Wei Liao, the captain of the Northern Army, joined the army in the same year as General Mengping, and also experienced the battle of the empire to conquer Qi together. Their relationship was like Fu Ge and the soldiers in the Southern Army, with extraordinary feelings.

After carefully asking about Meng Ping's death, Wei Liao also looked sad. Fu Ge took this opportunity to express his willingness to give Chenliu all the food and grass for the Northern Legion to pass the troops. Wei Liao was overjoyed. This time he was ordered to go south to rescue and was worried that the counties along the way would be in chaos. If he could raise enough food and grass. Finally, when Fu Ge passionately proposed to lead his troops to join the rescue army, Wei Liao agreed without hesitation, and he also drew 500 best war horses to Fu Ge's troops, which made Fu Ge ecstatic.

Although there are not many five hundred, it is enough to form an assault force. In the future, once the battlefield situation is stalemate, Fu Ge will have a force that is enough to change the situation. In addition, letting these soldiers under him act together with the elite Northern Legion, they can also learn and ask some experiences suitable for large-scale plain combat.

On August 19th, Dingtao City.

After continuously breaking through several interceptions by the rebels, the reinforcements led by Fu Ge and Wei Liao successfully met with Zhang Han's troops in the city. This was the first time Fu Ge and Zhang Han met after they parted in June. Zhang Han's hair was much whiter than before, and several deep wrinkles were added to his forehead.

"General Wei, you are here at the right time. I need an elite force to fight back against the rebels." Zhang Han laughed and welcomed Wei Liao into the conference hall. There, generals such as Zhang Ping, Dong Yi, Zhao Wujiu had been waiting for a long time.

Fu Ge just watched all this lively, neither cold nor warmly. He never stepped forward to answer. Fu Ge's mood was very complicated to the General Zhang Han. He thought he would have a strong hatred, but today, when Zhang Han, who had become much older, stood in front of him, Fu Ge found that he did not hate him so much, and even had a little sympathy and pity in his heart.

Daqin———This famous general has produced many famous generals, with great empires such as Bai Qi and Wang Jian, now relying on the gray old man in front of you to support this ending. I wonder if the talented and powerful First Emperor was lying underground and would he sigh long.

In fact, from Zhang Han's perspective, using Fu Ge and even sacrificing, although he was inevitably selfish, he was still considering the entire battle situation. In the face of the fierce offensive of the rebels, the first thing he had to think about was to protect the main force from losses, and then he would take into account the miscellaneous recruitment troops like Fu Ge.

Wei Liao and his Northern Legion commanders were invited into the hall one by one, where welcoming banquets, singing and dancing and beauties were prepared. These rewards were infinitely tempting for soldiers dancing on the tip of the knife.

When everyone was almost in, Fu Ge turned around and was about to leave. He knew that there was no seat for a guy like him who had come out halfway, and he didn't want to be ridiculed by Zhang Ping, Dong Yi and others after entering. At this time, his arm was suddenly pulled by a big hand. When he turned around and looked, he saw an old, haggard and blood-colored face.

"General Fu, go in with me!" Zhang Han's eyes showed some guilt, and his tone seemed quite sincere.

Fu Ge looked at Zhang Han and said calmly: "The General made a mistake. The seats there were at least at the level of the commander. Fu is just a low-level military marquis. My seat should be outside." Outside——, the soldiers outside were drinking and eating meat in big mouthfuls. Compared to the many regular banquets in the conference hall, Fu Ge prefers to laugh, shouting or cursing among the soldiers without restraint.

Zhang Han looked at Fu Ge and said slowly: "Fu Ge, I know my previous actions were inappropriate, and I was very sorry for this. This time, I am really, really happy to lead troops to reinforce Dingtao." As he said that, Zhang Han was already in tears.

"General——!" Faced with an old man who was crying, Fu Ge's heart could no longer be as hard as iron.

Zhang Han also had his difficulties. In a short period of time, a team of prisoners and private officials became a army that was good at fighting. This required great wisdom and courage. Fu Ge once asked himself if he could do better than Zhang Han's position. The answer was no.

Fu Ge cannot, in fact, no one can do better than Zhang Han.

If Zhang Han hadn't stood up, the empire's capital Xianyang would have been captured by the rebels long ago. If he hadn't led his team to win the battles all the way, the empire would have not even had a chance to breathe.

"Get in, just stand by my side." Zhang Han once again grabbed Fu Ge's hand, this time he could no longer refuse.

The banquet has begun.

The pleasant Yaoqin first started playing, and then the thin-waisted singing maids used their singing voices to draw beautiful postures, which made the men feel infinite in their hearts, and made the generals present laugh out loud. Especially the generals of the northern legion, they have always been used to being rough and generous, and have never seen such a gentle and gentle woman in the south, their eyes are all shining with * light.

"Please, General Wei!"

"Please, General!"

"Please, all the generals!"

After repeated greetings, there is a mess of cups intertwined.

Fu Ge saw drunken officers stumbled away and went out with the help of Gebi. The servants who had arranged bedtime had arranged everything outside.

This is an extremely wonderful welcome party, a grand event for men to indulge in lust and revelry.

Fu Ge looked at all this coldly. At such a formal banquet that emphasizes identity and etiquette, no one would be interested in a small military marquis like him. Standing beside Zhang Han, watching all this, Fu Ge seemed to see the reason why the empire declined. He seemed to see that the capital Xianyang, thousands of miles away, the princes and nobles were also enjoying the same decayed life.

At the end of the banquet, the main guest of the welcome banquet, Wei Liao, the captain of the Northern Legion, could not resist Zhang Ping, Dong Yi and others repeatedly persuaded him to drink. With the help of two specially selected beautiful women, Wei Liao also left the seat.

"You feel disgusted, so do I." Finally, everything fell apart. Looking at the messy joyful field, Zhang Han, who had just said he couldn't bear to drink, suddenly turned around and said to Fu Ge, and there was no trace of drunkenness in his eyes.

"General, you-!" Fu Ge almost screamed in shock.

"Don't shout, this is my secret. Now only you and I know." Zhang Han showed a sly smile on his face. Fu Ge suddenly realized that Zhang Han's drunkenness was pretending to be, and he was very awake from beginning to end.

"Let's go, let's go into the inner room to talk in detail!" Zhang Han stood up and pulled Fu Ge into a secluded yard behind the conference hall.

"You come here!"
Chapter completed!