Chapter 410: Uncle and Nephew play

It's here, but it's finally here! Liu Yan, the ambitious man, really dared to do it. If he hadn't been prepared for it, he would have been caught off guard. It would have been not enough to take in the remnants of the Han Dynasty, so the Southern Man also joined in.

"The Southern Barbarian King Meng Huo is here too, let him come in!" Huangfu Jian said lightly with a smile on his face. His plain tone and plain expression had a chilling and terrifying smell.

In a moment, the Southern Barbarian King Meng Huo came. His tall body was taller than Huangfu Jian, and he was dressed in a jewelry manner. Huangfu Jian could be as uncomfortable as he looked at it. A big man dressed like a pheasant in the mountains, shiny with flowers.

"I have seen His Majesty of the Great Wu Kingdom!" Meng Huo bowed his hand arrogantly and did not kneel down.

Maybe he knew that the Han people knew etiquette and treated them with great courtesy. Maybe he surrendered under the utmost circumstances, Meng Huo was dissatisfied. Now he saw Huangfu Jian, who was a pretty strong person with a pale face and a false smile, had nothing special about it. The arrogant heart of the barbarian king Meng Huo had a deep dissatisfaction.

Huangfu Jian just looked at it lightly and said nothing. But Jia Xu and others were angry. The barbarian was so rude that he did not look like he surrendered at all. A few people were about to have an attack, but Huangfu Jian waved his hand slightly, indicating that everyone should be at ease, as he had his own opinions.

"You are Meng Huo, the King of the Southern Barbarians. You are such a handsome talent! I heard that you have a high martial arts skills and are a top-notch master in the Southern Barbarians." Huangfu Jian asked with a deeper smile on his face.

"Of course. The two swords in my hand have never met an enemy." Meng Huo was immediately overjoyed when he heard this, his eyes shone brightly, and his spirits were flying. If his weapon had not been taken down by the guards of the palace, he might have shown it in this imperial study room so that Huangfu Jian, the young emperor, could see his power.

"Oh! The person comes to bring the Barbarian King's weapons and mounts to the school military field." Huangfu Jian suddenly said to the guards guarding outside.

The guards did not dare to delay and ran three steps in two steps.

"Come General Lu Bu." Huangfu Jian said to Long Yi again.

"No!" Long Yi received the order and went to invite Lu Bu.

After a while, Lu Bu came in with a long and tiger-like stairs. After kneeling down to Huangfu Jian to pay homage, he stood aside in a regular manner and waited for Huangfu Jian's orders.

"General Lu Bu, I'll introduce you to you. This is Meng Huo, the king of the Southern Barbarians, the number one master of the Southern Barbarians, and has a strong martial arts skills. Don't you want to find someone to have a fight? Just go down and fight. Remember to just have a fight. Don't kill anyone, and don't be disabled." Huangfu Jian smiled and introduced for Lu Bu, explaining the intention of asking Lu Bu to come in while introducing.

He said it was a competition, and said it was not to cause death or disability. Lu Bu, who had been with Huangfu Jian for a long time, heard what Huangfu Jian said. That is, as long as it was not to cause death and not let the Barbarian King stay disabled, you can do whatever else. You can do it yourself and fight as you are happy!

"Abide by the order!" Lu Bu's expressionless face showed a long-lost smile, which was very charming.

"Okay! I am just about to see the general's master's tricks!" Meng Huo smiled proudly, and he really came to whatever he wanted. He was captured by Shamoko and felt very bad. Now that the opportunity has come, he must let the young emperor see the charm of his barbarian king Meng Huo. It would be strange if this Han general named Lu Bu cried and called his parents. No, it would be useless to cry and call his parents. Keep fighting until he can't take care of himself.

The two had a very tacit understanding, but they even slapped and walked towards the school ground in the palace together.

The people sitting in the imperial study did not move, but smiled on their faces and gloating. Who is Lu Bu? Who doesn’t know who Lu Bu is? Who doesn’t know? Red rabbits are among horses, and Lu Bu is among people! This is not a waste of time. The second master of Dawu Kingdom has no rivals except Your Majesty. He is cruel and cruel, and he is the god of killing at the side of Your Majesty.

This guy must have annoyed His Majesty, otherwise he would not have let the devil take action.

"Boom...bang...bang..." After a while, violent fighting sounds came from the school field not far away.

"Ah...oh...ka..." The two of them were fighting fiercely. After a while, a tragic scream came from the school field. The sound was as if it was coming from hell, so horrible. The huge God of War Palace echoed with this terrible sound. The war was not over yet, and the scream continued like this, becoming more and more miserable...

I don’t know how long it took, but the unscathed Lu Bu came back and reported to Huangfu Jian.

"General Lu Bu is brave and didn't beat that barbarian king to death! Did he get rid of it?" Huangfu Jian asked with some concern.

"I won't die, nor will I be disabled! But it's more uncomfortable than death than desolation!" Lu Bu replied lightly, his eyes still not dissipated.

After a while, the barbarian king Meng Huo also came in. He was dragged in by four guards, as if he had dragged a dead dog. At this time, the southern barbarian king Meng Huo did not look like a barbarian king. His jade belt was broken and his golden crown was broken. His scars were unbearable to see, and he really didn't dare to see it. The red flesh was flipped outside, and the bones inside could be seen.

The Barbarian King could only make a humming sound, and he wouldn't even scream, and he had no power to scream...

The next day, Huangfu Jian took two thousand personal guards out of the War God Palace as soon as the sky was dawn.

Outside Chang'an City, there were 10,000 dragon cavalry, more than 50,000 eight tribes, and 5,000 barbarian soldiers of Wuxi were ready to go and waiting for their orders in the wind. Even the Southern Barbarian King Meng Huo came with seven thousand southern barbarian soldiers and stood in the wind tremblingly.

The body of the Southern Barbarian King Meng Huo was really not covered. After one night, the guy stood up and was ordered to ride his curly lion beast with two swords to follow Shamoke. Behind the Barbarian King Meng Huo were the seven thousand Southern Barbarian soldiers who had already eaten and drunk enough. However, when he looked at Huangfu Jian on the God of War Car, he was filled with endless fear.

Last night, Meng Huo heard Shamoke say, how Huangfu Jian stabbed sixteen shots on his body, how the sixteen shots hurt, how itchy it was, how it was, how it was to survive and not die. Hearing that the barbarian king Meng Huo had already had a pale face, his face turned pale even more because he had shed a lot of blood. He also secretly thanked that the general named Lu Bu was hitting him, not His Majesty Wu.

The 80,000 army set out towards Wuzhangyuan with the order of Huangfu Jian.

Three days later, the weather was refreshing, the ice and snow in Guanzhong melted, and the sun shone.

Huangfu Jian led an army of 80,000 to Wuzhangyuan, and the leader of the Canglang Camp Zhang Liao came out from afar.

"Greetings to Your Majesty, I will come late to welcome you. Please forgive me!" Zhang Liao knelt down and bowed loudly.

"Is Wen Yuan injured?" Huangfu Jian asked faintly when he saw Zhang Liao's arm tied with a strap and there were still bloodstains on the white strap.

"The last one is incompetent!" Zhang Liao replied ashamed.

These days, Huangfu Song was like he was crazy and led his army to attack Wuzhangyuan. Wuzhangyuan, which was stationed in a large army of only 10,000, was attacked like never before, and the city was almost broken several times. Zhang Liao even led the way and personally went up to the city to slash and kill, and injured several places on his body. It can be seen that the war was so tragic that if Huangfu Jian had not arrived, Zhang Liao would not have dared to imagine that Wuzhangyuan could have been able to hold on for a few days.

After hearing Zhang Liao's narration, Huangfu Jian saw that almost everyone behind Zhang Liao was injured. His face immediately became cold, and a chill rose from his body. Then he said coldly: "Wen Yuan, please order someone to send this challenge book to Huangfu Song's camp."

"No!" Zhang Liao bowed and replied. After taking it, he saw a few big words written on the document: At noon tomorrow, the battle will be decided! The signature was signed by Huangfu Jian.

At noon the next day, on the open plain in front of Wuzhangyuan, soldiers were like clouds, swords and spears were like forests, flags were waving, and drums were horns and drums were connected to the sky. The two armies were about one mile apart, each occupying one side, and spreading over the sky, and a war was about to break out.

Huangfu Jian was wearing a Qilin armor, a blood-colored battle robe, and a war spear in his hand. He stood majestic on the God of War Cart, looking at the Yizhou army opposite with a divine eyes. There, Huangfu Jian discovered his uncle Huangfu Song. At this time, Huangfu Song, who was wearing armor, was sitting on a yellow-brown horse, holding a golden spear in his hand, and was also looking at Huangfu Jian.

"Go to the two armies!" Huangfu Jian said lightly to the brothers who were driving.

"Hell!" The brothers of the car slave shouted, and the two black rhinos rose up and rushed forward.

Lu Bu, Eighteen Dragon Riders, Iron Eagle, Shi Lie and others wanted to follow him, but Huangfu Jian waved his hand to stop them, and only brought Da Qiao, Xiao Qiao's two girls and Che Nu brothers forward.

Huangfu Song, who was in front of the Yizhou army, also met him alone almost at the same time.

"Wow..." Between the two armies, Huangfu Jian's war god car and Huangfu Song's yellow-brown horse stopped at the same time, and they were less than a hundred steps apart.

Huangfu Jian looked at Huangfu Song at close range. He hadn't seen him for several years. Huangfu Song, who was nearly fifty years old, obviously got much older, with gray hair and long beards floating, and wrinkles on his face like knives. His thick eyebrows and big eyes were still shining with light.

"Uncle has always been good?" Huangfu Jian stood in the war god's car, bowed slightly from a high place, and asked indifferently. It was like a common family matter, but both of them were wearing armor and armour, and there were tens of thousands of troops behind them.

"I have a sword in my arms, my uncle is so good!" Huangfu Song squeezed out a smile on his bronze face and replied.

"Aren't my uncle already out of trouble? Why bother to take this muddy water again?" After a sigh, Huangfu Jian asked. Although Huangfu Jian had already made a decision in his heart, he still felt a little unbearable when facing Huangfu Song. When he was a child, he returned to his heart again. Huangfu Jian was Huangfu Jian, and he could not achieve the point of destroying love and relatives.
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