Looking at the two people pointing out the country in front of him, Zhang Yong's hand holding the wine glass shook suddenly, looking a little out of shape.

The strategists of this age... What kind of monsters are they?

I thought that with my grasp of the general trend of the future, I could somehow wander from it... I never thought about the trend of the pattern of the world, even Zhang Song can analyze it so clearly.

Zhang Song is already like this, the famous Zhuge Kongming, Pang Tong, Zhou Yu, Xun Yu, Sima Yi, Jia Xu... What kind of demeanor should the top wise men and strategists of this era be... What kind of vision?

"Gollum..."

Stretching out his slightly trembling hands, he lifted the wine jar beside him... Zhang Yong poured a few big mouthfuls hard,... Suppress the shock and excitement in your heart... and fear of the future.

"Sir... If he is defeated by Cao's army in Jingzhou and Jiangdong... What about Hanzhong? Please also ask for advice! ”

straightened his clothes, Zhang Yong knelt on the rocks... He bowed respectfully to Zhang Song, not paying any attention to the tingling pain between his knees, and looked at Zhang Song with a drunken face... asked solemnly.

"The third son... How so! ”

Seeing that Zhang Yong suddenly changed and knelt down respectfully in front of him, Zhang Song hurriedly got up... helped Zhang Yong up.

"I hope that Mr. will advise !!"

Push away Zhang Song's hands... Zhang Yong still wanted to salute, but it took the boss to pick up Zhang Yong's Zhang Song... Naturally, Zhang Yong will not be allowed to bow and kneel again... You don't see Peng Yi beside him, looking at him is already a little "weird"!

"Childe, don't worry... You sit down first and let so-and-so think about it. ”

After appeasing Zhang Yong, Zhang Song looked at Zhang Yong's young face... Shook his head.

What kind of luxury lineup of the Cao family that swept the Central Plains and pacified the north will fold in Jingzhou? Fold in Koto?

Stopping in Jingbei is already a monstrous blessing for the princes of the world.

But these words can't be said explicitly after all, in case Zhang Yong is knocked down and loses his enterprising spirit, he is sure... Hanzhong Zhang will definitely try his best to chop him into meat foam.

"If the Cao clan really has... On the day of failure, Jingzhou will inevitably be empty, and Hanzhong may be able to pour out of the nest... Take advantage of the momentum, all the way to the army... came out of Fangling, attacked the Nanyang lands, and attracted Cao's troops; All the way the army went straight to Jingxiang from Shangyong, swept through Nanjun and Jiangxia two counties, gathered soldiers, prepared grain and grass, and took advantage of the situation to go south to Wuling, Lingling, Changsha, and Guiyang. In this way, across a state, successively the benefits of the Han Dynasty, and then the north to the west Liang, the south and Jiangdong, the west to Yizhou... It can be the business of the king. ”

After the break, although I was not very interested in Zhang Yong's thoughts... But in view of his good impression of Zhang Yong in the past few days, Zhang Song still said the plan in his heart 1510.

"Ziqiao is talented!"

"Sir is really an immortal!"

With an exclamation, Zhang Yong and Peng Yi got up one after another, looking at Zhang Song's eyes a little green.

Different from Zhang Yong, what Peng Yi admires is that Zhang Song can have such a clear idea in such a short period of time, and he has drawn a blueprint for a king in his backhand.

And Zhang Yong... At this moment, he was completely in extreme shock, according to the land of Jingzhou, Nanhe Sun Wu, Xitu Xichuan... This is the road to the revival of the Han dynasty planned by Zhuge Liang for Liu Bei.

Is Zhang Song really the top strategist of "reduction" in the history books?

Swallowing his saliva, Zhang Yong's mind was suddenly filled with the idea of seizing the fruits of the victory of the Cao clan and the Sun-Liu alliance.

"Sir... If only there was such a day! If Hanzhong one day really fulfills what Mr. said... Sir, would you like to join my Hanzhong? Help me achieve success in Hanzhong... The business of the king? ”

Looking up at Zhang Song's strange face, Zhang Yong's heart was full of heat, and he even had the idea of using this opportunity to forcibly tie Zhang Song to Hanzhong.

"This... Hahaha... If there really is such a day, I Zhang Ziqiao and Gongzi are companions... What's the matter! ”

Even though he is used to seeing strong winds and waves, Zhang Song's eyes are still a little trembling when he looks at Zhang Yong and Peng Yi at this moment... At the same time, deep in my heart, for some reason, I actually felt a slight feeling of joy... Maybe it's the first time in my life that someone has been taken so seriously!

It's a pity... Cao Cao will not be defeated!

Looking at the crackling bonfire in front of him, Zhang Song's pupils were a little dilated.

……

On October 22, after several days of viewing, Zhang Yong, Zhang Song, and Peng Yi finally changed their course and arrived at Anhan City at nightfall.

At this moment, the distance between the three parties agreed... There were only six days left for Hanzhong and the army of the people to evacuate Anhan.

In the early morning of the next day, after a short rest, Zhang Yong led Meng Qiu to the headquarters station.

Before sending troops to Nanchong, Zhang Wei transferred hundreds of veterans from the army to Zhang Yong's command, and Du Hao and Pu Hu also transferred hundreds of capable people from the young and strong people of all departments... Following Wang Ping into Zhang Yong's command, plus more than 1,000 sons in Hanchang and hundreds of remnants in Anhan City, at this moment Zhang Yong's soldiers have raised 3,000 soldiers.

"DXN, can the family be arranged?"

In the tent, Zhang Yong looked at Wang Ping and Ma Zhong under his command, and asked with a smile.

"Back to my son, my family has been picked up, and now I am on my way to Hanchang."

Putting on the armor, Ma Zhong was much more energetic, but also a lot more serious... But there was still a little gratitude in his eyes.

If it weren't for Zhang Yong's key care, his family would probably have to be picked up a few days later.

"The family is the life of the soldiers, no matter what, we must say that the families of the soldiers in Anhan and Nanchong are properly arranged, don't go out of the pool!"

"Please rest assured, Ma Zhong will do his best."

"Zijun, are you still used to this military thing?"

He has an inexplicable expectation for the soldiers of the various tribes, but... As of a few days ago, the performance was still 108,000 miles short of the "Wudang Flying Army" he expected.

"The sons of the tribes are indeed loose, but... Please rest assured! At most, in March, Wang Ping will definitely train them into a combatable army for Gongzi to deploy. ”

Referring to the hundreds of sons and daughters sent by Du Hao and Pu Hu, Wang Pingpang was a little embarrassed.

In terms of martial arts and strategy, he has 100% confidence to subdue these people, but... There is a good practice for a small department like a man... Believing in the respect of the strong, there are also disadvantages... There is a certain situation of seniority, and it does take a certain amount of skill and time to subdue a group of elders who are half a year older than themselves.

But... Zhang Yong also made it clear that he will be of great use in the future... In the future, these people will be his Wang Ping's headquarters, if he can't even do these little things... What qualifications does he have to follow Zhang Yong to fight in all directions in the future and see this magnificent world?

"Hmmm! Don't have too much pressure, relaxation is the right way, if you really encounter any difficulties, you can say to me bluntly, I can't solve it... And Nakaro will be! ”

……

In the blink of an eye, it was a few more days.

In the cool autumn breeze, Anhan South Gate ushered in a convoy... It was sent by Zhang Ren... Come to greet Zhang Song's frame.

As early as a few days ago, when Zhang Wei led the army back to Anhan, Zhang Ren sent troops from Guanghan and went straight down to the Dianjiang River, without giving Pang Yi the opportunity to move the money, grain and people of the Dianjiang River.

Of course, when Zhang Yongbing entered Anhan, the Anhan clan who fled south to Dianjiang became a thing in Zhang Ren's urn at this moment, and he had to spend a lot of money and food to protect himself.

So much so that after Pang Yi heard the news, he scolded Liu Zhang, Zhang Ren, and Zhang Song for being shameless, and in just three days, he smashed more than ten tea cups one after another and cut off the heads of several slaves.

This time it was really a big heel, but I didn't expect Liu Zhang, Zhang Ren, Zhang Song and others to be even more shameless than he imagined... Anhan was almost moved by Zhang Wei, and the intact Dianjiang City... At this moment, it was forcibly occupied by Zhang Ren with lightning speed, and the people of the three counties were left... Will he really have a resurrection?

……

"Third son, please stay... Don't send it again. ”

Ten miles south of Anhan City, Zhang Song's car slowly stopped, and when he saw Zhang Song coming down, he bowed deeply to Zhang Yong, and said in a slightly low voice.

This is the third time he has gotten out of the car to dissuade Zhang Yong, but whenever this happens, Zhang Yong says that he will send it again... Send it again, and now that I have come back to my senses, I have already traveled ten miles away.

"Sir, I don't know if there will be a future after this farewell, but this time I came to Brazil... I came in a hurry, and I didn't bring anything valuable, only this broken sword accompanied me, which was given by my former father... It's something close to me, and today I give this broken sword to Mr. ... I hope Mr. will take it... Don't be disgusted! ”

Seeing Zhang Song coming down, Zhang Yong immediately turned over and dismounted... He took out the sword at his waist that had been destroyed in the bloody battle of the castle tower and handed it over.

Even if there is a thousand reluctances, Zhang Yong also knows in his heart that sending ten miles is the limit... Sending it again will only add unnecessary trouble to Zhang Song.

"The kindness of the son, Zhang Song must be remembered in this life!"

Holding up the saber with both hands, Zhang Song's tone trembled a little... It's not a feint, it's sincere.

In the nearly 20 days he has been with Zhang Yong, he has already touched Zhang Yong's heart thoroughly... Zhang Yong treated him truthfully, and he knew better what this saber meant to Zhang Yong.

The first cry of the unicorn should have been accompanied by ten thousand beasts... It's just a pity for him!

If it was three bows, Zhang Song lifted the saber and sat on the frame, and then didn't leave... Maybe he's really going to be shaken.

Imperial power and wealth are precious... But how can it be compared to a confidant in the world!

"Drive..."

The wheels rolled, kicking up puffs of smoke and dust, but for a long time... Zhang Song and his entourage had disappeared from the field of vision of Zhang Yong and others.

"Childe... Son

Mr. Ziqiao has already gone away, and it's time to return to the city! ”

Half an hour later, Meng Qiu saw that Zhang Yong was still looking up in the direction where Zhang Song's car disappeared, and couldn't help but step forward to wake up Zhang Yong.

Although Zhang Song is outstanding and can be called the world's first-class, but... In the end, it belongs to the enemy's ministers, not the ministers of Hanzhong.

……

October 28, early in the morning.

When the morning light crossed the sky, there were bursts of magnificent horns, and the armies of Hanzhong and the people of the people... With tens of thousands of soldiers, their families, and the people of Anhan, it was officially launched... Smoke and dust billowed all the way towards the city of the ditch.

So far... For several months, the battle of Brazil, which involved tens of thousands of troops, finally ended in the victory of Hanzhong and the tribes of the people, and Zhang Yongchu, the third son of the Zhang family, showed his grandeur... Pang Yi is dormant, Zhang Rentun's army is looking at Brazil, and the Brazilian county where the three forces are intertwined... Finally, the calmest period in years has arrived.