"Childe's martial arts have improved again, according to a certain opinion... In another ten months, the son will be able to enter the middle stage of qi cultivation. ”

In the courtyard of the Taishou Mansion, Meng Qiu stretched out his hand and handed over a sweat towel, looking at Zhang Yong, who was sweating profusely, and couldn't help but smile a little more at the corner of his mouth.

It's no wonder that even a master of the level of his master Wang Yue and the gun prodigy Yuan like to accept a few apprentices for training and training.

I have to say, watching a weak chicken who fights five slowly become stronger in his own hands... It's a very rewarding thing indeed.

"It's not that Brother Meng teaches well, but... At this moment, I don't want to say that compared with you and the second uncle, I'm afraid that even Dexin... Seven or eight rounds can take me down easily. ”

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Zhang Yong's tone looked a little helpless.

In the past two months, especially after the bloody battle of Anhan City, his martial arts can be said to have improved by leaps and bounds... It is only one step away from the middle stage of qi cultivation.

The results are certainly gratifying, but... Compared with Wang Ping and Ma Zhong, who were only one year older than him, they seemed insignificant.

"As long as the son works hard to lay a solid foundation, sooner or later there will be a day of accumulation. Although Zijun and Dexin are good, they are only a few steps ahead of Childe..."

Sensing that Zhang Yong was a little low, Meng Qiu patted his head helplessly, and hurriedly said a few words of relief, I really don't know if my son-in-law belongs to the category that is not proud and complacent... Or belongs to the legendary kind of greed that is insufficient.

In just a few months, this achievement is already at the top level, and I really want to climb to the sky in one step...?

"Childe... Third son, Lord Taishou sent you and Mr. Peng to the main hall quickly! ”

Just as Meng Qiu was secretly complaining about Zhang Yong, a messy footstep outside the courtyard just interrupted the two of them's thoughts.

"Brother Meng, go and pull Yongyan up from the bed and go with me."

Retracting the sword in his hand, Zhang Yong turned his head to Meng Qiu and ordered, then turned around and went back to the house to change clothes.

It was seven days since the triumph of the army.

On the third day of his return, after being rewarded, Zhang Wei led the army back to the Dongzhou Army camp, of course... At the same time, it was natural to go to the Dongzhou camp without Wang Ping and Ma Zhong, the three thousand headquarters under the direct jurisdiction of Zhang Yong.

The 3,000 headquarters under his command, although they are all elites, but there are also many recruits, who do not know the battle formation, and it is difficult to form, taking advantage of the more than a month when Zhang Wei went to the Dongzhou army camp to be stationed, it is definitely much stronger than putting it in his hands.

What's more, knowing that there is Zhang Wei as a training officer, if you don't make good use of it, wouldn't it be a waste of resources.

"Snorr... Whew"

Pushing open the door, Zhang Yong's figure was abrupt, and he turned to look at a house on the south side... The corners of his mouth twitched several times in succession.

I have to say that Peng Yi has really let go of his nature in the past few days when he came to Hanzhong, and he and Meng Qiu were dragged to drink and write poems at night... drunk and drunk, wrapped in the quilt during the day, he fell asleep, and often did not see Peng Yi get up after three poles.

Compared with Wang Xian, who is now running before and after running under Yan Pu, Peng Yi's performance is really indescribable...

The only thing that is remarkable, perhaps only on the night of triumph, convinced Zhang Lu and Yan Pu's long argument.

Of course... Zhang Yong also knew in his heart that Peng Yi's behavior was not frivolous and casual by nature, but for him, like the Cao family, and now the position of the prince of the Han Dynasty is undecided, if Peng Yi agrees to Zhang Lu's request, he will be in a key position at the time, and it is inevitable to distance himself from him.

This is what Peng Yi is worried about... It's also what he doesn't want to see.

A quarter of an hour later, under Meng Qiu's forceful pull, Peng Yi finally staggered and stunned to put on his shirt and followed Zhang Yong to the main hall.

There are not many people left in the main hall, except for Zhang Yong, there are only four people in the house: Zhang Lu, Yan Pu, Yang Song, and the eldest brother Zhang Furen.

But... At this moment, even a stupid head can see that Zhang Lu's mood is not good, and the green tendons on his forehead... undoubtedly shows that Zhang Lu has reached the verge of rage.

"I've seen my father (Fujun), Juncheng, and Master Yang..."

"It's coming!"

Seeing Zhang Yong, Peng Yi, and Meng Qiu, Zhang Lu's expression eased.

"I don't know what happened, but I made my father angry!"

After a salute, Zhang Yong asked Zhang Lu with some confusion.

After the end of the battle in Brazil, Hanzhong also showed off his muscles and brought the power of a big victory... As winter approaches, there shouldn't be any forces on that side that take the initiative to cause trouble.

"It's Yang Ang's side that went wrong! Yang Ang, a fool, thought that Liu Beigang had a series of bloody battles with Cao Ren and Li Dian, and after defeating Cao Ren's 30,000 army and occupying Wancheng, the soldiers would suffer heavy losses, and Xu Shu was coerced by Cao Cao... Serve Xu Du, internal and external turmoil... That's why troops were sent to loot the lands of Wancheng.

However, this idiot led an army of 6,000 not only failed to break through Wancheng, which only had 1,000 defenders, but was led by Zhao Yun to kill several formations at night, and nearly half of the 6,000 elites were lost..."

With a roar, Zhang Lu handed the letter on the case to Zhang Yong, and the calm green tendons above his forehead struggled again.

also led the army out of battle, Zhang Wei not only defeated Pang Yi... Tens of thousands of people and thousands of elite soldiers, but Yang Ang is a fool... Not to mention the benefits, the loss of soldiers will be defeated... I almost got myself in.

They are all generals in Hanzhong, but the gap between the leading troops is too big!

Three thousand elites, for Hanzhong... Naturally, it can't hurt the muscles and bones, but the pain is inevitable.

After all, Yang Ang, as the commander of the army in Hanzhong, the elites under his command are all veterans of perennial training, and there are many battles... The loss of 3,000 in the First World War will inevitably affect the layout of Hanzhong in Fangling.

"Zhao Yun, Zhao Zilong?"

Hearing Zhang Lu mention Xu Shu and Zhao Yun, Zhang Yong's expression was slightly stunned, and he couldn't help but say Zhao Yun's name.

After all, for the Three Kingdoms Secret in the previous life, whether it was Xu Shu or the martial god Zhao Zilong, they were all legendary-level idols.

For these names and memories, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are engraved in their bones.

However, at this time, Zhao Yun's martial arts may not be weaker than Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, but after all, he has not yet experienced the battle of Changbanpo, and a silver spear crosses Cao Ying... The level of knowledge known to the whole world, it is normal not to have heard of Zhao Yun's name.

"The third prince has heard of Zhao Yun?"

Hearing Zhang Yong's whisper, everyone couldn't help but look up at Zhang Yong and asked with some curiosity.

For Zhao Yun, whether it is Zhang Lu or Yan Pu, they are very unfamiliar, it can be said... If it weren't for Yang Ang's crushing defeat at the hands of Zhao Yun, everyone wouldn't have known that Liu Bei still had this person under him.

According to the news from Fangling, Zhao Yun's martial arts... I'm afraid it's not Guan Yu and Zhang Fei.

"Don't hide it from my father, Juncheng..., Yong has indeed heard of this person.

Zhao Yun, Zilong, Changshan people. Taught by Tong Yuan, he is the same disciple as Zhang Xiu and Zhang Rennai, and is the third disciple of Tong Yuan... Learn the essence of Tong Yuan's hundred birds and phoenix spear, a silver spear makes it supernatural and enemy.

After Zhao Yun descended the mountain, he joined the command of Gongsun Zhan, the general of Liaodong at the time, and became a member of the White Horse Yicong. In the battle between Gongsun and Yuan, Zhao Yun fought with Wen Chou, Zhang He, and Gao Ran, and Zhao Yun had no news after the fall of Gongsun Zhan, but he didn't expect such talents to become Liu Bei's subordinates.

If this is really the case, General Yang Ang is also unjustly defeated. ”

Zhang Yong naturally would not pull out Zhao Yun's old bottom, otherwise with the temperament of Zhang Lu and Yan Pu, they would inevitably get to the bottom of it, and they would inevitably have doubts.

But... This Yang Ang is indeed unlucky enough, a small general at the level of Liangang, it is not good for you to lead the troops to loot the city of Nanyang, you have to provoke Zhao Yun who guards Wancheng.

"Is it actually a disciple of the spear prodigy Yuan!"

"Liu Bei, how can he be, first Guan Zhang, and now there are fierce generals like Zhao Yun with him."

For Liu Bei, Zhang Lu is very disdainful in his heart, but for Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, Zhang Lu is the same as Cao Cao, and he is also hot in his eyes.

and the world's first military general, Lu Bu, who is the first military general to fight alone, for whom... Who doesn't like it.

Looking at the somewhat pantothenic expressions of Zhang Lu, Yan Pu and others, Zhang Yong couldn't help but complain silently.

If they knew that in addition to Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, and Zhao Yun, Liu Bei's subordinates also had generals such as Chen Dao, Zhou Cang, and Guan Ping, I don't know how sour they would be.

Liu Bei's territory may not be worth mentioning, but the generals under his command... It is indeed the foundation that supports Liu Bei's achievement of the king's hegemony.

But... Now that Xu Shu is gone, then the time for Zhuge Liang to come out of the mountain should also come, if I remember correctly, it should be this winter, right?

Thinking of Zhuge Liang, Zhang Yong's expression changed slightly, compared to Xu Shu and Zhao Yun, Zhuge Liang is one of the protagonists of this era... Zhuge Liang... Zhuge Kongming.

Looking up to the east, Zhang Yong finally suppressed the restlessness in his heart, if Zhuge Liang was moved, if the Sun-Wu alliance failed... How should Hanzhong deal with itself?

"That's it... Don't mention them!

I asked you to come here this time because I have something to discuss with you. ”

"You also know the importance of Fang Ling to my Hanzhong, now that Yang Ang has been defeated, Fang Ling's morale has been damaged and people's hearts have fluctuated. If Yang Ang is not defeated, Yang Ang can still stabilize the situation in Fangling, but now Yang Ang has lost his troops and is wounded on the couch, and he is a little careless... Fangling will attract the attention of Jingzhou and Cao.

However, there are many generals in my Hanzhong, and I can't find a general to replace Yang Ang for a while, so... I would like to ask Mr. Yongyan to go in person, there is no need to stay for a long time, as long as the situation in Fangling is stabilized, Yongyan can return. ”

Rubbing his head, Zhang Lu smiled bitterly and set his eyes on Zhang Yong and Peng Yi.

If he hadn't been forced to the point of helplessness, he would definitely not have transferred Peng Yi away from Zhang Yong's side.

"This..."

Facing Zhang Lu's gaze, Zhang Yong seemed a little hesitant, it doesn't matter if it is elsewhere, after all, Peng Yi's ability is there, but Fang Ling... The tripartite forces of the Cao family, Liu Bei, and Liu Biao are facing Liu Bei's luxurious god-like combination.

Peng Yi went alone...

"A certain willing, too shou rest assured, Yongyan will not live up to the trust of Taishou!"