The soldiers of Jiangdong led by Lu Yi were ready to go and entered the military camp by the river. They could only be dispatched after Guan Ping gave him an order.

Guan Ping has told them that the target this time is Jiangling.

He thought that after explaining his goal, he would scare these Jiangdong soldiers to death, but he didn't expect that they would look dull and have no fluctuations in their hearts. Guan Ping, who was ready to mobilize the war, immediately didn't know what to say.

The soldiers in Jiangdong are so fierce and sophisticated that they are not afraid of going to the dragon pond and tiger den?

Thinking of this, Guan Ping became excited again.

Even if Zhang Yun is an insider, it is almost an unfinished task to attack Jiangling and break the city. However, Cao's army is powerful and has formed a downward trend of Mount Tai, and it is difficult to defeat the enemy by ordinary means.

When it's time to fight, how can you look forward to it?

Zhuge Liang still did not hear any news. However, Zhang Zhao and Lu Ji came a few times. The two encouraged Guan Ping and wished Guan Ping a success. There was a bit of urging in his words. Feeling Zhang Zhao's diligent expectation, Guan Ping made up his mind to send troops to Jiangling in three days to fight, strive to cause killing and injury to the Cao army, and strengthen Jiangdong's fighting will.

Zhang Zhao and Lu Ji both showed obvious ferocious expressions in their eyes.

They could see that Guan Ping's trust in them did not decrease at all. As long as this stupid boy went to war and left the protection area of ​​Liu Bei's army in Xiakou, Guan Ping would undoubtedly die.

Let's go quickly, if Zhou Yu doesn't leave, he will be back.

Zhou Yu and Lu Su were in a sensation. If he came back from Poyang, he would definitely fight in front of Sun Quan.

We must rush ahead to destroy the Sun-Liu alliance!

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That night, Guan Ping and Xu Sheng got drunk again.

Guan Ping's alcohol tolerance was extremely poor. Xu Sheng got the wine from somewhere and was very popular. After Xu Sheng left, Guan Ping felt that his stomach was overwhelming and he always felt like he wanted to vomit.

He struggled to get up, walked out of the barracks, and went to the riverside to blow the cold wind.

With this blow, he immediately felt awakened.

He has been quite depressed these days since he came to Jiangdong. He has no time to appreciate the surging river.

Standing by the river, the pale waning moon scattered a silver moonlight, making the already chilling riverside a little more deserted.

The barracks were quiet, with only a few torches shaking indifferently, adding a little light with difficulty.

The Han people respected the mountains and rivers and believed that the mountains that had remained unmoving for millions of years and the river that flowed eastward silently were full of spirituality, and that there must be gods living there.

Seeing that the war was about to come, Guan Ping couldn't help but take a deep breath and silently prayed to the Yangtze River:

"The gods in all directions are above, Guan Ping is here..."

As soon as he said this, Guan Ping quickly closed his mouth again.

When Cao Cao raged to Xuzhou, the bodies of the people in Xubei almost blocked Sishui, and the gods of Sishui were not angry.

Cao Cao's army came. Many people in Jiangdong said that they had mastered the destiny. Even Lu Su believed that the destiny had abandoned the Han Dynasty.

"That's true, it's really nonsense."

Guan Ping kicked a stone into the river.

The surging river water stirred up waves. Under the silver moonlight, countless bubbles rose rapidly from the bottom of the river. A silver light gate suddenly lit up on the land by the river. A huge attraction surged out of the water. Guan Ping was caught off guard and was instantly pulled into the river.

A dizzy sky and earth turn.

Just when Guan Ping thought he was going to die because of blasphemy, the chaotic, upside-down, disorderly and crazy feeling finally disappeared, and his feet stood firmly on the ground again.

Isn’t this the prison I used to be?

According to his simple common sense, Guan Ping always thought that the road to this place should be under the Han River. He didn't expect that he could lead to this place by the Chaisang River, and even on this corridor.

The door of the room that I entered and exited many times before was closed. Guan Ping gently pushed the door, but he saw that the room was in a mess, drunkenness, and smashed decorations everywhere, but there was no one in the room.

Well, was stolen this time?

He searched around and heard a shout and scolding from outside. Guan Ping walked to the window and saw a courtyard outside.

The crescent moon is in the sky, but there is a dim light on the walls on both sides of the yard, making the yard bright, and a group of people are surrounded by a short and fat man walking quickly.

Guan Ping couldn't help but stretched his head out, but he hit something with a bang. Only then did he realize that there was a layer of transparent crystal on the window.

What?

He muttered and touched it, only to feel that the crystal-like thing was smooth and delicate, and it was indescribable.

Unable to wait to carefully study the foreign object installed on the window a thousand years later, Guan Ping heard a tiny sound of footsteps coming from the door porch. He subconsciously touched the ring-headed knife hanging around his waist, and then pulled up the curtain by the window to cover his body.

Bang.

As soon as I hid behind the curtain, the door of the room was knocked open. A fat and bloated man dragged a thin old man and ran in quickly. A woman with long hair and graceful figure followed her into the house and closed the door with her backhand and locked it.

"I said to Master Yun, why are you doing this!"

The bloated man was Jia Liangcai, who had been frightened by Guan Ping before. He grabbed the old man's hand and shook it, his face full of anxiety:

"You said why are you competing with the Japanese? Isn't it just that you are asking you to sing? I'll give you money, so you sing, it's better than being thrown into my prison to survive or die!"

The people in the yard had already climbed up the stairs, shouting loudly as they walked. The old man also showed a little fear in his eyes, but under the heavy pressure, he still shook his head slowly:

"I am from the palm hole (the head of a group of people), and I rely on the tip of the hanging round stick (to attract audiences with real skills). The devil was willing to make money, so he should have sang it for him, but he actually asked me to make some anguava points (extortion skills) for him as a scoop. I would rather die than do it."

The woman who blocked the door of the house sighed and said, "The Japanese bullied people too much. We asked us to write operas and say that Emperor Taizong of Tang was a Hu person. He also said that Guan Gong's descendants all went to Fusang. We traveled to the world. Except for Zhazimen and Xiaolianmen, who don't support Guan Gong's family? If the Japanese wish, I'm afraid that Guan Gong will open his eyes in the future and we will have bloody disasters!"

Guan Ping recognized this woman as Yun Shanshan who was performing for her that day. She spoke clearly and had a loud voice, but her face was no longer as calm as before. Her slender left hand was tightly placed on her waist, as if she was holding something tightly.

Jia Liangcai lamented and said with a bitter smile:

"If I don't sing, I can't protect you."

The old man waved his hand suddenly: "You are the hero of Xifengkou. Why did you scare me so much after four years? Why are you better than those of us who are in the world? In the 20th year of the Republic of China, a master said in the newspaper that Li Shimin had blood. In the 24th year of the Republic of China, someone said that Li Bai was a foreigner. The devils were like a treasure and were looking for people to spread this statement everywhere. If we who are in the world also contributed to the fire, in a few years, I am afraid that everyone will believe this nonsense. How can we drive the devils out?

Once a person dies, I will kill me when I get old.”

The old man's voice was loud and loud, which made the people who were scolding outside the door hear clearly. The people were immediately furious and rushed to the door with all their might.

Yun Shanshan was not strong enough and the door was knocked down by a bang. Huang Si walked in slowly with a group of rogue-like people surrounded by a short and strong man.

The man was short, with legs tilted, a long knife hanging on his waist, and his hair on his forehead and the top of his head was shaved cleanly, with hair on both sides and behind his head. With such a small amount of hair, he even held a high bun and stood behind his head. Guan Ping was stunned. He didn't understand what kind of barbaric aesthetic this was. Could it be that a mountain monster became a demon?

The man yelled and glanced at Yun Shanshan, who was fading in appearance, with unconcealed lust on his face.

Then he slowly spoke and said in an extremely strange tone:

"Boss Yun is wrong. The surname of Li Tang and Hu was first discovered by your great historian. Mr. Jin Jing, the great historian of our country, also admitted that we are not scholars, shouldn't we listen to the opinions of experts?"

Jia Liangcai's face turned pale and he quickly said in a humble voice:

"Taijun, don't be as knowledgeable as these ignorances in opera."

The man laughed:

"We are not historians, it doesn't matter, but one thing is that I want Boss Yun to apologize - my surname is Guan Yun, the descendant of the Martial Saint Guan Yun, and the relative of Guan Ping and Guan Tan. Boss Yun said so conclusively just now, which really made me unhappy-"

His face suddenly became extremely gloomy, and he slowly pulled out the long sword from his waist and held it in his hand:

"Kneel down and apologize. Otherwise... I will chop you into meat sauce today!"

Although the man's smile before was sarcastic, he finally had a hint of gentleness. The moment he drew his sword, his voice immediately raised, and his face was full of ferociousness, staring at everyone like a hungry wolf.

"Don't calm down, please calm down." Huang Si said, while anxiously shining Jia Liangcai, for fear that this person would kill Jia Liangcai to death in anger.

The rest of the people who followed the Japanese roared loudly and ordered the old man and Yun Shanshan to kneel down and apologize, otherwise they would be torn to pieces.

The blue veins on Jia Liangcai's forehead burst out one by one, and he slowly stretched his hand to his waist.

At Xifengkou, he and his comrades also faced such a cruel enemy. After a few years of peace, he had learned to compromise, but when he saw this mad dog-like man standing in front of him, he made up his mind not to embarrass his comrades.

He had been hanging the ring-headed knife that the weird guy gave him before, but before he could touch it, someone had reached out and pulled the knife down.

"you……"

No one expected that there was a person hidden here. Everyone turned their heads in surprise and saw a tall and strong boy slowly pulling his sword out of his sheath, looking at the man in front of him who was also standing with a knife in his face, full of astonishment.

"Who are you?" the man blurted out.

Guan Ping slowly narrowed his eyes and said with regret:

"You said it before."
Chapter completed!