhao Yun and a group of generals and captains were extremely anxious.

But without Ye Feng's order, even though he was extremely anxious, Zhao Yun always patiently comforted his soldiers.

"General Zilong, do you think the Lord has forgotten us?"

"Otherwise, given our current position, it would be easy for us to attack Luoyang City or Hulao Pass. But without orders, we can only stay put?"

"General, are you willing to just watch others assert their authority in front of Hulao Pass?"

Zhao Yun, who stood proudly on the rocks, turned around slowly, his eyes full of determination: "The lord will not forget us. The reason why he did not give orders is because we appeared at the wrong time."

"From now on, I don't want to hear any complaints about the lord."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for military law enforcement, understand?"

The majesty of a late Heavenly General emanated from Zhao Yun. Several complaining lieutenants and captains were shocked. They smiled awkwardly, shook their heads quickly, and dared not say another word.

They had followed Zhao Yun for quite some time and knew that what Zhao Yun said was not false.

"clap clap"

A burst of crisp applause rang out in the woods.

"who?"

"court death?"

Zhao Yun leaped up, and the powerful energy directly enveloped the place where the sound came from.

"General Zhao, we are one of them!"

When the hurried voices came out, Zhao Yun quickly withdrew his hand, returned to the rock again, and looked at the old acquaintance who was still in shock.

"Commander Zhang, you should know how dangerous it is to suddenly appear next to a general. If I can't control my inner strength, even if you can save your life, who will be responsible for the serious injuries?"

"How could Madam Ning let me go? Isn't this harming me?"

Zhao Yun said with some complaint.

The Commander Zhang he mentioned was not the Night Guard Commander Zhang Ning, but his deputy commander Zhang Bao, who was also the only one of the three leaders of the Yellow Turban Army who survived.

In the first two years, Zhang Bao still had some grudges against Ye Feng. After all, his third brother's death was caused by Ye Feng.

However, after Zhang Ning's repeated persuasion, he gradually opened up his heart, joined the Night Guard, and became the deputy commander.

During this period of time, he was in charge of all the actions of the night guards in Luoyang City, and contacting Zhao Yun was naturally his job.

In the moment just now, Zhang Bao also felt the approach of death. He looked at Zhao Yun with fear and a look of panic: "Have you broken through to the late stage of Heavenly General?"

Zhao Yun chuckled and said, "I made a breakthrough by chance half a month ago."

"I would like to have a discussion with my lord during this meeting."

Zhang Bao stroked his beard and shook his head: "I'm afraid the result will disappoint you."

"Ok?"

"What does this mean?"

Zhang Bao recounted in detail what had happened in front of Hulao Pass yesterday.

When Zhao Yun heard that Guan Yu defeated the Heavenly General, he was happy for him.

And when Zhao Yun heard that Lu Bu had actually reached the level of a divine general with the help of the Blood Wolf Battle Formation, he took a breath and asked about Ye Feng's safety with great concern.

Zhao Yun was petrified for a long time when he heard Zhang Bao say with emotion, "Lü Bu, who has reached the level of a god general, was not able to block even one move from Ye Feng." Zhang Bao smiled and stepped forward, patting Zhao Yun on the shoulder: "My lord has now reached the level of a god general. Whether in terms of realm or strength, you can't even catch up with him. I'll just say what I said just now, otherwise I'm afraid your Tao heart will be unstable."

Zhao Yun: “.”

He glanced at Zhang Bao with a rather resentful look, and quickly changed the subject: "What is the mission that the Lord has given us?"

The other generals and captains also recovered from their shock and looked at Zhang Bao with expectation.

Zhang Bao raised his lips and said, "Zilong, I know that you have a collection of fine wine brewed by the lord himself, but you have never been willing to drink it, and you have repeatedly said that you will only take it out to entertain distinguished guests."

"I wonder if these jars of wine have been found now?"

Zhao Yun was startled, and a bitter smile appeared on his face: "Whatever!"

"Here you go!"

"But we have to wait until after the war. Now that the war is about to start, how can we let a momentary quarrel affect the next war?" Zhang Bao looked at Zhao Yun with approval: "No wonder the lord put you under Dong Zhuo's nose and was not worried at all."

"You are far more cautious than any other general."

"I have a little more respect for you."

Zhao Yun chuckled: "Then what I just said."

Zhang Bao interrupted immediately: "Admiration is admiration, wine is wine."

"You don't know how many times I asked Ning'er to ask the Lord to brew a batch himself, but the Lord was always unwilling to do it. Even when he had nothing to do in Youzhou, he still didn't want to get involved. He also said that if he brewed too much, he wouldn't cherish it anymore."

"Zuo Ci, the old Taoist priest with a big nose, got the most and made me angry the most. Let me see how I fight back against him this time."

Zhao Yun shook his head: "You two are almost a hundred in total, and you're still arguing with each other."

"A man's words are as strong as a mountain. I will give you the 'Thousand Days of Drunk' I promised you. Tell me the lord's mission."

"Don't waste time!"

Zhang Bao smiled and said, "There's still plenty of time."

"My lord orders you to lead all your elite cavalry to ambush Dong Zhuo's army."

"Ambush Dong Zhuo's army?"

Zhang Bao reported that Dong Zhuo was preparing to burn Luoyang and had already withdrawn his troops from Hulao Pass.

Zhao Yun shouted excitedly: "See, the lord has left us a big fish."

"Ambush Dong Zhuo's army."

"Hehe. Cool!!"

Zhang Bao said: "General Zilong, your mission is to delay time and wait for the lord's army to arrive."

"That is to say, if the lord arrives in one hour, you need to hold on for one hour. If he arrives in half a day, you need to hold on for half a day."

"If we let Dong Zhuo's main force go, then..."

Zhao Yun's eyes were filled with fighting spirit, and he raised the Dragon Gallbladder Silver Spear in his hand: "The flat land in front of Hutou Mountain is only a hundred feet wide, and this place is a must-pass place."

"I have set up three ambushes and blocked them layer by layer. As long as I, Zhao Yun, survive, how can Dong Zhuo's army return to Luoyang?"

Zhang Bao laughed: "This is the same as what the lord wants."

"When you need to fight hard, fight hard, but when you need to dig traps, dig more traps."

"After all, you still have half a day."

Zhao Yun nodded and said, "Order each camp to immediately set up traps on the plain below the mountain. If anyone slacks off, I will kill him myself."

"Don't worry, General. If there is such a person, we will kill him first!"

"Ha ha!!"

(End of this chapter)