It was said that Zhang He received the order of Sima Yi and led his army to stop Wang Ping's reinforcements. After waiting for a long time, he finally waited for Wang Ping. The two of them caught him and fought for more than twenty rounds. Wang Ping could not fight and had to retreat. Zhang He laughed and rushed over. Just when he was about to slash his sword, he heard a loud shout.

It's so familiar, I seem to have heard it more than ten years ago.

"Zhang Yide, a man from Yan, is here! Who dares to fight to the death with me!"

Zhang He whispered in his heart, and quickly pulled the horse under his crotch and looked at it carefully. But he saw a leopard head, a black-faced man holding a snake spear, and a dark cloud under his crotch, and a big golden sword standing there.

Wang Ping held the horse and the Shu army was not running. The war god in front of him... was so familiar.

"Is this person Zhang Huanhou showing his spirit?" Wang Ping thought to himself, but he must not ask this question. Mr. Huan is the posthumous title of Lao Zhang, and he himself did not know that, so Wang Pingmao bravely called, "But is Zhang Cheqi?"

"It's me." Zhang Fei didn't look back: "When I take care of this defeated general, I will talk to you, the baby."

Zhang He on the opposite side was also confused. The scene of Zhang Fei slapping him in Brazilian County was still vivid in my mind. Although he could be able to fight, if Liao Hua beat the vanguard, he might have saved the dead...

It's really weird.

Zhang He muttered and patted the deputy general: "You, go up and try it."

The deputy general took the order and stepped forward. With just one round, Zhang Fei was taken down by the horse. Zhang He was shocked when he saw this and did not care about Sima Yi's orders, so he ran away.

"Don't go, boy Zhang He! Fight with your grandfather Zhang Fei for 300 rounds!" Zhang Fei shouted while riding his horse.

Zhang He was desperate to pull down his horse. The soldiers of Wei State fled in panic, only to regret that his parents had two legs.

At this time, the situation on Ma Su's side was not very good. Wei Yan came to rescue him and was blocked by Sima Zhao again. Sima Shi was blocked on the mountain, unable to move forward and retreat. When Wei Yan was fighting, he felt the pressure around him light. When he turned his head, he saw a strong man in green robe carrying Sima Shi's head and playing around. The man had a big figure, a face like a heavy date, a seven-foot long beard, and a green dragon crescent moon knife in his hand. He was no one else, but Guan Yu who had been dead for many years.

"But is Yun Chang showing his holy?" Wei Yan shouted excitedly.

"It's a certain family." Guan Yu stroked his long beard and smiled: "Wen Chang first cut off Sima Zhongda's old man first, and then talk about the rest of the matter."

"No!" Wei Yan trembled all over excitedly. As the saying goes, generals are the courage of soldiers. When Ji Han returned to the war god, the morale of the Shu army suddenly soared from the low point to the peak.

In the camp, Sima Yi was leisurely and contented, looking forward to reporting and annihilation of Ma Su's army. After a while, a small school rushed in and shouted for a report.

"Don't panic, but did you kill that Ma Su?" Sima Yi still looked as if he was free to stroke his beard.

The little school cried, "Report to the governor, Guan Yunchang of Shu Han suddenly appeared, and the two young masters had been beheaded by him! Shu Han was in a strong momentum, so take advantage of the momentum to follow Guan Yunchang to kill our army. The governor should leave quickly! If he doesn't leave, it will be too late..."

"Nonsense! Guan Yunchang has been dead for more than ten years! Could it be that I will disrupt our morale?" Sima Yi certainly didn't believe it and said furiously: "Left and right! I dragged this dog out and chopped it up!"

"Governor! Governor! Every word that the villain said is true, every word that is true!" The school kept kowtowing, hoping that Sima Yi could save his life.

Sima Yi had to say something else, and a sound of killing outside the tent shook the sky, and the leader shouted: "Don't leave the old thief Sima!" When Sima Yi listened carefully, okay, he didn't know what Guan Yu's voice was like.

He hurriedly came out of the tent and saw a red-faced, long-bearded general holding a green dragon and crescent moon sword and heading straight to the central army's tent.

...

In short, Sima Yi is worthy of being the most capable person. Although he is a little embarrassed, he can still escape back to Chang'an.

The next person who is not inferior to him is probably Tokugawa Ieyasu from District 11.

There are many regrets. Sima Shi was chopped off by Guan Yu. Sima Zhao escaped back to Chang'an City by luck, but broke one arm.

Sima Yi saw Cao Rui and told him about the past, which caused panic among the Wei Kingdom.

How can you not panic? Liu Guanzhang, who has been in trouble for many years, is resurrected like this? That's the matter of Cao Rui's grandfather's generation. Besides, those three people were a big trouble for the great ancestor back then, and many people were wondering whether the Wei State had exhausted.

The group was also talking about this, but it was hard to tell that Zhu Yuanzhang was still a fan of Ji Han, and after Liu Che watched the Three Kingdoms, he had already turned into a brainless fan of Zhuge Liang.

He urgently hoped that he would have a prime minister like this who could be literary and martial, but the lost little Shutong suggested that he fart in the bed.

Maoling Liu Lang: "@Zhuge Wuhou, what is the matter in the group that Prime Minister Zhuge can tell me, and I will try to satisfy those who can be satisfied!"

Zhuge Wuhou: "Wu...that, thank you."

After all, I didn’t call out the word “Emperor Wu”. It’s too unlucky, it’s a posthumous title for people.

Maoling Liu Lang: "You are welcome. Prime Minister Zhuge has finished his work. Are you interested in being the prime minister here?"

The Liu family may not be too shameless in tradition, and they are starting to poach here in a noble way.

Emperor First Emperor: "Brother Liu said something unnutritious again! Zhuge Zengxiang wanted to come here to starve here. He not only was he named Prime Minister, but also named King Qi!"

Li Erfeng: "You are so superficial that Brother Ying, who is not a king? Prime Minister Zhuge is coming to me. Which province is Fuzhai? You can choose from?"

Constantine XI: "...(sweat)(sweat), it is not good for Brother Li to enfeoff my ancestors in such a noble place, right?"

Li Erfeng: "Oh, I'm sorry, I'll give you some points if it doesn't work. Look at you as big as a city... Those crusaders are also stingy enough. They will retreat in two days of support. What's the point? Is it really a heretic more hateful than pagans?"

Constantine XI: "Forget it, there is nothing to say. When I am unhappy one day, I will cut off the old boy of the Pope and sacrifice it to my lord!"

The Lord of Qixia Palace: "Yes, cut him down earlier and spread my glory to you. I will give you an angel. Pope? How many teachers does he have? (squinted eyes)"

Xiang Haier: "No, don't, don't, take a family member to this matter! The family also wants Prime Minister Zhuge to come to the family member. The family has long disliked that boy Zhao Pu!"

The lost little Shutong: "I suggest you invite Zhao Pu to have a glass of wine, called 'Glass of wine to release the power of the prime minister'. Isn't it beautiful?"

Huaiyou Buyi: "Don't argue! Don't argue! Why don't you give Brother Zhuge a cell phone? If we have anything to do, just chat with him at any time?"

The lost little Shutong: "Good guy, the donkeys in the production team dare not use them like this... Are you trying to let Brother Kong Ming die soon, right?"

Zhuge Liang, who was sitting in the hall, looked at the message in the chat group, and was amused and crying.

"Military advisor, what's wrong?" Liu Bei asked curiously at Zhuge Liang who was amused and crying. He still retained the habit of calling him "Military advisor".
Chapter completed!