The terrain of the mountain is dangerous, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and has always been regarded as the most important barrier to protect the territory by the flat territory. And the one who guards Panshan is the Pingjiang veteran Yin Gong Zhen Bafang Huang Yuefeng.

Although this old man is over seventy years old, his martial arts are not weaker than others, and a pair of silver maces dominate the world and lay countless prestige. Above the court of the Ping Territory, Huang Lao's prestige was the third person after Lu Xuancheng and Fu Qianqiu.

It was precisely because of this that Xu Moyin suggested that Xuanyuan Hao send Zhan Feng Thunder to attack Panshan. Although Zhan Fengting was born in the army, he was thoughtful, had the demeanor of a general, and was in the prime of life, so he was indeed the best candidate for Xuanyuan Hao to face Huang Lao.

Facts have proved that Zhan Feng Ting did not disappoint Xuanyuan Hao. When the army of Zhan Feng Thunder arrived at Panshan, he vigorously seized the five county towns under Panshan, and posted a list of people, leaving Xiao Ran to deal with the follow-up matters and prepare for the retreat of the army in advance.

Immediately, Zhan Feng Ting led the army to attack Panshan and began to confront Huang Lao head-on.

And Huang Lao, based on the convenience of the location, stuck to Panshan and never let Zhan Fengting take advantage of it at all. The veteran saw the morale of the Battle Wind Thunder Army, and his heart was also greatly admired.

The first impression of this No. 1 general under Xuanyuan Hao was not disgust, but a little more appreciation.

And Zhan Fengting also has a sense of sympathy for this veteran of Pingjiang.

"Although Huang Lao is old, his way of using soldiers is really good. Zhan Fengting secretly admired in his heart, looked at the banner of the flat territory fluttering on the mountain, and thought about the strategy of breaking the enemy.

At this time, Shi Mengyan quickly whipped up and also rushed to Panshan.

"Brother Zhan, the prince sent Yan'er to send you a secret letter. Shi Mengyan walked into the big tent, looked at Zhan Fengting, and said respectfully.

Zhan Fengting looked at her, then smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Miss Smoke has worked hard all the way, go down and rest." Then he waved his hand and motioned for the guards to take Shi Mengyan down to rest.

"Thank you Brother Zhan for your understanding. Shi Mengyan nodded and didn't say anything, but those beautiful eyes flickered a few times.

After Shi Mengyan left, Zhan Fengting opened Xuanyuan Hao's letter, and his calm gaze suddenly became fierce.

"Shizi, what do you mean!" Zhan Fengting was very puzzled in his heart, and immediately sent an order to send someone to Xiao Ran, who was handling affairs in the five counties of Panshan.

Then he shouted, "Come on, organize the army, invite the battle!"

"Yes!" The herald was instantly stunned, the general just said that he wanted to cultivate and recuperate, but he didn't expect to change his hexagram so quickly, and the order was changed every day, this is a taboo for the general!

But everyone has been following Zhan Feng Ting for a long time, and they know that there must be a reason for Zhan Feng Ting's actions, so they no longer have any hesitation to go down and give orders immediately.

Walking out of the big tent, Zhan Fengting stood with his hands in his hands, intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the tent where Shi Mengyan was, and then lifted his weapon and got on his horse to fight.

On the Panshan battlefield, Zhan Fengting led 5,000 men and horses to line up, his sharp eyes stared closely at the white-haired veteran on the opposite side, and said loudly, "General Huang, the juniors will ask the seniors for advice alone today, so as not to harm the lives of my brothers!"

"Hahahaha" There was a burst of heroic laughter from the opposite side, and I saw Huang Lao holding two silver shovels and riding on a horse, majestic.

"I have heard that the general is brave and good at fighting, the old man is trying to learn the general's kung fu, today is just an opportunity, and it will not be the old man and thousands of sons and daughters from being poisoned by the blade!" Huang Lao's voice was vigorous and powerful, and he immediately rushed out of the camp and came to the center of the battlefield.

Seeing this, Zhan Feng Ting also kicked his horse out of battle, the spear was horizontal in the air, and the sound of breaking the wind was like thunder, and the thunder spear was already out of his hand, like a swift lightning stabbing towards Huang Lao.

"It's good!" Huang Lao let out a long roar, and the silver mace in his left hand slashed the body of the spear away, and at the same time, the majestic body jumped out from the horse, opening and closing left and right, vowing to swallow mountains and rivers.

The figure of Zhan Feng Thunder was as fast as lightning, and he took back the thunder spear, and then turned around in the air, and the blade of the spear pointed directly at Huang Lao's heart.

"Phew..."The spear and the silver mace exchanged fierce sparks, and Zhan Fengting clenched his left fist towards Huang Laomian's door.

I saw that Huang Lao was not in a hurry, and let go of the silver mace in his right hand with a "bang...", and the two fists struck, and Huang Lao and Zhan Fengting were shocked back at the same time.

War Wind Thunder flipped in the air and landed on the ground, his face as calm as ever. Huang Lao shuanggong on the ground, although he fought for several rounds, the veteran did not see the slightest weakness and fatigue.

"The old man's ambition is still there, the divine power is not reduced, the seniors should be strong and strong, and the younger generations are really admired!" Zhan Fengting praised sincerely, he followed Xuanyuan Hao to fight in the south and north for many years, facing countless opponents, but he never had the slightest admiration.

Even Sima Tianyan, who ranks first among the world's famous generals, Zhan Fengting didn't buy it at all. But Huang Lao made him have to admire and praise.

Huang Lao listened to Zhan Fengting's heartfelt words, and he was also very impressed by this opponent who was only a young man. While admiring, the old general couldn't help but feel that he was already old.

"If the old man was ten or eight years younger, the old man would have beaten you into a meat stuffed bun!" The old man said viciously in his heart, but he couldn't admit that he was old, just as Zhan Fengting said, the old man was still ambitious!

"General Zhan, if you were born in the Ping Territory, the old man really wants to be a good friend with you, but it's a pity, it's a pity..."

Hearing this, Zhan Fengting bowed deeply to Huang Lao on the battlefield, regardless of his identity as the enemy's main general. This is something that has never happened in the past, this is a kind of courage, but also a kind of mind.

Zhan Feng Ting can become the first person under Xuanyuan Hao, and it does have its advantages!

"Old-timers, Zhan Fengting has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he has served in front of the Shizi Army at the beginning of his martial arts, and he has fought countless battles for more than ten years, and he has also seen a generation of famous generals who are famous all over the world, but Zhan Fengting does not have any admiration for them. ”

What Zhan Fengting said was completely from his heart, and at this time, he actually had an immature idea in his heart, that is, once he had the opportunity, he must persuade Huang Lao to surrender!

Huang Lao saw that Zhan Fengting saluted himself regardless of his identity, and his heart was greatly relieved. Thinking back to the young people in the Ping Territory, except for Qiu Yueyin, all of them were flying and domineering, and there was no one in their eyes, and the old man suddenly felt that the gap between them was simply incomparable.

"General Zhan, the old man has been fighting horses all his life, but he has never had the experience of the enemy commander saluting me in front of the two armies, you really made the old man blush!" Huang Lao shook his head and sighed, and the silver shovel in his hand had begun to relax.

Seeing this, Zhan Fengting knew that his act of saluting before the formation had greatly touched the old man's state of mind, so he took advantage of the victory to pursue and continued, "Although Zhan Fengting is a martial artist, but for the people he admires in his heart, Zhan Fengting does not dare to slack off, even if it is hostile, the juniors no longer dare to despise the seniors. ”

"Hahaha..."Huang Lao laughed heartily, untied the wine bag he was carrying from his waist and threw it to Zhan Fengting, and said with a smile, "Do you dare to drink?"

"But it's disrespectful!" Zhan Fengting didn't hesitate, picked up the wine bag on the ground, raised his head and poured a few sips, then wiped his mouth heroically, and threw the wine bag to Huang Lao.

"Refreshing!" Huang Lao laughed heartily and began to drink in large gulps.

One old and one young drank heartily in front of tens of thousands of soldiers on both sides, without any regard for their own image.

Zhan Fengting looked at Huang Lao in front of him, and a burst of guilt suddenly rose in his heart. Because when Huang Lao was talking to him, the garrison of the Zhenguo Army in Panshan had also slowly moved towards the quicksand valley under the command of Xiao Ran.

In another hour, the camp will be empty.

Huang Lao looked at Zhan Fengting, and his heart became more and more appreciative, he really hoped that there would be a talent like Zhan Fengting among his juniors. didn't know that he had been unconsciously delayed by the storm of war.

Xuanyuan Hao's letter said that he wanted Zhan Feng Ting to immediately transfer the forces of Panshan to the Quicksand Valley, so Zhan Feng Ting hurriedly set this strategy, dragged Huang Lao by himself, and asked Xiao Ran to organize the army and transfer the quicksand valley.

Although Xuanyuan Hao's instruction to Zhan Feng Ting was also confused, since it was Xuanyuan Hao's words, Zhan Feng Ting could only carry it out.

didn't know that this was Xu Moyin's plan to change temporarily after coming to the Ping Territory. Although Panshan is also a fortress in the flat territory, it is not as dangerous as the quicksand valley after all. If you take Panshan first, the other party will inevitably guard more in the quicksand valley.

After all, it is the most important place in the Ping Territory, and the people who guard the customs are the generation of military gods in the Ping Territory. Once the attack on the Quicksand Valley takes too long, and the Zhenguo army is far away, then the situation will become unfavorable to the Zhenguo army.

Therefore, Xu Moyin asked Zhan Fengting to bring the army over, gather all the elites of the Zhenguo army, and attack the quicksand valley with all his might. As long as the quicksand valley is breached, it means that the defeat of the Ping Territory is decided.

After a few moments, Huang Lao suddenly looked at the camp of the Zhenguo Army in the distance, and a look of anger appeared on the old man's face, and he suddenly roared, "Zhan Feng Ting, you dare to deceive the old man!"

Zhan Fengting was shouted angrily by Huang Lao, and knew in his heart that his procrastination plan had been broken, but his face was still light, and he bowed to Huang Lao again, and said, "Huang Lao, Zhan Fengting has one more thing here, that is, to resign to his seniors." ”

A sentence of resignation made Huang Lao even more angry in his heart, shameless, shameless, Lao Tzu is such an old person, drinking with you on the battlefield under the scorching sun, but you deceived Lao Tzu!

"Zhan Feng Ting, the old man appreciates you in vain, I didn't expect you to be such a despicable villain, it's really angry old man!" Huang Lao angrily went up to Meishan, lifted the silver mace in his hand, and rushed towards Zhan Feng Ting.

"The army retreats!" As soon as Zhan Feng Thunder gave the order, the five thousand Zhenguo troops immediately changed their formation and rushed to the rear to catch up with the large army.

Zhan Fengting looked at the angry Huang Lao, and a touch of guilt welled up in his heart, and then he raised the thunder in his hand and fought with Huang Lao again.

The veteran was angry, and he was ruthless, and his hands were opened and closed with silver, and his strength was fierce and swift like lightning. On the other hand, the wind and thunder of the battle have no intention of fighting, and the thunder picks left and right, only defends and does not attack, and slowly retreats to the front of the horse.

Seeing that the war horse was in front, Zhan Fengting swept the spear in his hand, forcing Huang Lao to take three steps back, and at the same time jumped on the horse's back, tightened the reins, and said to Huang Lao, "Huang Lao, Zhan Fengting has no intention of deceiving, and I ask the seniors to forgive me!"

Immediately, the battle wind thundered no longer stopped, turned the horse's head and went all the way away.

Everyone in the Ping Territory was just about to catch up, but they saw Huang Lao waving his hand and sighed, "Poor Kou Mo chase, go back..."

Huang Lao stood on the battlefield, looked at the direction where Zhan Feng Ting was gone, and sighed, "Zhan Feng Ting, if the old man can have a junior like you, even if he is in Jiuquan, he can smile..."

Only he knew that his anger was fake.

It was noon, but he had not seen any smoke drifting out of the camp of the Battle Wind Thunder, and at that time he already knew that he had fallen for the War Wind Thunder's delaying plan, but if he saw through it on the spot, the War Wind Thunder army would definitely not be able to go far.

If he chases after him, he will definitely be able to catch up, and if he is lucky, he may be able to deal a big blow to Zhan Fengting. But Huang Lao didn't, firstly, he couldn't bear to see his generals damaged, and secondly, because he appreciated the courage of Zhan Fengting.

Such an ending is the best for now, Huang Lao has not broken his muscles and bones, and has also won a short respite for the soldiers of Panshan and tens of thousands of people in Xiaoyang City.

"The drums of war in the world are ringing frequently, and the sound of killing in my ears is heard every day. He is not afraid to sacrifice his life to serve the country, and he is worthy of his prestige and loyalty. With a long groan, the veteran slowly walked back to his camp in military uniform, and in the heroic laughter, the majestic figure looked a little desolate.

"The old man is seventy years old, and he has been with soldiers all his life, and he has countless blood on his hands. But I don't want to meet such a year-old friend when I am old, I think it is heaven to live up to me, but it's a pity..."

Then look at the wind of war running wildly all the way, gradually catching up with the slow-moving team, and continuing to advance with the army.

In the evening, the battle storm ordered the army to camp on the spot and rest for the night. After dinner, Zhan Fengting made arrangements for tomorrow's march, and then glanced at Xiao Ran, both of them nodded.

Shi Mengyan followed the army, gradually strengthened his thoughts in his heart, and walked out of his tent, but saw Zhan Fengting standing under the moon in black, and his awe-inspiring momentum made Shi Mengyan's heart sink.

"Brother Zhan, haven't you rested so late?" Shi Mengyan walked behind Zhan Fengting, feeling the murderous aura that seemed to be absent, Shi Mengyan was secretly on guard, and the willow leaf nail in his hand was ready to go.

"Smoke Girl" Zhan Fengting glanced at her, looked up and said, "If I want to kill you, your willow leaf nails will not come out." ”

Shi Mengyan's heart suddenly became very nervous!

Knowing that Zhan Fengting's martial arts are by no means idle, Shi Mengyan no longer made any moves, but quietly asked, "Is there anything wrong with Brother Zhan?"

Zhan Fengting turned his head and stared at Shi Mengyan, like two sharp swords, hanging in front of Shi Mengyan.

"Brother Zhan, you..."Shi Mengyan looked at him nervously, and when he said that, a figure suddenly popped out from the east, with an awe-inspiring long sword in his hand, and went straight towards Shi Mengyan.

Shi Mengyan was shocked, and then flew up, the soft sword on his waist revealing a cold light in the moonlight.

"Ding...", "Bang...", "Qiang...", several soft sounds, the two have exchanged several moves between them, Xiao Ran waved the long sword with indifference like a rain of flowers, and the move was close to the death door of Shi Mengyan.

Although Shi Mengyan's martial arts are not weak, he is not Xiao Ran's opponent, and he has obviously been defeated after a few moves.

"Bang" Just when Shi Mengyan was about to tie his hands and kill, Xiao Ran's long sword was also withdrawn into the scabbard.

"I only know that Miss Yan's secret weapon kung fu is superb, and I don't want the swordsmanship to be so exquisite. Xiao Ran showed a smile, winked at Shi Mengyan, and then said something amazing.

"These swordsmanship should be the mastery created by the Lord of the Ping Territory to kill the War Emperor, right?"