"Could it be that Your Majesty lost to the pottery thief?" Sima Yi was also shocked and blurted out.

Zhuge Liang's body shook violently, shook his head violently, and said: "Impossible, Your Majesty has Gao Changgong, a divine general, how can he be defeated by the pottery thief!" ”

Although Zhuge Liang's words were resolute, his tone revealed a bit of lack of confidence.

The corners of Sima Yi's mouth were slanted, and he said coldly in a sarcastic tone: "Over the years, the impossible things that the pottery thief has done are not enough, Gao Changgong is victorious or defeated, we will soon know." ”

After that, Sima Yi's wolf eyes looked at Chengnan Avenue with an attitude of waiting to see the joke.

Zhuge Liang grabbed the feather fan, his nerves were tense to the extreme, staring at the south, the uneasiness in his heart flickered in his eyes from time to time.

"Hope no, hope no, hope no...... his heart kept praying.

To the south, the dust and fog were approaching, and tens of thousands of Han army figures walked out of the dust shadows, revealing their true colors.

A famous soldier hung red and hung colors, all of them were depressed and frightened, and the broken battle flags were carried on their shoulders crookedly.

At the front of the team, Liu Bei was also depressed and lonely, sitting on a war horse in a trance, looking like he had lost his soul.

Defeated!

The blind man can see that the situation in front of him is clearly a defeat of the army!

Gao Changgong was defeated!

Zhuge Liang's body suddenly shook violently, the gently swaying feather fan hung in the air, his mouth shrunk into an exaggerated circle, his eyes froze in a moment of shock, and the whole person was like a stone statue, frozen in place, not moving, only gasping for breath

"Prime Minister Zhuge Cheng, it seems that this Gao Changgong you recommended to Your Majesty is a bit out of character, he was defeated by the pottery thief after all." Sima Yi glanced at Zhuge Liang obliquely, and there was a bit of schadenfreude in his tone.

"How can this be, Gao Changgong has obviously shown his divine power and defeated the Wei thief, why is Your Majesty still defeated, why is this?"

Zhuge Liang was no longer in the mood to fight back against Sima Yi's sarcasm, his mind was filled with huge question marks, and he fell into unprecedented confusion.

On his handsome face, everything was calm and unhurried, and everything was as steady as Mount Tai, all of which disappeared, leaving only deep doubts.

Gao Changgong's failure has hit him to the point of doubting his life.

"Prime Minister Zhuge Cheng, the lower officials still have to stop the Xianbei people...... Coming? Ximenqing, who was also shocked, asked in a trembling voice.

"Do you need to ask, of course you don't need to!" Sima Yi snorted coldly, "At this point, without Yelu Da Dan Yu's help, we are in danger of destruction, not only can you not stop him from leading the army to come, but you must also go quickly to ask for Yelu Da Dan Yu, and beg him to speed up the arrival of the army." ”

Ximen Qing looked at Zhuge Liang and wanted to see his opinion, after all, Liu Bei's will was that Zhuge Liang had the right to act cheaply when he was away.

Zhuge Liang was silent, with a hint of embarrassment on his face, and he felt that he had been slapped hard by Sima Yi.

Silence means acquiescence.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Sima Yi became even more confident, and shouted to Ximen Qing: "If you don't go quickly, if you miss a big event one step later, Your Majesty will definitely want your head!" ”

Ximen Qing was taken aback, where did he dare to delay for a moment, and without waiting for Zhuge Liang's nod, he hurriedly ran down the city.

After scolding Ximen Qing away, Sima Yi turned around, looked at Zhuge Liang, who was pale, and sneered: "Prime Minister Zhuge Cheng, I said a long time ago that if you want to repel the pottery thief and recover the Han Dynasty, you have to rely on the power of Yelu Da Danyu, and you want to turn things around with just one Gao Changgong, which is too naïve, what does Prime Minister Zhuge think?" ”

Sima Yi was unforgiving, caught Zhuge Liang's miscalculation, and slapped him on the left side of the face was not enough, and slapped him on the right side.

In the face of Sima Yi's aggressive sarcasm, Zhuge Liang felt angry in his heart, although he was annoyed, he didn't know how to refute it, so he could only eat Coptis dumbly.

There is no way, who let him boast too much Haikou in front of Sima Yi, and claim that he made a bet in the name of "Wolong", Gao Changgong will be able to turn things around, and he will lift a stone and hit his own feet, what else can he say.

In desperation, Zhuge Liang could only swallow his anger, pretending not to hear Sima Yi's cynicism, and hurriedly ordered the city gate to be opened and went out of the city to meet Liu Bei in person.

He couldn't wait to know why Liu Bei was defeated.

Because he still had a trace of luck, he thought that there might be other reasons for this defeat, not that Gao Changgong recommended by himself was useless.

The city gate was beaten, the drawbridge was lowered, Zhuge Liang hurried out of the horse, only a few steps out of the city, Liu Bei in front was already in a panic, followed by Gao Changgong, who was also in a panic.

Before he could stop the horse, Zhuge Liang asked eagerly: "Your Majesty, what the hell is going on, Your Majesty didn't obviously take advantage of the victory to pursue the pottery thief, how could it be ......?"

The four words of defeat and return, Zhuge Liang couldn't bear to say it.

"You still ask me, go and ask the so-called god general you recommended to me!" In Liu Bei's expression and tone, he did not hide his complaint, and glared at Gao Changgong fiercely.

Zhuge Liang's disappointed gaze looked at Gao Changgong.

This handsome young general is no longer the proud and confident temperament and loneliness he had when he was summoned, and he was even embarrassed to raise his head to face Zhuge Liang's questioning gaze.

"Changgong, what the hell is going on, why did you lose to the pottery thief?" Zhuge Liang asked in a hoarse voice.

Gao Changgong sighed, made a bitter face, and said helplessly: "I had already hit Zhang Fei's rebel thief hard, and I had the opportunity to kill the pottery thief in one fell swoop, who knew that halfway through, I didn't know where to kill a stinky monk named Lu Zhishen, the martial arts are extremely weird, the more you fight, the stronger you get, the power of my demon face has no effect on him, so I will ......"

He shook his head again and sighed, unable to continue.

Lu Zhishen?

Monk?

The more you fight, the stronger you get?

Zhuge Liang's heart was shocked again, his thoughts fell into chaos, his eyes were surging with shock and confusion, and he fell into unbelievable thoughts.

The potter is extraordinarily charming, and there are constantly strange people attached, which Zhuge Liang has become accustomed to.

He never expected that even a monk would go to the pottery thief.

Aren't monks talking about compassion? Then why did you go to the potter's brutal traitor?

And there is no heavenly reason!

Shocked, Zhuge Liang asked again: "Even if you are defeated by that monk and can't kill the pottery thief, then how can our entire army be defeated by the Wei army?" ”

"I really can't figure it out!" Gao Changgong was also confused, and said with a bitter face: "At that time, Wei Gou's military morale had obviously collapsed, but for some reason, it suddenly seemed to be an evil spirit, and they all recovered their fighting spirit inexplicably, and they were all as crazy as beasts, so we were counterattacked?"

Inexplicably regained fighting spirit?

Zhuge Liang's comprehension was once again severely humiliated, and he couldn't figure out what was going on even after racking his brains.

"Why? Why is all this? Why? Zhuge Liang muttered to himself, falling into a trance.

At this moment, on the road further south, the dust covered the sky, the sound of killing came like a wave, and thousands of Wei troops rode on foot, chasing after them like a rolling torrent.

Liu Bei, who had just stopped, was as white as paper again, and he didn't care about saying more to Zhuge Liang, so he fled.

Zhuge Liang reacted at this time, quickly whipped up, and finally caught up with Liu Bei under the city gate, and said with relief: "Your Majesty, don't worry, the minister has sent Ximen Fuxue to urge Yelu Abaoji, and tell him to speed up and lead the army to come, as long as we can hold on to Juyong Pass, the situation is still in our control." ”

"The army's spirit has collapsed, and it has been defeated to such a point, it's strange that it can hold the city!" Liu Bei was frightened, and shouted screaming: "The whole army retreats quickly, retreats quickly, retreats from the pass, retreats—"

Zhuge Liang was taken aback and exclaimed urgently: "Your Majesty—"

He still wanted to persuade him again, but the frightened Liu Bei couldn't listen to half of his words, and he desperately slapped the war horse under his crotch, ran wildly for his life, and left him behind in a blink of an eye.

Looking at Liu Bei, who was far away, swept around the left and right like rats crossing the street, fleeing past the defeated soldiers, Zhuge Liang's face also showed a desperate and bitter look for the first time.

"Could it be that my Han Dynasty is really exhausted, alas, ......" shook his head and sighed bitterly, Zhuge Liang clamped the horse's belly and joined the defeated team.

The 30,000 panicked Han troops did not dare to stop when they entered the city, abandoned Juyong Pass, the first Xiongguan of Youyan, followed the frightened Liu Bei, and fled all the way to the junction of Daijun and Shanggu County in the west.

When night fell, the Wei army was bloodless and occupied Juyong Pass.

The potter landed at the north gate of the city, standing under the flying banner of the word "Wei", looking into the deep night with eagle eyes, and the joy of victory burned in his eyes.

"Big-eared thief, the Juyong Pass has been broken, no one can stop you from destroying you, even if you are attached to Yelu Abaoji, it is useless, Liu Bei, enjoy your last escape time......"

With his ambition put away, the potter's eyes turned to Lu Zhishen and asked with a smile: "Now that I finally have time, I really want to know, where is Master Lu practicing, and how can he come to help me?" ”

Lu Zhishen clasped his hands together and replied lightly: "The poor monk originally became a monk in Xiangguo Temple, originally wanted to ignore the world and concentrate on practicing Buddhism, but it was the poor monk's cousin who persuaded him hard to help His Majesty have already ended this troubled world." ”

A cousin of a layman?

The potter was stunned, and when he was suspicious, Lu Zhishen took out a letter from his arms, claiming that it was a letter of recommendation from his cousin, and asked the potter to look at it.

When the potter took the letter and read it, he couldn't help but be happy.

The signature of this letter of recommendation turned out to be Lu Ban!

The content of the letter is roughly that Lu Ban said that Lu Zhishen was extraordinary in martial arts, and if he wanted to go out of the mountain to help, he asked the potter to accept it.

To the surprise of the potter, Lu Zhishen and Lu Ban were cousins.

However, considering that Guan Sheng and Guan Yu are brothers, Luo Shixin and Luo Guanzhong are father and son, according to the bloody nature of the system elves, Lu Zhishen and Lu Ban are cousins, so there is nothing unusual.

At that moment, the potter smiled silently, and said with a look of relief: "I didn't expect Master Lu to be Lu Ban's brother, I really didn't expect that with the help of gods and monks like Master Lu, I would sweep away the world and return a peaceful and prosperous era to the people of Li, which is just around the corner." ”

"Amitabha, good and good, Your Majesty has some good thoughts, which is really a blessing for the people in the world." Lu Zhishen clasped his hands together and bowed slightly.

The potter smiled, brushed his hand and said, "The master has won the award, I ...... it."

Before the words could be spoken, the red whisk suddenly rushed up to the city, crying and pleading: "Your Majesty, my father is handsome and he is dying, Your Majesty, save him!" ”

(Today is the Chinese New Year's Eve, Yanzi greets everyone for the New Year, I wish everyone all the best in the new year, read happily, live happily, and of course continue to support Yanzi and support infinite summoning oh ^-^)

(三七 Chinese.)