The current situation of the Xiliang army is really embarrassing, before it was all the way to the hinterland of Youzhou, capturing forty or fifty large and small military towns and strategic places, and the defenders of Youzhou were defeated and retreated, and finally made the Liangzhou army go straight to the main city of Youzhou.

But he didn't want more than 10,000 elite horses and Dong Zijing banners to be forcibly dragged out of the city gate for half a month by a fat man's harsh calculations.

After half a month of hard fighting, plus the 30,000 troops transferred by Dong Zhuo, it is still an unstoppable trend after all.

However, just when the officers and soldiers of the three armies thought that they were about to break through the last barrier of Youzhou, a certain little girl made a brazen move, and with the same number of troops, she and the Xiliang Army fought in a large wilderness of Youzhou.

cut off all the supplies and strategic depth of the Liang army on all sides, and there was no way to advance or retreat.

It's like a fierce villain breaking into the neighbor's yard, rampage and no one can stop him, and after waking up the owner, he finds that the door is closed, and the other party has plans to release the vicious dog, which is simply helpless.

And the vicious dog released by Xiao Liang on the opposite side was actually the Yellow Turban Army around the garrison and had an alliance with the Xiliang Army.

With a completely shameless posture, he ignored the previous covenant on the distribution of interests between the two sides, and began to encircle the Xiliang army.

This made many hot-tempered and arrogant generals in the Xiliang camp start to scold their mothers, but even if they greet Zhang Bao's ancestors for eighteen generations, they can't stop the Yellow Turban Army's defection.

There is no way, who let Zhang Bao's life still be in Xiao Liang's hands, when he was in Qingjun, Zhang Bao was cut off by Li Xi with a knife, such as the remnants of the fire will pass away, it is Xiao Liang who forcibly uses his own qi to help him continue his life, Zhang Bao takes this qi number, which is equivalent to becoming Xiao Liang's slave with a dog chain.

This is something that people like Dong Zhuo who don't understand ghosts and gods will not understand no matter what.

But none of these things are more important than the people in front of him.

White fur, jade face, unparalleled national color.

Guo Jia sat next to Dong Zhuo, looking at a pot of wine on the table with a smile on his eyebrows.

Raising his hand to reveal a slender and delicate wrist, he shook it with a wine jug, and chuckled: "If you want me to get drunk, the amount is more, but if you want me to die, the amount is too little......"

Dong Zhuo didn't grin at all when he heard this, he didn't look like he was in charge of a state lord at all, but like a naughty child.

There was still a little bit of ridicule blamed by his friends, and he hurriedly waved his hand and smiled, "How do you say this, how many years of friendship, we are all a family, if Fengxiao is so mean, but it hurts feelings, there is not much medicine in it, that is, it will make you live for three years,

Originally, before you quit Liangzhou and left, the amount I prepared was twice as much as this pot of wine, but you hid it too well, if it weren't for me to isolate myself from the situation of certain death, you Guo Fengxiao was afraid that he would forget about me Dong Zhuo in the rivers and lakes, it would be hurtful.

But after all, when I was in such a situation, you still came, I said, Fengxiao is my most confidant friend in this life, how can I let you live for five years, I am not Zhuge Liang's ruthless Nizi, I can't do this kind of thing, it's too beastly, so I will slightly reduce your three-year life... As a gift for you to defect to Cao Mengde... Little things, little things, don't hurt our love for many years......"

Guo Jia's expression was pure, and he picked up the wine jug with a smile and slowly poured it into his throat.

Elegant, heroic, instantaneous, instantaneous.

The small amount of wine was drunk by Guo Jia, and he raised his sleeves and brushed his lips, like snow, and the cuffs were shocking.

But Guo Jia's face was not sickly pale, but a little more ruddy than before.

There was no flaw in his demeanor and bearing, and he whispered to Dong Zhuo: "It's hard for you to be fat, with your temperament, you can halve this pot of wine, I think you really regard me as a friend, but I can't live with you......"

The fat man, who was not in battle and did not wear armor, was dressed in exaggerated muslin linen, stretched out his hand and rubbed his face, drank a jar of fifty pounds of wine next to him, his chest was wet, and he said in a somewhat muffled voice:

"I know you have ten years to live, but brother, I really don't dare to let you live another ten years...... In the whole world, you are my only friend, if someone can let me Dong Zhuo share half of the country, it must be not, but if you want to, I will grit my teeth and cut the flesh to divide half of you...... It's not that it doesn't work...... But who made you fucking have to put the whole country in his pocket Cao Mengde, this hurts......"

Dong Zhuo chattered a little intermittently for a long time, incoherently, and Guo Jia didn't interrupt, just listened quietly.

In the end, Dong Zhuo suddenly became furious, smashed the entire table with terrifying force, his eyes were slightly red and said angrily: "Guo Fengxiao, don't you regret the fuck?" ”

Guo Jia, who was opposite him, smiled lightly: "It's a pity, I can only accompany him for another seven years...... It's sad to think about."

There was only a moment of gloom on his face, and no one could see it

Dong Zhuo was weakly holding a body of flesh of several hundred catties, and said weakly: "If, I mean, if you fail for his plan in the future, if you want to live, I will never kill you......"

When Guo Jia heard this, he grinned for the first time, and his teeth were like white shells. Raise your hand and toss the small white porcelain pot.

Blown up all over the ground like a small snow.

"How can it be later than you fat man to die, if you die without a place to be buried, every year on the sacrifice day, mountains and rivers can be everywhere, I will burn the spring palace map for you...... Remember to take ......"

Today's heroes are still there, the strategists are not old, the country is splendid, and who will sweep the small remnants of snow on the graves of the wilderness for whom in the future.

The battle between the rivers and mountains, the word strategy, is the most affectionate and the most ruthless.

(Tonight's second chapter is a big chapter, and I've thought about it for a long time to bring out this short thousand words)