Facing this Shenwei general with unparalleled combat skills, Ma Chao's eyes flashed with admiration, and he coexisted with the war since he was a child, and he couldn't resist the infinite charm exuded by this general.

Although Lu Bu is also a ghost general, leading the troops bravely and unparalleled in the world, although Ma Chao has nothing to do with him, but the rumors in the world cannot change for a while, so he is not too close to Lu Bu.

Seeing this person, the gray cloth family couldn't hide his heroic spirit. Leading the troops to deploy the formation, responding to emergencies, all of them impressed Ma Chao, such a general, how much is the world?

Seeing him on stage, Ma Chao got up to greet him and treated him politely, and saw his age, he was not an old man, he couldn't stand up, and he seemed to be six or seven years older than himself, but he had such a military strategy, which made Ma Chao even more admired.

Zhang Liao also saw Ma Chao for the first time, but this polite young man gave him a very familiar feeling, the same eyes, the same posture, and the same look, as if he had seen such a young man a long time ago. It's been too long, and I can't remember it for a while.

Nod your head in return as a gesture of kindness.

Glancing at Lu Bu, he didn't seem to have solved the big problem that day, he couldn't help but smile, his eyes fell back to the familiar guy in front of him, and he looked at it,

Zhang Liao's sharp eyes seemed to want to see Ma Chao thoroughly, seeing that Ma Chao was uncomfortable, and he had been quiet, it was not a solution, it would only make the embarrassment in the air accumulate more and more, it was better to speak boldly and break such a delicate balance.

"Boy Ma Chao, I don't know how to call the general?"

"Huh?"

Ma Chao? I think I've heard the name there.

"My name is Zhang Liao, the word is far away, I am a partial general under the command of the Han general Lu Bu, and I am now leading the troops to guard Luoyang to protect the Son of Heaven."

Listening to Zhang Liao's introduction, Ma Chao breathed a sigh of relief, great, this person is a Han general, not a yellow scarf.

"The kid has seen General Zhang, the general's talent in commanding the army, the ability to be in battle, the real order is super impressive, I think that no one in the world can be the enemy of the general!"

In the face of Ma Chao's hype, Zhang Liao didn't say a word, but it wasn't because he was indifferent, but Zhang Liao was still immersed in his own memories and looking for something.

He had indeed heard the name Ma Chao, but where was it.

The atmosphere became awkward again, the silence at this time made Ma Chao a little disheartened, the last time he saw the daughter of the Cai family, he had already experienced a silent whipping, this time he was already cautious, but it didn't seem to have any effect.

The autumn wind blew, silent, soft, with the temperature of the afternoon sun, blowing Ma Chao's heart.

Could it be that Xiao Yu once said that I am not good at talking, but I am laughing? Recalling Xiao Yu's serious face that day, it seems that it was really like that.

But Ma Chao is very stubborn, he doesn't like to give up, he has to make the last struggle.

"General Zhang."

Ma Chao, Ma Teng, Xiliang, Chang'an! Zhang Liao finally remembered where he had heard of Ma Chao, although he hadn't seen him in person, but according to his own eyes, plus this son is now in Luoyang, and he can get on this stage, he is the famous young general in Xiliang.

"Ling Tang is the general of Xiliang Ma Shou Chengma?"

Zhang Liao suddenly spoke, startling Ma Chao, but he quickly turned to joy and calmed down, as long as this General Wenyuan took care of himself.

"It's true that as the general said, my father is Xiliang Taishou Ma Teng, but the general knows my father?"

"Although I don't know Ma Taishou, I also know that he has raised troops to attack Chang'an several times, and he is a loyal minister of the Han family.

Without waiting for Ma Chao to answer, Zhang Liao's eyes once again fell on this young general who did not look like a teenager, and said,

"I also heard the name of Ma Chao, the young general of Xiliang, Shihe defeated Zhang Ji, Shihe defeated Guo Yan, single-handed, two generals in a battle, effortlessly, led the troops to rush into battle, broke Xu Rong's array, although he was young, he was mighty, it was rumored to be so, when I saw it today, people were like it!"

It turns out that he is also famous?! Rumors?! Or from the mouth of the general in front of him, it seems that there will be no fake.

Why didn't Ma Chao bloom in his heart, let the autumn wind sweep away, the flower in his heart would not wither for the time being.

"The general praised falsely, when attacking Chang'an that day, if there was a general to help, he would definitely be able to break the city and capture the thieves and eliminate the rebellion for the Han."

Hearing this, Zhang Liao laughed, this kid is also interesting to speak.

A word, you and I said a word, the two chatted happily on this broken wooden platform, Zhang Liao affirmed that he was indeed the first time to see Ma Chao, but at first sight, there was a feeling of hating each other,

Could it be because this young man's demeanor and tone are too familiar.

The hustle and bustle around has become a silent background for the two to talk, even if the wind and leaves fall, they can't break the conversation between the two.

From the momentum of the Han Dynasty to the details of the march, the two talked about everything, there was no age barrier at all, and it was impossible to see that the two had only known each other for less than a quarter of an hour.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Ma Chao finally said what was in his heart with the power brought by the flowers blooming in his heart.

"I admire the talent of the general, can I worship the general as a teacher, please teach the general the way to set up the formation, the method of training, the strategy of marching, and the strategy of the battle situation!"

Ma Chao's attitude was extremely respectful, his eyes were extremely serious, and he didn't dare to blink his eyes, for fear that Zhang Liao would not be able to see the sincerity in his eyes, and he didn't pass by like this to his father.

Such a request came a little suddenly, and for a while, Zhang Liao didn't know how to answer.

Again, a noisy shout filled the moment of silence between the two, and a few chirps rang out in the sky, and the sound of the wind, the sand, and the sound of the wooden platform formed a gorgeous symphony.

What else can break the quiet noise?

Only her.

"Uncle Zhang, Uncle Zhang."

I don't know when, Xiao Ling'er slipped to Zhang Liao's side unconsciously, and her little hand took his big hand, swaying like a wicker in spring.

Zhang Liao turned around and looked down, the cute little face, as beautiful as a flower, was presented in front of his eyes, Xiao Ling'er still hadn't changed at all, and it was still the same as before.

"What's the matter with Ling'er?"

At this time, Xiao Ling'er was still pouting, and when she spoke, she was a little slurred, but Zhang Liao still patiently listened to all the words of this pitiful-looking little girl.

Glancing at Feng Xian, glaring at himself angrily, and looking pleading bitterly, Zhang Liao was speechless, squatted down, and gently flicked Xiao Ling'er's forehead,

"What my brother said, word for word, the two of us are indeed drawn, Fengxian is undefeated, and there is no one in the world who can defeat Xiao Ling'er's father!"

Xiao Ling'er touched her forehead, with Zhang Liao's promise, her mood improved significantly, and she finally let go of the cloth in her hand.

The courage of the first, killing the enemy in battle, unparalleled in the world, the two are not drawn, but no one in the world can defeat them, it is Zhang Liao's true words, the true words engraved in his heart from a long, long time ago.

Looking up at the sky, it is vast and boundless, and a few big birds fly by slowly, flying in front of the big body, and following the weak, orderly and organized, conquering this gorgeous sky.

Zhang Liao finally remembered something, his lips picked slightly, and he found the source of that familiar feeling.

The sudden turn, the sudden opening, and the sudden promise made Ma Chao a little incredulous.

"From tomorrow, to the north of the city, a certain will grant you the way of the army."