"How could my lord do this!" Zhu Ling couldn't hold back his resentment and angrily threw Yuan Shao's letter on the ground.

Hao Zhao's expressions changed, while Guo Huai's figure was shaken, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes.

That was Yuan Shao's handwriting. Zhu Ling threw it on the ground openly. This was a blatant disrespect to Yuan Shao.

Everyone's eyes were turned to Yuan Fang, wondering how Yuan Fang would deal with it.

After all, Yuan Fang is Yuan Shao's son, and Zhu Ling dares to disrespect his father. As a son, Yuan Fang should be reprimanded to some extent.

After getting angry, Zhu Ling quickly calmed down and realized that he was too excited. He quickly raised his hands and said: "The general was temporarily excited and was disrespectful to the lord. Please forgive me."

Yuan Fangteng stood up and walked towards Zhu Ling step by step.

Everyone in the tent was sweating secretly, thinking that Yuan Fang was going to deal with it.

However, Yuan Fang stepped on Yuan Shao's letter as if it were nothing.

Amid everyone's surprised gazes, he patted Zhu Ling's shoulder and said with a smile: "Wenbo, don't be angry. Now we want soldiers, food, and territory. Do we still care about other people's so-called rewards?"

Let’s carve out a world on our own and make some people regret it.”

The unexpected move and these bold words shocked everyone in the tent.

Yuan Fang is telling Zhu Ling and others that you are now my subordinates and are fighting for me to conquer the world. I, Yuan Fang, will naturally protect you.

Although it is not stated explicitly, the intention is already clear.

Zhu Ling was deeply shocked by Yuan Fang's courage and ambition, and her eyes were filled with excitement and admiration.

After being stunned for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said with emotion: "I understand what you said, and I will follow you through fire and water without any hesitation."

Yuan Fang nodded slightly and turned to Hao Zhao and Guo Huai.

The two men also woke up from the shock, hurriedly raised their hands and said in unison: "I am willing to follow you to the death."

Several generals expressed their willingness to follow Yuan Fang loyally.

Yuan Fang also had great pride in his heart. With the loyalty of his generals and the squad and territory at hand, he was even more confident.

"Liu Bei retreated to Gaotang, summoned the defeated troops, and gathered more than 3,000 soldiers and horses. Tian Kai was also sending reinforcements to Gaotang. In the opinion of his subordinates, we should take advantage of the situation and forcefully cross the Yellow River to capture the enemy in one fell swoop before reinforcements arrived.

Gaotang." Zhu Ling pointed at the map and spoke.

Guo Huai said: "Gaotang is a fortified city. If we don't make sufficient preparations, we may not be able to capture it easily with just ten thousand troops. Besides, it will take time to collect boats and rafts to cross the river. I'm afraid Tian Kai's reinforcements will have arrived by then."

arrive."

All the generals hold their own opinions, and they all have their own reasons.

Yuan Fang stared at the map, analyzed the generals' opinions, and recalled the historical memories of Qingzhou in his mind.

"Yellow Turban Army, Liu Bei, Tian Kai, Kong Rong..."

Yuan Fang silently recited these names in his heart, and his eyes wandered among the counties in Qingzhou. Gradually, the memory fragments in his mind began to be pieced together into a clear idea.

After pondering for a long time, Yuan Fang raised a smile and waved his hands: "The losses in the attack are too great, so it is not a wise choice. Let's wait for now. If my guess is good, an excellent opportunity will appear soon."

Great opportunity?

Zhu Ling and others were all startled, looking at each other with confusion and confusion in their expressions.

Although they couldn't figure out what the "excellent opportunity" Yuan Fang was referring to, after several battles, they were deeply impressed by Yuan Fang's judgment and asked no more questions.

After the military agreement was reached, Yuan Convenient asked the generals to train soldiers quickly, collect boats and rafts, build equipment, and prepare to cross the river and capture Gaotang City.

The decision has been made and all the generals surrendered.

When Zhu Ling was the last one to leave, he happened to encounter Yuan Gui carrying something on his back and struggling to walk into the tent.

"Sir, this is the weapon waiting for the craftsmen to build it. It has been made, please try it." Yuan Gui gasped and held up the so-called weapon.

Zhu Ling took a closer look and couldn't help but have a strange look on his face.

The object in Yuan Gui's hand was clearly nothing more than a thick iron rod, regardless of what kind of weapon it was.

Yuan Fang's eyes lit up, he rolled up his sleeves and grabbed the iron rod with one hand.

The heavy weight immediately tightened the muscles of the arms.

"Well, not bad, it's really quite filling."

Yuan Fang praised, grabbed the iron rod with both hands, and danced out several stick flowers.

When Yuan Fang danced, the iron rod whirled in the wind. It was much slower than dancing with a spear and a knife. It was obvious that the iron rod was quite heavy.

Zhu Ling came closer and asked curiously: "Master, do you plan to use this iron rod as a weapon?"

"Then." Yuan Fang threw the iron rod to Zhu Ling and asked with a smile: "What do you think of Wenbo?"

Zhu Ling stretched out his hand and suddenly felt that the iron rod was surprisingly heavy. He hurriedly took it with both hands and almost couldn't hold it firmly.

Zhu Ling became more and more surprised. He weighed the iron rod and found that it weighed at least ninety kilograms.

"This iron rod weighs at least ninety kilograms. It is very heavy, but it is not easy to dance. If you want to kill the enemy with it, you can only rely on the instantaneous explosive power of the muscles and the overwhelming power of Mount Tai to defeat the enemy in a few moves. Mr.

You don’t really want to use this iron rod as a weapon, do you?”

Zhu Ling was greatly surprised. You should know that when choosing weapons for generals, spears, knives, and halberds are often the first choices. A few also use axes and hammers as weapons. Like Yuan Fang, he still uses an iron rod as a weapon.

First time using it.

After Yuan Fang took the Hun Iron Bar, he said calmly: "When I beheaded Shan Jing that day, I relied on my explosive power at the critical moment to knock Shan Jing off his horse with his sword and his body, so that I could kill him. I gained from that battle.

I was inspired to build this heavy iron rod. On the battlefield, it can kill the enemy with instantaneous explosive power, just in time to catch the opponent by surprise."

After beheading Dan Jing that day, the knife in Yuan Fang's hand was badly damaged. At that time, he wanted to forge a durable weapon, and this iron rod was forged just for this purpose.

Zhu Ling understood what Yuan Fang meant, but reminded him: "Young master, you can win with force, but although the instantaneous explosive power is extremely strong, it will also cause great harm to the body. Once or twice is okay, but I can only use it multiple times."

, it will cause irreparable damage to the body. At that time, I am afraid that the gain will not be worth the loss."

"It doesn't matter, I have my own sense of discretion." A sly smile flashed in Yuan Fang's eyes.

Of course, Zhu Ling would not know that he had been injected with a biochemical virus from later generations, and his body had a strong recovery ability, so he was not afraid of damage to his body's muscles.

Using heavy weapons and relying on instantaneous explosive power without harming the body to deliver unexpected fatal blows to the enemy is simply a tactic tailor-made for Yuan Fang's body.

Zhu Ling saw that Yuan Fang was so confident, so he thought to himself: "Young master is a martial arts prodigy. Since he is so confident, he must have his own sense of proportion, so what do I have to worry about?"

Thinking of this, Zhu Ling no longer worried and just said: "In that case, it is fine for the young master to use this muddy iron rod as a weapon, but this muddy iron rod seems a bit unpleasant, so it is better to give it a louder name.

"

This picture emerged in Yuan Fang's mind:

His ninety-two kilogram heavy stick roared and smashed, smashing the enemy general's head to pieces instantly and cracking his brain...
Chapter completed!