Chengdu.

In the splendid hall that once belonged to Liu Zhang, at this moment, it was the young Liu Feng who was on top.

A second prince in the world who rose in the cracks at a miraculous speed.

"Lord Qi, Huang Beijia came to report, Liu Xun and Zhang Ren of Ruocheng have handed over their military power, and they are now rushing to Chengdu to meet the lord."

The news reported by the attendants made Liu Feng and the old and new ministers present secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Even Liu Feng, who has always been confident, is not completely sure whether Zhang Ren will surrender.

This veteran who is famous for his fierceness, in the past history, after the city was broken, he would rather die than surrender to Liu Bei.

If you can't gain control by peaceful means, I'm afraid that you will have to go through some twists and turns to pacify the entire Yizhou.

Therefore, Zhang Ren's surrender made all Liu Feng's worries disappear.

Liu Feng immediately ordered that Zhang be promoted to the rank of general of the court, and because of Liu Xun's meritorious service, he added a county of food for his Liu family, and ordered him to move to Gong'an City with his father.

Previously, when Zhang Ren and other generals did not surrender, Liu Feng was afraid that the persecution was too tight, prompting him to surrender to Liu Bei, and now Zhang Ren surrendered, Liu Feng then did his best in Chengdu, and rushed to Luocheng in the starry night to prepare for a big battle against Liu Bei.

Liu Feng brought only 20,000 soldiers and horses from Jingzhou, since entering Shu, has surrendered Meng Da, Yan Yan, Jiang Wan and Chengdu Liu Zhang's Zhulu surrender army, and now plus the 20,000 troops in Yucheng, Liu Feng's total strength in Yizhou has been nearly 80,000.

Although 60,000 of them were Yizhou soldiers, and the military spirit was not completely subordinate, the number of soldiers and horses alone was enough to form an overwhelming advantage over Liu Beijun.

A day later, Liu Feng led the troops of Chengdu to arrive in Luocheng, and together with the 20,000 troops surrendered by Huang Quan, a total of 50,000 troops, they advanced to the north.

This time, Liu Bei once again played his specialty.

When Liu Feng's army did not arrive in Luocheng, Liu Bei led his main force to resolutely withdraw his troops to the north, and gave up Mianzhu, Fuxian, Zitong County and other southern counties of Zitong all the way, and retreated to the north of Jiange in one go.

When Liu Feng chased to the Sword Pavilion Pass non-stop, he learned that Liu Bei's main force had retreated to Jiameng, and only Zhao Yun led 2,000 people to the north of the Sword Pavilion to break off, and slowly retreated.

It was not until this time that Liu Feng suddenly realized that Liu Bei, an old and slippery guy, was going to repeat his old tricks again, and was ready to fool Zhang Lu in Hanzhong.

With Liu Feng's current strength, he hoped that Liu Bei would be angry and determined to fight him to the death on the Chengdu Plain.

The reality is that Liu Bei, as always, was sober-minded, decisively withdrew from the plains, and concentrated the main force between the Daba Mountains on the first line of Baishui Pass, Jiameng Pass and Langzhong, and put on a posture of defending against danger.

As soon as Liu Bei made a turtle with a shrunken head, Liu Feng had nothing to do.

Under the circumstance that Yizhou is settled and the people's hearts are returned to the pacification, it is obviously not in the interests of using a large army to attack the dangerous pass that has been consumed for a long time.

What's more, Liu Bei is now relying on Zhang Lu in the north, with Hanzhong as the backing, if he forcibly attacks, it will easily cause Zhang Lu's fierce reaction and add a new enemy.

And now, the Sword Pavilion Xiongguan is already in its own hands, with this road to Chengdu, the most important and dangerous Guancheng, without too many soldiers and horses, it is enough to resist the attack from northern Sichuan and protect the safety of the Chengdu Plain.

Therefore, after weighing it up repeatedly, Liu Feng decided to stop the offensive and concentrate on recovering from the wounds of the war in Yizhou, reassuring the people, and consolidating his rule over Yizhou.

However, when he heard that the main commander of Liu Beijun's broken army would be Zhao Yun, Liu Feng had a flash of inspiration and suddenly had an idea.

…………………………………… The jagged clouds lay limply on the horizon, and a fiery sunset shot out of the cracks in the clouds, as if a wounded man was bleeding.

Under the bloody sun, Zhao Yun rode a white horse, carrying a silver spear upside down, and slowly walked at the back of the team.

Looking back at the south again, he seemed to see the end of the mountain, Chengdu, the city of dreams, waving goodbye to him.

After fighting bloodily for so long, in the end, he still couldn't set foot in that city, and even his original home was gone.

There have been countless bloody battles, but in the end, it is still a bubble.

With a light sigh, Zhao Yun turned his head and continued to move forward silently.

Fang walked a few steps, and suddenly there was a small movement in the eardrums, as slight as dust on the ground, and no one heard of the tired soldiers, only a peerless martial artist like Zhao Yun could perceive it.

It was the sound of horses' hooves galloping.

It's a chaser!

Zhao Yun's handsome face was instantly murderous, and he immediately ordered the whole army to stop advancing and prepare to meet the enemy.

The previous scout reported that Liu Fengtun's army stationed in the Sword Pavilion was already returning to the south.

Based on experience, Zhao Yun judged from the sound of horses' hooves that the number of this enemy army was at most more than 1,000, and it should not be the main force of the enemy.

Zhao Yun had 2,000 soldiers and horses in his hands, and he had this absolute confidence to retreat this small group of enemy troops chasing after him.

A moment later, on the southbound road, there was indeed dust, and judging from the intensity of the dust and fog, Zhao Yun's judgment was not wrong.

Just when Zhao Yun was immediately ready for a big battle, the surging dust and fog on the opposite side suddenly stopped.

When the dust settled, a group of about 1,000 people stopped at 300 paces.

Zhao Yun's heart immediately swelled with a trace of suspicion.

Looking at the enemy formation, there are at least about 300 cavalry, and this advantage exists, and if there is an engagement, the art of war should take advantage of the momentum of the cavalry to attack.

Such a sudden stop is either that the enemy general does not know the art of war, or that he has ulterior motives.

Sure enough, I saw the enemy in the formation, and quickly rushed out.

The enemy cavalry who was not armed with weapons came close to the formation of more than 20 paces, and shouted loudly at this side: "General Zhao Zilong is here, my lord, Yizhou Mu and the former general want to talk to General Zilong in front of the single cavalry formation." ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Yun's expression suddenly changed slightly.

Zhao Yunwan didn't expect that it would be Liu Feng himself who led the army on the other side. Moreover, he asked for a one-man meeting like this, and it seemed that he had come for this purpose.

Zhao Yun groaned slightly, and said loudly: "Back to your family, General Liu, I also happen to have something to talk to him, and I will talk to him before the battle." ”

The knight responded, and the horse ran back to his ranks.

Not long after, in the midst of the enemy formation, he saw a white-robed general slowly coming out of the battle, Zhao Yun knew that it was Liu Feng, and immediately shot out.

In the wilderness, under the remnant sun, the two horsemen were ten paces apart and stopped at the same time.

After a few years, the two people who used to fight side by side on the slope of Nagasaka finally met again in such a way in this foreign land.

When he saw that familiar face again, Zhao Yun's mood was quite complicated.

Even if he betrayed Liu Bei, even if he took away Jingzhou, even if he killed Guan Yu, even if he once again forced Liu Bei and himself into a state of despair...... From the bottom of his heart, Zhao Yun did not have the slightest hatred for Liu Feng.

Among all of them, perhaps Zhao Yun is the one who knows Liu Feng the most, starting from Changbanpo, he has witnessed how Liu Feng was suspected all the way, and was finally forced to embark on the "road of no return".

But all this does not change the fact that they have become enemies.

For a different position, Zhao Yun had no choice but to be the enemy of his former friend.

"Uncle Yun, I haven't seen you for a long time, you're a lot older."

With a peaceful gaze, staring at the peerless military general opposite who had the grace of passing on martial arts to him, Liu Feng took the lead in breaking the silence.

Zhao Yun smiled faintly, "The years are ruthless, and people will eventually get old." But you're more mature than you used to be. ”

Liu Feng sighed lightly and said with a wry smile: "Being in danger, worrying about death all the time and having no place to bury, I can't help but be immature." ”

Zhao Yun didn't speak again, and his eyes caught sight of the heavy gun in Liu Feng's hand.

Suddenly, all kinds of old things from the past came to my heart like a tide.

Liu Feng had insight into his thoughts, so he put the heavy gun in front of the horse, stroked the rusty handle of the gun, and said with emotion: "I still remember that Uncle Yun gave me this magic weapon, and he once said that you will hold this gun and dominate the world before the age of thirty." Although I have not been able to dominate the world now, I have achieved a small success, and this divine weapon has not insulted its prestige in the hands of my Liu Feng. ”

Liu Feng did not insult the prestige of this heavy spear, he used this spear to kill Zhou Cang, defeat Guan Yu, and force Liu Bei into a corner until today.

Zhao Yun back then was indeed full of expectations for Liu Feng, but this ending was not what Zhao Yun wanted.

Life is a great irony.

"If I had expected this to be the situation today, I am afraid that I would not have given you this heavy gun. Ah Feng, what you have achieved is not what I expected at all, do you really have no regrets in your heart? ”

Zhao Yun's tone was both helpless and a little resentful.

Liu Feng's expression was calm, and he said lightly: "I remember that day when Uncle Yun came to my tent late at night and reminded me that Mi Zhu might be suspicious of me, you once said at that time that we should be above board, but we should have a clear conscience. Uncle Yun, everything I do is with a clear conscience, so why regret it. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Yun also knew that there was no need to say these useless words again, so he said: "Okay, anyway, it's too late to say anything now." But I don't know if you're here today, just to catch up with me, or if you're going to kill me. ”

"Although there was no formal apprenticeship back then, Uncle Yun has the grace to pass on martial arts to me, and I came here today to formally say thank you to Uncle Yun, Uncle Yun, please accept my gift."

After saying that, Liu Feng clenched his fists and bowed deeply immediately.

This worship made Zhao Yun sigh, and many old things came to his mind again, but in the end, it could only turn into endless silence.

After thanking him, Liu Feng wanted to turn back and retreat, but suddenly remembered something and hurriedly took out a letter from his arms.

"I almost forgot, I have a handwritten letter from Mrs. Xu here, so I asked Uncle Yun to forward it to Mr. Xu Yuanzhi on my behalf, and say hello to him for me by the way."

As he spoke, Liu Feng threw the letter in the air and flew out, and Zhao Yun reached out with his arm and took it in his hand lightly.

"Uncle Yun, you are so self-cherishing, don't leave it at that."

Without further words, Liu Feng turned around and turned his horse and galloped away.

(To be continued)