On the camp gate tower, Sun Ce looked at the two people fighting in the distance and chuckled twice.

"Ziyang, your understanding of martial arts is far above Guan Yu. Gu is very curious. What kind of state can you reach if you fight with someone?"

Liu Ye was happy in his heart, bowed slightly, and said with a smile: "I am a good person and have too little practice. I can only deal with the middle-aged man below. I have no chance of winning when I meet a real master. Just like Guan Yu, he can easily defeat ordinary generals, either by strong attacks or raids. When he fights with a real master, he will definitely lose after fighting."

Sun Ce nodded with a smile. The biggest difference between Liu Ye and Guo Jia is that Liu Ye has martial arts skills and is not low-level. He saw at a glance the shortcomings of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in Guan Yu's hand. This weapon is more suitable for bullying the weak in melee battles, and is not suitable for one-on-one duels between masters. The gun is the king of hundreds of soldiers. Whether it is a battlefield or a swimming field, guns and spears have the most obvious advantages, while the knife is slightly inferior. Not to mention anything else, the length must be much shorter. If you want to deal with a gun master, you must first get close.

But how can a true master make his opponent approach easily, let alone a cavalry battle. This not only requires the courage to move forward, but also requires superb riding skills. A war horse is the knight's feet, and riding skills are equivalent to footwork. If the riding skills are not good, it means that the footwork is not active. How can you get close to you?

Of course, Guan Yu's riding skills are not bad, but compared with Zhang Liao, it is still a bit far apart. When Zhang Liao followed Lu Bu, he often accompanied Lu Bu to practice martial arts. Whether it was weapons, martial arts or riding skills, Lu Bu was not inferior to Guan Yu. Zhang Liao had long been familiar with this situation, and now he can fight against Guan Yu, so he can naturally be at ease. Whether he can defeat Guan Yu is sure to retreat without losing his body.

Liu Ye suggested sending Zhang Liao to fight Guan Yu, which was a slightest point in Guan Yu.

Sun Ce thought of Xun You from Liu Ye, and it seems that strategists should also practice martial arts. People's way of thinking is greatly affected by physical conditions. Practicing martial arts can not only strengthen their bodies and have agile thinking, but also cultivate people's ability to take risks. Taking risks not only requires courage and courage, but also the ability to implement them. You can go on battles in person when necessary. Xun You and Liu Ye both have such courage and ability, so that they can become first-class strategists.

Guo Jia is not good at practicing martial arts, and he suffers some losses. He is practicing the Five Animal Show now, and health preservation is enough, but his aggressiveness is slightly lacking.

Zhen Xiang came over. "Master, please see Zhen Yan, wait in the central army."

Sun Ce looked back at Liu Ye. "Ziyang, you will deal with it here."

"Here." Liu Ye was happily ordered.

Sun Ce got off the camp building, got on the horse, and walked towards the central army with Zhen Xiang. While walking, he asked Zhen Yan about the situation. Before Liu Bei occupied Zhongshan, Zhen Yan felt that the situation in northern Hebei had changed, so he asked the children of the clan to go to Liaodong and Jiangdong. He stayed to maintain his family and dealt with Liu Bei, and secretly reported the news. Sun Ce was able to enter northern Hebei so quickly and reach Zhongshan. The information provided by Zhen Yan played a very important role. After arriving at Lu Nu yesterday, he sent someone to Wu Ji to invite Zhen Yan before he even set up a camp. Zhen Yan arrived the next day, which shows that he had been waiting for this day for a long time.

When Sun Ce came to the central army, he saw Zhen Yan standing in front of the central army's tent, and Sun Quan was there. The two of them were several steps apart, but there was nothing to talk to. Sun Ce got off the horse and called Zhen Yan. Sun Quan entered the tent and asked Sun Quan to report the situation first.

When the army besieged the city, it was necessary to build wood and harvest firewood and siege equipment. Sun Quan's camp was responsible for this matter. He came to report to Sun Ce on the visits to the surrounding mountains and forests. There were no mountains near Lunu, only some hills, and many of these hills were the tombs of the kings of Zhongshan in history, with many newly built ritual buildings on it. If you go up the mountain to collect wood, these buildings will inevitably be destroyed.

Sun Ce was a little surprised and asked Zhen Yan: "Has Liu Bei built a large-scale construction in Zhongshan?"

Zhen Yan nodded. "The tomb of King Jing of Zhongshan was robbed. The folk rumors were caused by his impersonation as the descendant of King Jing of Zhongshan, so he repaired the tomb for King Jing of Zhongshan in all dynasties. Sacrifices in all seasons are actually manifestations of guilt. Dongfang Shuo, a strange man, had long foresaw that Liu Bei was not descendant of King Jing of Zhongshan, and would not have children. Now the people say that the son born to Queen Mao was not Liu Bei's bloodline, but was born of an affair with others. Liu Bei injured his kidneys in the last battle and could no longer have children. For this reason, he killed two doctors."

"Is this true or false?"

Zhen Yan smiled. "It should be true. I heard from one of the doctors' family that this doctor is well-known for such injuries."

Sun Ce understood and did not ask again, asking Sun Quan not to be scrupled, pick what should be picked, leave a few of the largest ones, don’t draw light, and don’t take the opportunity to dig. No matter what, the Zhongshan Royal Tomb is a historical site after all, and cannot be destroyed at will.

Sun Quan took the order and went there.

Sun Ce ordered people to prepare wine, reminisce about the old days with Zhen Yan, and understand the situation in northern Hebei.

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In a blink of an eye, Guan Yu and Zhang Liao fought for more than a hundred matches, and there was no difference between the winner and the defeat.

Zhang Liao raised his spear and indicated that the horse was exhausted and the physical strength was insufficient, so he had to change another horse to fight again. This was a routine of martial arts competition, and Guan Yu was not easy to stop it, but he was very depressed. Zhang Liao had a horse to replace, but he did not have a second Chitu. According to this situation, it was unrealistic for him to defeat Zhang Liao. If he continued to stalemate, he might be at a disadvantage because of insufficient horsepower.

No matter how strong Chitu is, after all, he is exhausted. The wisest choice is undoubtedly to stop. But he feels embarrassing to ask for peace on his own initiative. Zhang Fei was slightly better at the time when he was against Zhang Liao. If he couldn't defeat Zhang Liao and took the initiative to ask for peace on his own initiative, wouldn't he meant that he was not as good as Zhang Fei?

Just as Guan Yu was hesitating, Zhang Liao had already replaced his horse and rushed over again. He raised his spear and smiled, "Mr. Guan, this time, we must decide the winner."

Guan Yu snorted, without saying a word, urging his horse to move forward and swing his sword to attack Zhang Liao. Fighting for battle is useless, he wants to fight quickly. He will not be good for him. He wants to attack and drag Zhang Liao into the battle to leverage his advantages of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword.

Zhang Liao was ready to kick the horse forward and then slammed the spear. Guan Yu waved his sword and knocked it away, and the horse was thrust hard. Chi Tu jumped forward and grabbed Zhang Liao's horse. Zhang Liao saw that Guan Yu was coming fiercely, and the war horse under his crotch was forced by Chi Tu's momentum, and he was a little panicked. He sank the spearhead and stabbed Chi Tu's forehead, "swish swish swish swish swish" three spears in a row.

Guan Yu was shocked, and quickly tied his mount and waved his sword to block it. He only had this one. If he was stabbed by Zhang Liao, it would be almost impossible to find a war horse that suits his wishes. He was furious and shouted sternly: "Zhang Wenyuan, I respect you as a hero. Now that I am competing with you, how can you do such a despicable means of hurting a horse? Are you not afraid of the heroes in the world laughing?"

Zhang Liao laughed. "Forgive me, Mr. Guan. Your Dayuan horse is rare. It is as powerful as a tiger. Liao's mount is hard to bear its sharpness. His muscles and legs are weak. I have to follow the power. But Mr. Guan is worried. Liao has no intention of hurting the horse, so he just stopped it. Tsk tsk, Mr. Guan has a dragon sword in his hand and a red tiger under his crotch. He is in the world. Only two or three sons can be the sharpest person in Guan Hou. Liao is lucky enough to fight with Mr. Guan and will not defeat him. If he can win one move and half a gesture, he can also be on the hero list. Why are he afraid of the heroes in the world laughing?"

Guan Yu was speechless. After saying this, he really couldn't blame Zhang Liao. His sword and horse were the strongest in the world, but Zhang Liao used ordinary spears and war horses. This was not a fair competition. If the two tied, he would lose. If he could not defeat Zhang Liao, if this competition was spread, others would say that Zhang Liao was more skilled, who would say that Zhang Liao was despicable?

He forced himself to advance, for fear that Zhang Liao would hurt Chi Zhuo. If he did not advance, he would not be able to win. What should he do? Guan Yu was in a dilemma.

Seeing Guan Yu hesitating, Zhang Liao did not advance, and rode his horse back and forth lightly. While warming up the horse, he deliberately stimulated Guan Yu. "If Guan Hou is exhausted, he might as well take a rest and fight again."

Guan Yu was not willing to admit that he was exhausted, and he was indeed not exhausted, but he just couldn't find a way to break the enemy. After being stimulated by Zhang Liao, he had no time to think and stepped forward again to fight Zhang Liao. He just stopped attacking head-on, but walked in the same direction as Zhang Liao, hoping to snatch Zhang Liao's defense from the side. When attacking from the front, Zhang Liao could use the length advantage of the spear to attack Chitu and approach from the side. Even if Zhang Liao wanted to attack his war horse, he could block it.

The two entered a battle situation, controlled the horses, and fought for the most favorable position. Most people had more flexible right hands. If they could seize the right position during cavalry warfare, they would seize the initiative. The left and right are for stabbing weapons such as spears and halberds. Even if Guan Yu used a knife, he could volatilize with his right hand and sweep to the right, it would be better to hold a knife in both hands and chop to the left.

The riding technique once again determined the outcome. Zhang Liao's riding technique was obviously better. He seized an opportunity and seized the position on the right, but never let Guan Yu take it back. He held his spear with both hands and stabbed continuously, and kept his moves away from Guan Yu's back and right ribs. Guan Yu could only turn his body sideways and blocked passively, and occasionally fight back one or two moves. Although Guan Yu's strength and martial arts, coupled with the weight of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, even if it was swayed with one hand, it was powerful and it was difficult for ordinary people to take a blow, but Zhang Liao was obviously not in this list. Although his strength was not as good as Guan Yu, he was not as good as Guan Yu. It was effortless to block Guan Yu's one-handed sway with both spears in his hands. There was enough power to counterattack, which made Guan Yu a little nervous.

The two fought for dozens of more rounds. Just when Guan Yu was frustrated and planned to give up, Zhang Liao seized this opportunity and stabbed Guan Yu's right arm with a spear. With a "sweep", half of Guan Yu's sleeve was lifted down by the spear, and was blown by the wind, fluttering and fell to the ground for a long time.

Guan Yu's face, which was already red, suddenly turned red like a pig's liver. He held the knife and glared at Zhang Liao, and said in a deep voice: "Zhang Wenyuan, don't bully people too much. Do you think Guan really can't take the head of yours?"

Zhang Liao tied his mount and bowed to apologize. "Horse Guan Hou calmed down. Liao was careless for a moment and destroyed Guan Hou's brocade clothes and was ashamed. Please go back to the camp first. Liao should prepare a new suit and then apologize to Guan Hou."

Guan Yu was furious and ignored Zhang Liao. He picked up his horse and prepared to return to the camp. He knew in his heart that it was the best way to go, and if he continued to get involved, it would be a problem with the battle robe. He had just taken more than a hundred steps, and a cavalry ran from the Wu army camp and shouted:
Chapter completed!