"General Xiahou, since you have accompanied our army here, please take care of yourself!"

On the shore of the Huaishui tributary more than thirty miles south of Xinxi City, Guan Ping looked at Xiahou Nan, smiled, and said.

Hearing this, Xiahou Nan couldn't help but feel incredulous, and muttered, "You want to let me go?" ”

"Of course!"

"This is an agreement between General Zhang Liao and this general, since I agreed, I will naturally not break my word."

At this time, the color of the flat surface moved slightly, and he affirmed.

After the meeting between the two of them, Zhang Liao did not have any intention of meeting with the Jingzhou army, so he agreed to borrow the way.

It's just that he also made a request, that is, to release Xiahou Nan, who was captured by Biyang.

Xiahou Nan, after all, is Xiahou Xuan's parent, with a prominent status, Zhang Liao was planning to borrow it, he was making this small request, and he expected that Guan Ping would definitely not refuse.

After all, as long as the Huaishui is crossed, the Jingzhou army will be able to enter the territory of Qichun, the Jiangdong territory, as long as the Huaishui is crossed, and the Jingzhou army will be able to enter the territory of Qichun, which is actually of little significance.

Therefore, after Guan Ping learned about it, he did not hesitate at all, and agreed.

In fact, although he captured Xiahou Nan, he didn't think about what to do, since Zhang Liao was willing to redeem it in the name of borrowing the Tao, then both sides were naturally happy.

However, Guan Ping's words made Xiahou Nan can't help but think about himself.

"Zhang Liao, agreed?"

For a while, Xiahou Nan's mind was complicated, with both the joy of being able to return, and the slightest doubt.

"Could it be that Zhang Liao and the Jingzhou Army have reached some ulterior agreement, or that there is selfish interests?"

"It should be right, he had a very shallow relationship with Guan Yu in his early years, and from this point of view, there must be a problem."

At this moment, Xiahou Nan thought about it slowly, but he didn't show it, he was indeed not a fool, he knew Zhang Liao's loyalty, and he would not betray him.

It's just that he still has a trace of suspicion in his heart, and he has a mustard!

After thinking for a moment, Xiahou Nan slowly stepped off the warship and headed in the direction of Xinxi City.

After a while, seeing that Guan Ping did not lead the crowd to stop him, Xiahou Nan was overjoyed, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace, left quickly, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Major General, are you really just letting him go like this?"

"This person has a prominent identity, and it will be of great use to fight with Cao Jun in the future!"

At this time, Sun Wolf saw it from the side, and couldn't help but give up.

Hearing this, Guan Ping looked indifferent and chuckled: "General Sun, the so-called 'if people don't believe, they won't stand', since General Ben has made an agreement with Zhang Liao, he also kept his promise, and did not suddenly attack our army on the way to our army, then I should keep my promise." ”

"Secondly, General Sun thinks that heroes like Cao Mengde will really be threatened by our army for the sake of Xiahou Nan, a gentleman?"

"Therefore, I pushed the boat down the river and agreed to Zhang Liao's request to exchange for Xiahou Nan by borrowing the road."

When the words fell, Guan Ping's eyes flew, staring at the surging water, and sighed: "Fortunately, Zhang Liao has no intention of being an enemy of our army for the time being, otherwise this time it will be troublesome!" ”

At this moment, thinking back on the confrontation with Zhang Liao, Guan Ping was also very happy.

Don't look at what he said at the time, he swore that he was not afraid of a war, but once Zhang Liao insisted on intercepting it, he really had no way, then the loss of Jingzhou would be a foregone conclusion!

In short, Cao Sun is just an alliance of interests, and the two sides are still wary of each other, and the generals of Cao Ying do not want the Sun clan to easily seize Jingzhou, all based on the Yangtze River, sit back and watch its strength grow, and then pose a threat to their own side.

It is precisely in this way that Zhang Liao will allow the Jingzhou army to return to the south to defend and fight with the Jiangdong army.

After a long time, Guan Ping waved his hand and was about to order the whole army to continue to sail south, but suddenly he noticed an abnormal situation, and his face moved, so he listened.

"Lao Wang, didn't you just say last month that your old disease recurred, and the doctors around you couldn't cure it?"

"I heard yesterday that just under the city of Xiyang in front, Mr. Hua, a divine doctor, is setting up a platform to diagnose and treat the people's illnesses for free."

"Dude, let's go!"

Hearing this, the strong man surnamed Wang, who was about forty years old on the side, was suddenly overjoyed and exclaimed: "Old Ma, what you said is the truth? ”

"Is Mr. Hua really ahead?"

"yes, yes, what I saw with my own eyes this morning, there can be no mistake."

With the conversation between the two, the villagers around them were overjoyed, and in the next second, they all rushed quickly in the direction of Xiyang City!

"Miracle doctor? Mr. Hua? ”

The conversation of the villagers was only a few dozen steps away from Guan Ping, and of course it could not be hidden.

At this moment, Guan Ping couldn't help but ponder when he heard this.

"Could it be Hua Tuo?"

After thinking about it for a long time, Guan Ping couldn't help but think about a person's name, and the more he thought about it, the more credible he felt.

The next moment, he faced Liu Jia and chuckled: "Liu Jia, change into Confucian clothes and go out of the city with Ben Jiang." ”

After that, Guan Ping did not delay, quickly took off his armor and changed into a military uniform.

Seeing this, although Liu Jia didn't know what he meant, he also began to change his clothes as instructed.

After a moment of hard work, changing into Confucian clothes, Guan Ping's brave and martial temperament was covered, but he faintly had the demeanor of a scholar.

"Major General, are you going for the divine doctor in front?"

At this time, Deng Ai also reacted and asked.

"Yes!"

"Shizai, then you lead the army to rest for a while, and if there is an abnormal situation, you will sail to the shore by boat and take refuge."

When the words fell, Guan Ping didn't say much, and led Liu Jia, who was also dressed in Confucian clothes, to go away.

On the way, Guan Ping's mind was also rapidly turning, whether he could recruit Hua Tuo under his command.

Coming from later generations, he naturally knew that in ancient cold weapon warfare, many casualties in the army were not direct deaths on the battlefield, but after being injured, the soldiers died of infection due to the lack of timely treatment of wounds!

Therefore, at this time, after Guan Ping learned of Hua Tuo's traces, his first reaction was to recruit for his own use.

After all, if there was a miracle doctor in the army, it would be possible to develop a large number of medicines to treat the wounded, which would lead to a significant attrition.

"It's just that Hua Tuo seems to be used to idle clouds and wild cranes, and I am afraid it will be extremely difficult for him to enter the official career!"

At this time, Guan Ping muttered.

Whether it is in the romance or the official history, Hua Tuo is the kind of person who regards the false name as a floating cloud and is not greedy for power, except for traveling all over the world, curing diseases and saving people, and benefiting the people, he has nothing else to ask for!

At this moment, Guan Ping also knew that it was not easy to recruit Hua Tuo.

After thinking for a moment, Guan Ping secretly groaned: "It seems that if you want to recruit him, you must take the sword sideways." ”

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North of Xiyang City, outside the city.

At this moment, a steady stream of Qiantou came around, and then a queue shaped like a long dragon was formed.

At the forefront, a wide futon swooped down below, and on the stall above were all kinds of rare medicines, and an old man in his seventies, full of gray hair, but full of energy, was thinking carefully about diagnosing the people who came to see the doctor.

At the end of the queue, Guan Ping was looming and staring closely at the old man at the front, and said secretly: "It seems that it should be right." ”