A successful person often needs a big heart!

But brother, you're too big! Below the city tower, tens of thousands of troops are playing in the table tennis and ping-pong, squatting on the top of the snowstorm and the bloody smell of eating hot pot, not to mention, throwing the task of accepting wealth and silk to the housekeeper Cao Hongjie, and throwing the task of occupying the city to maintain law and order to Zhao Yun, Wang Hou, who has a full stomach, actually sleeps.

Standing outside the city gate building, you can hear his snoring, and Cao Zhang's head is muscles are beating and his face is full of disdain.

Is this really a dignified state shepherd king Qingzhou?

However, listening to the snoring of the state pastor, the sergeants of the Rizhao Brigade who had been fighting bloodily all day, the nervous heart unconsciously stretched again, and the state pastor could sleep so peacefully, it seems that the last battle to pacify Jizhou is completely stable.

Recently, Wang Hou is really tired, on the one hand, he has to have a headache about the ups and downs of the power struggle for the upper class, and on the other hand, he has to be overly concerned about the life and death of his own command. At least although they are tired, they don't have to carry tens of millions of bank loans, struggle on the verge of repayment every day, and worry about the big and small affairs of the company's hundreds of people.

I don't know how long I slept leaning on the railing, my shoulders were suddenly shaken violently, and in a daze, Wang Hou opened his eyes extremely reluctantly, but Cao Zhang's face was full of impatience.

"Hey, slack! General Zhang is done! ”

"Oh? That Yuan Tan is gone? ”

Rubbing his eyes in a daze, he looked out of the window where the northwest wind was blowing, and it was already completely dark, and the snow was still falling, pouring on the lit brazier and rattling, and below the city, the earth-shattering shouts of killing had stopped.

Yuan Tan failed to stage a battle against the city, the miracle of the Jedi counterattack, looking down at the city, the position that once belonged to the Yuan army has been completely destroyed, and the stars are cleaning up the battlefield with torches, all of which are professional corpse collectors of the Montenegrin Army.

In Wang Hou's glance, he happened to see a Yuan banner that had also been shot out of the hole by an arrow and was slashed into the snow by the knife of a certain Black Mountain Army.

Although there is still Youzhou Yuan Xi Yuan has not yet been destroyed, but with the falling banner, the Yuan hegemony established by Yuan Shao has actually fallen, and since then for more than a thousand years, no one of the Yuan family has created such a hegemonic side, and even almost touched the grand hegemony of the world.

sighed tightly, took a breath of the bloody cold wind to make himself refreshed, Wang Hou put on the "mask" again, and hummed very majestically.

"In that case, open the city gate and welcome General Zhang Yan into the city!"

But just now he slept like a pig, Cao Zhang had no respect at all, snorted coldly, and jumped down first.

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Wang Hou's wishful thinking in the past few days has been completed, subduing Tao Sheng, first going down to Nanpi, and finally losing the Montenegrin army, it can be seen that this day of battle, how miserable the Montenegrin army that gnawed Yuan Tan was, even Zhang Yan, the main general known as Feiyan, was colored, and a scar that I didn't know whether it was a spear or a halberd appeared on his face, and the black leather armor on his body also broke a few holes.

The cavalry he led were also bloodied and scarred, in stark contrast to the Rizhao Brigade guarding the door, neatly dressed and full of spirit.

Fortunately, he also brought back something to save face, carrying a bloody head, and still solidified the fear and unwillingness, Zhang Yan was panting and clenching his fists.

"Meet the state pastor, Yan Ti Yuan Tan's head is offered! Please check the state pastor! ”

This old boy is still unconvinced, and wants to say goodbye to himself! It's just that looking at the frightened and tired appearance of the generals behind him, Wang Hou glanced at him with a deep meaning, and then laughed loudly.

"Zhang Lang will fight hard for a day and return from the beheading, which is really a great credit! During the period when the general was fighting, Yu had prepared a celebration banquet and invited the general to take a break in the city! ”

You kid fights kung fu, Lao Tzu's rice is cooked, don't force it, come in and eat!

The old face twitched slightly twice, carrying the head, Zhang Yan was old and blue, and walked towards the city with Wang Hou.

However, as soon as they entered Nanpi, this one invited Zhang Yan and them to get on the horse, but Wang Hou suddenly patted his head: "Sakura Ji!" The general will fight for a day, and there will definitely be many casualties in the battalion, so you go and inform the Red Festival and ask her to send Minzhuang to the battlefield to treat the wounded! ”

This casualty obviously stabbed Zhang Yan again, and he snorted after he didn't care: "Zhou Mu, life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky!" Today's big cold, the last general who can go has been brought back to the camp, and the treatment that can't go is also in vain, and the state pastor is worried! ”

"Hey! Human life is the most important, and there are precious daughters! As soon as it should be spent, Benshu is out, and Zhonglang will not have to say more! ”

In fact, on the battlefield of cold weapons, tens of thousands of people fought, and thousands of people died on the spot, which is already a tragic battle, and a large number of deaths often occur after the war. Zhang Yan also nodded indifferently, not much nonsense.

He was not as comprehensive as Wang Hou's battlefield supply, he had fought for a long time, and now he was also hungry, so he didn't think much about it, so he nodded and came down, turned over and got on his horse, and ran into the city in a little hurry, leading the way in front, but Wang Hou's face was full of meaningful smiles.

It is said that Cao Cao is treacherous, and he has been following Cao Lao for a long time, and he has also learned a belly of treacherous tricks.

Just when Zhang Yan took the generals and his soldiers to the city to eat and drink, the Qingzhou reserve soldiers, who had been tired for a few days, went out again, facing the heavy snow, and cleaned the battlefield together.

At the same time, in the three or four hours after entering the city, the military rations were also burned, a jar was burned, and the porridge with sea salt, dried vegetables, and fish pieces was added to the reserve troops under the banner of the king, and one jar after another was sent to the barracks of the Montenegrin army.

Originally, the war went on at night, and the Montenegrin army, which had fought hard for a day, was also exhausted, and it was still facing the heavy snow, cold and hungry, and returned to the fortitude shack barracks that had been built, and suddenly, someone brought hot porridge to the front.

The Montenegrin Army, who was nervous and not very cold to Wang Tiangao, couldn't help but warm up in his heart.