Zhou Cang angrily slapped the desk again: "You are an official general, and if you are defeated and detained here, you are a prisoner, how can you do whatever you want?!" And my brother is with you. How can I get you to meet?! Even if I agree and the whole battalion knows, how can I explain it? ”

Ling Xiaohan asked rhetorically, "Then what should I do!" I can't see him anymore?! ”

Zhou Cang took a breath: "Not for the time being...... But I will see him in the name of interrogation, and if you have any trouble, I will tell him on your behalf. ”

"It's really JB trouble!" Ling Xiaohan was impatient, "I just want to ask him if he will go with me to kill that god general!" ”

Zhou Cang looked outside the tent and groaned: "I can ask him on your behalf, but if he doesn't agree, what about it?" ”

Ling Xiaohan did not hesitate: "Then I'll go by myself!" ”

Zhou Cang said: "Okay, it's just that I received a military order and am about to send troops again, you can't go back to our army camp, and I don't owe you anything, if you meet again, I will treat you as a mortal enemy!" ”

Ling Xiaohan was so angry that he was about to laugh: "Cao, if you don't have a question to ask, do you think I would want to come to your JB place!" ”

Zhou Cang called someone in, and asked someone to take Ling Xiaohan out.

Ling Xiao followed the Yellow Turban Soldiers angrily, and on the way, he saw the familiar strange gazes of the Yellow Turban Soldiers around him - this was the second time.

After walking a short distance, he came to a camp tent, Ling Xiaohan was "familiar with the road", and opened it and entered.

Four Yellow Turban soldiers were guarding outside the tent, but Ling Xiaohan saw that soon there were more than a dozen figures outside the tent, and these figures stood around the tent in turn.

Ling Xiaohan scolded with a smile: "A bunch of SBs, are you afraid that I will run?" If I really want to leave, just a few of you SB can stop it?! ”

He lay down, and his eyelids began to fight—he had not slept all night of marching last night, and now as soon as he relaxed, sleepiness naturally set in.

He thought that even if Zhou Cang talked to the devil immediately, he would have to talk for a long time, so it was better to sleep first and nourish his spirit.

I closed my eyes and fell asleep in less than half a minute.

He had a dream again, dreaming that the class flower in the next class was chasing him, and the innocent school girl who was in the first grade also showed love to him, he couldn't make up his mind, but these two girls, the courtship offensive was getting more and more fierce, and the left gave him one gift after another, and when he was unwrapping one of the particularly delicate gifts, he was about to see what was good, but he woke up very sadly.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and the gift that he had almost opened in his dream came to his mind, and his curiosity suddenly rose, which made him feel very depressed, wondering how he could wake up at such a critical time, so he closed his eyes and wondered if he could continue the dream just now.

But then, he opened his eyes suddenly, and at the same time knew why he had woken up.

He heard a clear shouting and scolding coming from outside the tent.

Now, finding the "culprit search" that interrupted the spring dream, he naturally refused to give up, stood up at once, and scolded himself:

"Fuck you, a bunch of SBs calling a JB! Destroy my fun! ”

The voices outside the tent became even more chaotic, and the scolding was mixed with the sound of laughter and commotion.

Ling Xiaohan took a few steps to the tent and lifted the tent cloth.

At this time, he realized that it was already night, and the torches in the village were brightly illuminated.

The Yellow Turban soldiers who were originally guarding outside the tent immediately became nervous when they saw Ling Xiaohan come out, and with a few "whoosh" sounds, all the weapons were aimed at Ling Xiaohan, and one of the Yellow Turban soldiers shouted:

"Back to the tent!"

Ling Xiaohan's heart burst into flames, but first, he had no weapons, he was not sure about fighting, and he might suffer a big loss, and secondly, there was no need to fight, so he just held back his anger, but his tone was not much better:

"I slept so well, you woke me up! What the are you going to blame me?? ”

These yellow turban soldiers looked at each other for a moment, and their expressions were a little weird.

It was still the Yellow Turban soldier who spoke just now, and said to Ling Xiaohan:

"Get in! It's none of your business! ”

Ling Xiaohan was not a careful boy, but even he noticed the abnormal looks of these Yellow Turban soldiers, and he was suspicious and asked:

"What's the deal with those laughs that sound like dogs barking?"

The reason why he said it was "laughter" was because by the time he said this, the noise had turned into a heckling laugh, and because there was no tent to hinder it, the voice sounded clearer at this time, not far away.

As he spoke, his eyes looked in the direction of the voice, but there was nothing unusual except for the shadows of longing and the tents that came and went in the firelight.

It was too dark and too far away to see clearly.

"It's none of your business! Enter! ”

The Yellow Turban soldier shouted loudly, and at the same time, the weapons in their hands approached Ling Xiaohan's chest a little closer.

Ling Xiaohan forcibly suppressed his anger: "Damn...... You have to inch in, kick your nose and ...... on your face."

Although he was extremely unhappy, he didn't want to choke any longer, and besides, his sleepiness had not been removed, so he turned around and muttered "SB" in his mouth, and planned to go back to his account and continue his sweet dreams.

But as soon as he turned around, he heard an extremely angry yell: "Stop! ”

Ling Xiaohan was stunned, this voice sounded a little familiar.

That voice came from the direction of the noise, Ling Xiaohan turned his head to look at it, and suddenly remembered that the voice seemed to be the archer he had met before!

Only then did he remember that after the maids and archers had followed him into the village, he had never seen them again.

And the sound sounded like there were a lot of people fighting with the archer!

Ling Xiaohan has an advantage, that is, he is very righteous, if a good classmate is bullied by the senior class, he will stand up and help that classmate get angry, he is not very good at fighting, and the result is basically punished by the school, but the reputation of righteousness has spread.

Now, hearing the angry shouts of the archers, he naturally couldn't be indifferent - although he didn't have a deep friendship with the archers, after all, he helped himself, and there was a small memory of eating barbecue, besides, the archers were still his own soldiers, so he should go over and take a look.

So, Ling Xiaohan turned around again and wanted to walk over there.

"Whoosh" - immediately there were two weapons, crossed in front of Ling Xiaohan's eyes.

At the same time, a yellow turban soldier shouted, "Go back!" Without General Zhou's order, you are not allowed to leave here for half a step! ”

Ling Xiaohan was furious and yelled, "Fuck your orders!" Don't fucking give a shame!! ”

As he spoke, the handle appeared in front of him, and as the white light of the button lit up, he raised his right hand to hold the wooden handle of the weapon in front of him, and threw it outward, and then held another weapon with his left hand, and pulled it hard, and the weapon immediately came out of the hand of the yellow turban soldier and into his hand.