"Is the military advisor's intention to drag Liu Jingzhou into the water together?"

"Of course, I said that the current Jingzhou is a battle or not, Liu Jingzhou, has the final say!"

Looking at the smallest Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand, he was extremely satisfied with Zhuge Liang's reply.

Since his father-in-law died at the hands of Wang Li and Zhao Yun, he has always reminded himself not to forget the deep hatred like a sea of ​​blood, and always hopes to meet Wang Li and Zhao Yun again and cut them under his sword.

He even changed his moon sword to: Blade of Fear.

The hatred of parents is irreconcilable. The blade of hatred is not only his ambition, but also the direction he will seek for the rest of his life.

The big hand gently stroked Qiu Zhibian's sharp blade and felt the excitement and heat coming from the blade. Guan Ping's heart also became excited and hot: "Military advisor, then how should we do it?"

"Yes, Kong Ming, now we have left Xiangyang. Can you tell me if you have any specific plans?" At some point, Liu Bei also rushed up from the central army and joined their team of discussion.

While talking, everyone had already left Xiangyang City and came to a forest.

Zhuge Liang looked at him in the distance for a moment before retracting his gaze and owing to Liu Bei slightly, saying, "Of course, when he asked for help, Liu Jingzhou had been persuaded by us, and he had also been prepared for Wang Li.

Therefore, he borrowed Deng County and Cai Yang to the lord, and then drove Cai Mao to Xinyang despite the opposition of Mrs. Cai Pan, Liu Pan, Cai He and others. Therefore, under Sima Zhongda's verbal pressure today, he was able to publicly warn the lord and let us leave first.

However, our Liu Jingzhou is still indecisive and not brave enough in dealing with things, without any slightest sense of being a state governor. Everything he did for the lord was not enough to demonstrate his sincerity and his fighting spirit towards Wang Li.

As the saying goes: Jade cannot be made into a weapon without carving, and people cannot know the meaning without learning. Of course, it may be a bit too much to describe Liu Jingzhou as a rough jade. However, he wanted to boil the frog slowly, but we would never agree. We would add some firewood under his pot, so that his pot would not be cold at all!"

Poor Liu Jingzhou took us in, but we turned around and stabbed us hard behind us!

Guan Ping said a few words in silence for Liu Biao, and his heart shivered. However, in a flash, these coldness and so-called morality were crushed into powder by the desire for war and the passion of revenge. After being burned by the fire of hatred, they disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Excitement appeared on Guan Ping's face. He leaned tightly beside Zhuge Liang, and a hint of fanaticism and stubbornness towards revenge rose on the corner of his mouth: "Military advisor, how can we keep his pot from cooling down?"

"Go back to Deng County to arrange troops and horses. When the return date of Hu Zhao and Sima Yi is determined, the ambush and kill them immediately!" Zhuge Liang's feather fan waved in a certain direction, and a murderous intent suddenly appeared on his elegant and elegant face.

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Yang Qianzhang of the Southern Song Dynasty wrote in "Yi Jian Plum": Xiangfan has been fighting for many years. There are no fisherman's songs or woodcutter's songs. What's going on now? The gold is gone and the valley is gone. But I don't know that because of Zhuge Liang's words today, the war that has been stopped for a year will spread again on this peaceful and peaceful Jingchu land.

In early September of the fourth year of Yong'an, the prelude to the Jingzhou War opened on a road leading to Yuzhou in Xiangyang.

On the first day of September, rain.

Hu Zhao and Sima Yi finally embarked on their return journey after lingering in Xiangyang for a few days.

The iron-wrapped wheel slowly crushed the soft mud, leaving two deep ruts on the road, winding from south to north.

Sima Yi rode on the horse, smelling the fragrance of the forest and the smell of earth on the road, his face was indifferent. He was not excited about the successful solution of the matter in Jingzhou, nor was he nervous about his possible role under Wang Li's tent in the future.

Or his mind is not at all in the debates in the past few days, nor in the future success, but has always focused on the present and the road ahead.

He stared at the road ahead with no emotion in his eyes, and did not communicate with all the people he was walking with, and he even said a few words to Hu Zhao in the carriage.

Until at some point, his eyes suddenly lit up, like the bright color when autumn rain washed over the sky.

A burst of, oh no, two heavy rain-like sounds of horse hooves and footsteps came faintly from outside the woods.

The earth under my feet began to tremble slightly, and for a moment it started to shake violently like a dragon turning over.

A young general waved a moon-curved sword and led thousands of the most powerful white soldiers under Liu Bei's tent to rush from the right side of the woods. Another black man with a shaved beard dragged a snake spear and led more than a thousand elite Jingzhou knights to appear in front of everyone on the left along the path in the forest.

The black cavalry was like the Han River tide under the city of Xiangyang, and the momentum was extremely amazing.

When all the cavalry appeared in front of Sima Yi and others, the black man in charge raised the serpent of the serpent in his hand, and the two cavalry immediately restrained the formation and stood silently on both sides of the road ahead.

They did not dismount or immediately waved their troops forward, but just sat quietly on the horse's back and maintained a charge posture. Their faces were either tender or vicissitudes of life, and the solemnity between the corners of their mouths showed a sacred and inviolable meaning.

A depressing tension filled the forest instantly.

The horse team returning to Yuzhou was silent. The cold wind in the forest blew across everyone's cheeks like a knife, a little depressed, a little cold, and a bit harsh smell. Everyone focused their eyes on Sima Yi's face.

Sima Yi smiled faintly, and immediately hugged the two of them and clasped their fists: "Although Yi is a court angel, he is just a person summoned in front of His Majesty. I am afraid that the two generals Zhang Yide and Guan Tanzhi will mobilize a group to send one of the eighteen to each other? The two generals are so kind, what should I do?"

"Be your sister! Sima Yi, since you want to be with Wang Li, don't blame your grandfather Guan for taking your life today!" Guan Ping shouted coldly, his eyebrows straightened, and his eyes were straight as if two long swords were used to stab Sima Yi.

"It turns out that the two generals are here to kill me. I'm surprised. Has Liu Bei and Zhuge Liang re-enlisted troops in just one month, creating an iron cavalry that was scattered throughout the world, and were ready to go to war with the court?"

Sima Yi seemed to have not seen Guan Ping angry like a little rooster, and smiled, "Or do you have not rebuild the glory of the past at all, but just want to bring all of us here very simply?"

Guan Ping laughed loudly when he heard this, but his eyes seemed to be bleeding, and the veins that held Qiu Zhibian's hand swelled.

"Yes, Guan is going to leave all of you here today and bury Wang Li, the thief! Sima Yi, your Grandpa Guan knows that you have a clever plan, but no matter how you calculate, you didn't expect to die here today!"

"It turns out that you didn't plan to start a full war at all. You just took it for granted that you would cover up all of us and blame Liu Jingzhou, dragging the entire Jingzhou into the war." Sima Yi shook his head and sighed, "Since that's the case, Jingzhou has been in charge of Jingzhou people, then Yi should let the officials of Jingzhou come and talk to you!"

After saying that, Sima Yi turned his body slightly, and the curtain of the carriage behind him suddenly opened, and a man with a beautiful appearance walked out of the carriage.

It was exactly the guests under Liu Biao's tent, Fu Xun and Fu Gongti.
Chapter completed!