Sun Ce looked at Zhao Yun blocking Qiu Linbei's index finger with a face full of shock. He clearly saw the terrifying momentum when Qiu Linbei charged out before, yet Zhao Yun blocked it with just one finger.
"Thank you, General Zhao, for stopping the enemy general." Sun Ce clasped his hands in a salute and expressed his gratitude first, having always held a good impression of Zhao Yun.
"It wasn't me who stopped him; he was already dead, having suffered five wounds. Even with his astonishing will, he couldn't help but fall." Zhao Yun shook his head and said, "You should quickly circle around from the outskirts to the rear; General Yu is guarding there. You might be able to kill some Northern Huns."
Upon hearing this, Guan Ping and Wei Yan immediately cupped their hands towards Zhao Yun, and at this moment, Xiahou Dun also rode over. His expression was slightly pale, but he was already not in much trouble.
