In Xiangyang, autumn rain continues.

The ticking sound of water flowed along the eaves into the half-closed door leaf. The copper furnace with flames drove away the moisture. His face was like a heavy date, his long chin and bearded sat behind the desk in a green robe. He looked quietly at the bamboo slips in his hand with a light as big as a bean. Occasionally, when someone walked past outside, he lowered his eyes and rested. During the gentle movements, three arrow wounds still felt pain.

The footsteps outside stopped and the door creaked and pushed open.

The figure of the green robe behind the case opened his eyes, and the flames in the copper furnace in the hall were swaying in his sight. An old man with a mighty figure came in. After closing the door, he bowed to him, walked to the seat on the side casually and sat down, "How has Yun Chang been resting these days?"

Guan Yu pursed his lips tightly, raised his hand and bowed to the other party, but he turned his head slightly and looked into the empty seat, "What is the intention of Mr. Wen not killing Guan? If you want to use this to threaten my brother to surrender, you should put out this thought as soon as possible. Otherwise, let Guan leave and make a decision on the battlefield in the future--"

In the seat, Lu Bu picked up the drinks and looked at him and smiled.

"I fought with Yun Changsi Water Pass. In Xuzhou, I fought again. Now I went south to Jingzhou. I didn't think of keeping you, but when I saw you again, I was like a certain family, and my hair turned white. Why both old people have to fight and take the other's life? It's not easy for you and me to go to this day in troubled times... What's more, the overall situation in the world has been settled and is not far from the peaceful world. It's meaningless to take your life again." He drank a sip and put it down, "... After this winter, there will be only a corner of Jiangdong next year. Why don't Yun Chang let go of everything, enjoy this peaceful world, and pass on all his knowledge."

The sound of rain came in from outside.

In the silence, a heavy breathing sound was spit out. After listening to Lu Bu's words, Guan Yu was silent for a moment. His words were deep, as if something was swallowing in his throat: "How are my brother and Yide now?"

"Xichuan is about to be destroyed. A family received information from Shu a few days ago. King Jin defeated Meng Huo, the Southern Barbarians, and captured Fu County. Now he should be conquering Mianzhu and Anhan. Maybe he has already broken through. He pointed directly at Chengdu. Liu Feng and Meng Da, who were stationed in Shangyong, have led their troops to rush there... Is Yun Chang worried about the safety of Liu Bei and Zhang Fei?"

Guan Yu looked at the lights and closed his eyes: "What do Wen Hou think?"

"If I let you go, Yun Chang will not be able to do anything when he goes to Shu."

"Yes, even if Guan rushed over, it would be difficult to resist the King of Jin." The long beard shook slightly, Guan Yu took a deep breath, and water stains on the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes seeped in, "...but you can live with your brother, Yide."

The copper stove crackled up, and Lu Bu took another sip of wine. He could feel such brotherly feelings. He had left the other party with his life before, and let him go to Shu at this time to die. The group of people who were galloping around the world were already old. If he ended up with another corpse on the battlefield, it would make him feel a little sad.

After a moment, Lu Bu stood up, "If Yun Chang wants to leave, he still has to win a certain family first."

"Okay, when will I compare?" Guan Yu frowned, then stood up, put on his green robe, turned around and rode the weapon on the side, took the Qinglong Yanyue Sword above, and leaned on the ground, and buzzed and trembled.

"Why not just what is now..."

He looked back and said suddenly. His expression, which was originally full of fighting spirit, froze on his face. He opened his mouth slightly. When he saw Lu Bu on the other side, he smiled and stretched out his hand, pointing to the seat opposite. His voice was plain and simple: "In front of Sishui Pass, a family won Yunchang's game with some martial arts. In Jingzhou, the soldiers won another game with their military tactics. Now there is the last game left. Yunchang should not lose again."

The room was quiet. Looking at the chessboard for a while, Guan Yu let go of the Yanyue Sword and looked at Lu Bu who was gentle as wind. Finally, he understood why his third brother stopped entangling with Lu Bu. Life was like a chess. He had lost the first two games, and now the last game had not yet begun, and he had already lost. Guan Yu sighed deeply, put down his weapons, nodded to the other party, sat down, and took the chess piece.

Time slowly passes by in the tranquility of the sound of rain...

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The news between the two places is asymmetric, but as Lu Bu speculated, between the southwest basin, the vast army heading south had been pushed to the Chengdu Plain, and the county towns along the way also opened the doors to surrender one by one. There were also scouts running between the mountains and fields. Some people crossed the foothills and saw the endless military camps. Countless bonfires gathered into an endless sea of ​​fire in the night. In the direction not far away, thousands of figures surrounded one place, and cried faintly came out.

The scout glanced a few more times, climbed back into the grass, then carefully avoided the scout's perspective, opened the distance, flipped over the horses that had been covered before, and ran quickly to the northeast. There was a sound of fighting from time to time on the black spot on the way. Occasionally, the scout would encounter enemies, but most of them would be separated in a flash and avoided the remote forest.

Soon, he climbed over two mountains, stopped in a narrow place, whistled, and then went back in. There was no sound of birds in the forest, and the shadow of someone was vaguely seen walking in the black outline.

"how?"

"Report to the general, the bonfire is booming there."

"Take it again!"

After the scout left, Liu Feng turned his head with a spear and spoke to Meng Da who was standing not far away: "Chengdu is in danger, and there is no way to contact my father. Gongsun Zhi didn't know that we came from Shangyong. As long as the sneak attack succeeds tonight, he will destroy his morale once, and the guarding of the city should be much easier."

Meng Da looked at him: "Have you thought it through?"

"Jingzhou is gone, and you and I cannot rescue you and always make up for the merits, so that you will not surrender to the enemy as shamelessly as Mi Fang and Fu Shiren." Liu Feng stroked the gun, his eyes shining in the dark. "As long as the sneak attack is successful, the father in the city will probably know. In any case, I will do my filial piety as a son."

Between the forest and the wilderness, the figures and the war horses slowly walked out. Meng Da nodded and patted him on the shoulder: "What he said makes sense, let's go! I'll kill you this time!" After a while, several generals in the army were recruited to discuss for a while, put the war horse in a cage, and wrapped the horse's hooves in a linen.

In the deeper night, the earth sounded a little.

The fires in the camp were missing. After ate the midnight snacks from Li Ke, Gongsun Zhi opened the information sent by the scout camp just now, and snorted and threw it aside.

"What is written on the leader?" Li Ke asked with his mace in his arms, leaning his head on it.

"It's nothing, just a group of clowns jumping." Gongsun Zhi ignored the information and took another pile of bamboo slips to continue reviewing military affairs. When he arrived at his current position, even if he marched and fought, there were still many things that could not be handled. The fast horse that conveyed official affairs was never stopped on the road from Xu Du to Western Shu.

The lights swayed. After writing a few words, he suddenly remembered something and said again: "A group of clowns jumping..."

...

The night was silent, the stars and moons were sparse in the sky, and occasionally the night owls cried, which seemed desolate in the empty fields. A single-handed scout ran over from his sight, and a general named Zhang Ren pressed the soldiers beside him who wanted to shoot arrows. Behind him, in the dark nearby, the brothers began to wear armor or pick up stones to polish the blades in their hands.

"It's just a scout, the big fish I'm going to wait for." He pressed the bow and arrow and said softly.

After Liu Zhang was forced to surrender, Zhang Ren gave up the city and wandered between the mountains and fields in Shu. On the one hand, he contacted the northern army that was heading south at any time, and on the other hand, he was guerrillas abroad to avoid being defeated by Liu Bei's besieged city. This is also the experience that came out during the seven years of the Western Expedition. He used the familiar terrain to drag the favorable side to a level with him before he started to fight back.

However, Zhang Ren did not get too entangled with Liu Bei, saying that in his eyes, the other party was just a prince who could barely use troops. In the face of the collapse of Western countries that King Jin fought for several years, he was even more wandering from south to north.

A soldier lying on the ground raised his head and made a gesture: The big fish is coming.

Zhang Ren pulled up the big gun on the ground, his bearded face, and his eyes swept back fiercely: "Your credit is here, remember to be cleaner-"

"In addition, to inform Xiliang Ma Chao that this credit should be distributed to the other party."

...

In the dark night, pairs of straw sandals and cloth shoes walked through the fields in the darkness with sounds. The night wind blew over, and some rustling sounds came from the woods in the distance. Liu Feng suppressed the restlessness in his heart, took a deep breath on the horse's back, and whispered: "I always feel stared at..."

"The weather is good, there are no stars and moons, and there is still wind!" Meng Da shook his head and said, "Since you are here, don't think too much."

The wind whimpered.

The team continued to move forward, walking through a forest, and then, it seemed that something flew into the sky. When Liu Feng subconsciously raised his head and looked at it, it was an arrow flying into the night sky.

In the woods, Zhang Ren rolled over his horse, lifted his gun and strangled the reins, and said in a low voice: "Leave them all--"

"kill!"

The words roared out, and many voices shouted at this moment: "Kill!!!"

The next second, the horse's hooves exploded in the night, and dense figures rushed out of the forest, holding swords and weapons, setting off a huge wave of crazy waves and pounced on the spreading army, causing a huge wave of blood.

...

One hour later, 20,000 mediocre soldiers and horses were killed and collapsed by less than 5,000 ambushers like mountains. Liu Feng saw the entire long-distance team being cut off in half, and the blood waves swept towards him with the body. More soldiers were killed and fled around at the first time. He was shocked on the horse's back and felt the shock of the shaking of the objects falling.

Chaos, the killing came over, and the enemy general was disheveled in the flames, and his bearded face was reflected. He quickly turned the reins and was about to escape. His eyes turned, and Meng Da next to him suddenly raised his spear and swept him towards him. The voice was also ringing: "When you go back to Yizhou, you will be angry with Liu Bei. Why not use you as a gift for the King of Jin-"

The spear roared and hit Liu Feng's arm hard, falling off the horse.

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