"Huh." Zhao Fan stopped nagging, because he found that Zhang Quan, Zhao Yun, Zhou Cang, Hu Che'er, and the soldiers who were watching Hu Che'er and Bao Long were all looking at him motionlessly and stunned, like looking at fools.

"What's going on?" Zhao Fan found the strangeness of the atmosphere, of course, it was more embarrassing than himself, and put on the temperament of the city lord of Guiyang, glanced at the soldiers in the barracks and Zhang Quan, Zhao Yun, Zhou Cang, Hu Che'er, and said more majestically.

Some of Guiyang's soldiers reacted, and a clever little step ran to Zhao Fan's side and whispered a few words.

After listening to this, Zhao Fan walked a few steps towards Zhang Quan and said, "I don't know what Your Excellency did when you came to my Guiyang barracks and injured my general?" Saying that, the soldiers had spontaneously surrounded the four of them, and Zhao Fan acquiesced.

Zhou Cang and Hu Che'er were already preparing to attack the soldiers who surrounded them, and Zhao Yun was closely guarding Zhang Quan's side. The aura of Zhou Cang and Hu Che'er's median dragon bloodline emanated, and the air had a tendency to be condensed; With the force of Zhou Cang and Hu Che'er, the slaughter of Guiyang City could not be done, and there was no problem for Zhang Quan and his party to retreat with their whole body.

Zhang Quan blocked in front of the three of them, told them to relax, and then walked into Zhao Fan, looking directly into his eyes, his eyes were as clear as a baby (indicating sincerity), and a crystal light could be seen in his eyes.

Everyone looked at Zhang Quan quietly, and Zhao Fan suddenly noticed the silence of the environment, looked at Zhang Quan, who had not yet spoken, looked at Zhang Quan's blood-golden eyes, but felt that there was an invisible pressure enveloping him, as a low-ranking bloodline of the Dragon Clan, Zhao Fan inexplicably had a kind of fear, the words of this young man in front of him would change his fate, was it the person sent by Liu Biao to replace my Guiyang Taishou?

"We're here," Mr. Zhang said, "to join the army." ”

Sure enough, we are here, Zhao Fan heard this, and his worldview collapsed, by the way, Liu Biao was raised by his nanny, is it easy for Lao Tzu to develop Guiyang, a poor and remote country, Guiyang is prosperous, so he unloaded Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu......

Wait, he said, they're here to join the army. Zhao Fan gasped, his collapsed worldview was not restored, he just wanted to barely stick to it piece by piece like a broken ceramic, he suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness, and his tired expression was slightly expressed.

"This is my brother Zhao Yun, who originally served under Gongsun Baima; My name is Zhao Quan, and I have a little bit of intelligence. After the defeat of General Gongsun, the two of us decided to go south to recuperate and recuperate, and then make plans. These two are the heroes we met on the way south, Zhou Che'er and Hu Cang, who are quite martial arts. We heard that the mountains around Guiyang were raging, and we wanted to come here to join the army and ask for our lives. Zhang Quan continued.

"Oh," Zhao Fan said pretending to be profound, "then what did this Hu Zhuang do to hurt my general Bao Long?" ”

"Oh, it turns out that the goods are the famous fierce general Bao Long, I thought it was a juggler." Zhang Quan pretended not to know and didn't care.

"You!" Zhao Fan was angry and said a short sentence.

Zhang Quan didn't care about Zhao Fan's reaction, and then the old god said comfortably: "My brother and I and the two heroes were originally going to come to Guiyang to join the army to fight against Shanyue, but on the way here, we didn't encounter a rebellion of the Shanyue tribe, and Guiyang City is extraordinarily prosperous, comparable to Xu Du (one-tenth)," Zhang Quan paused, looked at Zhao Fan, and found that his eyes had already shone, and when he saw Zhang Quan stop, his lips moved slightly, vaguely, go on, go on, Zhang Quan continued: "I think it's Zhao Cheng who governs the country, oh no, he is in power, Using Sun Tzu's concept of governing the army without a fight, he reached the ideal of the ancient Yellow Emperor and the Four Emperors. (In fact, those Shanyue tribes who were so poor that they wanted to rebel were all dragged by Zhang Quan to Tuntian, and they had a living environment of living and working in peace and contentment, who would have nothing to do to rebel and joke with their lives.) ）

Zhao Fan was so happy that his face had already blossomed. is originally a short-sighted person who likes to listen to compliments, but there is no wonderful person around him to compliment him, and this kind of person (for example, Yuan Shao) relies on compliments that others can't feel.

Zhao Fan had already put Bao Long or something aside, just wanting to keep Zhang Quan by his side.

"Therefore, my brother Zhao Yun and I both think that the city lord of Zhao will rule the world sooner or later, and we have come to defect, and we are from our own family, so we hope that we can get some care." Zhang Quan said that after finishing speaking, he really wanted to vomit, and before entering Guiyang, he was still thinking about whether it was too straightforward to say this, only people with a little IQ could see that he was premeditated, otherwise he would also notice that this was an unrealistic compliment. However, looking at Zhao Fan's appearance, Zhang Quan still overestimated his IQ.

"No problem, no problem," Zhao Fan said happily: "If Mr. has any requests, just say it directly, don't be polite." ”

"Just now, this Brother Hu injured Bao Long, the general under the city lord, and I think the city lord will pay for it instead of Brother Hu." Zhang Quan said and bowed his hand to Zhao Fan, and then turned to look at Bao Long, who was still lying on the ground and fainted.

Only then did Zhao Fan notice that Bao Long, who had fainted, was still lying on the ground, and hurriedly said, "You, you, yes, yes, yes, it's just a few of you, carry Bao Long's goods to his tent, and then ask for a military doctor." ”

Zhang Quan waited for him to finish his order, and then said: "Just now, Hu Haojie and General Bao competed in martial arts in front of everyone, and they were able to beat General Bao, presumably his martial arts city lord should be able to see it." ”

"You can see it, you can see it." Zhao Fan said.

"And this Zhou Haojie," Zhang Quan pulled over the inconspicuous Zhou Cang next to Zhang Quan, "between Wuyi and Hu Haojie, I want to ask the city lord for a lieutenant on their behalf." ”

"Okay." Zhao Fan said. That Zhou Che'er is estimated to be Mr.'s house slave, but in order to please Mr., a school captain is nothing.

"There is also my brother Zhao Yun, who once rode alone to save Gongsun Zan of Youzhou, I don't know if the city lord has heard of it?" Zhang Quan said.

"Uh......", I haven't heard of it.

"I foolishly think that my brother has the courage of ten thousand people, and he is enough to be the Sima of the Guiyang Army." Zhang Quan said.

"Jun Sima? Sole control of the military? No way. "I have to say that Zhao Fan is still qualified as a city lord, and he is more sensitive to things like being in charge of military power alone. But what Zhao Fan wanted was not to be framed with air power, but: Damn, hand over my soldiers to this silver-spear wax-headed and powdery little student in front of me, then my soldiers must not be coated with rouge one by one.

"Don't worry, let the city lord see my brother's skills first." Turning to the surrounding soldiers, "You guys come together to attack my brother." As he spoke, he pulled Zhao Fan, Zhou Cang, and Hu Che'er out of the encirclement.

Zhang Quan asked dozens of people to besiege Zhao Yun, not only to show Zhao Yun's strength to Zhao Fan, but he also wanted to test Zhao Yun's depth.

Although Zhang Quan and Zhao Yun have been together for half a year, Zhao Yun just followed Zhang Quan to "walk", instead of wanting to follow Liao Hua, Zhou Cang and others. Although Zhang Quan and Zhao Yun get along with each other and can often feel very comfortable in Yizhong, Zhang Quan's memory of Zhao Yun in his previous life is too deep - the record of the half-breed is that Zhao Yun is the second king of the dragon clan, the white king, who slaughtered more than fifty pure-blood dragons in Changbanpo, and he betrayed the entire dragon clan.

However, when Zhang Quan actually returned to the Three Kingdoms, he found that in this world ruled by half-bloods, Zhao Yun turned out to be a pure-blood human like himself.

There are too many mysteries in Zhao Yun. Is history distorting him, Zhao Yun was originally a pure-blooded human, relying on exquisite martial arts to create a world in the world of half-bloods? Or was he originally the White King, but he hid his bloodline, so that everyone who came into contact with him, including Zhang Quan, who was extremely familiar with the bloodline of the dragon clan, could only think that he was a pure-blood human? Furthermore, in the absence of dragon blood, to what extent can the human body only rely on its own strength?

Zhang Quan looked at Zhao Yun with kindness, although Zhang Quan was proficient in thick black science, and he had always felt deep malice towards this world, but he couldn't change the most essential kindness in his heart. No matter who Zhao Yun is, or what kind of dragon he is, until now Zhao Yun is good to Zhang Quan, and Zhang Quan also maintains a good impression of Zhao Yun, Zhang Quan asked with a smile:

"No problem, although you are also a pure-blood human, you can't compare to a weak scholar like me!"

Zhao Yun nodded relaxedly, turned around and picked up a wooden gun on the weapon rack, and stood majestically in the circle, closing his eyes, his breathing slowed down, and the momentum he exuded seemed to form a square circle. In this realm, he is God.

The surrounding soldiers were affected by Zhao Yun's momentum, and some of them had become timid. A soldier rushed towards Zhao Yun with an iron spear at first, the sharp iron spear was like a sharp arrow, and the tip of the spear flashed with a cold light; The surrounding soldiers also attacked Zhao Yun one after another with guns, halberds, and swords.

The first soldier's iron spear stabbed at Zhao Yun, Zhao Yun did not dodge, nor blocked, but the tip of the wooden spear stabbed at the soldier's head, staring at each other, but it was the move that ended up together.

Zhang Quan was relieved of Zhao Yun's martial arts and didn't care; And Zhou Cang next to him was anxious for Zhao Yun, usually Zhao Yun encountered this situation by directly dodging and then lightly spearing behind the opponent's back; And Zhao Fan was secretly glad that he didn't let this pink gun wax head be my military commander.

But Zhou Cang Zhao Fan didn't feel the feelings of the soldier who stabbed Zhao Yun, he looked at the tip of the spear that stabbed directly and Zhao Yun's handsome face, as if he saw the handsome Death Reaper looking at him. A sense of fear instantly enveloped his whole body, and he became cowardly, and he dodged with a gun.