"Brother, it's time!" Yang Xiu said immediately after returning to the camp.

Fazheng nodded: "Wenyuan, go and rearrange the camp. Tomorrow night is when we wait to defeat the enemy!"

Zhang Liao responded and went down to arrange it. After deducing it again and finding that there were no loopholes in tonight's action, Fazheng turned his head and looked at his junior brother with joy and said with a smile: "Dezu, it's not in vain."

Senior brother has always taken good care of you. You are much stronger now than you were back then."

Yang Xiu saw Fazheng's evil smile and became furious: "Just you? Are you still taking care of me? Your little tricks are far inferior to those of Master Jia and Guo Fengxiao. They are both oppressed people.

What are you pretending to be?"

The disdain in Yang Xiu's words was undisguised. He was used to Jia Xu and Guo Jia's methods, how could he see Fazheng's methods? Although he still couldn't defeat Fazheng now, he was not as good as when he first arrived.

I feel so powerless.

If when he first arrived, Fazheng was an unreachable mountain in Yang Xiu's eyes. Now Yang Xiu can at least see it, and it's not far away. Maybe he can catch up with Jia Xu's hell style in two or three years of hard work.

Although the training was terrifying, the effect was also impressive, and he successfully managed to break off a crooked seedling. Although it is now a bit crooked, and like Li Ru, his temperament is a bit extreme, but his cleverness before the single stroke was much better.

Being vicious and extreme in itself is not a big flaw, it's just that he is easily feared by the monarch. But Yuan Shu himself is big-hearted, not to mention that with so many people suppressing him, Yang Xiu's ability can't change the world.

Not to mention that Jia Xu and Guo Jian were able to suppress this guy, even Fazheng was not something he could defeat.

"Tch, you masochist, I don't have the same experience as you!" Fazheng really can't do anything to Yang Xiu. A small lesson is not harmful to the current Yang Xiu. Maybe Fazheng's lesson is less severe.

Will be ridiculed.

"It's good to know that you're not good. If you don't work harder, you might be surpassed by me in a few years. Do you want me to tell Master Jia and ask him to give you some tips? That feels good!" Yang Xiulue

asked seductively.

"Forget it! Thinking about what you were like in the first two months after you came here, I would rather progress slowly than do this. What's more, although that kind of training has quick results, it also has many disadvantages. Look at you now.

You don't even know how to restrain yourself, this is not the temperament a top counselor should have." Fa Zheng was not fooled and refused without hesitation.

Yang Xiu also knew that Fazheng would not fall into the trap of such a simple provoking method, and curled his lips slightly: "I knew you were a coward, no wonder you were bullied by Guo Fengxiao every day."

When Guo Jia was mentioned, Fazheng's face twitched: "Don't mention that prodigal son to me, sooner or later I will trample him under my feet."

"Sooner or later? Which day? The day Guo Jia died? Although he lived a life of debauchery, he was only a few years older than you, and Zhang Zhongjing was recuperating. You and he can't tell who will live longer." Yang Xiu mocked without thinking.

Hearing this, Fazheng couldn't bear it anymore. He threw Yang Xiu down with a flying jump, and punched and kicked him wildly: "You bastard!"

Yang Xiu was not willing to be outdone and fought back, and the two sides quickly started fighting. Although Fazheng is Yang Xiu's senior brother, he is actually one year younger than Yang Xiu. However, Fazheng was born in Xiliang, a place with fierce folk customs.

The counselors who came out were also relatively fierce and extreme in character, and their boxing and kicking skills were also good, and they actually had the upper hand.

After a long time, Zhang Liao rearranged the camp. As soon as he returned to the camp, he saw Fa Zheng, who had a bruised nose and face, riding on Yang Xiu, who was also bruised and swollen.

"I said, what are you two doing?" Zhang Liao looked at these two naughty guys and complained helplessly.

As Fazheng's old partner, in Zhang Liao's mind Fazheng has always been a calm and sophisticated person. Only then did he realize that although Fazheng is very wise, he is actually just a child in the age of dancing elephants. He looks mature, but is childish.

Still a lot.

When Fazheng and Yang Xiu heard the sound, they looked up and saw Zhang Liao coming. They quickly divided into two groups. With a movement of their mental energy, the injuries on their faces instantly dissipated and they returned to their original appearance.

Fazheng acted as if nothing had happened: "Nothing, you just had a hallucination. By the way, has the fire source been placed?"

"Well, it's been done according to your arrangement. Just wait for Guan Yu to arrive." Zhang Liao didn't care about these little fights between Fazheng and Yang Xiu. The war is ahead, and this may be a way for both parties to relieve pressure.

.

After all, this was Yang Xiu's first time on the battlefield, and this strategy was also proposed by Yang Xiu. Fazheng was worried that Yang Xiu would be under too much pressure, so he would make such a slightly excessive joke. This is also a silent understanding between the two parties, who are from the same sect.

The relationship between senior brothers is to love and kill each other.

"Okay, then everything will be based on the situation. Wenyuan, you must remember that no matter how urgent the situation is, you must hold back, otherwise our efforts will be wasted." Fa Zheng warned: "Even if we are about to annihilate our entire army, you will not be able to bear it."

Don't come out."

Zhang Liao's face hardened and he nodded solemnly: "Don't worry."

…

At night, another team shuttled across the land, and the loud shouts of killing rang out again outside Guan Yu's camp.

Guan Yu had already been sitting in the tent waiting. When he heard the shouts outside, he opened his eyes with cold eyes. Then he picked up the Qinglong Yanyue Sword and walked out of the tent door.

The army under Guan Yu was also ready for action. After hearing the shouts, they quickly ran out of the camp and rallied to meet the enemy.

"General Guan, the enemy must be deceitful. You must hold firm tonight no matter what, and must not pursue him!" The moment Guan Yu just walked out of the camp, Liu Ye quickly caught up and warned him.

Guan Yu glanced at Liu Ye coldly: "What Guan did today is entirely his own responsibility, and I don't have to worry about the military advisor!"

After speaking, he smashed the sword on the side with a casual blow: "In tonight's battle, everyone will advance or retreat. Anyone who dares to withdraw without authorization will be killed!"

Guan Yu's tone was firm and he gave Liu Ye a cold look.

Liu Ye's face darkened. Wasn't this statement aimed at him? But looking at his posture, if he really retreated without authorization, Guan Yu might actually be able to kill him in anger.

Seeing that Liu Ye was silent, Guan Yu snorted coldly, ignored Liu Ye and walked straight past him.

With a huge, iconic sword flash, Guan Yu led his troops and charged forward. After shouts of killing, Zhang Liao's army retreated again. Guan Yu completely ignored Liu Ye's dissuasion and pursued him directly.

When Liu Ye saw Guan Yu leaving, he became increasingly uneasy: "The rest of you, follow me to support the general!"
Chapter completed!