The next day, Zheng County ushered in a light rain. Listening to the sound of rain outside the tent, Cheng Yu's face was as gloomy as this day. No, even more gloomy than the heavy rainy night before the sunrise in Tongguan.

Although he had not received the battle report from Luoyang, his heart could not calm down. He always felt that he had missed something. Tian Chi, Shao Emperor, Yan Zhong and Xun were constantly spinning in front of him.

Suddenly, he was stunned and another figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

Huangfu Song!

Huangfu Song, a veteran general of the Han Dynasty!

Cheng Yu fell on a chair and fell down. He knew that the old general was seriously injured and bedridden due to the attack. He also knew that the old general had been living in seclusion for several months, but he didn't know whether this was the smoke released by the old general, and he didn't know whether the old general could cross the horse and spear across the battlefield.

Cheng Yu clapped his hands, and a guard flashed from behind the tent. The man had a short figure and an ordinary appearance. He was like he could not find anything thrown into the crowd, but there was a thick cocoon at his tiger's mouth.

Cheng Yu looked at the man gloomy: "Have the old lieutenant set out?"

The man bowed respectfully: "I've set out. Since I got your letter from Tongguan that day, I heard that the old lieutenant would move his family to Hanoi, so I have arranged personnel to pick up the old lieutenant.

Now the old lieutenant has arrived at the territory of Xuzhou. The Xuzhou prefect Tao Qian is trying to curry favor with General Cao. He is planning to hold a big banquet in the past two days to receive the old lieutenant!"

Cheng Yu nodded and took out a sealed letter from his arms and handed it to the man, and then said, "Things have changed. You can hurry to Xuzhou and hand it to Shengfeng in person, so that he must judge the situation and act according to the opportunity."

The man took the letter and nodded, and disappeared into the tent in the blink of an eye.

...

Sheng Feng is just a Quhou under Zhang, the prefect of Xuzhou Tao Qian, the commander of Zhang, but he is not the same as Zhang. He is not from the Yellow Turban. A few years ago, he was a swordsman who traveled around the world. Until one day, he was seriously injured and unconscious at the foot of Mount Tai due to an enemy attack, and was rescued by Cheng Yu.

He decided to end his career as a swordsman and embarked on the road of joining the army. Under Tao Qian's command, he went from being a big-headed soldier to today's Quhou.

Sheng Feng read the letter with a glance at him and raised his head and said to the man: "When did you set out?"

"Two days ago, it was about a thousand miles from Zheng County to here. I changed five horses along the way before I arrived here!"

"Well, then you go down and rest first, and you will go back to Zheng County tomorrow morning!"

The man nodded and turned around. Suddenly, Sheng Feng punched out and hit the man's temple. The man groaned and fell to the ground.

Pretend to be sick? How can a dead person come to pretend to be sick? Sheng Feng looked at the man and raised the letter in his hand to the oil lamp. A stream of blue smoke rose up and the letter disappeared in an instant. Sheng Feng shook the ashes on his hand and turned and walked out of the door.

Xuzhou Prefecture.

Xuzhou prefect Tao Qian held Cao Song's hand and said earnestly: "Old Grandmaster, since you insist on going to Hanoi, Qian will no longer keep you, so as not to miss the day you and Meng De will meet. However, today, the heroes are competing for thieves, and they will travel hundreds of miles to Hanoi. Meng De will fight against the thieves in Zheng County. Qian will arrange for you to accompany you for 500 guards, so please do not refuse!"

Cao Song greeted again and again, Tao Qian turned his head and looked at everyone under his command. He saw that the commander Zhang Zheng and a Qu Hou whispered, and changed his color: "Zhang

,What are you doing?”

Zhang Tiaoliu clasped his fists: "Ming Gong, I would like to order five hundred elite soldiers to escort the old lieutenant to Hanoi!"

Tao Qian was overjoyed when he heard this. He wanted to send him away with Cao Bao, but he felt that Cao Bao was a rank-in-chief of the county and could not be separated from Xuzhou for a while. This one was cognizable. When he came back from Hanoi this time, he would have to add a little burden to him.

At that moment, Zhang lit up five hundred elite soldiers and followed Cao Song to Hanoi.

...

The next evening, Fei County, Yanzhou.

Just after noon, a gust of wind blew up and suddenly became pitch black everywhere. The dense dark clouds rolled over from the sky, as if the Jade Emperor had knocked over the ink bottle and washed the entire sky with ink.

“Cool!”

A thunder sounded like a war drum in the sky, followed by a lightning flashing in the sky, breaking the boundless clouds in half. The raindrops in the sky began to dance wildly, as if thousands of sharp arrows were shot down from the heads of the crowd.

"I'll take a break, what kind of luck is this? I thought I could get some rewards with the bird's lieutenant, but there was no reward, and there were quite a lot of scolding and whips. I also encountered this ghost weather. If I had known this was the case, I wouldn't have come to kill me!"

"Speak quietly, I will be heard by the servant of the Bird Taiwei and Cao De, and I will be scolded again!"

The team was full of yelling, and Sheng Feng pretended not to hear it, rode on the horse and looked ahead, and saw an ancient temple one mile ahead. He hurriedly slapped his horse and chased Zhang and said, "Prince, there is an ancient temple one mile ahead. Can the old lieutenant and his men rest for a while?"

Old Grand Marshal?

Zhang turned his horse's head and glanced at the dozens of carriages in the team, and snorted coldly. The bullshit old lieutenant, the fucked me and the children were all soaked. They were all huddled in the carriage and didn't say a word for a long time, allowing the children to move forward in the rain.

Thinking of this, a burst of anger popped up in his heart, pointing at Sheng Feng and cursing: "Sir, what are you thinking about? You actually asked me to be the guard of this trip. There was no such thing as any oil or water, and I was also very angry with Cao De. If you hadn't been with me for two years, you would have chopped you alive!"

"Who said there is no oil or water?" Sheng Feng pointed to the convoy and smiled sinisterly, "Prince, the old lieutenant is old, so how can we use so many possessions? Do you think we should help the old lieutenant take a little?"

Zhang Zhuozhe became angry and patted Sheng Feng: "You said it is right, but since you want to take it away, you will take it all away. What soup will you leave for him?"

"But, what should Cao Cao do?"

"Hmph, Brother Shengfeng, you are still a little tender. I remember when I led my brothers in the Yellow Turban Army, those big families and officials had a lot of trouble. I killed people and robbed people, brother, you have to look at my brother!"

At the end of the talk, Zhang Chaozhongjun shouted: "Children, hurry up. There is a temple ahead. Let's go here for a while and wait until the rain stops before leaving!"

"boom!"

A burst of cheers broke out in the team, and everyone ran forward with great energy.

Cao De and others who were behind were also very happy when they heard this. With a shout, the grooms raised their horse whip high, and the horses ran and splashed the sewage of soldiers who could not hide in the team, attracting a burst of laughter from Cao De and Cao Song's family.

Although they were sitting in the car, they didn't want to brave the heavy rain. They were not going to attend the funeral. Why are they so anxious?

God, what's the difference between one day earlier? Unfortunately, they don't know that they are also attending the funeral, but they are attending their own funeral!

It was already three o'clock when everyone finished their meal in the temple.

Zhang Chao Cao Song said, "Taiwei, it seems that the rain will not stop for a while. How can I rest here for a night and wait until tomorrow is clear before rushing?"

Cao Song nodded and went to arrange for the family to rest.

It was night, and the wind and rain were shaking, as if thousands of troops were mixed with rumbling thunder and boundless rainstorms in the night. Glorious lightning broke through the entire night sky.

Suddenly, a little frightened, Cao Song flipped out of the bed: "De'er, do you hear if the soldiers outside mutiny?"

Cao De listened and laughed, "This is not the voice of the soldiers, this is the sound of wind and rain outside. Ah Weng, it's not that I'm talking about you, but the older you are, the less courageous you are. Where did your courage go back then? My elder brother is now in the hands of 100,000 soldiers, and there is a person in the world who dares to oppose my Cao family?"

"You slutty, you dare to say you are me!" Cao Song smiled and cursed, and then said, "You either beat or scold them during the day, aren't you afraid that they will turn their faces? If you were under your elder brother's account, you would have been dealt with by him. Also, I heard that Zhang Nai was from the Yellow Turban Army, so you might as well go out and have a look, otherwise I will feel uneasy!"

"It's my brother again? Forget it, just go out, so as not to listen to your nagging!" Cao De sighed, lifted his sword and opened the door. As soon as he walked out, a flash of lightning was mixed with cold chill and rolling thunder.

The thunder carriages drove and the rain dragons rose, and the electric car was like a mad arrow in the air.

Thunder is indeed thunder, but lightning is not lightning. There is also a sword light in the lightning, a bit of cold and pissy sword light.

With a knife, Cao De's head was different. He licked the blood from the blade, then raised the ghost-headed sword high above his head, and a ferocious laughter rose from the corner of his mouth: "Children, rush me, kill Cao Song, rob his property, and go to the world with me!"

Zhang opened Pandora's box with one sentence. Five hundred soldiers rushed into the inner hall like evil ghosts crawling out of hell.

Those unarmed servants were arrogant during the day, but at this time they became cowardly little lambs, curled up in the bed and the crowd, and kept kowtowing to Qiu Ba in their mouths.

Unfortunately, these Qiu Bas had already been fascinated by the money, and they hated them even more in their hearts. They would not care about their begging. They smiled grimly and stabbed them in their hands.

For a moment, swords and swords were roaring, and flesh and blood were flying. Whether you were a graceful lady or a pure and innocent girl, or a magistrate who was Zhong Ming and the Taishen, you were all lost at the hands of these Yellow Turban Remnants.

Alas, it’s a pity that this temple in Fei County was still in the Buddhist temple yesterday, but today it has turned into a place where evil ghosts commit crimes.

Looking at the bodies of Cao Song, Cao De, Cao Song's family and even the monks in the temple, watching everyone reinstalling their belongings and following Zhang arrogantly, Sheng Feng sighed and looked at Wanli Mountain through the heavy rain and fog.

Benefactor, I have done what you told me, and I have done what you didn’t tell me, and I have done it for you. One life is exchanged for another life. From then on, you and I will never owe each other, and we will never meet again from a long distance!

With a long roar, his legs suddenly pierced the rain curtain like a horse flying and rushed towards the night.

The rain is getting even more urgent.
Chapter completed!