The Yuan Family of the Three Kingdoms I call the shots

Chapter 157

Qingzhou, outside the plain city.

Yuan Jun sharpened his knives and arranged formations, forming four square horizontal formations and six concave and convex vertical formations. They lined up in a hundred feet outside the city of Pingyuan. Thousands of cavalry are the first, heavy armor and crossbowmen are behind, murderous, spears are sharp, and the soldiers are heading straight for the gate of Pingyuan City!

Wang Zhaode was shivering, riding a brown-haired horse under his crotch, with a two-foot steel spear in his hand, majestic and coquettish, shouting coquettishly in the open space between the army formation and Pingyuan City, not saying anything. Unclean, Huang Kang, the county magistrate of Pingyuan, was singled out to fight himself to the death.

I also have to say that Wang Zhao is very shameless. Huang Kang, the prefect of Pingyuan, is a literati. He was born in Xiaolian. Killed the enemy.

Wang Zhaonai is a famous general in Qingzhou, and now he singles out a Confucian scholar, although on the surface he is majestic, but in the eyes of everyone on both sides, he is actually out of integrity.

Wang Zhao was yelling loudly at the gate of Pingyuan City, when he suddenly heard the city gate "Ziga Ziga" slowly open, but saw the soldiers in Pingyuan City swarming out step by step, lining up in the city, forming a formation of long snakes, Leading a young general, with a long ring knife in his hand, sat down on a green-maned horse, with bright helmets and scales, with a graceful demeanor, which seemed to be quite the demeanor of a Confucian general.

Wang Zhao didn't know this person, so he swung the spear in his hand, spread out in the field, approached a little far away, and shouted loudly: "Who are you? But Huang Kang, the county magistrate of Pingyuan!?"

The young general's face was calm, he folded his legs, and drove the horse to the field between the two armies, he bowed his hands at Wang Zhaowei, and said: "Pingyuan County Magistrate Huang Gong is the county magistrate, today I am bold, and I am here to fight General Wang asked for advice, and I also hope that General Haihan can give me some pointers, and I am very grateful."

"Pingyuan Mansion?! Is it true?"

Wang Zhao looked surprised, looked at the young general up and down for a long time, and just laughed "puchi", almost spitting.

"Don't you have any good people in Pingyuan County? You actually sent a Fucheng to go out. The Fucheng is a subordinate civil servant and can also fight the enemy? You are not afraid of making people laugh!"

It’s no wonder Wang Zhao was so surprised. The so-called Fucheng is an official under the command of a prefect or county magistrate, who is in charge of administration or local logistics and internal affairs. He is in charge of clerical duties. Is a part-time house master.

Wang Zhao lived for dozens of years, and this was the first time he heard that Fu Cheng went into battle to kill the enemy. What is the difference between this and letting him die?
"Hehe, Huang Kang is a weak and mediocre generation, and there is no one in Pingyuan County. He actually sent a head of papers as a general. Come on, let's go. It's better than no one coming out to fight. You are a civil servant, and you are young. , I will be merciful, let you kill you with three moves, and let the horse come over!"

Fu Cheng was not angry when he heard the words, he just tapped his forehead lightly, and said to Wang Zhao: "If this is the case, then I will offend you, but I want to remind General Wang first, if you and I fight, I'm afraid we won't be able to use three moves."

Talking about playing, he saw Pingyuan Fucheng's legs clamped, and the horse came out to meet Wang Zhao and immediately rode up.

Wang Zhao looked up to the sky with a long laugh, and raised his hand slightly indifferently. In his eyes, this guy was just a civil servant who was a pen leader in a small county in Pingyuan. There are ten or eight of them, and they are just saving chicken feathers for courage.

In an instant, the young Fu Cheng arrived on a horse, with the long ring knife in his hand pointing obliquely at the sky, the ring and the sound of the knife collided with a "buzzing" sound, and Teng Yao was dotted with blue light, covering Wang Zhao's head and striking.

"Boom~~~!"

The ear-piercing sound of weapons clashing in the air made the horses under the crotch of the two tremble slightly, the momentum was quite frightening, and the huge numbness felt like overwhelming mountains and seas pressing on Wang Zhao's arms.

Pressing down on his body with force along the weapon, Wang Zhao seemed to fall into a deep valley, his body trembled slightly, and he said in awe, "This brat's arm strength is amazing, it seems to be much deeper than mine."

However, without waiting for Wang Zhao to think about it, he saw that the young Fu Cheng's second strike had already swept across.

"Cha-!"

It seemed to be a very light and crisp sound. Everything in front of Wang Zhao was spinning rapidly. He felt that everything was rising rapidly, and he was getting higher and higher. Then he saw himself sitting on the horse. The headless corpse, in front of him, the young Fucheng's saber was lightly and deftly placed on his throat, the cold air on the blade was pressing, making him feel the unprecedented terror of death.

"Two rounds, it's useless to use three! Thank you, General Wang, for letting me go. You lost." The young Fu Cheng said to Wang Zhao indifferently with a calm expression on his face.

"You bastard, you actually killed my horse?! Jane is simply despicable!"

The young Fucheng didn't say a word, just waved to the soldiers behind him, and said loudly: "Tie up Wang Zhao, take him into the county town, and hand over to Governor Huang."

In the Pingyuan army formation, two soldiers rushed out with hemp ropes in their hands, and bound Wang Zhao who was sitting on the ground and still couldn't believe that he was defeated by two moves.

"Not good! General Wang has been captured! The two generals should find a way!" Yuan Jun's Hua Yan's face changed suddenly, and he shouted for help to Lu Kuang and Lu Xiang behind him.

Needless to say, Hua Yan said, Lu Xiang from the other side had already taken the lead and shouted at the thousands of cavalry behind him: "Cavalry, follow me to fight and save people!"

"kill--!"

With the sound of shouts of killing piercing the sky, the cavalry in Yuan Jun's formation rode their horses and armed their guns, and clashed towards the Pingyuan Army.

Seeing Yuan Jun's cavalry charge towards him, the corner of Pingyuan's Fu Cheng's mouth revealed a smile that seemed to have been expected. He raised his hand and waved his saber, and his voice retreated from the battlefield, almost reaching everyone's ears.

"Army first!"

With a sound of "Shua!", the front formation of the Pingyuan Army's long snake extended to both sides, but standing behind it were nearly a thousand elite soldiers holding strong crossbows. The Jing crossbows were full of hostility, like a series of terrifying life-threatening weapons, aiming faintly at the Jing cavalry rushing towards them.

With the three arrowheads of our soldiers, we should be able to flatten the border of the Han court!

"Let go~~!"

Following this mournful cry, clusters of arrows flew towards Yuan Jun's thousand-odd cavalrymen, like flying thunder all over the sky.

But seeing the arrows all over the sky, like dazzling meteors, they rushed into Yuan Jun with lightning speed.Immediately, the horses neighed and overturned countless cavalry, wailing everywhere, chilling Hengye, and the sky was filled with thunder, as if the sky was darkened.

"Camp first!"

While Lu Xiang tried his best to parry the rain of arrows, he looked at the nearly thousand crossbowmen in the distance in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.

And in Pingyuan's army formation, the corner of the young Fu Cheng's mouth, unknowingly, slowly hung a stern smile.

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Qingzhou, Linzi city.

"Sima Yi has returned to Jizhou?" After hearing the report from the envoy sent by Sima Yi, Yuan Shang's heart that had been hanging for many days finally fell to the ground slowly.

"Yes, Mr. Sima has already crossed the Yellow River and arrived at the border of Jizhou. He is now heading back to Jizhou. A special villain will be sent to inform the lord. I hope the lord will not read it."

Yuan Shang nodded slowly, and said: "Sima Yi has already retired. From my side, I should also consider returning to Jizhou. Sima Yi is a very good boy. Remember to tell me when you get home that he is sensible."

However, the envoy sent by Sima Yi suddenly looked suspicious, and said in a low voice: "It's just that Mr. Sima has been putting on a face on the way back this time, as if he is not very happy and has something on his mind."

When Yuan Shang heard the words, he immediately became interested, and hurriedly asked the messenger, "Oh? What's wrong with Sima Yi? Tell me quickly, and make me happy!"

When the messenger heard the words, he broke out in a cold sweat.

Build your own happiness on the pain of your subordinates
My lord, what an extraordinary person!

"Before Mr. Sima came to Xudu this time, everything was quite normal, but just before leaving, he met Cao Cao's mastermind, Zhijinwu Jiaxu, from the north gate of Xudu. Mr. Sima chatted with him for two days. After that, he remained silent all the way, not even paying attention to pretty girls, which is quite different from his usual behavior."

Jia Xu?The jumping string in Yuan Shang's heart couldn't help beating.

Since returning from time travel, Yuan Shangming's enemies have been lingering on Cao Cao, Yuan Tan, Guo Jia, Xun Yu, Xia Houyuan, Cao Ren and others. For this strange talent known as the old poison in history, it has always been rare He neglected to pay attention, and even faintly forgot the existence of this person.

But Jia Xu's low profile does not mean that this person does not have it. Yuan Shang knows in his heart that in terms of deceit, response, and analysis of world affairs, the strength and foundation of this old fox may be even higher than that of Guo Jia.

After Sima Yi met Jia Xu, he became deeply depressed. Presumably the old man was not used to him, and told him about something important, which hit his vital point, which caused the mascot to fail.
It seems that the younger generation like myself and Sima Yi are still lacking in practice.

The courtiers are hit and depressed, and the lord needs encouragement.

Thinking of this, Yuan Shang raised his head and said to the messenger: "I have a word, you can take it back with Sima Yi, maybe it can relieve his sorrow."

The envoy couldn't help being overjoyed when he heard the words. As expected of the lord, he only needs to pass a word to relieve Mr. Sima's worries, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

The envoy hurriedly asked: "May I ask what you want to convey, my lord? I will definitely pass it to Mr. Sima's ears truthfully, without missing a single word."

Yuan Shang took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Tell Sima Yi, 'You shameless, do you think that everyone in the world is your mother, and everyone has to pamper you!? How big of a shit is worth getting angry, turn around boss I'll help him get back on the field!'"

The envoy opened his eyes when he heard the words, and was stunned for a long time before he asked Yuan Shang tremblingly.

"What does your mother mean?"

"Your mother means his mother, and it is also commonly used as a respectful and modest term for other people's mothers in spoken language. It is very profound." Yuan Shang patiently explained to the messenger.

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(End of this chapter)