The dark night seemed to be smeared heavily on the sky, and there was not even a glimmer of stars. The night fog hits the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info the midsummer night is a little cool, and there are not a few stars in sight in the hazy moonlight. The sky is not pure black, but a boundless deep blue in the black, stretching into the distance, far away.

The four fields of the Chinese army's big tent were pitch black, only two dim torches were inserted ten steps away, igniting the flickering firelight, illuminating the tent near the tent like an underground power boundary, revealing an inexplicable gloomy, and the big tent stood around the ghost-like evil man Dian Wei and He Man with a frosty face, Dian Wei's hideous and terrifying face seemed to be particularly gloomy at this time.

Zhang Bao was dressed in dark iron armor, proudly kneeling in the tent, the whole person was like an angular stone, cold to the bones! On the table in front of him were scattered white silk cloths, and the ghost drawings on the silk cloth were generally incomprehensible.

A slender figure, beautiful girl is standing behind Zhang Bao, a pair of small hands are trying to gently massage his temples, this woman is Zhang Bao's maid Wanrou, the pulse tenderness ripples in Wanrou's eyes, she said softly: "The saint has told me, don't blame her." Her heart is also painful! ”

"Huh?"

A cold flame flashed in Zhang Bao's eyes, Huo Ran turned his head, stared at Wanrou coldly, Wanrou who was talking, suddenly saw Zhang Bao's cold eyes, and suddenly the whole person fell into an ice cave, subconsciously took two steps back, crystal tears fell quietly, and replied: "I ......"

Zhang Bao's cold expression gradually receded, he sighed in his heart, stood up and grabbed Wanrou's little hand with his powerful hand, and suddenly exerted force, as if he stumbled into Zhang Bao's arms, and two blushes rose from Wan's gentle face.

Looking at the petite body in his arms, Zhang Bao was not a hard-hearted person after all, and gently kissed the lovely person in his arms, Wanfang's heart was happy, but it was also red all over his neck in an instant.

"Rou'er!"

"Huh?"

Wanrou buried her head in Zhang Bao's arms, and when she was enjoying the happiness of being embraced, Zhang Bao called softly, and Wanrou hummed from her nose.

"It's not terrible to make mistakes, it's terrible to make mistakes of principle. Yang Feng is selfish, arrogant, narrow-minded and cunning. Since he returned, he has stirred up the chickens and dogs in the army, and he has thought that he has protected Ning Er in a good way, and he has not pursued it. But I didn't expect that this person was so bold and reckless that he colluded with some generals in the army to openly mutiny, and he was able to make Ning'er take advantage of Ning'er's trust in him frantically, so as to use Ning'er to poison someone. If it weren't for Mr. Gongze, I'm afraid that his soul would have returned to his destiny. How can such a mad and ambitious man leave him alive in the world? ”

Hearing this, Wanrou raised her head and looked at Zhang Bao, who was full of gentleness, clenched her small fists, plucked up her courage and said: "Yang Feng assassinated the master, but he deserves to die, but after all, he is the lover of the saint's childhood sweetheart, and the saint doesn't know Yang Feng's true face, so it's understandable for the saint to intercede for him, why don't you tell the saint?" ”

"Alas~"

Zhang Bao gently stroked her delicate little face, sighed, and a desolate smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Ning'er has grown up, and now that the war is imminent, I can't protect her all the time, in case I die on the battlefield one day, so there are some things she must judge by herself." ”

"No~"

Wanrou looked panicked, and hurriedly covered Zhang Bao's mouth with Qianqian's fine hand, and at the same time muttered in her mouth: "Bah, bad and bad spirit~"

Zhang Bao couldn't help but laugh and said: "The man's horse leather shroud, it is our fate to die on the battlefield~"

Looking at Wanrou's angry look in her eyes, she hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, I won't say it~"

"Hmm!"

Wanrou put away Xuan's anger at this time.

Zhang Bao continued what he had just said: "The reason why I looked at Ning Er coldly was to make her understand that some mistakes can be made and some mistakes cannot be made. Ning Er is the daughter of her brother and a saint in the Yellow Turban Army, and a saint must have the majesty of a saint. Yang Feng is arrogant and arrogant, which has caused many generals to be bored, but Ning Er, as a Yellow Turban Holy Maiden, ignores the emotions of the generals in the army, and pleads for personal feelings, how can she convince the public if she continues like this? ”

"You can tell her!"

"I have to tell her everything, so when will she grow up? I want Ning'er to understand that she is the daughter of her brother and the holy daughter of the Yellow Turban Army. In the face of the interests of the Yellow Turban Army, Ning'er, as a saint, must take the interests of the Yellow Turban Army as the starting point! And ~"

Zhang Bao pretended to be serious and looked at Wanrou and said, "Don't ask about the affairs in the army in the future!" ”

"Hmmm! Rou'er knows! ”

Wanrou was pitiful and nodded.

"Lord~"

"What?"

Suddenly, Dian Wei, who was exuding a fierce momentum, flashed in, and the two iron halberds on his back flashed with a faint dull light, only to see Dian Wei clenching his fists and saying sharply: "Ask to see you outside the military advisor's tent!" ”

"Come in!"

Zhang Bao nodded and said in a deep voice.

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Huguan, this majestic pass standing on Taihang Mountain, the dark city outline in the night is like a huge monster squatting on Taihang Mountain.

The breeze blows, all the silence, two torches are obliquely inserted into the gatehouse, sprinkling a dim firelight, illuminating the yellow turban soldiers who are keeping vigil on the city tower, most of them are in tattered clothes, tired and leaning against the female wall to sleep, even in their sleep, there are people with hideous faces, cold sweat, as if they are experiencing an iron-blooded battle.

The patrol soldiers on the city wall who had not rested were also tired, and the tip of the spear in their hands was a smear of red blood, and the blood stains that had not had time to be cleaned up, it was obvious that this place had experienced a bloody battle not long ago.

Guo Da, who was wearing a bloodstained armor, quietly walked up to the city wall with a cold face, and his red cloak fluttered with the cold wind. Zhou Canglong, who was full of thick beards, followed behind Guo Da in a hurry, and a team of indifferent soldiers with sharp spears in their hands also followed slowly.

"The villain knocks on General Guo~"

The patrol soldier suddenly saw Guo Da, a light flashed from his eyes, and he hurriedly stepped forward and saluted with one knee and fist. Guo Dayi grabbed his arm and said in a low voice: "You have worked hard, don't be polite, let the brothers sleep a little longer!" ”

"No!"

The soldier slowly stood up, respectfully stood aside, in the past few days in Huguan, Guo Da used his bravery and strategy to conquer this group of Yellow Turban soldiers full of murderous hearts.

"Is there any movement of the enemy army?"

Guo Da's cold eyes, cold as a hint of edge, shot straight into the open space outside the city wall, the dark void seemed to hide a hideous monster, ready to devour Huguan at any time.

"Back to the general, I haven't seen any changes!"

The patrolman bowed his head and said respectfully.

"Hmm!"

Guo Da turned his head and looked at the tired patrol in front of him, the cold color in his eyes gradually receded, and he said in a deep voice: "You are all good, and I will definitely ask the lord for credit for you!" ”

"General Xie~" (To be continued.) )