At this time, a soldier of the Northern Wei Dynasty who fell in front of Fan Jun's horse suddenly stood up, stretched out his hand and grabbed Fan Jun's halberd, he tried his best to hold the halberd in Fan Jun's hand, and shouted loudly to the general: "General, go back quickly, inform Lord Xing!"

The general saw that he was desperately protecting himself and letting himself escape, if he fought hard with the young general in the Liang army in front of him at this time, he was afraid that he would take his life in vain, and he would not succeed in anything. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info he had to turn around and whistle, those Wei troops who were struggling with the Liang army hurriedly rushed back to his side, the leader looked at Fan Jun hatefully, and shouted loudly: "You remember you, see you next time, I will kill you!"

"I will be waiting for you at any time, next time I will still beat you, I will fight you once!" Fan Jun replied loudly.

The leader did not reply, he turned his head to look at most of his men, who had lost most of them, and his heart ached, but he had no choice but to turn his horse's head and lead the remnants to the west.

The Wei soldier, who was holding Fan Jun's halberd, saw that his leader was out of danger, so he slowly let go of his hand, his hands had been cut by the halberd, and he couldn't care about anything at this time, he knew that he would die in the hands of this Liang soldier holding the halberd soon. He closed his eyes slightly, just waiting for the halberd to kill him.

He waited for a while, but the man on the horse had no intention of killing him, he had wounds on his legs and scarred hands, and it was impossible to escape. He opened his eyes and looked up at the handsome young man on the horse, who leaned down and handed him his hand: "Get on the horse!"

That Wei Bing didn't believe what he heard at all, this person didn't kill himself, and actually let himself get on the horse.

"Hurry up and get on the horse!" Fan Jun pulled him up from the rain, the man screamed in pain, Fan Jun pulled him to the horse regardless of it, crossed his chest, and ordered his men to clean up the battlefield, and the soldiers who followed him were all excited, hoping that Fan Jun would lead everyone to chase and kill the remnants of the Northern Wei Dynasty, but they heard Fan Jun order everyone to collect troops and return to Shaoyang.

"Why don't you take advantage of the victory to pursue?" Fan Jun's soldiers around him asked for battle.

"Shaoyang's troops are weak, and the grain and grass of General Cao's hundreds of thousands of troops are here, this place must not be lost, everyone go back for the time being, and listen to the arrangements of Lord Duyun. "Fan Jun didn't want to chase and kill the enemy army, just looking at the current situation, he was afraid that Liang City was in danger, and the general of the town of Daliang was not able to turn the tide, what could he do as a small pawn of grain. He packed up the battlefield and returned to Shaoyang City with hundreds of prisoners of war.

Zhao Cao saw that Fan Jun returned victoriously, his big mouth was almost to the root of his ears, he couldn't imagine that Fan Jun actually won this battle with dozens of iron chains, this beauty in his heart is really indescribable.

Fan Jun ordered the captives he brought to be tied up and brought into Zhao Cao's big tent.

"Fan Jun, hahahaha...... My Lao Zhao really didn't expect that you Fan Jun is a genius who leads troops to fight, I used to only admire the two generals Cao Hechang and Wei, but now there is another child. In today's battle, I will report to the imperial court and ask for credit for you. Zhao Cao was excited, and he had the posture of pushing Fan Jun to the emperor's side.

"My lord, can you listen to Fan Jun say a few words. Fan Jun was not happy at all when he heard Zhao Cao's words.

"Ah, please have something to say!"

"Today's battle is the credit of Lord Zhao, if you insist on reporting, please don't mention Fan Jun's name. ”

"You, why is this?" Zhao Cao's eyes widened and he asked puzzled.

"Why did Fan Jun join the army, Lord Zhao must have heard about it, now that I, Fan Jun, can protect myself, thank God, how can I dare to ask for merit and reward?" Fan Jun's eyes dimmed, at this time he did not seek merit, but asked for no fault.

"Only, today's battle is indeed your credit, why don't you let the emperor know that you are a talented person?"

"My lord, please agree to Fan Jun's request. Fan Jun still insisted.

"It's really incomprehensible, since you insist, I will promise you, but what are you doing when you get a prisoner in?" Zhao Cao turned his head and saw the prisoner tied up next to him, and hurriedly asked.

Fan Jun wanted to keep this person by his side. Fan Jun replied.

"Ah?!" Zhao Cao really didn't understand what was going on in his mind about Fan Jun in front of him.

"Fan Jun also hopes that the adult will promise me, please take him out first, there are some things I need to discuss with the adult alone. ”

Zhao Cao ordered his subordinates to take the captive out of the tent, and he turned around in front of Fan Jun, and his head was broken and he didn't understand what this Fan Jun wanted to do.

"My lord, this person is a very useful person to our beam. Fan Jun saw Zhao Cao's doubts, and he had to explain to him slowly.

"What's the use? Isn't it just a captured Wei soldier?" Zhao Cao asked with a glare.

"This man said a man's name before the battle. Fan Jun remembered what the man had said, and it was this sentence that saved the person's life.

"Whose name?"

"The Northern Wei Dynasty is a great Xingtai Xingluan. Fan Jun said softly.

Zhao Cao was suddenly stunned, if the captive really mentioned Xing Luan's name, he was afraid that the battle between the two countries would be fought. That Daxingtai Xing Luan is witty, and his strategy is a hundred times better than ordinary people, there is Wei Rui in the big beam, and Xing Luan in the Northern Wei Dynasty, all of them are strategizing and winning thousands of miles.

"Please hand over this person to Fan Jun, and I will find a way to ask something. Fan Jun said his thoughts.

"Beat him up and let him say it, won't you get it?" Zhao Cao doesn't want to be verbose about things, so if there is something, he will cut the mess with a quick knife.

"My lord, how many people in the army can speak the language of the Xianbei tribe?" asked Fan Jun.

"This ......" Zhao Cao was stopped by him.

"In this Shaoyang City, I'm afraid that no one can speak Xianbei language, and the soldiers of the Northern Wei Dynasty can all speak Chinese, my lord, have you ever thought about why my Daliang will be defeated and retreated?"

“...... I understand, Fan Jun, you are indeed the smartest person I have ever met, and I have obeyed you. Zhao Caochang sighed and had to agree with Fan Jun's idea. He naturally understands the truth of knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent and not being defeated in a hundred battles, but this mediocre sixth prince Xiao Hong, the hundreds of thousands of troops of Daliang, has lost all its combat effectiveness, and the fundamental crux is that he does not know the enemy's strategy and tactics, and the whole is a stupid overseer.

"Thank you, Lord Zhao!" Fan Jun hurriedly thanked him.

Fan Jun came to his tent, and the captured Wei soldiers were still tied up and left there. Fan Jun stepped forward, untied him, took out the golden medicine, and began to apply medicine to the wounds on his legs and hands.

The Wei soldier watched him doing all this in surprise, and the vigilance in his heart did not weaken in the slightest. Fan Jun bandaged his wounds and handed him his parchment water bag. The man took the water bag and drank a few sips of water, he had a beard, his facial features were extremely upright, and his age was not much different from himself, the Xianbei people often grew older than the Han people when they were young, Fan Jun saw his appearance, and he knew that this person was younger than himself.

"What's your name?" Fan Jun asked softly.

The man rolled his eyes and glared at him viciously, not answering.

"Don't worry, from today onwards, I will never ask you any questions other than this question. Fan Jun said seriously.

"How can I believe your words? He finally spoke.

"I could have killed you, but I didn't!" Fan Jun replied calmly.

The man was stunned, on the battlefield, Fan Jun could indeed kill himself on the spot, but he didn't, he really let himself go. It's just that he was injured and captured, which made him even more unacceptable.

"Now that it's in your hands, it's better to kill me now!"