Zhang Fan's army had safely retreated into the canyon, while the Yellow Turban Army had just been harassed and ambushed, and its morale was low, so they had to take a short rest to restore their morale.

This is a short period of peace, the Yellow Turban Army is stationed a few miles outside the canyon, Zhang Fan once thought about going to the night attack, but Zhang Niujiao is obviously not Gao Sheng's kind of goods, Zhang Yan can also provide some opinions on the battle situation although he is seriously injured, the Yellow Turban Army's defensive measures are very good, the sentinel and sentinel detectives are densely packed all around, and the Yellow Turban players are criss-crossed, leading the whole body, and everyone has nowhere to start.

Although it was a pity, everyone didn't pay too much attention to it, but focused on the defensive aspect, and Zhang Fan exchanged 10,000 barrels of tung oil from the meritorious exchange list for future use.

The yellow figure is all over the mountains, and a terrifying pressure of mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings, everyone's breathing has become heavy, and the vicious battle is in front of them!

In the midst of everyone's tense preparations, the war correspondent sent by Ding Lei also came to Zhang Fan's army, he is also a player, his name is "Silent Sorrow", he is a young man with a lot of literary and artistic style, but he is not weak at all, he is extremely capable, and he is not alarmed, he is a talent!

He conveyed Ding Lei's plan to Zhang Fan as it was, Zhang Fan was a little shocked and speechless, he didn't expect that the R&D and maintenance director of "Battle" actually had such confidence in himself, and he could even say that he was desperate!

In the previous life, "Conquest" developed into the second world of human beings, which was obtained after a long period of evolution and gradual evolution, and now this ambitious character obviously wants to take this opportunity to ascend to the sky and advance the development of "Conquest" by a big notch!

"It's crazy!" These words were obviously not convincing when they came out of Zhang Fan's mouth, and even the silent sadness pouted, if you want to say crazy, who has this man in front of him crazy?

At the beginning of the game, he fought the gate of Shura alone with one enemy and one hundred, and then Zhending City killed all sides, and won the approval of Zhao Yun and Yan Liangwen, and then ran thousands of miles to destroy the Jizhou District General Base of Shura's Gate, forcing the shadow demon and Qian Tongshen to flee for their lives!

These are not counted, this guy later wiped out the two million Yellow Turban army with non-stop calculations, and won the five-star perfect title twice in a row in the copy, and now he has to shake the 10 million Yellow Turban with an army of 300,000, isn't such a person crazy? Who can be crazy about him?

The first man in this game to be canonized is actually the craziest character in the world!

Inform Zhang Fan of some necessary things, and the silent sorrow began his work, he recorded the terrain and various arrangements in the canyon, during which he was deeply shocked by the whimsical ideas of Zhang Fan and others, pillboxes, trenches, and all kinds of fortifications that are densely scattered in the canyon, how can ordinary people think of them?

Because there are also players in the Yellow Turban Army, he can't make these military secrets public for the time being, and it is impossible to put them on the official website or other media platforms to hype, so he can only record them first, and then edit them a little later, and then create them together with the whole war, which must be an extremely shocking thing!

After doing this well, he went to find historical generals such as Zhao Yun and Yan Liangwen Chou, who had an extremely fanatical interest in these peerless generals and players, and it was also an excellent publicity point.

It's a pity that Yan Liangwen didn't pay attention to him at all, but was busy with his own affairs, and when he was really annoyed, he glared angrily, describing him as hideous, although he knew that these two people would not really hurt himself, but at this time, the silent sadness couldn't help but feel worried, the kind of vicious nature exercised in the sea of corpses and bones was so real, it was shocking and terrifying.

He was originally a little disappointed, but after thinking about it, it might not be bad, so he recorded Yan Liangwen's daily routine, these two unlucky ghosts who died together under Guan Yuguan and the second master in history are destined to shine in front of people!

Then he wanted to look for Zhao Yun and draw a gourd in the same way, but what kind of army is Bai Ma Yicong, how can people approach at will?

I don't know if he was lucky or unlucky, although he didn't really enter the camp of Baima Yicong and saw Zhao Yun, but he met a general who was patrolling outside, and this general was very unfortunate to be black!

Wu Jian had long heard Zhang Fan say that such a person would come to the army, and he was also interested at this time: "You are the recorder?" ”

"Recorder?" The silent sadness was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly realized and nodded: "Yes! I am the recorder, and I will record all the process of your great war and turn it into an epic! ”

"Oh! You're a historian! Wu Zhu nodded thoughtfully.

"Yes!" The silent sadness also nodded, and he really couldn't explain much about the NPC.

"The great historian Sima Qian is a eunuch, are you historians all eunuchs?"

Wu Jin's eyes were full of inquiring light, and the sadness of seeing the silence trembled, and he felt his hairs stand up, and hurriedly waved his hand: "No! I'm a pure man! ”

"Oh!" Wu Jian nodded with a smile, but the smile was as **** as it was, and the silent sadness panicked, and the secret road would not meet that kind of person, right? Frightened, he almost turned around and ran.

"What are you doing here?" Woo stopped him.

The silent sadness was still frightened, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva silently: "I'm here to find General Zhao Yunzhao and want to record some of his things!" ”

Wu Press's face was straight, and he became stern, but his thief-eyed facial features with this expression did look a little nondescript, which made people laugh, and he said: "This is a military camp, how can you enter at will?" Bai Ma Yicong is resting, and General Zhao is also busy, but I don't have time to see you! ”

"Okay!"

The silent sorrow would not be stupid enough to reason with an NPC general, let alone an NPC general whose orientation may be abnormal, thinking of finding Zhang Fan and asking him to be accommodating, but he was unexpectedly pulled by the black pressure.

Looking back in confusion, I saw this guy smiling, indescribably obscene: "General Zhao is not available, it is the same if you have any questions to ask me, and I am an important person in the White Horse Yicong, the only military advisor in the lord's army, you can ask me anything!" ”

"You're a troubled military advisor?" The silent sadness was a little dumbfounded, if this thing in front of him was not a bright armor, it would be just a little thief when viewed horizontally and vertically, and it was actually a military advisor?

Could it be that he looks as ugly as Feng Xiao Pang Tong, but he is good at learning and strategizing? The more I think about the silent sadness, the more likely it is, and secretly says that I can't judge people by their appearance in the future, and I can be appointed as a military advisor by the arrow god Fengyun, and this person is definitely not an idle person!

Seeing that his expression was relaxed, Wu Pressure was overjoyed, and hurriedly hit the snake with the stick, the two talked and walked, all kinds of things were said by Wu Pressure, and the silence of the listening was stunned, these stories are not the most exaggerated, only more exaggerated, and even said that Wu Pressure also said that Zhao Yun couldn't get out of ten moves under Zhang Fan, which was just like a mythical story!

The soldiers around him had long been surprised by the black pressure, and when they saw the two of them leaving in a warm stream, they all pointed their fingers.

"Look! The historian from the army is a fool! ”