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"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The majestic war drums suddenly sounded, and under the guidance of the banner, the soldiers of the Shousheng Battalion rushed out of the camp in an orderly manner, with a grim expression, a resolute face, and a strong fighting spirit and murderous spirit in their eyes, and they all believed very much that Zhang Fan would lead them to pick the fruits of victory.

Under the windward hunting sound, Zhang Fan stood on the temporary point platform, the rising sun shining on his delicate and gorgeous battle armor, and his upper body exuded a silvery-white light, as if the brilliance between heaven and earth was all concentrated on him. The big red cloak swayed in the wind, like a thousand fiery snakes flying, burning proudly in the sun.

Standing behind him on the left and right are Zhou Tai and Lu Lingqi in full uniform, and on the right hand side stands Lu Chou's wife and brother Zhai Yin, as the representative of Lu Chou's side, commanding the 4,000 county soldiers, but Lu Chou has long made it clear that Zhai Yin obeys Zhang Fan's command in everything.

Zhang Fan's handsome face was angular, the deep lines were revealing the power of a high king everywhere, the unfathomable light in his arrogant and uninhibited black eyes, and the eagle-like staring at the Shanyue army array like a vast ocean several miles away.

Zhang Fan closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Battlefield, this is the taste of belonging to the battlefield.

The general died in a hundred battles, and the strong man returned in ten years.

Every man has a heroic dream when he is young, just like every woman has a princess dream. Fantasize that he can become a general, fight bravely on the battlefield, and even if he dies on the battlefield in the end, the horse leather shroud will never regret it.

Men who have never been in the army always have some regrets, Zhang Fan regretted very much in his previous life that he gave up military service under the persuasion of his parents, but he never expected that this regret would be made up for so quickly.

At this moment, Zhang Fan's heart was surging, and his mood was extremely complicated. Although it was not the first time he had been on the battlefield, this time it felt very different.

Maybe the first few times were either a few hundred people fighting a little trouble, or the difference in strength was too large, or it was not a head-to-head duel...... In his subconscious, he doesn't regard them as real battlefields, only in this kind of life-and-death battle that tens of thousands of people are about to break out, and really fighting like a man will make his long-lost blood boil.

At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Three Kingdoms, this history has a special meaning for every Chinese person, Wei Shu and Wu divided the world, famous generals and heroes carried knives on horses, and the enclosure movement was in full swing in this magnificent era of cold weapons.

Heroic and ambitious, it turns out that the hero is lonely.

Behind the swords and swords, who made a wedding dress for whom? Who is playing the role of loyalty, treachery, good, evil and ugliness? The sea is crossing, heroes are born, dragons and tigers are fighting, and the world is unified.

Will I be the one who will be crowned king in the end?

……

The sun was rising higher, and the rays were starting to dazzle.

Under the protection of the cavalry of the brigade, the commanders of the two sides walked to the front of the formation and looked at each other from two arrows, which was the first time Zhang Fan saw Zu Lang.

Zu Lang is eight feet tall, with dragon eyebrows and leopard neck, big and square eyes, tiger and tiger, black horse under his crotch, holding a three-edged armor-piercing wolf tooth lance, staring at Zhang Fan, and the sound is like thunder:

"You're Zhang Fan?"

Zhou Tai pressed his hand on the hilt of the knife and shouted angrily: "Bastard! Hugh is presumptuous! ”

Zhang Fan waved his hand, after all, his positioning is a Confucian general, how can he be as knowledgeable as a barbarian?

Zu Lang didn't take Zhang Fan in his eyes before, but after experiencing the two major setbacks of Wuyan's defection and Jiyu's killing, he had to be a little more jealous of Zhang Fan, but he didn't dare to be too arrogant, stared at Zhang Fan and asked:

"Zu Lang has no grudges with his subordinates in the past, and there is no enmity in recent days, why do you want to raise an unknown teacher and violate my borders?"

Zhang Fan said with a straight face: "Under the whole world, it is not the king's land." On the shore of the land, it is not the king's minister. A certain edict was given to pacify Jiangdong Shanyue, where did he come from a nameless teacher? ”

Zu Lang looked up to the sky and laughed: "There are no less than one million children in the Yue clan and more than a thousand heroes, you are a little bit of people...... It's not enough to even plug the gaps between your teeth, and you still try to calm us down? Hahahaha......"

Zhang Fan's face was pale, and he said: "Ji Gu has just opened, and China is in the center." Thousands of miles of China, the scenery is luxuriant. Eight wildernesses and six combinations, Weijia four seas. The land of China. Lift virtue to the sky. I am the Son of Heaven Shengwen Shengwu, inheriting the unification, sweeping the Liuhe, sweeping the eight wildernesses, all the surnames are devoted, and the Quartet looks up to virtue, not to take it by power, but it is also the destiny of heaven. Although the mountains are numerous, can they reach the yellow scarf? ”

Zu Lang's face changed slightly, the previous paragraph was all nonsense to him, but the last blow was still hammered in his heart.

No matter how much he boasted that Shanyue was so powerful, he couldn't compare it with the Yellow Turban Rebel Army that swept through the thirteen states four years ago. The Yellow Turban Rebellion was suppressed, and if the Han Dynasty Emperor Lao'er really wanted to pacify Shanyue, it would not be impossible.

Zhang Fan secretly turned on the skill "Tongue Blooming Lotus", transported the internal force to the chest, and raised his voice an octave and said:

"I have heard the name of the Sect Marshal for a long time, and I am fortunate to see it today. Zong Shuai bravely crowned the three armies, only to be born for the world, abandoned the small ambition of the bird, and Mu Honghu soared high. Gongyun is a great talent, why act against the sky, don't you hear the ancients: those who follow the sky prosper, and those who go against the sky die. Today, my Han has tens of millions of armor, ten thousand good generals, and the fluorescence of rotten grass such as Lang'er, how can it be compared to the bright moon in the sky? If you are willing to submit to the court and turn against your armor, you will still not lose your position as a marquis; Meritorious service, he is full of brilliance, supporting thousands of miles, how strong! How to fight for the captives of the dead, Wen Mingdi, and bend the knee to the dome, what a bad evil! ”

In fact, Zhang Fan didn't expect these words to convince Zu Lang, it was just a routine. It's like two people meeting to greet each other and ask: Have you eaten? It doesn't mean that you really care if others eat or not......

Zhang Fan used his skills to render the contagion, and spit out with internal force to ensure that most of the Shanyue soldiers could hear it, and the soldiers under Zu Lang's command changed color one after another, and their morale weakened again.

Zu Lang was shocked, when he heard about Zhang Fan Yunwen Yunwu, he thought it was all boasting, but it was just a fist embroidered leg...... Now it seems that the internal skills of the people have considerable attainments, which should not be underestimated.

Although he has learned some Chinese, how can he be Zhang Fan's opponent when it comes to eloquence, isn't it self-inflicted humiliation to debate with him? Let him continue to talk, I guess there will be no need to fight this battle. Zu Lang immediately said:

"No more nonsense! Yue's sons respect the martial arts ......" (to be continued.) )