Jia Nian, who was standing on the city tower, couldn't help but look a little surprised when he watched Yang Yuan, who commanded a hundred personal soldiers, kill.

After thinking about it for a moment, I couldn't help but laugh.

"Why is the lord laughing?" Gan Ning, who was standing on the side, asked.

Jia Nian's eyes looked at Liu Ye, and the smile on his face became a little thicker.

"This person is a smart man who has found a way to survive in a mortal situation," Liu Ye sighed.

Gan Ning's puzzled expression became a little stronger: "The situation of death? ”

Hearing the inquiry, Liu Ye didn't reply, just smiled and didn't say anything.

Chat handwriting appeared in front of Guo Dapang's eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly unnaturally.

"What are you going to do with this person?"

"What else can I do? Exceptional"

"Killed?"

"Don't"

"It's a pity not to kill"

"I'm worried too"

Guo Dapang looked forward with a little distress.

If thousands of people fight, the scene will be chaotic, and their side will be killed. It is reasonable to say that he died in battle because he was not rescued in time.

But now that 400 people are fighting, the 3,000 people on his side are staring at each other. If the general is still killed, wouldn't it make the three thousand soldiers cold, and who else will be with this big fat in the future.

Good boy, it seems that this time I have met an opponent.

"Pass the order, pay close attention to Yang Xiaoqushuai, and rescue immediately once you fall into danger"

"No"

The yellow turbans shouted in unison, and looked ahead at the same time.

……

Looking at the killed Yang Yuan and the hundred yellow scarves, Deng Dang's gaze gradually turned cold.

Yesterday, Gan Ning faced a thousand yellow scarves, and he didn't expect to become a hundred.

Humiliating, there are 3,000 people, and they should do this.

The more I thought about it, the more angry I felt in my heart, and the spear in my hand pointed forward: "Kill"

"Killing" 300 soldiers at the same time.

Slapped his horse and went ahead.

bang

The knives and guns intersected, and Yang Yuan felt his arms tingle, and a look of fear appeared in his eyes.

The blood bar on Deng Dang's head was revealed, and he couldn't help but gasp, no wonder, no wonder Wang Xiaoqu Shuai died in the battle yesterday. It turned out that it was because the professional level of these people was so high.

"Kill"

With another shout, Deng Dang's spear stabbed at Yang Yuan.

The voice interrupted the thought, Yang Yuan woke up like a dream, and made a decision in his heart, and the whole person was knocked to the ground by Deng Dang's spear.

A yellow turban guard was quick to move, and when he saw that Yang Yuan was about to land, he hurriedly urged the war horse to take a step forward.

Yang Yuan fell on the back of his horse and roared loudly: "The enemy general is fierce and irresistible, quickly retreat to the military formation and hand it over to Guo Qushuai to decide"

"Nuo" 100 yellow turbans shouted in unison, hurriedly turned their horses, and galloped forward.

Deng Dang couldn't help but stand still, and for a moment he actually forgot to pursue.

What is Guo Dapang doing on the other side? Why is this happening?

Stomp and tread

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and Yang Yuan rolled off the horse's back, prostrate on the ground with an embarrassed face.

"The last general is incompetent, please punish Guo Qushuai"

The tone was full of decadence and frustration, as if something had really been done wrong.

The corners of Guo Dapang's mouth twitched fiercely, he had never seen such a shameless person, but he had never seen such a shameless person.

It's even more shameless than himself.

"Why did Yang Xiaoqu Shuai say this?"

Guo Dapang turned over and dismounted, stepped forward to help Yang Yuan, and his face almost turned into a chrysanthemum.

"The strength of the enemy general is too strong, and the last general is ashamed of himself, so he returned defeated," Yang Yuan said.

gritted his teeth fiercely and buried his head on the ground: "I know that I am guilty of a lot of crimes, and I have no face to command thousands of soldiers, and I am willing to be reduced to a big boss"

"Yang Xiaoqu is handsome," Guo Dapang said bitterly.

It's a good move to retreat into advance, this kid should not be underestimated.

Although I really want this army of soldiers and horses, how can I be so ugly? Moreover, this army was also dispatched by himself, so it was not in a hurry.

On the contrary, it was the person in front of him who made Guo Dapang rise to love talent.

There are too many people who can fight these years, and you can collect a few if you leave it a little, but there are too few people who can let go of current affairs like this.

In such a contrast, it seems that the latter is precious.

"How did Simon attack? Please also ask Yang Xiaoqushuai to teach me," Guo Dapang asked again.

At this moment, Yang Yuan seemed to feel the breath of death, and his face was as frightened as earth: "The last general is just a rough man, and Qu Shuai will fight as much as he says."

"Yang Xiaoqushuai said it well, but you still need to think about it in the long run," Guo Dapang sighed.

Then the conversation changed: "It's just that Da Qushuai asked, how should I reply?" ”

"Why did Da Qu Shuai ask?" Yang Yuan asked rhetorically.

Guo Dapang suddenly laughed, and went to Yang Yuan, who was kneeling on the ground, again: "Yang Xiaoqu Shuai's words are reasonable, and Ben Qu Shuai decided to think about it in the long run."

"Come, bring the map," Guo Dapang ordered.

A yellow turban yelled: "No"

Then he turned around and ran quickly in the direction of the camp.

"Since it's a long-term plan, let's take the map first, does Yang Xiaoqushuai think so too?" Guo Dapang asked.

Yang Yuan was dumbfounded, take the map? I even had to run back to the camp to get the map.

Isn't this just avoiding war? It's so upright and bright. No wonder he can't fight him, it seems that he is not unjustly defeated.

"Qu Shuai thinks about it, I am ashamed of myself"

Yang Yuan said without skin and face.

Then he wiped the sweat from his palms with palpitations, and the violently beating heart slowly calmed down.

It seems that this crisis of death has been avoided by itself.

Since last night's discussion in the big tent of the Chinese army, I saw that several Qu Shuai supported Guo Dapang, and almost scared myself half to death.

After learning from the pain, between Da Qu Shuai and Guo Da Fat, he firmly chose the latter in order to survive.

Although it seems that Da Qu Shuai has more power, but when you think about it carefully, it has nothing to do with you. On the contrary, because he obeyed orders under Guo Dapang, he had too many opportunities and excuses to kill himself.

So in order to survive, it can only be so.

How did Wang Qushuai die? Is face important? What's the benefit of discussing face when people are gone?

Thinking of this, he bowed, and under Guo Dapang's signal, he respectfully retreated to the front of a thousand-person phalanx.

The shouts of killing were in stark contrast to the calm of the place, but the three thousand yellow turbans were satisfied.

Because everyone who is not satisfied, when he saw Yang Xiaoqu's handsome appearance, he wisely controlled his mouth. After all, it's better to stand outside as a spectator than to brave the rain of arrows.

At least you don't have to risk death.

Jia Nian, who was standing on the city tower, watched Guo Dapang stand still, and his fingers couldn't help but knock on the city wall a few times.

This Guo Dapang is too unscrupulous, and he is not afraid of He Yi's guilt.

The handwriting appears in the chat window.

"What sin? In fact, this is also what He Yi wants, sometimes a knife hanging above his head will be more deterrent than a knife out of the sheath."

"Really?"

"Because of my existence, I have pinned down the three thousand defenders in the city"

The corners of Guo Dapang's mouth flashed with a confident look, quietly listening to the sound of swords and soldiers in his ears, and he stood still as always.