Three Kingdoms: I help Liu Bei grow thousands of miles

"Aren't you going to run away? The young master just didn't enjoy killing enough, who wants to come out and suffer death?" Lan Ji held a long halberd in his hand and stared at the crowd, ignoring the enemies that were several times bigger in front of him.

Zhang Liao said in his heart, good guy, at least in terms of arrogance, this kid has learned an eight-point figure from Guan Yu, and his attire is very similar to that of Wen Hou in the past. He thought that Yun Chang would not play psychological warfare with me, would he? ?

"Young man, you are a bit arrogant. You are really a newborn calf. You don't know the heights of the heavens and the earth. Do you dare to leave your name?" Zhang Liao led the horse to the front, held the rein with his left hand, and hung the tip of the knife beside the horse's leg with his right hand, scolding Lan Ji like an elder .

Lan Jixin said who are you?How dare you preach to me?Then he pointed at Zhang Liao and sneered, "Your generals deserve to know my name?"

Zhang Liaoxin said that General Guan is crazy because he really has the confidence, why don't you, a young man, learn well?He shook his head and replied: "Is it a general, you will know if you try it?"

"Very good." Lan Ji ignited his blood and raised his halberd to attack, Zhang Liao's eyes froze and he followed the horse and swung the knife.

Lan Ji took advantage of his strength to strike forward with the Canglong Breaking Army Halberd, using strength to subdue the enemy just like before, Zhang Liao quickly raised the hilt of the knife to block it, he found that the opponent's strength was really not small.

He has something, and the two sighed at the same time.

After probing, Lan Ji returned to his horse and was about to stab him. Unexpectedly, Zhang Liao raised his knife and slashed down from the side. Lan Ji calmly locked the edge of the knife with a halberd twig, took advantage of the situation and picked it to the side, easily defusing Zhang Liao's attack, while Zhang Liao sat still. On the horse, he did not lose his balance due to Lan Ji's challenge.

One round is over, regardless of the outcome.

"Come again." Lan Ji's eyes were burning hot. Although he only fought for a simple round, he felt that the general in front of him was the strongest existence he encountered on the battlefield, so he naturally wanted to enjoy the battle.

"It's exactly what I want." Zhang Liao finally understood Lan Ji's arrogance through preliminary testing. It turned out that he was in the same situation as Guan Yu.

The long halberds and long knives fluttered in the formation, dazzled the crowd watching the battle, and the two fought for ten rounds without knowing it.

Lan Ji and Zhang Liao fought for ten rounds, but it was still tied. They both stopped to look at their opponents at the same time, and the soldiers watching the battle kept shouting. Excited.

"You are very good. You are definitely not an unknown person. You are indeed qualified to know my name. I am Lan Ji, and my name is Zhongling." Lan Ji spoke with unabated arrogance.

Zhang Liao showed a gratified smile: "Sure enough, it is you. You do have a bit of demeanor from Marquis Wen. Yun Chang really taught you a good man."

"Who are you?" Lan Ji frowned vigilantly when he heard the other party's tone, which seemed to be his elder.

"Haha, according to seniority, Zhongling should call me Uncle Zhang. How is your mother now? I am Zhang Liao." Zhang Liao looked at Lan Ji like an elder.

Lan Ji was at a loss when he heard the first half of the sentence, but when he heard the last sentence, he suddenly sneered with disdain: "So you are the villainous Zhang Wenyuan that Uncle Gao said?"

"Don't listen to Boping..." Zhang Liao felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten Coptis chinensis, thinking that Gao Shun was pouring hatred on the child?

"Father taught me to learn to be tolerant. Since General Zhang is my father's former army, why don't you lead his army to surrender to the big man now? Uncle Gao and mother, how about my nephew interceding with you?" I didn't lose the naughtiness when I was a child. I just slowed down my tone to win over the other party.

Zhang Liao suddenly realized that Lan Ji was not easy, and then he clasped his fists and replied calmly: "Zhongling is a smart man, we are each our own master, why bother to ask such superfluous words? Zhang Liao is now a courtier of the Great Wei, and he has long since had nothing to do with your father. How can you betray the country because of personal affection? It is absolutely impossible for me to surrender to Han."

"That's really a pity. Father exaggerated that the general is a world-renowned general. Staying in Wei State is always a threat. My nephew wants to keep you today." Lan Ji saw that there were not many soldiers and horses around Zhang Liao, so it was best to capture him alive or behead him. Seeing the opportunity, he raised his hand and raised the halberd, making a provocative gesture in front of the formation.

"Zhongling's martial arts is indeed good, but it's too late to kill me. You should learn more from Mr. Lan. Yun Chang is not suitable to teach you." Zhang Liao didn't expect Lantian to think so highly of him, but faced with the provocation of his juniors He couldn't tolerate it either, and even tactfully fanned the flames.

Lan Ji didn't get angry at all, and asked again with a smile: "Stop talking nonsense, I haven't played enough just now, dare to fight me for [-] rounds?"

"Hmph, why don't you dare? Yun Chang didn't teach enough, so I'll give you some pointers."

Chapter 925 Three hundred rounds are special

September enters autumn and the weather turns cooler.

In the formation of the two armies in the southwest of Rang County, Lan Ji and Zhang Liao fought fiercely.

The 17-year-old Lan Ji is nearly nine feet tall, and he is a full-grown man when he sits on a horse. He runs majesticly like a raging fire. Lan Ji has no fear when facing Zhang Liao. He is a young man with the courage to swallow the sky. Growing up in his hands, Lan Ji stretched out what he had learned in his life to the fullest, and fought with Zhang Liao inextricably and heartily.

Lan Ji was young and energetic, while Zhang Liao was old and experienced. The two fought from morning to afternoon, and even the soldiers who watched the battle were tired. They still fought in the battle without any intention of stopping.

On the way, Zhang Hu arrived with [-] cavalry, and seeing Zhang Liao and Lan Ji fighting in full swing, he ordered the soldiers to form a fan formation, preparing to encircle the two hundred Han troops when the battle was over.

Seeing that the situation in the youth battalion was not good, some scouts were dispatched to find the main force to help, and someone reminded from behind the formation: "Major General, it's getting late, it's better to return early..."

Seeing that Lan Ji was young and victorious, Zhang Hu was worried that Zhang Liao would lose in the long battle, so he also shouted at the side: "Father, you have fought for more than a hundred rounds, and you still haven't decided the winner, why don't you change horses and drink water to fight again."

Both sides had their own thoughts, but Lan Ji and Zhang Liao were concentrating on it, and they didn't pay attention to others' words at all. No matter how complicated the martial arts were, they would be exhausted within Lily.

After Lan Ji's mount was Chitu, Zhang Liao's war horse was also a good horse in the army. Its endurance was much better than ordinary horses, and in the end it was a competition for the strength of the general.

When the sun went west, the soldiers on both sides had already stood numb, and they started counting down in unison, as if waiting for the get out of class to end.

"290 one."

"290 two."

"290 three."

……

"three hundred."

When the shouts reached three hundred, Lan Ji and Zhang Liao stopped moving at the same time.

"Haha, I'm happy, I'm really happy, if I don't want to go back to my life, I really want to fight with General Zhang at night." Lan Ji laughed loudly holding a painting halberd.

Zhang Liao couldn't stop his violent heartbeat, but he still held up his face and said: "With the tiger Zhongling here, Yunchang's enemy of ten thousand people, there will be successors, and Marquis Wen will also be pleased. Let's give up today, and we will fight again in the future." .”

"Father, what are you waiting for in the future? The child is ready. Lan Ji only has 200 people, and he can just be rounded up and killed. Why delay the sun and the moon." Zhang Hu stared at Lan Ji and said meaningfully, as if he had taken the other party's attention. Treated as something in the bag.

Although Lan Ji was inexperienced, he was definitely not impulsive and reckless. When Zhang Hu mobilized his troops at noon, he had already noticed from the corner of his eye. The reason why he had to fight for [-] rounds was to exhaust the thousands of Wei troops on purpose. And the soldiers of his youth battalion were all elites, so it was easier to break out and escape at this time.

"General Zhang wants to keep me?" Lan Ji asked playfully.

In Lan Ji's eyes, Zhang Liao didn't see any fear, and lamented that this son's future is limitless. When he was hesitating, thunder suddenly sounded in the distance, and soon he saw the cavalry with the Pangzi banner.

"No more, let Zhongling go back, let's fight again in the future." After Zhang Liao finished speaking, he gave Zhang Hu a wink, which meant that he followed the order and immediately withdrew his troops. The current state was too disadvantageous against Pang De.

"Prepare the torches tomorrow, let's light up the lights and fight at night."

"it is good."

Occasional encounters, fierce battles, neither side moved a single soldier, and finally withdrew to the defense zone.

On the way home, Pang De complained, "Second Young Master, you are too risky today, General Guan will definitely scold you."

"Uncle Pang is serious, they can't keep me." Lan Ji replied proudly.

Pang De looked around, approached Lan Ji and whispered: "After the Second Young Master's subordinates are all generals, if they make any mistakes, General Guan will not be able to deal with them. Fortunately, everyone can retreat unscathed. Remember not to indulge in fighting generals in the future. If you increase your troops, you should retreat decisively.”

"It was because of this consideration that I fought General Zhang for three hundred rounds." Lan Ji smiled and showed a row of white teeth.

After hearing this, Pang De was surprised, and after Lan Ji explained it, he suddenly understood. Then he looked at the second young master Lan with admiration, and said in his heart that your face is too deceptive. It feels like you are not the disciple of General Guan, but you have learned the essence of the three generals.

Zhang Liao originally planned to go to Guanjun County in the west for inspection tomorrow, but after leaving Rang County, he asked Zhang Hu to lead his army back to Wancheng, and the army walked to Nieyang City at night to garrison and rest.

Zhang Hu delivered the dinner to the main tent, and found Zhang Liao on the couch with a very bad face. He went to his side and helped his father up, complaining: "Father is a general of the Wei State, how could he fight with that boy for a day? You are tired." What if your body is broken?"

"For my father, I saw the shadows of many people in Lan Ji, including Lu Bu, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei. I don't think Nanyang can hold it anymore..." Zhang Liao looked sad.

"Father, in view of Lu Bu's friendship, showed mercy to Lan Ji on the battlefield. A tie with you is nothing. Why should you say something depressing?" Zhang Hu first handed Zhang Liao a bowl of water.

Zhang Liao finished drinking the water with the bowl in his hand, and said with a sneer, "You think I'm letting him in? I thought the same way before fighting for the general, but you'll know how powerful you are if you really fight with him. As a father, you can only guarantee that you won't lose within 120 rounds."

"But...but you fought for three hundred rounds?" Zhang Hu looked in disbelief.

"As a father, his stamina is not as good as his. Lan Zhongling intends to keep his hand. This child is really powerful. Yun Chang actually endured it until now. If we were in Nanyang during the war last year, we would suffer a lot." Zhang Liao shook his head straight.

"According to what my father said, Lan Ji deliberately showed mercy to your subordinates because of Lu Bu? How is this possible?" Zhang Hu didn't believe his ears at all.

"Could it be possible to lie to you for my father? Cough, cough, cough..." Zhang Liao kept coughing after finishing speaking. The high-intensity fighting during the day made his heart and lungs overload for a long time, and he was sending a warning to his body at this time.

"Don't get excited, that's not what you mean..." Zhang Hu hurriedly knelt down to rub Zhang Liao's back, and then asked in a low voice, "Does father think that General Guan's use of Lan Ji means that he is going to start an all-out attack?"

"Ahem...the possibility is very high. Last year, Guanzhong and Huainan were fighting. Yun Chang didn't have enough troops to mobilize. Now that Mr. Lan has destroyed Wu and threatened Huainan, His Majesty has transferred many soldiers back to defend. Although Yun Chang's troops It won't increase much, but there are not enough soldiers in the Central Plains as last year, so it may not be able to stop General Guan from making a comeback, alas..." Zhang Liao shook his head and sighed.

"It seems that the state of Wei is really in trouble. In the first half of the year, the officials in the capital are still fighting each other. Your Majesty still allows the small officials of the Sima family to mess around. If things go on like this, the country will not be a country..." Zhang Hu was also disappointed with the current situation.

Zhang Liao raised his head and sneered: "How old is Sima Zhao? Without His Majesty's support, how could he have created such a storm? Wei's military failure exposed political contradictions. His Majesty's move is playing with fire..."

Chapter 926 I'm sorry for my friend's death

"This is the way to bring disaster, what should we do?" Zhang Hu asked softly.

Zhang Liao's face was full of bitterness, "The turmoil in Beijing has nothing to do with us, just do our own thing. Since ancient times, the death of literature and the death of martial arts, probably Nanyang is the home of our father and son, ahem..."

"Father, do you want to leave a way out?" Zhang Hu asked meaningfully.

Zhang Liao scolded angrily: "Received the late emperor's great kindness for your father, how can you have two hearts? Cough cough..."

"Father calm down, the child just said it casually..." Zhang Hu hurriedly apologized.

Zhang Liao was tired and angry, fell asleep on the couch without eating dinner, and continued on the road listlessly the next day. When he returned to Wancheng, he fell ill and his physical condition was getting worse every day.

When he was dying, Zhang Liao called Zhang Hu to his bed to explain his funeral.

Zhang Hu guessed that Zhang Liao and Lan Ji had been injured in the battle. After crying for a while, he patted his chest and assured Zhang Liao, "Father, don't worry, the child will personally kill Lan Ji and avenge you."

Zhang Liao shook his head lightly, stroked Zhang Hu's forehead and said, "Don't say it's you, there is no one in the Wei Kingdom who is his opponent. Sooner or later, Lan Zhongling will grow up to be like Marquis Wen. In the future, no one in the world will be able to defeat him. Father himself will never be able to defeat him." It’s here, don’t care about anyone, don’t make enemies indiscriminately..."

"Oh..." Zhang Hu cried like a child again.

"Don't cry, let alone be sad, people will die eventually, my father has been brilliant, this life is already worth it..." Zhang Liao comforted softly.

"But you are only 55, Guan Yunchang is much older than you..." Zhang Hu burst into tears.

Zhang Liao wanted to wipe Zhang Hu's tears away with his thumb, but unfortunately he didn't have the strength to lift his hand so high, so he could only comfort him helplessly: "People are different. Think about how long Cao Chong lived? You must learn to be content." ..."

"My child knows..." Zhang Hu knelt in front of the couch, mourning unceasingly.

"Although Yun Chang is old, Guan Ping, Lan Ji and other up-and-comers, while my great Wei's talents are gradually withering. Han is strong and Wei is weak. Liu Xuande will be able to rule the world. You want to leave a way out for the Zhang family. Just prepare it yourself." Zhang Liao urged in a low voice.

"Didn't you say..." Zhang Hu raised his head to stop his tears, and looked at Zhang Liao in surprise, remembering that not long ago, the other party spoke righteously.

Zhang Liao looked away, "I have received the kindness of the late emperor, and I should die to repay Wei, but you are not..."

"Father asked me to vote for..."

Before Zhang Hu finished speaking, Zhang Liao interrupted: "After I die, you can use the funeral to transfer the military power, and then go back to your hometown to live in seclusion. Remember that you must not surrender before Wei is destroyed. If Liu Xuande can really rule the world, then you want to become an official. , You can live in seclusion if you want, it is best to change back to the original Nie surname of your ancestors..."

"I'll save it, baby." Zhang Hu nodded violently moved, Zhang Liao was still worried at the last moment of his life.

Looking at the two tear troughs on Zhang Hu's face, Zhang Liao stretched out his hand to wipe it off with all his strength, but just as the trembling hand was close to his cheek, it fell down heavily as if dislocated.

"Father..." Zhang Hu held Zhang Liao's hand, knelt by the couch and cried bitterly.

At the end of September, Zhang Liao died of illness in Wancheng.

When the news reached Luoyang, Cao Pi hadn't eaten for two days. Zhang Liao was one of the few military generals with foreign surnames in Wei who was able to play his own role. His sudden death had a huge impact on Wei.

Cao Xiu was worried that Guan Yu would sneak in, so he asked for an order to take the recovered Zhang Yun to Wancheng.

Perhaps Cao Pi had a special liking for Zhang Liao, thinking that without Zhang Liao defending Guan Yu in Nanyang, he would not be able to be emperor in Luoyang at ease, so he promoted Cao Xiu to be the chief minister in charge of military affairs.

Because Guan Yu has many brave generals under his command, and now there is another Lan Ji who can fight for [-] rounds, Cao Pi worried that Cao Xiu's available generals would not be enough to deal with, so he called Cao Zhang, the king of Rencheng, to Beijing to show his righteousness according to Liu Ye's suggestion. He went south to Wancheng to help Cao Xiu reject Guan Yu.

All the ministries of the Han army attached great importance to grasping information, so Lan Ji went to the border to reconnaissance. Although Wancheng covered up Zhang Liao's news, he was still discovered by Xiangyang spies and reported to Guan Yu immediately.

Guan Yu was very surprised to learn that Zhang Liao died of illness. He was still healthy when he fought against him in Nanyang last year. After thinking about it, it should be the reason for Lan Ji's battle with him.

When the Xiapi army was defeated in the past, Guan Yu stayed in Cao Ying for a short period of time. Zhang Liao took good care of him. Although they were in different camps, they still regarded each other as friends.

When his friend died of illness, Guan Yu mourned together. After finishing his military affairs that day, he brought Guan Ping and Lan Ji to Hanshui to pay his respects.

Autumn wind, autumn water, veteran...

Guan Yu stood by the Han River, poured the wine he had brought into the river, looked to the north to mourn Zhang Liao, thought of the heroes dying one by one, Guan Yu seemed to have aged a lot at that moment.

"Zhang Wenyuan is a famous general in the world. Although he is an opponent, he is worthy of admiration. You two also come to toast." Guan Yu turned to greet Guan Ping and Lan Ji.

"Wei." Following Guan Yu's example, the two poured the wine into the boiling Han water.

On the way back to Xiangyang for the memorial service, Lan Ji asked curiously: "Uncle, is General Zhang's sudden death really related to me?"

Guan Yu stroked his beard and nodded, "Wen Yuan is old after all, and fighting you for three hundred rounds should hurt his vitality, just like old general Yan Chen Cang's battle with Zhang Yun, but Zhong Ling doesn't need to feel guilty. It is the glory of a general to die in battle. Zhang Wenyuan may Still very knowledgeable."

Lan Ji scratched his head and smirked, "I don't feel guilty, who told him not to follow his mother with Uncle Gao, otherwise he wouldn't meet me on the battlefield, it was Uncle Zhang who made the mistake first."

"Haha, although what Zhongling said is unreasonable, it's not without reason. Back then, you were clearly capable of killing Zhang Wenyuan, so why did you let Zhang Wenyuan go back?" Guan Yu stroked his long beard and asked meaningfully.

Lan Ji thought for a while and replied: "If it's a villain, I won't show mercy, but Uncle Zhang didn't bully the few with more, and fought me fairly from the beginning to the end, how can I not save him some face?"

"Well, martial arts have improved, and so have people's conduct." Guan Yu nodded with satisfaction, and then continued to add: "An Guo (Guan Xing) mentioned to me several times that he wants to go to the youth camp to follow you, and now the time is ripe."

"That's great." Lan Ji couldn't help being overjoyed when he heard that.

Lan Ji envied the close relationship between Lan Yuan and Gao Ling, but due to his status, none of the soldiers of the young battalion dared to get too close to him. Now that Guan Xing joined him, he also talked to more people during the march. So boring.

"Father, Nanyang has been defended by General Zhang for a long time. Now that he died so suddenly, even if Cao Xiu came, he would have time to take over. Should we seize the opportunity to send troops? It would be good to occupy several important cities." Guan Ping asked tentatively. .

"Of course, it's not enough to occupy a few cities. I plan to capture Wancheng, and the soldiers will point directly at Luoyang." Guan Yu rolled his eyes.

Guan Ping took a deep breath after hearing this, and said that his father was still in a heavy heart just now, thinking that he would be slowed down because of the death of his friend. Unexpectedly, Guan Yu's plan was more ferocious, and he clearly distinguished personal friendship from national interests.