While the soldiers were fighting to the death for his Han family and his son, they sacrificed their lives and shed their blood.

And what about them?

But I am having fun here and I have to sarcastically mock the soldiers when I come back.

With this kind of lord, and with this attitude, no matter how hot the blood is, it will probably be cold.

"What are the words of the eldest son? How could I not know about such a big deal? I have been tossing and turning over and over for a long night." Pan Feng bowed his hand and replied indifferently.

"hehe......"

Han Han sneered, then brushed his hands and said, "Since General Pan is so concerned, that young master will give you three thousand soldiers and horses to conquer the rebel Qu Yi. What do you think?"

"I think it's so good. If I can quell the Quyi Rebellion, you will be my well-deserved No. 1 general in Jizhou." Han Fu did not give anyone a chance to speak at all, and directly adopted Han Han's suggestions.

The generals on both sides couldn't help but frown when they heard Han Han's suggestion and looked embarrassed.

This is not a fight against the thief, it is clearly a death sentence.

"Qu Yi has seven thousand soldiers and horses in his hands, and there are even death soldiers who have climbed the ground first. There are no more than ten thousand soldiers and horses that can't be taken down. But you only give me three thousand people to attack Qu Yi. Han Han, Han Han, you really have you."

Seeing the father and son singing together in front of him, Pan Feng sneered in his heart and then bowed: "Since the lord and the eldest son have said that, what else can we say? I will lead the troops to Gaoyuan tomorrow."

Pan Feng agreed very decisively. In the eyes of others, this was Han Han's deliberate straits, but in Pan Feng's opinion, this was his rare opportunity to get out.

Only by seizing this opportunity can Pan Feng escape from Yecheng, a place of right and wrong, and pull out a team of people who truly belong to him and break out of his own territory.

Even if the opponent was frightened by the white horse Yicong and was the famous general Qu Yi who was the first to ascend to the death war, Pan Feng would never let him go.

Because this is his only chance to change his destiny.

Han Han originally wanted to use three thousand troops to go out to make things difficult for Pan Feng, which made him in a dilemma, but Pan Feng actually agreed so readily, which made Han Han feel a little unhappy.

At this moment, a Confucian strategist stood beside Han Han, who was the confidant strategist in Han Han's tent - Guo Tu.

Guo Tu stroked his beard and sneered: "General Pan, you are so sure to win, it seems that you have plenty of energy. Since that's the case, the black bandits in Bingzhou in the north have been frequently invading the territory recently. Then, we will draw a thousand troops from you and leave you two thousand, which is probably enough."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was stunned.

Three thousand soldiers and horses are still alive. Now Han Han is going to take away another thousand, leaving only two thousand soldiers and horses for Pan Feng. Is this a fart?

"This traitor is simply too bullying..."

Even Zhang He was standing by his side couldn't bear to listen. He remembered the grievances of the past and wanted to draw his sword.

With a thought, Pan Feng winked at Zhang He and signaled him not to be impulsive.

If he killed Han Han in public today, he would certainly relieve his anger, but he would be guilty of his superiors. Han Fu would be angry and execute Zhang He.

After all, although most of the people in this lobby complain about Han Han, in the final analysis, they still obey Han Fu's words.

If you are not patient, you will make a big plan.

Pan Feng stepped forward, took a deep breath, and cut the railway line: "Okay, two thousand is only two thousand! Since the eldest son respects me Pan Feng so much, then just take it!"

In the hall, everyone was surprised again.

Almost everyone looked at Pan Feng with a shocked look.

I couldn't believe that even though I knew it was a dead end, Pan Feng dared to take the military order and take two thousand troops to attack Qu Yi.

"There are Qu Yi and 7,000 elite soldiers in Gaoyuan City, and there are also the first death soldiers to defend. Pan Feng brought two thousand soldiers, which was a bit too ignorant."

"Although he has the reputation of drawing against Lu Bu, marching and fighting is not as simple as fighting generals than ruthlessness. If he really wants to bring two thousand soldiers, he may not even be able to save his life."

Although most people in the hall admire Pan Feng's courage and demeanor, they all dislike Pan Feng when it comes to confront Qu Yi.

Han Han also stroked his beard slightly, looked at Guo Tu, and then looked down at Pan Feng below the audience with a sneer of a treacherous plan.

At this moment, Pan Feng took another step forward and bowed and said mercilessly: "It's just that the last general, I still want to borrow a general from the eldest son, and I hope it will be approved."

"Tell me, who do you want to borrow?" Han Han smiled contemptuously, not taking Pan Feng's words to heart. Because in his opinion, only two thousand soldiers and horses would be futile no matter what they did, and they could not escape death.

Pan Feng's sword eyebrows were fixed, he pointed his hand at Zhang He, and said resolutely: "I will use this person to use it, Zhang He, Zhang Yanyi!"

Hearing Pan Feng's words, Zhang He suddenly felt shocked and was at a loss, as if he had never expected that Pan Feng would lend him to Han Han.

People do not know that Zhang He has a strong sense of culture and martial arts, but Pan Feng has the foresight of the system and history. He knows that this person is better than getting 100,000 soldiers.

"Haha... Zhang Yanyi, just take it!"

When Han Han heard that the person Pan Feng was going to borrow was his other mortal enemy, he agreed without thinking.

Han Han was naturally very happy about killing two soldiers without taking the blame for one plan.

Seeing that the decision had been made, Han Fu nodded and said, "This matter is settled like this. If nothing else, you will all be disbanded."

Pan Feng and Zhang He bowed their hands and left calmly under the sympathy and lamenting eyes of everyone.

Looking at Pan Feng's back as he left with a treacherous arc, Han Han's mouth curled up and said coldly: "Pan Feng, Pan Feng, don't blame me for being ruthless. If you want to blame, you will blame you for your bad life. You dare to touch my son's reverse scale. This is the end of offending me..."

......

Pan Feng walked out of the provincial palace not far, and Zhang He chased after him.

Before Zhang He could speak, Pan Feng asked indifferently: "You want to ask, why did I call you to fight Qu Yi with me, right?"

“That’s right.”

Zhang He nodded, although he thanked Pan Feng for taking him out of this place of right and wrong that he had hated for a long time.

But he also knew very well that Qu Yi was not the enemy of two thousand people, and this trip would undoubtedly be a life of death.

Pan Feng pondered: "Ye Yi, do you still remember that many things that I have predicted before have come true one by one?"

Zhang He remembered that in front of him, Pan Feng predicted that Dong Zhuo would escape with the emperor, including predicting Cao Cao's defeat and the retreat of the princes, and a hint of awe of arousing arise in his heart.

"A real man is born between heaven and earth, how can he live in a depressed and long-lasting place?"

Pan Feng smiled and patted Zhang He on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "If you still remember, I will tell you again now."

"Gold, scale, how is it, the things in the pond, turn into dragons when they encounter wind and clouds!"

"We will not only not lose when we travel to Gaoyuan, but we can also use this as a starting point to reorganize the mountains and rivers and create the world again! And you, Zhang He, is my indispensable right-hand man, Pan Feng!"

Hearing Pan Feng’s bold words, Zhang He was stunned, and his thoughts were surging in his mind.

On the one hand, he was shocked by the great ambitions hidden in Pan Feng's heart, and on the other hand, he was shocked by Pan Feng's appreciation and importance to him, Zhang He.

In the past, if Jiang Ziya had not had the Wei River connection of King Wen, he would have been a fisherman who ended up inaction and fished to death.

The reason why a thousand-mile horse is a thousand-mile horse is not only because of its high configuration, but more importantly, it is because of the emergence of Bole.

After a while, Zhang He's eyes were astonished and turned into deep resoluteness.

"Thanks to Brother Pan, I respect me."

He took a deep breath, bowed deeply to Pan Feng, and said with a sigh: "From now on, Zhang's order is the order of Brother Pan, and Zhang's body is the body of Brother Pan, but by driving, he will never have the same intention."

"If you disobey this in the future, the gods and men will be angry with each other!"

(To be continued...)
Chapter completed!