‘Ah! Fang Zhiwen sneezed hard and rubbed his itchy nose. It was a bit inexplicable. Could it be that something like flu was also brought into the game by the intelligent brain? It was really vulgar!

Xiangxiang and Old Man Lin looked at Fang Zhiwen strangely. Fang Zhiwen shook his head helplessly. Xiangxiang and Old Man Lin looked at each other, and they were a little confused. Then they seemed to remember something. The two of them glared at each other at the same time, and sprayed the same auxiliary word "hum," and then twisted their faces at the same time.

Mr. Zhen chuckled and shook his head, and glanced at Fang Zhiwen. Fang Zhiwenquan pretended not to see it, and Xiaoning, who was following Mr. Zhen, covered his mouth and smiled like a little girl. Is there really a good master?

Xiangxiang took out a large bamboo hat with wide eaves from somewhere. The edge of the bamboo hat was surrounded by black gauze, which was really a wonderful thing to hide the sun. With Xiangxiang's waist-tight skirt, she looked quite like a chivalrous girl. Mr. Zhen's second young master lit up his eyes and glanced at Fang Zhiwen slightly, smacking his lips with a little regret.

Old Man Lin's eyes were full of naked envy and jealousy! If I had known that I would have bought one in the town, the sun is really poisonous now!

I don’t know if it was to divert attention or to pass the loneliness of the journey, Old Man Lin kicked the horse in the belly, urged the horse to catch up with Fang Zhiwen, walked side by side with him, turned his head and asked with a smile: “Prefect Fang, Zhang Fei is hard to be brave. It’s really amazing that you can actually achieve an unbeaten situation!”

Fang Zhiwen turned his face, looked at Old Man Lin seriously, and then asked seriously: "Mr. Lin means that I should have a crushing defeat to be reasonable?"

"Great." Xiangxiang burst into laughter unrestrainedly. Young Master Zhen could not help but smile. Xiao Ning also covered his mouth and turned his face away and laughed with a sneer. Yuwen Boyan and others were tense. Fang Zhiwen knew that they were trying hard to hold back their smiles.

Old man Lin shook his head, as if he was not ashamed: "That's it! Does Prefect Fang not admit Zhang Fei's bravery? I think Zhang Fei and Lu Bu are also in the same way!"

"Tsk! Even three Zhang Fei can't beat one Lu Bu! Brother Lu Yi." Xiang Xiang accidentally said that she missed her mouth. In fact, Xiang Xiang also liked Lu Bu more. At least Lu Bu looked very friendly and decent, while Zhang Fei looked too slippery and like a ruffian! Of course, it would be OK to say that Lu Bu was more handsome, but Xiang Xiang would not admit this.

"Hmm?!" Old man Lin looked at Xiangxiang strangely.

"What's wrong? Brother Lu, he agreed to me to call that!" Xiangxiang stubbornly said that, but she had already let it go. Besides, there is nothing to be sued for in this matter.

"Have you really met Lu Bu? What does he look like? Is he amazing?"

"Of course, Brother Lu, among people, Lu Bu, what do you think he looks like? Of course he is tall, rich and handsome! As for being powerful, didn't you just say that the three Zhang Fei can't beat one Brother Lu."

Old Man Lin shook his head in disbelief, and Fang Zhiwen interrupted, "This little bit of fragrance is not wrong. Zhang Fei is about the eighth level now, and Fengxian is already the ninth level. Moreover, compared with a perfectly-type general like Fengxian, Zhang Fei is a lame general! One Lu Bu is equivalent to three Zhang Fei. That is to lift Zhang Fei!"

"Hiss!" Old Man Lin took a deep breath. Old Man Lin didn't believe that Xiangxiang said this. Although the old man had a high IQ and was still very novice in the war, he knew that Fang Zhiwen did not speak loudly. Since Fang Zhiwen said that one Lu Bu was more than three Zhang Fei, it must make sense.

Not only Old Man Lin, but everyone around him also looked at Fang Zhiwen in surprise, with unconcealed surprise in his eyes. In fact, except Xiangxiang and Old Man Lin, no one else knew the reputation of Lu Bu and Zhang Fei in later generations, and the stories they had to tell. However, they also saw Zhang Fei's power with their own eyes just now. Not to mention the gap in the ranks, Fang Zhiwen's earth-shaking red fire, who dared to say that he could block it, and Zhang Fei could easily follow it, which shows his strength.

But Zhang Fei, who is so powerful, is a scumbag in front of Lu Bu. Fang Zhiwen's statement inevitably makes people feel unreal. Are there such powerful people in this world?!

Among the people, Xiangxiang was the only exception. Xiangxiang had heard from her brother that she mentioned the lame general once. She forgot because she was a little excited. Now Fang Zhiwen mentioned it again, and immediately aroused Xiangxiang's curiosity: "Brother, you didn't tell me why Zhang Fei was a lame general. Tell me quickly, I can't get away with it again this time!"

Fang Zhiwen smiled and looked at the sweet and silly Xiangxiang, nodded, "Okay, let's say that."

Fang Zhiwen glanced at everyone, and saw that everyone was looking at him with satisfaction, and said proudly: "Recalling the battle just now, Zhang Fei might have been concerned about my identity, and he also considered himself too high and underestimated the enemy, so he didn't do his best, but I didn't do my best either! So during the close battle, Zhang Fei did not have the ability to kill me with one blow, and I was in close battle with him, so I was trying my own spear technique and seeing his spear technique.

In fact, there is no need for me to fight him in close combat." Seeing that everyone nodded in agreement, Fang Zhiwen swallowed his saliva and continued, "You saw it later. Once the distance is wide, Zhang Fei does not have long-range attack methods. His riding skills are too bad and he can't catch up with me. I am a third-level difference between him and me, and he is not worth it. Although I can't do anything about him, if his opponent is Lu Bu, who is more shooting than me, do you think, are three Zhang Fei really enough for Lu Bu to shoot? I think one hundred of them will be useless!"

Everyone suddenly realized that Xiangxiang's mouth was the fastest: "Oh! I understand, if you don't have enough power, you can only be beaten passively. No matter how strong the defense is or how powerful the melee battle is, but with the opponent's high maneuverability, it will be a death sooner or later. I remember my brother said that if you just defend, you will lose, right?"

Fang Zhiwen smiled in admiration for Xiangxiang: "That's right! He is a lame person and can't run. We are healthy and we will grind him to death."

"So what about taking the troops?" Mr. Lin stumbled for a while, savored the art of these wars, and suddenly interrupted.

"It depends on the specific situation. On the plain terrain here, if the generals like Zhang Fei are in the battle against me, he will definitely have no way to survive. Our archers are specifically responsible for restraining the lame infantry generals like him."

Fang Zhiwen said confidently, then straightened his face and added: "If it were in the mountains and the situation was different, we would probably be the ones who ran away at that time, haha."

Old man Lin showed a satisfied look as if he had tasted the peerless wine, and stroked his long beard and said, "Get more knowledge, more knowledge! As expected, there are knowledge everywhere."

"Haha, I only know? You are old!" Xiangxiang raised her neck proudly, as if all the glory belonged to her.

Mr. Lin rolled his eyes and retorted dissatisfiedly: "What? Is your knowledge more abundant than mine? Then why are you not a great scholar?"

"Uh!" Xiangxiang blinked her eyes, held it in for a long time without saying anything, and turned her head angry: "So what about a great master? I can't hold back my little finger. At that time, only the dead great masters were left, Hum!"

Fang Zhiwenquan pretended that he had not heard it. The old and young man repeated the same conversation every day without getting tired of it. Wouldn't he be tired of it?

Mr. Zhen suddenly turned his head and asked softly: "What Lord Fang means is that generals who do not know how to bow and arrow are all lame generals?"

"If you can't do bows and arrows, you must at least be fast, otherwise you can only be beaten passively. Isn't it just a lame general!"

"No wonder Lord Fang has no enthusiasm for recruiting powerful generals like Zhang Fei. I guess it's because his flaws are too obvious." Mr. Zhen nodded and said.

Fang Zhiwen shook his head and patiently explained to Mr. Zhen Er patiently: "That's not exactly. In my opinion, there are no useless people in this world, only people who can't use people. A fierce general like Zhang Fei naturally has extremely high value.

The reason why I don’t have much interest in him is that I don’t like his personality. People should not be a little slutty, otherwise it will be easy to suffer. But if they are full of slutty, it would be too boring."

Although Mr. Lin was quarreling with Xiangxiang, he was listening to the conversation between Fang Zhiwen and Mr. Zhen. Fang Zhiwen said Zhang Fei, but Mr. Lin thought of Liu Bei. In a sense, Liu Bei was also a ruffian. He was also very gangster. Therefore, his achievements were different from Cao Cao, who was a noble family. Although Liu Bei could occupy a place in the Three Kingdoms in the end, his pattern was still much worse than that of the Cao family.

If we follow Fang Zhiwen's statement, Liu Bei was actually destined to fail at the beginning. Although Emperor Gaozu of Han, Liu Bang, was also a gangster, or even more gangster, Liu Bang had one thing, that is, he was grand! Although Liu Bei also possessed the indomitable spirit and persistence of Liu Bang, his aura was still too small.

Mr. Zhen thought for a while, looked up and said with a smile: "I understand that just like doing business, there is no lack of a calculating spirit in the shopping mall, but it cannot be limited to calculating. A businessman without a grand pattern can only be a small vendor. Lord Fang is a person who does big things, and Zhang Fei is just a martial artist."

Fang Zhiwen slightly avoided Mr. Zhen's slightly hot eyes, suppressing the strange discomfort in his heart. It seemed that he still couldn't accept this!

"Haha, the principles in the world are the same, right, Mr. Lin?"

Old man Lin looked at Fang Zhiwen gloatingly and pretended not to hear it. He was not interested in helping Fang Zhiwen get rid of the embarrassment. It was already very kind and righteous to not take advantage of the situation.

Xiangxiang turned her face and looked at her brother. Her expression was a little blurred behind the gauze, but Fang Zhiwen felt that Xiangxiang seemed to be gloating!

As for Yuwen Boyan and others, they hid behind. Fang Zhiwen shook his head helplessly, glanced at Mr. Zhen who was smiling proudly, and said loudly:

"Okay, let's speed up a little. We have enough rest. Hurry up and go to Jixian County to take a shower and drink some iced sour plum juice. This kind of ghost weather is so hot! Drink it!"

Fang Zhiwen knocked the horse's belly hard, and his mount ran slammed. Everyone smiled and urged the horse to follow. For a moment, the path next to the river was dusty, like a horizontal tornado, galloping towards the north. "　"

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