Sima Yi saw that his two sons looked frightened when they saw him, and shook his head helplessly. Over the years, he has exhausted the killing qi on his body, but he didn't expect to relapse into his old ways.

He twisted his beard and said in a deep voice: "This courtesy should be left to outsiders." Since I'm at home, there's no need to take off the mask and wear it hard, it's too heavy. Sima Zhao hurriedly asked, "Aren't you sad when your mother leaves?" Sima Yi sneered: "Naturally sad, when Emperor Wu was recruited as my father, I didn't want to be called like a lackey, so I pretended to have a stroke." Once, when I was drying books and suddenly encountered a rainstorm, I involuntarily went to collect the books and was seen by a maidservant girl in the family. Chunhua was worried that the leakage of this matter would cause disaster, so she killed the maidservant with her own hands, but it helped me a lot. ”

Sima Shi can't look at it, is the biological mother just a tool in the hands of his father? So he said: "Mother was still thinking about you at the moment before she died, why did you bury her so much." Sima Yi walked over slowly, and his tone was still flat: "You two haven't married yet?" Can you understand the love between men and women? I have been with your mother for more than ten years, not a sad sentence can be summed up, if I really face your mother's spirit card howling and crying, your mother will see it in the underworld, but will look down on me, and will regret marrying me. ”

Since his father had talked about this, Sima Shi had to change the subject, and he said with a straight face: "Compared to the death of your mother, aren't you worried about the situation in the northwest?" ”

Sima Yi said with a smile: "From the moment Cao Zhen's 100,000 army left Chang'an, the outcome of this war has been decided. Even though Zhuge Liang is a genius, he is helpless in the face of an army of 100,000. ”

"You can still laugh? is also a minister of Tuogu, but the saint is nepotistic and sent Cao Zhen to suppress you. ”

"Master, the gentleman is forbearing. Be patient, there will always be opportunities. With that, he wiped his neck towards Sima Shi, and when he saw his son nodding slightly, he immediately returned to the mourning hall.

No one noticed, and crystal tears spilled down the steps. The birds and finches are still informed, but what is the situation?

The next day, two more maids in Luoyang Sima Mansion committed suicide by jumping into a well, and it is said that the death was extremely horrific-

On the second day, after Jiang Wei woke up, he sent Yang Lan to lead 3,000 Qiang iron cavalry to Anding to meet the 3,000 defeated army. These Qiang cavalry each carried two horses, and once the two armies met, they were a cavalry force of 6,000 men. Jiang Wei combined the 500 remnants of Wang Ping's army, and a total of 3,000 cavalry went south to return to the Qishan camp.

The three thousand iron horsemen were all dressed in blue robes, and the "Wei character banner" was erected in the army. In order to prevent confusion with other Wei troops, Jiang Wei ordered the whole army to tie a red ribbon on the right arm. After a short rest, this iron cavalry force rushed to the north bank of Weishui in the starry night. Jiang Wei had an ominous premonition that Ma Jian was very likely to be caught by Zhang He.

A few days later, at dusk. The sky is low and gloomy. The wind is lonely and miserable. Ten thousand horses are howling in the west wind, and a one-sided massacre is being staged on the wide Weihe Plain.

Zhang He was like an experienced old hunter, and after waiting for nearly half a month on the north bank of the Wei River, 20,000 Bingzhou wolves finally waited for their prey. Under the remnant sun, Ma Tan led 5,000 Shu troops to flee in a hurry, and was about to build a bridge to cross the river. Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves knocking on the ground was incessant, and the sound was like thunder. The wind swept up a gust of wind and sand and blew across Ma Tan's face, and Ma Jian couldn't help but squint his eyes. Under the faint sunlight, he found that countless Wei army iron horsemen were surging from all directions like savage monsters, and before these Shu troops who had long been frightened reacted, they surrounded them tightly.

"The Shu army has been surrounded."

"Lay down your arms and stop your senseless resistance."

"Those who capture Ma Jian alive will be rewarded with thousands of gold and sealed ten thousand households"

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, blowing away Ma Tan's hairpins, and the long scattered hair covered his pale face. Ma Tan was shocked and asked softly, "Who is the enemy commander?" As soon as the words fell, Zhang He came to the front of the Shu army as if he had a heart in his heart, and shouted loudly: "Zhang He, the general of the Great Wei Zhenxi, has been waiting here for a long time, can Ma join the army come out to see him?" The old man's voice passed through the entire Shu army formation, and there was a power that shocked people's souls.

Ma Jian laughed wildly, and then looked up to the sky and sighed: "The sky is going to die." After saying that, he walked slowly through the military formation and said: "Ma Tan is willing to surrender, but I implore the general to spare these soldiers." They were all stuck here because I didn't command them properly. Zhang He nodded and said, "If you are a man, then your head will belong to me." With that, he drew the wolf's tooth arrow from the quiver and drew his bow to shoot.

Ma Yan's face showed a look of horror, he slowly closed his eyes, his face turned pale, and his legs trembled slightly. But he finally gritted his teeth, and was stunned that he didn't spit out half a word begging for mercy from his mouth. His teeth had bitten through his lips and he was bleeding blood, but he didn't say a word. Seeing this, Zhang He nodded slightly, this person is indeed a man, a person who can die with anger, no matter what, he is worthy of respect.

"Heaven, if anyone can help Ma Jian survive this catastrophe, I am willing to serve this person to death." Ma Tan secretly swore in his heart.

There is such a coincidental thing in the world, Ma Jian just swore to the sky, and God really appeared.

Suddenly, the sound of a hurried military horn sounded in the western sky, Zhang He put down the treasure carving bow and followed the prestige, only to see that on the bleak wasteland, a horse was rushing towards the Wei army's iron cavalry. I saw that the knight was wearing an inky black ghost mask, his blue robe fluttering in the wind, the tip of the silver moon spear was held high above the top, and the war horse under his crotch galloped in the wind, roaring in the sky. The green battle flag showed a big word "Shu" under the residual sun.

Behind the knight, a full sunset hung alone on the vast horizon, and the dim afterglow fell on him, as if a dark red flame burned faintly around the knight.

"Why is there only one person?" Adjutant General Hao Zhao shouted in surprise. He rode to the periphery of the military formation, and happened to see the vast wasteland in the distance, the flamboyant Shu army flag swept like the wind, he held the scimitar at his waist tightly, and a burning heat that could not be calmed down flowed in his dark eyes, and the blood was already boiling.

What courage and self-confidence it takes to ride alone.

Zhang He ordered 10,000 wolf horsemen to quickly kill the Shu army in the encirclement: "Except for Ma Yan, don't let anyone go." With that, he stepped on his horse, supported by the sergeant, and looked down into the distance. A thin but extremely powerful figure gradually approached him.

Zhang He glanced at it, and a trace of remembrance suddenly flashed in his eyes. Decades ago, on the slope of Dangyang Changsaka, there was also a stunned young man who was so bold.

Jiang Wei grabbed the horse's belly fiercely, urging the horse to gallop forward, and the smoke and dust rolled up behind him. Obscuring the glorious remnant sun, the wasteland beneath his feet receded like a tide. Huo Ran looked up and saw the vast Bingzhou wolf rider holding a scimitar, eyeing him.