In Yi'an City, a young man with a majestic appearance sat at the top of the hall with a solemn expression. This young man has a strong physique, and at first glance, his waist circumference is not much smaller than that of Dian Wei, and his arms placed on the table are like two thick cylinders, and the green tendons that rise can be seen on his arms from time to time, which is terrifying. This person is the commander of the Qingzhou Yellow Turban, Long Wu.

"Dashuai, Anqiu, Chang'an, and Gaomi, there has been no news in the past few days, and the Tanma sent to check has not returned. Could it be that something happened? Under the hall, a middle-aged man wearing a Confucian robe with a thief's eyebrows and a rat face twisted the curled beard on one side of his lips and said to Long Wu, who looked at him flatteringly.

Hearing the middle-aged man's voice, Long Wu, who was in deep thought, raised his head, frowned, and stared at him like this, as if he had thought of something, a trace of disgust flashed in Long Wu's eyes.

Hu Jian, the middle-aged man with a thief's eyebrows and a rat's face, saw that Long Wu was frowning and staring at him, and there seemed to be some disgust in his eyes, so he wanted to retreat to his seat and sit down.

"Hu Jian, last time I was busy with something, so I handed over the property I recovered from Yanzhou to you for distribution. But you seem to be misassigned, right? I obviously explained that Zhang Rong's side is more than Wang Bi and Li Hun. Why did someone tell me that the property you gave Zhang Rong was less than that of Wang Bi and Li Hun? When Hu Jian's ass was about to touch his seat, Long Wu, who was at the top, asked lightly.

Long Wu's light tone, although to others sounded, it was a little salty. But when it reached Hu Jian's ears, it was as cold as the sound of the Nine Shadows.

After Hu Jian heard this, the buttocks that had not yet stuck to the seat, as if there was something sharp under the seat, stood up tremblingly, and then walked out with a sweat stain in the surprised eyes of everyone in the hall, bowed down to the head of Long Wu and said in a trembling voice: "Dashuai spare your life!" It's really that Zhang Rong treats people too aggressively, so I am dissatisfied and divide my wealth less. ”

"I don't care if you have any personal grudges with Zhang Rong, in my place, if you have merit, you will be rewarded, and if you have a fault, you will be punished! Zhang Rong contributed a lot in the Battle of Yanzhou, and he was also responsible for breaking off our army, which was his contribution to sharing more than one percent of his wealth. You Hu Jian, because of personal grudges, took advantage of your power and twisted the law for personal gain, this is wrong. Punish you with forty military sticks, can you be convinced?! Ignoring Hu Jian's explanation, Long Wu spoke again.

Although the forty military sticks are beaten, he will definitely break his skin. But compared to saving his life, such a result has already been calculated. Thinking of this, Hu Jian hurriedly spoke: "The handsome reward and punishment are clear, Hu Jian is convinced!" ”

For Hu Jian's sycophant, Long Wu was obviously a little uninterested, and seeing that he was willing to accept the punishment, he said to the guards guarding outside the hall: "Pull down and be punished!" Forty rods of war, not a single rod is missing. ”

Outside the hall, Hu Jian's screams of military sticks came in. Long Wu thought of what Hu Jian had mentioned just now, and asked the people below, "Has there been any movement from Xuzhou recently?" ”

Long Wu's questioning made the generals below a little confused, and they didn't know what his intention was in asking like this.

"What does the marshal mean is that the reason why the three cities have not moved is because Xuzhou has sent troops?" Just when no one in the hall replied, a young general stood up and said to Long Wu above.

Looking at the young general who spoke back, a faint smile appeared on Long Wu's unsmiling face. This young player is his own brother, Long Yi. In the past few years since he returned to the land of China from overseas, the follower of the year has now had a trace of the appearance of a young general.

"It may not be as simple as sending troops, I'm afraid those three cities have already been taken by Sun Ling's sword battalion!" Long Wu said to Long Yi with a solemn face.

"How is that possible? It's only been a few days! Besides, those three cities were also guarded by hundreds of thousands of troops, how could they be broken down silently like this?! After getting Long Wu's answer, Long Yi said with a face full of disbelief.

Seeing that his younger brother didn't believe it, Long Wu didn't say anything more. An army of hundreds of thousands? Although it sounds quite scary, Long Wu knows that under the iron cavalry of those black-armored cavalry, the yellow turbans with low combat effectiveness are just scary numbers, and if they really encounter it, they may be shattered at the first touch.

"Dashuai, it's not good! Outside the city, there are 10,000 iron cavalry of the sword battalion attacking! Just when everyone in the hall was still shocked by the news that Long Wu said, a yellow turban soldier ran in with a panicked look and said to Long Wu above.

It's coming so fast! Hearing this soldier's report, Long Wu suddenly stood up and looked at the generals below who looked panicked, thinking so.

Coming to the head of the city with all the generals in the hall, Long Wu looked at the 10,000 murderous Iron Cavalry of the Overlord Sword Battalion under the city, and couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness in his heart. In the face of such an army, even if he has 200,000 yellow turbans, at most he can only fight for both defeats, and wanting to win is tantamount to a fool's dream.

Looking at the iron cavalry of the sword battalion under the city, Long Wu seemed to have a sense in his heart at this time, and suddenly withdrew his gaze from those iron cavalry and put it on the five people in front of the formation.

Pressure! In the bodies of three of them, Long Wu felt a trace of pressure from his opponent. However, this was not what Long Wu cared about the most, what made him care the most was that he actually felt frightened by the old lady in front of the battle. Although it was unbelievable that an old lady could make herself feel frightened, Long Wu was sure that his instincts would never be wrong.

Finally, there was the man in silver armor and carrying a fine iron spear. Compared to the feelings of the four people in front of him, in addition to feeling the bloody killing intent that came out of him faintly, Long Wu found that he couldn't see through him.

Long Wu looked at Sun Ling and the others on the top of the city, and they also noticed Long Wu on the head of the city for the first time. This is a kind of mutual induction between martial artists, and those with high strength can feel each other's presence just by looking at each other.

"I'm Sun Ling! This time I came to talk to Long Wu, the commander here, I don't know if you can let me wait to enter the city?! Driving the white dragon horse out of front of the formation, Sun Ling raised his head, shouted at the city.

It turned out that this person was Sun Ling! Seeing Sun Ling wearing silver armor, he rode his horse out of front of the formation and shouted. Only then did Long Wu know that the person he couldn't see through before turned out to be him.

"Champion Hou, does this think I'm so easy to deceive? If we really let you, the iron horse of the Ten Thousand Tyrant Sword Battalion, enter the city, wouldn't it be self-defeating? Without waiting for Long Wu to speak, Long Yi heard Sun Ling's words and said sarcastically.

"Hahaha! This little general can rest assured, naturally he will not let you open the city and let me into the sword battalion, at this time, I am here to talk about things, not necessarily to meet with swords! Just put down the gondola and pick me up with them and go into town! Hearing the irony of this young general, Sun Ling was not annoyed, but smiled and pointed to Zhang Yan and Mrs. Zhang behind him, and said to the young general.

After Long Yi heard Sun Ling's reply, he couldn't help but look stunned. He never thought that Sun Ling would want to take the two of them into danger. Are they really here to talk? Thinking of this, Long Yi looked at Long Wu, who was silent, beside him as if he was inquiring.

"Put down the three hanging baskets and pick them up!" Under Long Yi's inquiring gaze, Long Wu spoke.

After receiving Long Wu's order, the Yellow Turban soldiers at the head of the city put down the three hanging baskets. Then Sun Ling took Zhang Yan's mother and son, and in the eyes of everyone, he didn't even bring weapons, so he jumped on the hanging basket and let those yellow turban soldiers pull them up.

"Take them down for me!" As soon as Sun Ling and the three of them were standing at the head of the city, a yellow turban general beside Long Wu opened his mouth and ordered to the soldiers beside him.

Seeing the yellow turban soldiers at the head of the city, under the order of the yellow turban general, they all surrounded the three of them. Zhang Yan was murderously protected in front of Sun Ling, while Old Lady Zhang stood there with her eyes closed, not knowing what she was thinking. However, Sun Ling's appearance at this time was a little free, just hugging his shoulders like that, and looking at the yellow turban soldiers who were coming.

Seeing that the Yellow Turban soldiers were about to approach Zhang Yan, the old lady Zhang, who had closed her eyes, opened her eyes, looked at Long Wu, and said in a cold voice: "When did the descendants of the Long family become so poor?" Tell these little rabbit cubs to stay away from the Hou Ye, otherwise don't blame the old woman for ignoring the love between the two families of Nian Zhanglong and letting the blood flow here! ”

For that general's order, Long Wu didn't stop it, originally he was watching with the mentality of watching Sun Ling's reaction. At this time, when she heard Mrs. Zhang's words, she didn't think much about it, and hurriedly stepped forward and kicked away a few Yellow Turban soldiers who were approaching the three of them, and shouted: "Stand down for me!" ”

Waved away those Yellow Turban soldiers, and in the stunned eyes of everyone in the city, Long Wu came to the old lady Zhang, bowed down and said, "Dare to ask the old lady who is from the Zhang family?" ”

The thoughts of everyone in the city, Long Wu can't care about it anymore. Because of the words of the old lady in front of him, his heart has set off turbulent waves, when he first returned to the land of China, he followed the ancestral teachings to find the whereabouts of the Zhang family, but a few years have passed, although he has hundreds of thousands of yellow scarves in his hand, the news he got is that the Zhang family's own family has disappeared, as if the world has evaporated, disappeared.

Unexpectedly, this terrifying old lady in the city not only recognized herself as the heir of the Long family, but also expressed the love between the two families of Zhang and Long. These things, except for the descendants of Zhang Long's two families, no one else can know. Therefore, Long Wu could conclude that the old lady in front of him definitely had a lot to do with the Zhang family.

"Humph! Now that the Zhang family is in the same lineage, only the old woman and Sihan are left, who do you say the old woman is? Hearing Long Wu's words, Old Lady Zhang pointed at Zhang Yan and said to him with a snort.

Sihan! Hearing this name, Long Wu looked at Zhang Yan and suddenly came to his senses, so the identities of the two of them came out.

"The fifteenth generation of the Long family, the descendant of Long Wu, has seen Mrs. Zhang!" After confirming the identity of Old Lady Zhang, Long Wu bowed respectfully to her again and said.

"Heh, your Long family still remembers the affection of my Zhang family, but I didn't look down on it because the Zhang family only had our two orphans and widows, which is rare! But this time, our mother and son are accompanying the Hou Ye to talk about things, talk about the old things, and talk about it in the future! Seeing that Long Wu confirmed his identity, he was quite respectful, and Mrs. Zhang's face, which had been cold, also warmed slightly, and pointed at Sun Ling and said to Long Wu.

After being reminded by Mrs. Zhang, Long Wu remembered that Sun Ling had said that there was something to talk about. Although he didn't know why the Zhang family followed Sun Ling, seeing their attitude towards Sun Ling, Long Wu didn't dare to slack off on this matter.

Welcoming the three into the hall, Long Wu waved away the generals, leaving only his younger brother Long Yi. Then he looked at Sun Ling and asked, "Since Master Hou is here, I want to come to Anqiu, Chang'an, and Gaomi, and the three cities have all been captured, right?" I don't know what Lord Hou wants to talk about when he comes this time? ”

"It's easy to talk to someone who understands! Since Dashuai is so straightforward, I won't hide it from you. This time I came to persuade the marshal, as well as the 200,000 yellow scarves in the city! Seeing that Long Wu was not a straw bag, Sun Ling looked at him with a light smile and explained the purpose of this trip.