The entire valley was carefully searched. Gao Shun didn't find anything useful, and immediately took people out of the valley to turn Lu Bu. Lu Bu saw that Gao Shun had gained nothing, and he didn't even bring down a single wounded soldier for himself, which made Lu Bu angry. There was no need for Gao Shun to say anything, but looking at Gao Shun's gloomy face, Lu Bu learned the result he wanted to know.

It is not at all worse than he expected, and his 5,000 soldiers are probably more than lucky. Faced with such a result, Lu Bu was full of remorse. Knowing this, he shouldn't have agreed to Chen Gong's plan in the first place. In this expedition, he not only lost elite soldiers, but also lost a lot of grain and grass.

This battle can be said to have lost his wife and soldiers, not only Liu Bei is still alive and well in Xiaopei, but he also lost three-quarters of the elite soldiers. And if it weren't for Gao Shun's time, I am afraid that he would have fallen into the hands of the enemy. made himself so embarrassed, all because of Chen Gong, if it wasn't for him encouraging himself to crusade against Liu Bei of Xiaopei, how could he suffer such a humiliation. It was precisely because of this that Lu Bu had a trace of distrust in Chen Gong.

"Let's go, the whole army will return to the city." Lu Bu looked at Gao Shun and said in a deep voice, and then rode towards Xuzhou. Gao Shun didn't say a word, turned over and got on the horse, and then followed Lu Bu towards Xuzhou.

"Fan Yong, there aren't many reinforcements in Lu Bu, why don't you eat Lu Bu's reinforcements and then take Lu Bu?" The painting style said to Zeng Pei with a dissatisfied face, obviously, the painting style felt very dissatisfied with Zeng Pei's order to form an army. What an elite wolf pack is, it will retreat without a fight, and it is somewhat difficult to accept this style of painting.

Zeng Pei turned his head to look at the painting style chattering with him, and then shook his head helplessly. Since he was sure that Lu Bu was not chasing him, the painting style began to complain more than once around him. For this old guy of his own, Zeng Pei has no way at all. Because the painting style is a person who admits death, he listens to his long explanations with his left ear and his right ear, so he ignores how he explains them.

Therefore, in the face of the chatter of the painting style, Zeng Pei automatically chose to ignore it. Seeing that Zeng Pei has been ignoring himself, he often stops his mouth, but today this method has not worked. I don't know what crazy the painting style is today, and I have been complaining endlessly, which makes Zeng Peitou very angry.

"That's it!" Zeng Pei roared angrily, because he couldn't stand the chatter of the painting style. And the painting style obviously realized that the old guy seemed to be really a little annoyed, and finally shut his mouth. But looking at his angry performance, he is obviously very dissatisfied.

The ears finally quieted, and Zeng Pei finally breathed a sigh of relief. Zeng Pei knew that the reason why the painting style did this was because he killed Lu Bujun's prisoners. For this, the style of painting is more or less obsessed. Zeng Pei still understands this old guy of his own, and with his character, it won't take long to recover. After all, the painting style will never do anything against Zhao Fei.

Just when the two of them were silent, Zhao Yun rode a white horse to the two of them. Seeing that the painting style and Zeng Pei were silent, Zhao Yun smiled slightly and then said: "What's wrong with the two of you today, didn't they talk about the world in the past, and they talked so happily. ”

Hearing Zhao Yun's words, the painting style glanced at Zeng Pei, and then turned his head over with a cold snort. Seeing the expression of the painting style, Zhao Yun smiled softly. Then he asked, "Fan Yong, what's going on with the painting style?" ”

After looking at the style of painting, Zeng Pei told Zhao Yun what had just happened. Zhao Yun frowned after hearing this, and then said: "You don't need to blame yourself for painting style, what Fan Yong does is also for war, don't be rash." Zhao Yun's tone was quite profound, and it was obvious that he didn't want his painting style to be depressed because of this.

Hearing this, he looked up at a few people, and then said, "I naturally know about this matter, but my heart is very unfair. Since the soldiers of the Lu Bu army abandoned their weapons and surrendered, it proved that they wanted to live, but we slaughtered all their little wrongs, how cruel it was. Even if they are enemy troops, they are still human beings, and when they take off their armor and put down their weapons, they are all sons of their parents and fathers of their children. ”

The expression of the painting style is very lonely, and it looks very unenergetic. And the style of painting obviously poked at the weakness of Zeng Pei and Zhao Yun. Both of them are people who love soldiers like sons, especially Zhao Yun, who regards every soldier who is a white horse and a righteous servant as a brother. So the painting style made Zhao Yun feel very touched. He sighed in his heart that if this matter was really put on him, he would not be so resolute and decisive.

But after thinking about it for a long time, Zhao Yun finally shook his head helplessly. Put this matter on yourself, and you will never do such a thing. Although Zhao Yun was extremely brave and killed countless enemies on the battlefield, he would never have made such a decision to raise his butcher's knife against the prisoner who had laid down his weapon, unless it was really ordered by someone.

And Zeng Pei looked at the painting style with strange eyes, because he didn't expect the painting style to say this, which also made Zeng Pei have to look at his old buddy differently. But having said that, Zeng Pei will still do it. He will not change his mind because of the opinions of others, nor will he let himself lose the greatest result because of the kindness of other people's women. Wars are often the most brutal, and if he can't bear the cruelty of war, then he is not a qualified general.

I can only blame this helpless troubled world, if it weren't for this troubled world, I am afraid that I am also enjoying this pastoral life, doing this happy life that reflects the twilight.

"What are we going to do next? Do you continue to stay in Xuzhou, or lead the army back to Xuchang? Staggering the heavy topic just now, Zhao Yun said to Zeng Pei. For Zeng Pei's resourcefulness, Zhao Yun still admires it a little.

Zeng Pei pondered for a moment, and then said: "Lu Bu returned to Xuzhou, and we have no chance. Moreover, Lu Bu was ambushed by us, so he must be cautious, so instead of staying in Xuzhou any longer, it is better to return to Yanzhou to recuperate. ”

Zhao Yun thought for a moment, then nodded. They are now close to Yanzhou, so it doesn't matter if they withdraw to Yanzhou. Moreover, the task given by Zhao Fei to everyone was also overfulfilled, so it didn't matter if he withdrew the army.

Since Zhao Yun and Zeng Pei both agreed to withdraw their troops, the painting style didn't say anything, and withdrew towards Xuchang with the two of them.

The water outside is hot, but Yanzhou is very calm, after all, Yanzhou is not enough grain and grass, so it has no ability to launch a large-scale war, so the whole Yanzhou is in the process of prosperity and development.

Since there was no war, Zhao Fei, the captain, was naturally bored. So after Zhao Fei was busy for a few days, the lazy worms in his heart began to flood again. However, being the shopkeeper again made him feel a little sorry for Jiang Zhe, so he could only hide his lazy thoughts in his heart.

However, as Xiao Pei's battle calmed down, the huge Taiwei Mansion became a little deserted for a while. Although there are many generals in the entire Yanzhou, not everything has to be evaluated by the Taiwei Mansion, and the Taiwei Mansion is full of talents at this time, so not everything needs to be done by everyone. So under this premise, Zhao Fei and several of his cronies became somewhat idle.

Of course, if you are bored, you need to find things, but in Zhao Fei's view, there are few things in the late Han Dynasty that can attract his attention. After all, the end of the Han Dynasty was very boring, and there was nothing interesting for Zhao Fei to do all the time.

Of course, this matter is not difficult for Zhao Fei, after all, he has two thousand years of knowledge, and you must know that after two thousand years, there will be a lot of entertainment facilities. However, due to limited conditions, Zhao Fei could only order the craftsman to make a pair of mahjong.

Originally, Zhao Yun wanted to make cards, after all, there would be more ways to play cards, but having said that, but helplessly, there was no cardboard at the end of the Han Dynasty. And Zhao Fei can't find it, what can be compared to cardboard, so this plan can only be put on hold. However, although the plan for solitaire has been put on hold for the time being, mahjong can be carved in a short time.

Moreover, mahjong is relatively easy to choose materials, even if it is a stone, it will not image its playability. Also, Yanzhou is not short of skilled craftsmen, although Zhao Fei's requirements are very harsh and tricky, but in the hands of ingenious craftsmen, Zhao Fei's requirements have been successfully completed.

Under the supervision and supervision of Zhao Fei, the first pair of jade carved mahjong in Chinese history was born.

The moment he got mahjong, Zhao Fei was very happy. After coming to the end of the Han Dynasty for a long time, Zhao Fei saw something that had little to do with later generations for the first time. Although the distiller was invented by Zhao Fei based on the ideas of later events, it is far from the 21st century. However, the mahjong in front of me is completely modeled after the mahjong of the 21st century.

Both the size and pattern of mahjong are exactly the same as those of later generations.

On the day the mahjong was made, Zhao Fei ordered someone to invite Guo Jia, Jia Xu and Jiang Zhe. The three of them didn't have much official business, especially Guo Jia, who was the first to arrive when he received Zhao Fei's summons.

Guo Jia came to Zhao Fei's office, and at first glance he saw the square table in the hall, and there seemed to be some things piled up on top of the square table, but it was covered with cotton cloth.

Guo Jia was curious, and wanted to open the bread to see what was on the table, but just as he was about to act, he was stopped by Zhao Fei.

"Brother, what is on the table, and why is it so mysterious?" Staring at the cotton cloth on the square table, Guo Jia asked with some scratching his ears and cheeks.

And Zhao Fei didn't pay any attention to Guo Jia's anxious mood, but said lightly: "After Wenhe, Jiang Zhe comes, you will know what is on the table." ”

Hearing Zhao Fei say this, Guo Jia didn't say anything, but judging from his expression, he was still very anxious.

After a while, Jiang Zhe and Jia Xu were in the hall one after another. And both of them obviously saw the square table in the hall, and both of them showed a puzzled expression. But the two of them knew the depth of their own knowledge, and they didn't ask questions like Guo Jia.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Zhao Fei came to the square table with a smile, pinched the cotton cloth on the square table with one hand, and then said, "Since everyone is here, then I will show you a fresh object." After speaking, Zhao Fei pulled down the cotton cloth on the square table.