"Dad, do you want to attack the city?" Zhang Zhong asked with his horse to Zhang Rui.

Zhang Rui shook his head and looked up at the city wall. Sheng Hong's figure came into view.

Sheng Hong on the city wall also looked at him in surprise.

"What the hell is going on?"

Sheng Hong looked at Zhang Rui and his son and murmured to himself.

“Is the mob this time related to him?

That’s right, after all, this guy even did the terrible thing of proclaiming himself emperor.”

"But why do you have to take someone to beat me? What is the purpose of doing this? Could it be..."

Sheng Hong dared not think about it anymore.

He was afraid that the bad idea in his heart would become a reality.

With a "swoosh", a sharp arrow passed by, scaring him so much that he thought Zhang Rui had ordered the siege.

When Sheng Hong stabilized his emotions and looked down at the city, a short and strong man in the crowd looked at him with a bow.

Then he put the bow away, and then Zhang Rui took his men away from the city wall.

"Sir, is there something on the arrow?"

A county soldier held an arrow in both hands, and a piece of fine cloth tied to the arrow rod, with ink marks on it.

Sheng Hong took off the fine cloth and opened it and saw that it was obviously a letter.

“This handwriting looks familiar…”
Chapter completed!