In the afternoon, Zhang Liao appeared in the western defense area of Wankou and looked at the position of the Eighth Army in Beifu from a distance.

The forests around the Eighth Army of Beifu have long been cut down by the Wei army, and since autumn, the surrounding barren grass and bushes have been burned clean.

The work of clearing the fortified walls and wilderness was in place, and the Eighth Army of Beifu stood in the open wilderness, basking in the dry and white sun of the afternoon.

It's just that the 26th Battalion of the Eighth Army in Beifu has been divided into three groups, one group is ready for battle, one group is evacuated, and the other group is resting and eating, which is a common process of alternate retreat.

Zhang Liao couldn't help squinting, as if he wanted to see the banner of the 26th Battalion of the Eighth Army more clearly, and it was a dangerous thing to retreat from the front line with the army.

It's just that Tian Xin's main formation is at the forefront, and it will be followed by Tian Xin himself.

At this moment, the figures of Yan Liang, Wen Chou, Xiahou Yuan, and Huang Zhong appeared in front of Zhang Liao, and behind the general's palace, the officers and soldiers of the army were naturally convinced and could evacuate in an orderly manner.

If the sharp cavalry assaults, he may be able to perform miraculous feats.

On the other side, it was Tian Xin, who dealt a heavy blow, and the blow to the morale of the Han army was no less than slashing Guan Yu in battle.

Zhang Liao's mind turned, and he looked sideways at the generals around him, as if they were all looking at it with a simple reconnaissance gaze, and there was no one who was eager to try.

The battle flag of the former general appeared on the Great Wall of Wankou, and Tian Xin immediately sent Yu Zhong to ride out of the battle.

Yu Zhong wrapped the lance in his hand with an apricot yellow flag, a black armor, in order to boast of his martial arts, there were five black battle flags on a white background on his back, such as a peacock opening the screen, and it was also like a five-fracture fan tied to his back, and the galloping horse attracted the attention of the two armies.

"Junhou, this Jiangdong Tiger General Yu Shifang also!"

Someone saw it from afar and reminded him, Zhang Liao bowed his head slightly, he didn't react, and the defenders who raised bows and crossbows on both wings also lowered their bows and crossbows and hid them under the female wall, so as not to let Yu Zhong see the joke.

Yu Zhong rode alone to the trench outside the Great Wall of Tu Lei, held the long lance in his right arm horizontally, and shouted loudly: "Marquis of Jinyang! Song Gong entrusted my lord Xiahou to give tea to Jinyang Hou! ”

So saying, he nailed the lance to the ground, turned over and fell off the horse, removed the package that was tied around the horse's neck, and held it in both hands.

Zhang Liao was slightly moved, took a deep breath, and tried to answer loudly: "You return to the battle, I will send someone to fetch it." ”

"Marquis of Jinyang, how can the tea made by my lord be contaminated with dust?"

"This person took the opportunity to get away with it, who will capture it?"

Zhang Liao glanced left and right, and immediately a military official from a tiger soldier shouted: "The last general is willing to go!" ”

Immediately, the drawbridge slowly fell, and the man galloped out, and also nailed the spear in his hand to the ground, dismounted and clasped his fists to salute: "The gift has arrived, you can return to the battle." I can't stay today, but I'm spying on the reality of our army? ”

"So what?"

Yu Zhong raised the package in his hand: "You catch it, I'll leave by myself." ”

"Hmph, win me, it's not too late to go!"

Yu Zhong looked up at Zhang Liao twenty steps away, turned around and hung the package around his neck, moved his fists and feet, and tilted his neck to look at this person: "People like you are really rare, can you be famous?" ”

"A certain county Wen Zhongruo is a general under the command of a former general!"

Wen Qin put on a hand-to-hand combat posture and was eager to try, his father Wen Ji was Cao Cao's cavalry, and he was a tiger warrior and a tiger and leopard rider with dual qualifications, which can be called the elite of the elite in the Great Wei forbidden army system.

"A certain Yu Shifang also!"

Yu Zhong said that, moved forward, Wen Qin also moved forward, and soon the two of them opened their arms and hugged each other to scuffle and fight.

Both of them were powerful people, neither of them refused to let go, rolling together, Yu Zhong carried five majestic back flags on his back and immediately scattered, or was broken during scuffling and wrestling.

Wen Qin is not much better, I didn't expect Yu Zhong to be so difficult, I thought that the young man was strong and strong, and he shouldn't have much experience, but Yu Zhong has a lot of experience in wrestling, and he can't control it.

In the scuffle, he disliked the helmet and got in the way, and Wen Qin took advantage of the panting to untie the helmet and throw it to the ground.

Yu Zhong also took off his helmet, and the two of them were like fighting beasts, hunching their backs, leaning forward slightly, panting, and only staring at each other.

It's just that Yu Zhong wrapped his head in a black scarf, and Wen Qin wrapped his head in a traditional scarf, and when the two of them pounced together, they moved towards each other's hair in unison.

"Huh?"

Wen Qin tore off Yu Zhong's black scarf with his big hand, and the hand felt smooth, and then he was dominated by the sharp pain of the scalp tearing, and his arms, legs and feet struggled slightly, and he gave up resistance because of the severe pain.

Yu Zhong smiled cruelly, and grabbed the swollen part of Wen Qin's scarf with one hand, and below it was a bunch of hair, a big clump, which showed that Wen Qin's hair should be very dense and vigorous.

Wen Qin tilted his head back and didn't dare to resist, and was honestly led by Yu Zhong to the horse like a cow.

When the Wei generals on the city wall saw Wen Qin's miserable appearance, they also felt itchy scalp one by one, especially after seeing Yu Zhong's capable, refreshing, and strange hair, and the roots of their hateful teeth itched.

It's just shameful, it's really a victory!

Yu Zhong wiped his mouth due to the impact, spat out a mouthful of blood-stained saliva, hehe smiled and took off the package from the horse's neck, turned his hand and wanted to hang it on Wen Qin's neck, and hesitated: "You are not bad...... It's still good to fight another day! ”

Saying that, let go, Wen Qin staggered a few steps and stood firm, his scalp was really numb and unconscious, he raised his hand and rubbed it gently, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Yu Zhong handing over the package with both hands.

Wen Qin deliberately rubbed his scalp: "I'm not convinced." ”

"Then fight again another day, and decide between life and death."

Yu Zhong said and looked sideways at Zhang Liao, where Zhang Liao did not react, Wen Qin took the package angrily, picked up his helmet on the ground, and led the horse towards the hanging door.

Yu Zhong pulled out the remaining three-pole flags on his back, picked up the two flags that were left behind, as well as his helmet and black scarf.

Turning over the horse, Yu Zhong arched his hand to Zhang Liao and shouted: "The Marquis of Jinyang cherishes his body!" ”

Zhang Liao smiled and nodded, and the surrounding generals saw Yu Zhong, who was majestic and majestic, and his spirit was like an eagle, and when he left, he was like a bird that had plucked out its feathers, and he laughed one by one.

Wen Qin landed in the city, handed over the package with both hands, hung his head, and said in a small voice of shame and anger: "The last general will fight unfavorably." ”

"It's okay, this game."

Zhang Liao unwrapped the package in public, saw that it was a lacquered wood square box, opened the square box again, and saw a pot of tea and a silk book in the middle of it.

Zhang Liao stretched out his hand to pick up the silk book, and saw that it was Guan Yu's handwriting: "The treasures made by this son-in-law, Your Majesty praises the fairy soup." Today, fighting for the Central Plains with Wenyuan, this thing is beneficial to the body, and the effect is to sweep away distracting thoughts and make people clear their minds and minds. I hope that Wenyuan will build a rare martial arts and become famous through the ages. ”

"It's a pity that Brother Yun has a heart."

Zhang Liao handed over the silk book to the general school next to him for circulation, he picked up the small tea can, unscrewed it and sniffed lightly, and smiled: "The huge box can hold a bucket, and the tea is not as good as a one, does it mean that the abdomen is empty, or is there something else?" ”

Le Qi caught the teapot and sniffed it, and handed it out to others: "The round can is packed in a square box, and the square is complete, and my nephew thinks that this is the Yun Changgong praising the discipline of our army." ”

Wen Qin rubbed his swollen cheeks, and heard someone explain: "This must be Guan Yunchang's move to intimidate our army, he changed the blockade of Yang to Fangcheng, and now he uses Fang Bao Yuan, wanting to take our army with all." ”

There are other people who have explained, how can the real heart words be explained in public and spoken?

Zhang Liao listened with a smile and didn't comment.

It's just that this pot of tea was boiled in public and drunk with everyone.

Who has ever drunk such treasures?

Wen Qin held half a cup of tea and followed Zhang Liao to inspect the city defense, and when he came to the eastern defense area, Wen Qin was reluctant to drink the last bit of tea.

The bitterness is sweet, the heart is excited, and the heart is unprecedentedly empty.

It was as if I had returned to the day I was released from prison, and the joy of escaping death came spontaneously.