The Cao soldiers below were blurred by these falling rocks and sassal wood, and they still didn't know fear, and when they saw the death of the one in front of them, they were immediately made up.

Guo Jia looked at the scene in front of him, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he looked at Cao Cao like looking at another monster.

Cao Cao noticed Guo Jia's gaze and shrugged his shoulders disappreciatively, Guo Jia's face twitched, and he withdrew his gaze to look at the battle.

"Fengxiao, it's time, the play is almost done, I think Zihe and the others should be on their way to Gepo." Cao Cao suddenly looked up at the sky and said in a deep voice.

"Lord, you are really willing, knowing that you are acting, you still attack so desperately, the loss is not ......small," Guo Jia looked at the smile on Cao Cao's face and said.

"Haha, these are the Yellow Turban thieves who have just surrendered! When Runan is captured, these dead soldiers can be replenished immediately, and this deal is worth it! Cao Cao laughed, and there was no trace of unbearability between his eyebrows.

Seeing this, Guo Jia's heart jumped, and he shook his head speechlessly, and asked the sergeant to go to Mingjin to collect the troops.

A golden sound came, and Cao Bing, who was still attacking wildly just now, immediately retreated like a tide.

General Liu Pizhong looked at the retreating Cao Bing and breathed a sigh of relief, at this time, the Runan City Gate was hit with thousands of holes, if the rushing car hit a few more times, I was afraid that the city gate would collapse.

"Quick, you hurry up and repair the city, and add more bows and arrows! Boiling oil! Mullet! Falling rocks! Liu Bi was afraid that Cao Bing would launch another round of fierce attacks, so he said eagerly.

"No."

However, it is said that when Cao Cao's younger brother Cao Chun Cao Zihe attacked Runan, he quickly rushed to Gepo with Cao Cao's only 1,000 cavalry.

Although Cao Chun is young, he is quite reused by Cao Cao.

Riding a horse to Gepo, he looked at the mountain, and found that this Gepo was easy to defend and difficult to attack, thinking that it seemed that he could not attack it.

Zhou Cang and others in this Gepo had long heard that there were officials and troops coming to encircle and suppress, and they were all ready to lay out a cottage as solid as gold.

"Report! There is a person outside who calls himself Cao Chun and is calling for war! ”

Zhou Cang, Pei Yuanshao and the others were discussing the strategy of retreating from the enemy in the village, and a bandit scout came to report.

"Cao Chun? Who is Cao Chun? ”

When Pei Yuanshao heard this name, he felt very unfamiliar and said suspiciously.

"This Cao Chun should be a general under Cao Mengde, most of the surnames Cao are related to Cao Cao, Cao Cao's people should not be offended for a while! You can ignore him and stick to the camp. Zhou Cang said in a loud voice. The remnants of the Yellow Turban who have survived until now are not too stupid.

"I don't know what the Cao family means if we don't meet, why don't we go out and have a look? It's better to just look at it and not to fight! Pei Yuanshao heard Zhou Cang's words and suggested.

Seeing this, Zhou Cang knew that Pei Yuanshao had a strong temper, so he agreed to go out with him to see what kind of battle the Cao family's people were.

The two of them were on top of Ge Po, looking at the handsome young man riding on the horse below, they all looked incredible, they didn't expect that the general who brought people to attack this time was so young, which suddenly made the two of them doubt their Cao Cao's name.

The weather at sea is always changeable, and the sun that has just been warm and soft is replaced by a storm in the blink of an eye, and it is easy to avoid.

The chaotic shouts of the crew were swallowed up by the wind and rain before they could be heard, and the panicked backs quickly disappeared from the deck, and the hull continued to move forward in a sway. The bow of the ship, shrouded in black clouds, maintained a posture of looking up at the sky in a rare human form, and it seemed that it would continue to be maintained.

This is Wang Ziyu's eighth year with the ship, and the crew around him does not know how many batches have changed, and he has never left, whether it is docking or vacation, he always spends time on the ship.

Many people asked him why, but he just smiled and never answered.

Everyone only knew that he was the captain of this ocean-going freighter, except that his name was Wang Ziyu, nothing else was known, the ship was from the ocean-going group, the crew was from the ocean-going group, the captain did appear suddenly, and the oldest person had never seen this captain take care of even the smallest thing on the ship.

Occasionally, some newcomers will talk to him, but his tone always makes people feel a taste of vicissitudes, and after a long time, no one will easily talk to him.

It was an ocean-going freighter, with a large deck, and a shabby but never leaky canvas on some of the messy items, but every crew member out of the warehouse always gave their captain a respectful look, as if the figure in the bow of the ship would never be obscured, and would always be there. There were also a few naughty newcomers who wanted to study the captain's work and rest time, so they agreed to wait for each other, but in the dead of night, whoever kept vigil would become drowsy, and there was no such thing as the mind to discover the truth, and when someone appeared, there was always a captain in the bow who looked up at the sky, as if he was never tired, not hungry, not eating, not drinking, and not sleeping.

Late at night, just after departing from the supply ground, the group of jīng overpowered cattle on the ship all fell asleep early after venting, this sea area is considered safe, plus this ship has eight years of experience in no pirate accidents, no one is on guard, except for the wheelhouse lights are still dazzling, the whole ship is shrouded in darkness. However, there was still a standing figure in the bow of the ship, looking up at the sky, as if it had existed since ancient times.

"It's been 3,000 years, maybe I'm really hopeless, right?" The figure standing on the bow of the ship muttered to himself. "Wait a few days and return the boat to that kid, hehe, it's not that I don't want to give you a chance, after all, this lonely suffering is very hard."

10 days later, at the Zhonghai Ocean International Terminal, two rows of black-clothed people lined up at the exit, as if waiting for a certain big man, and a group of sons and brothers walked around anxiously, very depressed.

"Hua Shao, who is it that needs a few of us to greet us together? The mayor doesn't need to, right? A gentleman with oily hair and a powdery face asked out loud.

"This is because of the friendship between a few brothers from childhood to adulthood, otherwise it is the king of heaven, and this young master is too lazy to call it, brother, I can afford you!" The one named Hua Shao replied while rubbing his hands, "Young Master! Coming, coming, the ship docked. Someone in black shouted.

"Get ready, he's coming." Hua Shao shouted excitedly.

At the exit of the dock, a group of boatmen rushed out of the cabin, looking at the lineup in front of them and suddenly dumbfounded.

"Hey, look, isn't that a little boss? How many of them are dragons? Yan Shao? Zhu Shao? Why are these ** all here? The boatmen muttered quietly and hurried out of the passage, for fear that the evil stars would be in trouble.

At this time, the last person also stepped out of the cabin, it was the captain Wang Ziyu, he had already discovered the formation outside, looked at the guy who took the lead and smiled dumbly, shook his head and walked over.