Wu Yong coughed hurriedly, shook the feather fan and reminded: "General Wu, pay attention to your title, there is no Brother Gongming here, only King Taishan." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Wu Song was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized, scratched his head embarrassedly, and said apologetically: "It's a minister's momentary gaffe, and I ask the king for forgiveness." ”

"It's okay, it's just a name, I haven't heard you call this brother Wang Gongming for a long time, but it sounds so kind."

Song Jiang flicked his hands, his face turned cloudy to clear, showing very generosity, but the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer: "This king has said a long time ago that the pottery thief is only stronger than deceit, and now we only stick to the city and respond to all changes with the same, so he is naturally helpless." ”

Next to him, Li Kui, whose face was as black as charcoal and had a beard, praised with a thumbs up: "It's still our big brother Gongming, who can see through the ability of the pottery thief at a glance, I knew that we didn't need to ask Sun Ce for help, Brother Gongming with us is enough to block the enemy pottery thief." ”

Li Kui also called Song Jiang "Brother Gongming", but in view of the use of his sycophants, Song Jiang did not have the slightest complaint, but laughed.

Song Jiang was in a very good mood, and after returning to the military palace, he immediately ordered a banquet to celebrate and repel another attack by the potters.

Military government.

The smell of wine was overflowing, and the atmosphere was pleasant, sweeping away the haze of defeat a few days ago.

The wine was almost drunk, and in a confident and optimistic atmosphere, Wu Yong shook his feather fan and said: "King, our army gathered most of the grain and grass in the Juping line before, and as a result, the city fell into the hands of Wei thieves. ”

"The military advisor has a point." Song Jiang sobered up a little and looked at Zhuge Dan, "This king ordered you to raise grain and grass, how did you raise it?" ”

Zhuge Dan said with a bitter face: "The king explained the affairs of the minister, how dare the minister slack off, the minister has done his best, but Taishan County is mountainous, Dingkou is limited, and the people have been looted almost, it is really not easy to loot more." ”

Song Jiang's face was gloomy, and the lack of grain and grass made him frown again.

At this time, Wu rolled his eyes a few times and smiled: "Don't worry, the king has a solution to the shortage of grain and grass here." ”

"Tell me quickly, what is the best policy?" Song Jiang was suddenly refreshed.

Wu Yong shook the feather fan and said unhurriedly: "Although the people's grain and grass have been looted, the king should not forget, there are still large and small in Taishan County, dozens of local heroes, although these heroes have been hit enough by the pottery thieves because of the Shang Dynasty change, but the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and they must still have a lot of stored grain in their homes. ”

Song Jiang's eyes suddenly lit up, and Wu Yong's mention was in his arms, and his eyes couldn't help but look at Zhuge Dan.

Zhuge Dan sighed: "The proposal of the military advisor is not unthinkable, but the heroes of Taishan County are mostly looking forward to the samurai, but the samurai are holding a wait-and-see attitude, unless it can be said that the samurai can take the initiative to donate food, in order to drive other heroes to also donate food, but the master of the martial arts family ......"

Zhuge Dan didn't continue, and looked at Wu Song, who was silent.

Everyone's eyes were also focused on Wu Song's body, and Wu Song's face changed, and his expression was a little embarrassed.

The head of the martial family is none other than Wu Anguo, the general of Qingzhou who was cut off by Lu Bu in the first battle of Dong in the year.

When Wu Anguo broke his arm and returned to Beihai, he lost the opportunity to fight on the battlefield because of his disability, and was abandoned by Kong Rong, and was forced to return to his hometown.

Despite this, Wu Anguo was also lucky to escape the war of the pottery merchants to conquer the world, saved his life, and ran his own martial arts industry with peace of mind, and unknowingly mixed Wu An into the leader of Taishan County.

Wu Song is the son of Wu Anguo.

"Ahem, Zicang, do you think you can write a letter to persuade Lingzun to take the lead in offering food to this king?" Song Jiang smiled and looked at Wu Song.

Wu Song sighed, with a puzzled face: "I really don't hide it from the king, my father has always been stubborn, when the minister came to defect to the king and help the king to get up, he opposed it vigorously, the minister has violated his father's order, and his father only wants to keep a leisure, but I'm afraid that even the minister can't persuade him." ”

As soon as these words came out, Song Jiang's face suddenly sank.

Before he could speak, Li Kui on the side shouted angrily: "I said Wu Song, your father is too ignorant of promotion, at the moment the entire Taishan County belongs to our brother Gongming, he dares not to support Brother Gongming, nor does he offer food, could it be that he still wants to secretly communicate with the Wei State, and he can't rebel!" ”

Wu Song's face changed immediately, he glared at him, and immediately shouted angrily: "Black charcoal, you clean Lao Tzu's mouth a little, Hugh has to be rude to my father, I have already said very clearly, my father just wants to keep a leisure, are you deaf!" ”

"Okay, you Wu Song, you-"

"Li Kui, shut up!" Song Jiang's face sank, interrupting Li Kui's shouting.

Li Kui had no choice but to shut his mouth sullenly.

Song Jiang's eyes turned to Wu Song again, and said with a smile: "Zicang, this king also understands Ling Zun's mood of escaping the world, but now that it is time for the survival of my Taishan country, the country really needs him, you still have to think of a way." ”

Wu Song had no choice but to agree to repair a book and give it a try.

Song Jiang was satisfied, but asked Zhuge Dan to take Wu Song's handwritten letter and go to Wu'an in person to persuade Wu Anguo to donate food and support.

After sending Zhuge Dan away, Song Jiang breathed a sigh of relief and drank all the wine in the cup, and when Wu Song was not paying attention, a trace of coldness quietly passed through the corners of his mouth.

"Wu Anguo, this king is looking at Wu Song's face, so he will give you a little face, you must not give face and shame, otherwise, don't blame this king for being unkind to you......"

……

At the foot of Mount Tai, the samurai.

Between the towering courtyard walls, dozens of houses, large and small, are distributed, showing the wealth of the samurai.

In the empty courtyard, a middle-aged man with gray sideburns stood in the courtyard, looking at the slanting sun outside the mountain through the fence, in a daze.

The middle-aged man has a burly body, and there is a cangsang breath between his eyebrows, and his eyes seem to have gone through life and death, and he has seen through the heat and coldness of the world.

He carried a long-handled hammer in his left hand, but the sleeve of his right coat was empty, hanging from his waist, and he turned out to be a cripple with a broken arm.

After taking a deep breath, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth, the muscles of his left arm exploded, and he suddenly raised the hammer high and danced in the courtyard.

The middle-aged man's moves are quite exquisite, but because he holds a weapon in his left hand, his strength is obviously not as good as that of his right hand, and he is quite difficult to dance, so he dances more than ten moves, but his panting is getting heavier, and his forehead is sweating, and he is getting more and more strained.

Bang!

His move finally lost its discipline, the long hammer hit the ground, and he barely held on with one hand, barely stabilizing his body, and he was so tired that he was panting like a cow and sweating like rain.

Bang bang!

He hit the ground with a hammer and sighed hatefully: "After all, it still doesn't work, it seems that my dream of returning to the battlefield in Wu Anguo is just a dream after all, Liu Bei, Lu Bu, you have hurt me so badly, I have to avenge this revenge!" ”

"Grandpa, it's been a long time since I've seen you practice martial arts." A sweet girl's voice sounded behind her.

When Wu Anguo turned around, he saw a beautiful and lovely girl, holding a wet towel in her hand, walking towards her with a smile, and offering the wet wipes with both hands.

"It's Jin Lian, grandpa is so embarrassed, I accidentally let a little girl see it." Wu Anguo smiled bitterly and laughed at himself, took the warm towel and wiped the sweat on his face.

Pan Jinlian said with a straight face: "Lian'er doesn't feel that her grandfather is embarrassed at all, and her mother said that her grandfather was a famous general in the world, if he wasn't killed by a traitor, he wouldn't have cut off his arm by Lu Bu at all." ”

"Traitor, traitor......" The old incident was brought up again, Wu Anguo couldn't help gritting his teeth, a trace of anger ignited on his face, and he said hatefully: "I will avenge this broken arm sooner or later." ”

Pan Jinlian was confused again: "Since my grandfather's enemies are Liu Bei and Lu Bu, why did my grandfather agree to that Zhuge Dan, give food to Song Jiang, and help him deal with Great Wei, you know, Emperor Great Wei and Liu Bei are opponents." ”

"Song'er, that stinky boy, was confused by Song Jiang's hypocrisy and hypocrisy, and I heard that he almost killed the Son of Heaven, if I don't stand up and do something, I'm afraid our martial arts family will be affected by him, and there will be a disaster of destruction." Wu'an's Chinese tone was full of reproach, but it also implied some deep meaning.

"Grandpa's meaning, Lian'er doesn't understand it very well." Pan Jinlian's delicate and lovely little face was still dazed.

"It's okay, you'll figure it out soon." Wu Anguo's face quietly showed a strange color.

……

To the west of Bo County, the Wei army camp.

In the military tent, the potter drank a little wine and was calm.

The Great Wei Tianzi was quite calm, but the generals in front of the tent looked a little anxious.

It had been three days since the Wei army stopped attacking Boxian.

Nearly 70,000 troops stood still, sitting and watching the Taishan thieves at the head of the city show off their might, and the high morale of the Great Wei soldiers was gradually declining.

In Qingzhou, Sun Ce's siege of Juxian is intensifying, and the Han army and the Xianbei army are also moving south, the situation is urgent, but now it cannot be attacked for a long time, and the generals are not in a hurry.

At this moment, light footsteps sounded, and Shi Qian hurried in from outside.

"Your Majesty, our Jinyi Wei has just found out the news that the Taishan warriors actually organized the Taishan heroes to donate three hundred carts of grain and grass to Song Jiang." Shi Qian said with a frown.

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the generals in the big tent suddenly changed, and all of them showed anger.

"Damn, what kind of martial artist is impatient, and he dares to give food to Song Jiang?" Wei Chigong immediately scolded.

"Samurai? What is the origin of this samurai? The potter was not too angry, but very curious.

Shi Qian hurriedly arched his hand and said: "Your Majesty, the minister has already found out clearly, this martial arts family master Wu Anguo is the general of Qingzhou back then, who served Kong Rong, and was defeated by Lu Bu during the battle of the princes of the Eighteenth Road against Dong, and after cutting off an arm, he was forced to withdraw from the military world, and he has been living in seclusion and running his own industry over the years. ”

Wu Anguo?

The fragments of memory in the potter's mind were swept through, and finally this inconspicuous little person of the Three Kingdoms sounded.

said that he was a small person, because he, like most supporting characters in this era, did not appear much, and he was cut off by Lu Bu when he just showed his side.

However, there are countless unlucky ghosts who died under Lu Bu's halberd, and the pottery merchant vaguely remembered that this Wu Anguo was able to fight with Lu Bu for more than a dozen rounds without dying, but only broke an arm and escaped death, which is not simple.

You must know that Lu Bu had the strength of a half-step martial saint back then, and Wu Anguo was able to fight with a half-step martial saint for more than a dozen moves before he was defeated, which shows that this person's martial arts are really not weak, at least at the top of the list.

is such a character whose strength is not weak, but he flashed and has been silent for many years, but at this time, he appeared again, and dared to provide military rations to Song Jiang, is he killing himself?

"Your Majesty, there is one more thing Your Majesty may not know, the enemy general Wu Song is the son of this Wu Anguo." Shi Qian revealed another secret.

Wu Song, turned out to be the son of Wu Anguo?

The potter's figure shook slightly, and the eagle's eyes couldn't help but swell with surprise, this relationship surprised him.

He really didn't expect that the system's identity setting of Wu Song would be so realistic that he would be set up as the son of Wu Anguo!

"System Elf, are you kidding?" The potter cursed in his heart.

At this time, Liu Ji stammered: "Since Wu Song is the son of Wu Anguo, it is normal for Wu Anguo to take the lead in offering military food to Song Jiang. ”

Liu Ji's murderous words woke up the potter from his thoughts, and in his eyes, the cold killing machine burst into flames.

"Liu Banxian is right, since Wu'an, the father and son, have committed suicide, then don't blame me for being ruthless!" The pottery merchant's tone was gloomy, revealing a hunting machine.

As soon as the words fell, the Imperial Forest army outside hurriedly entered, and arched his hand: "Your Majesty, a one-armed man outside the camp, claiming to be Wu Anguo, the head of the Taishan Martial Family, wants to ask to see Your Majesty." ”