"On November 9, a cloud and mist suddenly popped up in the Han army camp of Guangzong. Looking from afar, it was impossible to see through. The Han army formed a beacon tower outside the camp, and it was several miles apart, thinking that the Yellow Turban Army was coming."

"On November 10th, the Yellow Turban Army sent troops in Guangzong City, and fought outside Guangzong City. After a fight between the two sides, each suffered casualties and injured, and the two sides quit."

"On November 27, the Yellow Turban Army of Yingchuan launched an attack from behind the Han army camp and was repelled by the Han army. The Han army of Yingchuan followed, and the two attacked each other, and the Yellow Turban Army of Yingchuan was defeated. A Huang Turban Army of Guangzong responded, but instead made it break through the encirclement, and countless people died along the way."

"On December 3, the Han army of Guangzong began to block the building outside Guangzong City, dig trenches, and then went to camp step by step. Although the Yellow Turban Army left the city to fight with it, it was destroyed and the decline had already appeared."

On a small hillside, Zhang Xiaohua, who was exhausted, raised her head and let out a gentle breath. Looking down from here, you can bring Guangzong City and the Han Army camp into your eyes. It can be said that this is an excellent place to observe the battle situation.

He took out a mirror, wiped the dust on the mirror casually, and wiped the dust on the mirror. What caught his eye was his current down-and-out appearance. His clothes had long lost their original color, and the mud and dirt were mixed together, forming ugly spots on it. In his own words, the one he used to look like a chubby round face of a rich young man, and now he could not see any richness and comfort. It was covered with a beard, and he was glossy at first, and he stayed here for a long time and had not eaten enough to make his richness fall. Even his hair was stuck in a mess. He had not washed his hair and took a shower for more than a month, so he had a strong body odor on his body.

Zhang Xiaohua smiled bitterly and felt some itching on her scalp. She stretched out one hand to scratch it. After eased the itching on her scalp, he withdrew his hand. His eyes fell on the fingertips of the index finger and thumb. There was a flea struggling there, but the two nails he used to squeezed each other and sent the flea to the west.

Zhang Xiaohua has been here for a long time, with wind and sun, and now he is extremely close to nature. Of course, he is not without gains. The book in his hand is one of his greatest gains, which records what he has seen and heard from the time he entered the game. <>To this day, he has already recorded half of the book full, and in addition, the battle of Guangzong has not yet ended, he can be said to have gained a lot.

Beside him, a mule was carrying heavy luggage and shouting in a low voice. In winter, there were not many fresh herbs available for chewing on the land, and the tips of the grass that emerged from the ground were gnawed to nothing left, so that there could be said that there was no grass next to the small hill where Zhang Xiaohua was now.

Feeling the mule's desire and dissatisfaction, Zhang Xiaohua finally came back to her senses and skillfully took out a handful of forage from the player's backpack, held it in the palm of her hand, and handed it to the mule's mouth. With the other hand, he took out a steamed bun and started eating it in big mouthfuls.

One person and one mule began to concentrate on dealing with the food in front of them. At this time, they were highly focused and even spiritually unified. This situation has happened countless times, at least for Zhang Xiaohua, this mule is his only companion when traveling abroad. Of course, there is also coolie. Since it is a mule that does not imitate the ancients, it can only carry hunchback luggage?

After eating a steamed bun, Zhang Xiaohua burped in satisfaction, but her belly quickly started to scream in discomfort. However, he did not take out the steamed buns from his backpack anymore. There was not much food left, not to mention that his steamed buns were not white-floured buns. For example, a steamed bun could match ten yellow steamed buns in his hand.

"Oh... the royalty fee has not yet arrived, so I will starve to death." Zhang Xiaohua sighed, with a look of helplessness. Whether in the game or in reality, he has reached the lowest point in his life, that is, he cannot eat enough and is at risk of starving to death at any time.

The reason why he is here is to learn from the materials! Using the east wind of the Three Kingdoms, he wrote a travel notes of Zhang Xiaohua that shocked the past and made him fill his stomach!

But his luck seemed to be at the peak of his life. After a trip to Yicui Pavilion in Luoyang City, he was inexplicably smashed to his head, he seemed to be very bad. He sighed again and touched his head unconsciously. He could still recall the shrillness of the time, and still remember it fresh.

He stood up, walked around for a while, stretching his muscles and bones. <>For players like him who don't want to move too much, the biggest malice in the Three Kingdoms game is probably the same as reality. If his body does not exercise normally, it will become a little weak and his hands and feet will become very unrestrained. Therefore, Zhang Xiaohua will start exercising after meals every time after dinner. Of course, this is to make some hunger and protest, rather than how diligent he is.

It is not easy to earn some royalties. During the Tianyuan Period, the readers of novels became more and more tricky and had no sense of reality. Basically, no one would read them. For example, the Age Period was considered a waste of money because of some congenital disease, and was abandoned by a girl who had been childhood sweethearts since childhood. Someone wanted to give him a kick. When people were extremely frustrated, they suddenly broke out and various adventures. Inexplicably, they met a better daughter of heaven who fell in love with him, and then stepped on the adulterer ** under her feet. Novels that have gradually become popular nowadays.

Otherwise, he would have to squat here so hard and write these inexplicable things, just like ancient historians recording history? That's because a TV station asked him to publish novels with the theme of the Three Kingdoms. The things recorded in the small book can be published only after processing.

"Who are you? How did you show up here!"

A sudden shout made Zhang Xiaohua's hand shake unconsciously. The knife in her hand instantly made a cut on her chin.

"Put down your weapon, otherwise don't blame us for being polite!"

He slowly turned around and saw the master of the voice, two Han army scouts who were fully alert, were now staring at him.

A feeling of pain arises. Zhang Xiaohua cried and slowly bent down, putting the knife in her hand that was used to shave but accidentally shave a layer of flesh on her chin.

"Two brothers, I'm just shave and nothing to do..."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!