"Lord, a letter from Youzhou, Zhao Feng raised 10,000 troops to attack Jizhou!" Chen Gong took a letter and reported to Liu Bei.

"What? Zhao Feng? Isn't Zhao Feng dead? Liu Bei looked at Chen Gong in disbelief.

"Zhao Feng is not dead!" Chen Gong shook his head, "He deceived everyone!" ”

"Then how many troops does Yuan Shao have?" Liu Bei asked again.

"There are about 100,000 available soldiers!" Chen Gong looked at the letter newspaper, a little incredulous.

"Hahaha! Isn't that a joke? This Zhao Feng, I'm afraid he was carried away by victory, right? Ten thousand against one hundred thousand? It's a shame that he came up with it! Liu Bei laughed, "I'm just waiting for the news of his defeat and retreat!" ”

"Lord, if Zhao Feng's army is defeated, it is inevitable that Yuan Shao will take advantage of the situation to attack Youzhou, if Youzhou is obtained by Yuan Shao again, then Yuan Shao's family will dominate the north!" Chen Gong said worriedly.

As Chen Gong said, now, there are still Zhao Feng and Cao Cao can fight against Yuan Shao, if Zhao Feng is defeated, Yuan Shao's power and strength will definitely increase sharply, and Zhao Feng and Cao Cao will be thrown far away, but he Liu Bei has always been the weakest one among the northern princes, the previous war, Liu Bei did not have too many benefits, not to mention, the people under his rule were also poached by Zhao Feng as much as 300,000, now thinking of Zhao Feng, Liu Bei hated it so much, a while ago I heard the news of Zhao Feng's death, Liu Bei almost didn't set off firecrackers to celebrate!

"This ......" Liu Bei hesitated after listening to Chen Gong's words, Qingzhou is close to Jizhou, once Yuan Shao becomes bigger, he will come to attack Qingzhou first, how should he Liu Bei defend it when the time comes?

"Lord, according to the palace's opinion, we should attack Leling or the plain in Jizhou in the art of war when Zhao Feng is defeated! Even if it can't be captured, it can be Yuan Shao's distraction, so that he won't capture Youzhou! Chen Gong said slowly.

"Yes!" Liu Bei thought about it, this is indeed the case, and nodded immediately, "Just do what the public station says!" ”

"The lord is wise!"

……

In Zhongshan, in Zhen's mansion, when Zhen Mi received Zhao Feng's "death news", he immediately cried and fainted. If it weren't for Zhen Yi to stop him, Zhen Mi would have almost committed suicide!

In the following days, Zhen Mi washed her face with tears all day long, and she had no energy to do anything, no matter how Zhen Yi persuaded her, it was useless.

On this day, Li Sheng suddenly came to Zhen's mansion.

"I wonder why General Li is here?" Zhen Yi didn't know, he also had his own careful thoughts in his heart, thinking that if Zhao Feng was really dead, it would be okay for him to return to Yuan Shao, after all, Liaodong was scattered, and if he returned to Liaodong, he would have no future.

"Hehe, I'll bring up the message from my lord!" Li Sheng smiled and took out two letters from his arms.

"This ......? General Li, the question shouldn't be asked, ...... the lord? Zhen Yi was shocked, could it be that Zhao Feng was not dead?

"Of course the lord is fine!" Li Sheng glared at Zhen Yi, "This letter is for you, this letter is for Miss Zhen!" The task is accomplished, and so-and-so is gone! ”

"General Li go slowly!" Zhen Yi let out a sigh of relief, and at the same time secretly rejoiced in his heart, fortunately he didn't make a decision so early!

Zhen Yi first tore open the letter that Zhao Feng wrote to him and read it word by word. After reading it, I was shocked, but on the surface, I remained silent, as if nothing had happened, and turned around and walked to the backyard.

When I came to the backyard, I saw Zhen Mi sitting in the stone pavilion in a daze, with a haggard face, a depressed expression, and a daze, with tears in the corners of her eyes, I don't know what I was thinking.

"Mi'er!" Zhen Yi sighed and called softly.

"Huh? Daddy! Zhen Mi wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and stood up.

"Hey! This is Zihu's letter to you, don't cry, Zihu is not dead! Zhen Yi looked at her daughter's appearance, and she was also quite distressed.

"What? Brother Feng is okay? Zhen Mi was overjoyed, and hurriedly tore up the letter, the more she read it, the more happy she became, and finally laughed out loud.

"Hey! The female university is not staying! Zhen Yi sighed with emotion, turned around and left the backyard.

"Hee-hee!" I saw Zhen Mi looking at the letter, smirking stupidly for a long time, suddenly folded the letter neatly, and then returned to the house and began to freshen up.

……

Changshan Zhending, on an unknown mountain, next to an old man with crane hair and a childish face, stood a woman who was twenty-eight years old.

"Xiao Yu'er, master, I told you, Zihu will be fine, why don't you believe it?" The old man smiled and stroked the woman's little head.

"But, but Sister Xue'er, they all said that the eldest brother is dead!"

That's right, these two people are Zhao Yu and Tong Yuan. On the same day, after confirming Zhao Feng's "death", Zhao Yu sadly locked herself in the house, but later, after thinking about it carefully, she felt that she couldn't be so depressed, no matter what happened to the people in Liaodong, she had to avenge Zhao Feng!

So, even overnight, Zhao Yu disguised himself and went out of the city and went straight to Jizhou! But when she reached the boundary of Jizhou, she calmed down, she was alone, although there was some force, but it was definitely not enough to kill Yuan Shao, who was protected by everyone.

At this moment, Zhao Yu is a little numb, she is not familiar with life, what should she do? Suddenly, she remembered that there was one person, that was Tong Yuan, who had raised their three brothers and sisters since childhood! Although it was Tong Yuan who drove them down the mountain at that time, he said that he would never see them again, and Zhao Yu was not sure if Tong Yuan was still on the mountain, so he had to hold the mentality of trying it out, Zhao Yu rushed to Changshan Zhending, the mountain in her memory.

Fortunately, Tong Yuan has always been there and has never left.

Listening to Zhao Yu's words, Tong Yuan was greatly surprised, how could Zhao Feng die? After listening to Zhao Yu's narration, Tong Yuan smiled slightly, and even if he concluded, Zhao Feng was fine!

Although Zhao Yu was puzzled, since Tong Yuan said so, Zhao Yu nodded suspiciously, but still stayed on the mountain, hoping that one day she would be able to beg Tong Yuan to agree to go down the mountain.

"Xiao Yu'er, what do you think this is?" Tong Yuan took out a letter from his arms.

"This is ......" Zhao Yu opened the letter, and after reading it, he exclaimed excitedly, "Big brother? So, the eldest brother is not dead? ”

"Of course, you little naughty bag, Zihu raised troops to attack Yuan Shao for you, why don't you hurry back and see Zihu?" Tong Yuan looked at Zhao Yu lovingly.

The three brothers and sisters of the Zhao family are his favorite and proudest three apprentices, and they are also the apprentices who have been with him for the longest time, and these three apprentices, one is worse than a demon, among them, the worst qualification is Zhao Yun, Zhao Feng has the highest qualifications, and when he goes down the mountain, he is afraid that he will be stronger than his martial arts as a master! As for Zhao Yu, if it weren't for her unwillingness to work hard to practice martial arts, I'm afraid that her kung fu would be no less than Zhao Feng! But even so, Zhao Yu also has good martial arts, although she is a woman, she will not suffer if she is a first-class general.

"Hehe, master, won't you go back with me?" Knowing that Zhao Feng was not dead, Zhao Yu smiled happily, and the sorrow between his eyebrows was of course gone!

"Hehe, I won't go to the old man, I'm at ease on this mountain!" Tong Yuan smiled and shook his head.

"Okay, then I'm leaving!" Zhao Yu smiled, jumped and ran to the stable, took out his beloved horse, and then couldn't wait to turn over and ride down the mountain.