The whip is endless, and the cold wind is awe-inspiring.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

"Alright, let's stop!"

When the soldier wielding the whip saw that the general was speaking, he did not dare to fight again, and put down the whip in a daze.

Liu Bei was good at observing words and feelings, and naturally found that the gaze of the surrounding soldiers looking at him was colder than the cold wind in the morning.

It just so happened that Lu Zhi got up and saw this scene in the morning, so he hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Liu Bei away, leaving Qin Jie, the incompetent Taishou of the "tired three armies" who hung on the pillar and was whipped by the soldiers at will, in the cold wind.

In the account, Liu Bei could no longer suppress his confusion, and asked: "Teacher, I have been with Qin Taishou for a long time, and I know that he is by no means an incompetent person, and he loves soldiers like children, why can those soldiers be so ruthless." General Hong is too, don't you hear that once a thousand troops are obtained, it is difficult to find a general? ”

Lu Zhi doesn't like this student who doesn't like to read very much, likes dogs, horses, music, and beautiful clothes, but he is a teacher for one day and a father for life, and he will discipline him if he doesn't like it: "Presumptuous!" General Rende, how can you put a beak in a yellow-mouthed child! ”

Seeing that Lu Zhi was really angry, Liu Bei immediately admitted his mistake: "Please calm the teacher's anger, the student knows his mistake." ”

"I think you've forgotten all the books you've read! Don't you hear Mencius say: The people are the second king of your society, and 80,000 soldiers died because of him, and he is not to blame for his death. Moreover, now that we are going to fight with Han Zhong, the remnants of his defeated troops will be afraid of the yellow turbans like tigers, which will shake the morale of our newly brought troops. The general will bear the responsibility of Qin Jie alone, not only can he fulfill the loyalty of 80,000 wronged souls, but also attribute the reason for the failure to his incompetence, not that the yellow turban is too strong, revitalize the army's morale, and sacrifice the righteousness of a person who deserves it in the whole world, why not? ”

After speaking, Lu Zhi no longer ignored Liu Bei, who was struck by lightning, and walked away.

Although Liu Bei is a natural genius in the means of controlling people's hearts, he knows that he is hopeless militarily from the fact that Rong Ma fought the famous Battle of Yiling for decades in his life.

Liu Bei, who had figured out the joint, secretly warned himself to be more cautious in his words and deeds, and was about to go out to thank Lu Zhi for the teacher's care and guidance, and the curtain was opened at the same time as Guan Yu and Zhang Fei laughed.

"Hahaha! What a pleasure to drink last night! ”

"Yes! I didn't expect Brother Hong Xian to look like he was going to drink it down at any time, and finally drank the two of us."

"Who said no, if it weren't for Lao Zhang, I checked his wine jar, I would have thought that he was cheating and drinking not wine, but water!"

"Hahaha!"

Although Guan Yu has changed from a god to a human in Hong Ji's heart, just like one day the goddess in your heart who can be seen from afar and cannot be blasphemed suddenly becomes your close friend in bed, will you stay away from her because you have lost that sense of mystery and that unbelievable desire, and do not experience the great harmony between the universe and life?

Obviously, it won't, so after punishing Qin Jie, Hong Ji held a grand banquet to commemorate the youth who fed the dogs.

"Second brother, third brother, are you back?"

"Big brother, you're really not interesting, don't wait for everyone, you ran back first."

Zhang Fei is a straight person, what do you have to say, Liu Bei, who complained for a while, was very embarrassed, and said: "Aren't I relieved, I happened to meet Master Lu and came back to talk." ”

At this time, in a luxurious tent, Hong Ji woke up. Last night, there was a big banquet in the handsome tent, and he couldn't find the north until he drank until the end, and when he saw Hong Ji asleep, Liu Yu helped him back to the resting place.

After getting dressed, I pushed open the tent door, and a cold wind hit me, and I couldn't help but shiver.

Seeing Qin Jie's body covered in blood on the high pillar, and the figure of life and death unknown, Hong Ji's heart trembled. Strictly speaking, he didn't offend himself, but he was in a bad mood yesterday, so he casually found a reason to vent it.

Seeing him now, Hong Ji was a little embarrassed, but he was embarrassed to slap his mouth, thought about it and said to the two people guarding the door: "You two go and put General Qin down and send it back to Wancheng to recuperate, although he has a big mistake, but after all, he is an official of the imperial court, and he still needs to be dealt with by the Ming Sheng, but he can't die here!" ”

"Humble command!"

Hong Ji's decision to deal with it was soon known to the whole battalion, and Lu Zhi even praised it: "The majesty is measured, the advance and retreat are well-founded, and there is really the style of a general!" ”

Hong Ji naturally didn't know that his casual behavior actually made the original defeated army pick up the confidence that was better than nothing, not to mention, which made Lu Zhi and others sigh.

As usual, Hong Ji, who was lazy to make specific arrangements, handed over the march of the army to Cao Cao.

It's just that Cao Cao was directing the army to march, and by hiding in the Han army, Han Zhong, who was far away in Bowang, had already received the news.

In the Shuaifu, Han Zhong closed the note, waved his hand and motioned for him to go down to receive the reward, and fell into deep thought.

"Lu Zhi's more than 10,000 Han elites, Huangfu Song 30,000, Zhu Jun 30,000, 70,000 soldiers. The commander of Zhengdong General Hong Ji, the official is not small, but he hasn't heard much of it. But the official is so big that he shouldn't have no brains, the previous Zhu Jun is obviously more difficult to deal with than Qin Jie, if it weren't for the fact that I burned myself on Bowang Slope, it would be really difficult to lure the old fox into the pit. ”

"Report!"

A loud cry interrupted Han Zhong's thoughts.

"What?"

"Qu Shuai is in danger."

"What!"

Excited, Han Zhong stumbled to Zhang Mancheng's ward.

The bright and brilliant ward shows the haggard of Zhang Mancheng's face.

"Ahem!"

With a violent coughing sound, the brocade in the maid's hand was even more imprinted with a few blood flowers.

"Zhang Shuai!"

"It's Ah Zhong."

"It's the last general."

"I've been suffering from you these days."

"Contribute to the prosperity of Huang Tian, I feel honored to be humble, and I don't feel bitter."

Looking at Han Zhong with an expressionless face, Zhang Mancheng smiled, and the smile was so bitter.

Suddenly, his tears flowed in his eyes, as if through layers of mist, he saw the figure of Zhang Jiao standing up to the sky.

"Sage, Mancheng is coming after you!"

More than half a month ago, when the martial arts cyclone in Zhang Mancheng's body shattered, he knew that Zhang Jiao had encountered an accident.

Dozens of Qu Shuai, not all of them have the qualifications to practice martial arts, Zhang Mancheng belongs to the kind of people who lack this qualification.

But the Book of Heaven is worthy of being the Book of Heaven, Zhang Jiao borrowed the power of the Book of Heaven to create a martial arts cyclone for Zhang Mancheng, which has its own advantages and disadvantages with the normal dantian qi.

The disadvantage is obvious, that is, the martial arts cyclone cannot grow, and it is as much as it is from the moment it is created, and once the creator loses the identity of the master of the Heavenly Book, the martial arts cyclone will also be lost.

But the advantage is even more obvious, that is, the martial arts qi of the martial arts cyclone will slowly recover even if it is used.

It's just that this kind of creation conditions are very harsh, and it takes a lot of resources to create Zhang Mancheng and others. The representative of the fast-growing unrecoverable martial arts cyclone is the Yellow Turban Warrior.

It's just that the quick success is incomplete after all, and many Yellow Turban wrestlers have martial arts cyclones to warm their bodies, but they can't burst out to kill the enemy.