In front of Brazil, seeing that Xiahou Yuan was excited, the green tendons on his forehead were bulging, and the young Si Nong suddenly wanted to laugh.

In the history books, Miaocai and Hansheng are a pair of enemies of life and death.

Just like Zhang Hewen's discoloration in the west, these two people encountered, and there were some heart barriers.

Fang Guang was about to speak, reminding Xiahou Yuan that when he met Huang Zhong and Fa Zheng combined, he needed to be cautious, when he heard the sound of sharp arrows that were very different from ordinary ones, and it sounded suddenly.

In his ears, at the same time, there was the sound of Zilong drinking violently.

"Datong pay attention, this arrow is fierce and vicious, so vicious archery!"

As Zhao Yun spoke, the silver spear in his hand turned into the shadow of a white dragon, and he only heard the sound of the head of the spear and the arrow colliding, and the tone of the piano sounded.

Fang Guang looked intently, and the golden arrows in the sky, wrapped in the silver dragon, shook to the wooden wall of the walled city, nailed to the giant trees, and even the arrow feathers could no longer be seen.

When he was fighting with Ma Chao, the Changshan boy who was calm and relaxed, in an instant, his forehead was already covered with beads of sweat.

"Good archery!" Fang Guang sighed in admiration, looked down at the wooden village, and saw that a hundred steps away from here, an old man with white hair and white hair on his head rose straight up.

The person who shoots arrows, without asking, must be Changsha Huang Hansheng.

In his previous life, when Fang Guang was a teenager, he loved arcade games of the Three Kingdoms, and he knew that Huang Zhong was the most difficult to get started in the game, and he was also the hero choice with the highest ceiling.

See you across the sea of history today, this old man is indeed very spicy!

"Such archery, but usually, Datong and see how my hand is!"

Xiahou Yuan listened to Si Nong's admiration, his heart was sour, he picked up the hard bow on his waist, and the arrows shot straight out.

"Dangdang!"

In front of Huang Zhong, there was naturally a pro-guard guard, the lieutenant colonel of the Changsha Army, holding an iron shield to block the Miaocai Divine Arrow.

One of them was even pierced by a long arrow through the shield, endured the huge pain in his arm, and saved the veteran who took off the power of an arrow from the Cao army's shooting boundary.

"Miaocai's archery is sharp and armor-piercing, Huang Hansheng is fast and difficult to defend against, you are equal to each other, it is the current Yang Youji, Houyi!"

"Although the old man is strong, above the battle array, after all, it is not the victory or defeat with arrows, and the big ear song is so unbearable, even if it is three months, three years, and he will not be able to rush here!"

Xiahou Yuan looked at the Jingzhou soldiers and horses that were gradually collapsing, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

Every day Liu Bei's troops attacked the city, almost all of them ended like this, and more and more people who dared to fight and could fight were lost, but they were never able to break out of this place.

The attack was unsuccessful, and the morale of Liu Bei's army and horses in the valley fell to the extreme.

Half an hour later, in the Jingzhou camp, Liu Bei, who had dark circles under his eyes, had a gloomy face, forced Huang Zhong who was kneeling in front of him to be silent, and his ears were full of the roaring voice of the third brother.

"Huang Hansheng, you are just taking twenty steps forward, shooting down the Arrow Tower Cao Thief, and the antlers are gone! My subordinates will be able to defeat the enemy! ”

"It's like this every day, how to rush out of here! Alas, if the second brother was here, the two of us would have worked together, and we would have already taken care of the thief of the Fang family! ”

Zhang Fei's voice was like a bell, Huang Zhong just hung his head and was silent, the old man was sad in his heart, knowing that in Liu Beijun, he was lonely and helpless, and could only be bullied by the butchers of Zhuo County!

"General Zhang, don't be impatient, I look at today's Cao Army's military formation, which is no longer as strong as a few days ago!"

"After several days of impact, although our army's armor and horses were damaged a lot, the thieves and the antlers in front of Xiahou Yuan's camp were also washed away and damaged!"

"If there are no antlers, the three generals Zhuojun Iron Cavalry will drive straight in, and Fang Guang will lack horses, so he can win!"

Fazheng is still the same as in the history books, focusing on the antlers, or filial piety, drinking a lot of deer blood, and being unusually sensitive to the antlers.

"Oh? What does filial piety mean? ”

"Xuande Gong, what I mean, within half a day, the Cao army will definitely repair the antlers, at this time, or it may be the last chance for our army!"

"General Hansheng, your arrow method is against the sky, at that time, the big banner in the Guanwu tent, but the red flag waved, you can rush with all your strength, and you must not retreat!"

"Remove the antlers, the three generals will see my black flag and act on horseback, and when the golden banner is unfurled, that is the time for Xuande Gong to lead the whole army to rush forward!"

"There are clouds in the book of soldiers, the husband fights, the morale is also, the three flags are waving, it is the time when our army is full of murderous spirit, and it is also the only chance to break the formation!"

After all, Fa Zheng has a few brushes, and beside him, Xu Jing, who is a waiter, knows nothing about the affairs of the battle array, and he also knows the current affairs and throws out two original sentences of the art of war.

Liu Bei thought about it carefully, and it was true that only this method could be used, so he nodded slowly and motioned for everyone to prepare.

Da Er knew that the key to this battle was the first wave of impact of the cannon fodder of the old Huang Zhong, and when he sent Huang Zhong out of the account, he also took the old man's hand and said a few words about paying attention to his body.

Poor Huang Zhong is already seventy years old after all, and he has just injured his vitality by shooting arrows, but he has no chance to rest at all.

Fang Guang's military tent, just when Huang Zhong retreated, in the east of Langshui, a team of armored horses arrived, headed by the general, and the righteousness came to his face, and Wang Lei, who had become a lackey under Fang Guangmen, was even more smiling.

"Si Nong, Si Nong, Jun Gui is really a fierce general in my Shu, Jingzhou Pang Tong, Wei Yan has broken all the way!"

"Pang Tong died in the chaos of the army, Wei Yan's head is here!"

Wang Lei shouted and laughed from a distance, Zhang Ren followed behind, looking at the young man in the dark robe in front of him, and his noble spirit went straight to the sky, knowing that it was the great Han Si Nong Fang Guang.

He didn't dare to look more, but he raised Wei Yan's head above his head from a distance, his face full of deference.

"Such a head shape, it is rare to see in the world, the anti-bones overflow from both ears, it is really Wei Yan, Wei Wenchang!"

"Alas, Lao Wei, you want to hide in Changsha, don't covet big-eared pies, maybe you can still serve the Han one day, from the big-eared thief, it is a way to survive!"

Fang Guang looked at Wei Yan's head, muttered in his mouth, took a few steps forward, and pulled Zhang Ren, who was kneeling on the ground, up.

Zhang Ren told the story of Luofengpo, and the young man couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, the causal bond, Pang Tong met the big man in front of him, and he really looked lifeless.

"Jun Gui is the first general in Shu, I listen to General Yan's words, Gong is a genius of the sky, I saw it today, and it was so!"

"The old general is now guarding Langzhong, goodbye General Zhang, he will definitely drink three cups!"

"Miaocai, where is Miaocai, I came to introduce you to you, the first macho man in Shu County!"

Fang Guang took Zhang Ren's hand and looked around, only to find out that Xiahou Yuan was not around.

He was suspicious in his heart, this old brother of Cao Ying, he has been around for the past few days, and he doesn't know where he suddenly went today.

"Datong, General Xiahou, I just saw that in front of the camp, the antlers were sparse, and the Jingzhou soldiers were damaged a lot, so I personally led the troops to make up for it! If you want to come back to camp in a moment! “

Zhao Yun saw that the young Si Nong looked puzzled, and hurriedly explained lightly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Fang Guang heard the word antlers, he backed up his hair and erected it together!

Antlers, antlers, Dingjun Mountain!

"Baoguang is red in one fell swoop, and the ignorant puppet loses the field!"

In the young man's mind, the old students of Peking Opera Dingjun Mountain sang loudly, and suddenly reverberate, and under the winter sun, the young man's face suddenly turned snow-white.