Hejian Kingdom. The north bank of Zhangshui.

Su Pu, riding a majestic Wuhuan horse, slowly walked slowly across the Zhangshui River. His face, which was as gloomy as the sky, was covered with anger and horror.

On the banks of the river near Zhangshuidu Bridge, wherever you see, are the cold corpses of the Wuhuan people and the wounded soldiers who are wailing.

Because Tao Ying had transported the bodies of soldiers who died in battle in the Xuanjia Army and the wounded soldiers to cross the river earlier, no Han army was seen on the river beach at this time.

"It hurts so much..."

"Save me..."

"Xilulu..."

The scattered human bodies, the wounded soldiers wailing in the cold wind, the wrathful war horses, the broken weapons scattered around, and the cold beach dyed red by the bright red blood...

Facing the tragic scene in front of you, Su Puyan, the Wuhuan hero who regards life as grass, sighs from the bottom of his heart for the first time in his life.

"Life is low, even wild dogs!"

Of course, Su Puyan was even more angry because he did not see a Han army's corpse. Apart from hundreds of his own people, there was only the rising yellow dust in the sky, covering the already dark sky.

Hao Yiluo's betrayal, Lu Mi Xiaoshuai's defeat, and Wuhuan soldiers who were killed and injured on the ground finally made Su Puyan's anger reach its extreme.

"Swish!"

Su Puyan was angry and pulled his bow and arrow. At the sound of the bowstring, a sharp wolf-toothed arrow flew across the Zhang River and headed straight for the Xuanjia Army looking around on the south bank.

"Click!"

The sharp and cold arrow finally fell weakly into the Zhang River, which was as wide as two arrows. Before even a small splash of water was sprinkled, it was swept by the cold Zhang River, floating down the river, and heading straight for the vast Bohai Sea.

"Bada..."

It seemed to mock Su Puyan's incompetence, the burning Zhangshuidu Bridge was broken into several sections, falling down from the Zhangshui River and splashing waves.

"Ah!"

Su Puyan, who was furious and roared to the sky, looked at the south bank of Zhangshui with his sinister eyes and drowned loudly at Tao Ying.

"Han Gou Tao Ying, can you dare to fight with me!"

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The south bank of Zhangshui.

Tao Ying held Tian Feng's hand and was very grateful.

"If it weren't for Mr. Yuan Hao's wisdom, my Xuanjia Army soldiers would probably have sacrificed their lives on the north bank of Zhangshui!"

Tian Feng's plan may not be very clever, and he still used the bluffing plan that Tao Ying had played under Gonggao City before.

However, the conditions were there, and Tian Feng was much more fun than Tao Ying.

Tian Feng drove all the thousands of war horses that captured the Wuhuan people out of Gonggao City, drove them all the way, heading straight to the banks of the Zhangshui River, creating a huge momentum.

It also makes people blow the horn of attack everywhere, while making people keep whipping horses, making the war horses roar and neighing, creating an atmosphere of sporting horses, so as to affect the minds of the Wuhuan people on the other side.

Sure enough, since the death of the little coach of Lu Mi, the Wuhuan people, who had no leader, were killed by the Xuanjia Army, especially the wanton massacre of the two killing gods of Yan Liang and Zhao Yun, when they heard the sudden rise of the Nanban, they had a misjudgment, and their fighting spirit collapsed instantly and eventually retreated.

"This is nothing, the key is that General Tao's soldiers were using their lives, not afraid of the strength of foreign races, and dared to fight to force the Wuhuan rebels to retreat. Tian played a very minimal role."

Although he was secretly satisfied with his work and arrogant personality, Tian Feng still expressed his sincere admiration for the courage and combat power of Tao Ying and the soldiers of the Xuanjia Army.

Especially in the face of the powerful Wuhuan cavalry, the Xuanjia Army fought to the death and refused to retreat. This was rarely seen by Tian Feng in the Han army in other parts of the Han Dynasty.

"No, Mr. Yuan Hao is too humble!"

"Although the brave ones win when the two armies meet, the Xuanjia Army has a fighting spirit that is not afraid of hardship or death, and a heroic and tenacious fighting style; but if it lacks correct and perfect strategies, it is just a bravery for every man!"

Tian Feng was a "stubborn donkey" in the late Han Dynasty. In the late Han Dynasty, where everyone was an actor, he was almost an alternative. Tao Ying admired Tian Feng's frankness.

"Mr. Yuan Hao is very talented and has many powerful powers. There are only a few people in the world who can match it. When he was in Xuzhou, he was very impressed."

"Maybe Mr. Yuan Hao doesn't believe it. He responded to his admiration like a surging river, continuous, and it's a trance that has been going on for thousands of years!"

These words fell into Tian Feng's ears, and while he was softening his heart, he naturally felt the strong smell of flattery.

But Tian Feng didn't know what Tao Ying said was the truth.

"If you say something too much, you may be laughed at by people all over the world!"

"Sneer?"

I glanced at Tian Feng with a complicated expression, and Tao Ying smiled with a smile on his face.

"Laughing at you, or laughing at me?"

Tao Ying smiled and shook his head without explaining, and continued to fool Tian Feng, hoping that Tian Feng could get on his own boat and not follow Yuan Shao.

"Otherwise, you, Tian Yuanhao, will ruin Qingqing's life!"

In order to save Tian Feng, Tao Ying walked slowly to the Zhangshui River with his hands behind his back, looked at the Wuhuan people looking at this place opposite him, and recited Master Luo's hymn to Tian Feng:

Bohai Tian Yuanhao, Tian Zimai and others.

The eight scholars of the Zhou Dynasty, the Yin family was matched with three geniuses.

Direct advice...

"Han Gou Tao Ying, can you dare to fight with me!"

The roar of the sky made Tao Ying suddenly shudder, and instantly came to his senses, and secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"I almost thought it was a mistake!"

"Brother, please thank Su Puyan for his timely warning, so that he should try to slow down when he dies, and remember your gratitude to his eight generations of ancestors!"

When Tian Feng just heard the itchy place, he saw Tao Ying suddenly being interrupted by the Wuhuan people on the other side, and a hint of anger arose in his heart.

"This group of damn Wuhuan thieves didn't say anything early or late, but they just made a sound at this critical moment. Isn't it intentional?"

Even if you are angry, Tian Feng has already thought about it. When he has free time after the war, even if he licks his face, he has to let Tao Ying complete the following poems.

"This genre that is not similar to ancient poetry is worth learning from by me, Tian Yuanhao!"

Tao Ying came back to his senses, his eyes turned to the other side and was furious and thunderous, Su Puyan sighed at the river and responded loudly.

"Su Puyan, you Wuhuan dog bastard, wash the dog head for this county magistrate. In two days, this county magistrate will kill Zhangshui, chop off your dog head and use it as a urinal!"

Su Puyan on the other side naturally heard Tao Ying's words. After he had been dealing with the Han people for a long time, he could naturally understand Chinese language. He became even more angry and his eyes were full of blood.

"Tao Yinggou Thief, I will definitely kill you!"

Tao Ying expressed disdain for the swearing from the other side of the river and turned around and left. He had to go back to Gonggao City to see if Hua Xin's infantry had come up, and then deal with the matter of Wuhuan captives.

"Wenheng, Zilong, set up a bonfire and stationed on the spot. While roasting horse meat, he monitored the movements of the Wuhuan people on the other side."

"The kingdom abandoned the war horses and returned to Gonggao City."

Tao Ying's thief eyes turned to Tian Feng, who liked to "being strong and offend", and greeted him with a smile.

"Alas, Tian Feng was one of the best strategists with extremely wiseness during the late Han Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms period; unfortunately, he was also the most tragic strategist, but he had no one!"

"Maybe only brother can save his stubborn and loyal life!"
Chapter completed!