Chapter 6 Fifty-two, the old people of Hebei

At this time, the battlefield has naturally been divided into three camps.

All of Baili Yan's subordinates had gathered at Mi Xuan's team at this time, and Zhang Fei had already joined forces with Zhao Yun and Mi Zhu.

The one who is clearly distinguishable from both of them is the strange team.

Their appearance was already a surprise in itself, but it was even more shocking when I saw the head coach.

This person, except for Zhang Feng and Bai Li Yan, everyone present knew him.

That old blacksmith in Youzhou!

Zhang Fei recognized him at first sight.

At this time, although the old blacksmith was wearing armor, he did not wear a helmet, so his face was clearly visible.

Zhang Fei's heart couldn't help but wonder deeply, who was he? Why did you become the commander of 10,000 people?

But only Zhang Fei was so puzzled, and Zhao Yun, Mi Zhu, Mi Xuan and others were only shocked at this time.

That face, they were all too familiar.

In the Hebei hall, everyone admires.

Once, the figure of this man led them, fearless.

"Everyone, the night commanders, the commanders, don't come unharmed." The old blacksmith spoke first.

No one responded, because everyone didn't know what to do with this person.

The original Yefeng Hebei General Hall Twelve Sages, Han Xie.

For the people of Hebei General Hall, he is also a mystery.

Because this person, when the Yellow Turban Rebellion was at its strongest, suddenly disappeared.

With Ye Feng's strength, he couldn't even find the slightest clue related to him.

Why did he reappear after disappearing for so many years, and why did he choose to do so at this time?

"It turns out that the virtuous old man is still alive." Zhao Yun said with his usual cold attitude.

"It's still the same." The twelve sages laughed instead of being angry.

Hearing Zhao Yun call him a virtuous elder, the doubts in Zhang Fei's heart became even greater.

Now the soldiers behind the twelve sages are obviously not at the level of Ye Feng, but regular troops.

Zhang Fei couldn't help but have some kind of speculation in his heart.

The Twelve Sages obviously didn't intend to let everyone be confused for too long, he suppressed his smile and continued: "I'm here today just for one thing, and that is to kill each other if you don't want to see the people of the Hebei General Hall again. ”

This sentence reveals a lot of things.

First, he said "again", which shows that he knows about the brawl that happened in Xuzhou before, at least he must have known about the Yellow Turban Grain Depot that time; Second, he is also clear about the reason for today's scuffle.

Now what is frightening is not his sudden disappearance and appearance, tens of thousands of soldiers and horses can hide the attention of everyone in Xuzhou Realm and sneak in, which is no longer what ordinary soldiers and horses can do.

What's even more terrifying is his intelligence, this operation should be quite secretive, but it seems that he has completely mastered it.

"What does the virtuous old man mean?" Mi Zhu asked respectfully.

"Can you give the old man a face, and stop today?"

"The person who betrayed the Hebei General Hall still dares to do this!" Zhao Yun never saves face, and his anger is beyond words.

But the Twelve Sages understood Zhao Yun too well, he just waved his hand and calmed down some angry subordinates behind him.

"Zilong, the old man didn't ask you to wait. Today I just came to take Mi Xuan and the others away, if anyone dares to stop them, just give it a try. ”

When Zhao Yun heard this, he was immediately furious, and he was about to lead the Long Feng battalion to charge, but was stopped by Zhang Fei.

Because Zhang Fei noticed that the strength of the soldiers and horses of the twelve sages and elders was definitely no worse than that of the trapped camp.