The mountains wind northward, and the green mountains stretch to the north. Juyang City, Shanggu County, is located at the end of the Taihang Mountains. The terrain is towering and surrounded by flat grasslands. Occasionally, there are several hills that stand sparsely in different directions. Compared with the previous year, Shanggu County is even richer. There are workshops and pastures for several miles outside the city. Caravans and vendors gather to fill the place with many lively scenery.

Leaving this lively place, the flat fields in the southeast and northeast directions became increasingly sparsely populated. Only occasionally would one or two caravans pass by here and hear the sound of war horses galloping. Someone leaned his head and looked around. He was soon slapped by the old man in the caravan and scolded: "You are the ones you see? You are not on the way!" In the distance, the horse's hooves stomped on the ground and lifted the mud. Several cavalry riding war horses ran back and forth on several official roads and returned to the military camp.

"The horse's hooves are indeed good. The horse is not afraid of losing its hooves when it runs." The cavalry jumped off the horse's back and reported to the recorder who came over. Then he gathered and sorted out with several other record officials, and handed them to the military's tent together. However, the chief general was not in the tent at this time.

The huge white wolf flag was waving in the wind, and the crowd gathered on the school grounds, and a large number of brand new armor was sent to the soldiers. Someone touched it and found that it was built-in wool, and even the leather boots on horseback were plush.

"I won't be afraid of the cold in winter..." Someone turned over his collar and shouted happily. The companion next to him nodded and looked at the other party: "I heard that there will be something on my hands that I'll put down soon."

"Your news is outdated. I just heard from General Tian that he will also wear warm clothes for the war horses next month." A voice came from behind. A soldier hugged his newly-designed leather armor and boots, and his face wrinkled: "I heard that only our White Wolf Riders will install it first..."

The soldiers talked about intermittent words and walked to the newly built house. The edge of the huge schoolyard. Gongsun Zhi saw the white cloud floating in the sky and spoke to the two people following behind him: "A few days ago, Gao Sheng wrote a letter from Dingran and asked me to take the position of prefect and want to come back to lead the troops. It is indeed a bit difficult for a guy like him to sit in that position, but now we have several counties to guard, but not many people can use it. I originally wanted Guan Ning and Bing Yuan to do these two positions first, but the two were stubborn and wanted to educate the Xianbei and the Xiongnu."

Although the words were relaxed, Gongsun Zhi's change in recent years, every conversation made the atmosphere serious. From the hysterical bloodthirsty at the beginning to the wolf king with a calm temperament, the atmosphere would be driven in every move. Zhao Yun, Li Ru and others behind them also followed suit.

"Only by waiting, when the group of scholars on the grassland come back next year, can we alleviate the current dilemma. The first thing we do is to throw all those who have a relationship with aristocratic family or have no talent. These are useless, and they are all picky and picky. My meal is not that delicious."

Gongsun Zhi turned around and called Zhao Yun behind him and asked him to walk side by side.

"It's autumn now. In a short time, the battle in Liaodong will start. Zilong knows why this battle is going to be fought?" Zhao Yun mentioned in his mouth raised his hand in silence, swept over the soldiers on the school field, and nodded, "The military advisor has said that in the winter, the Wuhuan has no combat power, so he will waste their time first."

Gongsun Zhi, who was walking beside him, smiled and patted his shoulder hard: "This is just the target now." He raised two fingers: "There are two points. First, take down the trend of Liaodong from north to south, forming a north-south encirclement against Yuan Shao..." After pausing, the remaining finger swept across the soldiers coming and going on the school ground. "They are the second. Although some of them have participated in the army encircling and suppressing the Qin Dynasty, they are just cleaning the battlefield after all. Without the fight between life and death, it is difficult to produce good soldiers. This time, we will first suppress the Xianbei, and the people of the Wuhuan tribe will see blood, and then fight with their army. Remember that my Gongsun Zhi's subordinates cannot be kind to the enemy."

"Yes." Zhao Yun responded in a low voice.

While speaking, everyone walked to the schoolyard and went to the Central Army's tent. Gongsun Zhi's voice continued: "Outside, I will give you new things first this time, horseshoes, wooden stirrups, velvet armor, hairy boots, and even things called gloves. With these in my arms, I must give me Gongsun Zhi a face when I get there."

While talking, the group was about to reach the tent. At the gate in front of him, a figure riding a horse galloped through the level, waving his arms to let the intercepted soldiers go apart, making a roar, and the movement came here. Gongsun Zhi raised his gaze and saw the big-shouldered and round body rolling down from the horse's back, and then he fell while running, rolling and crawling.

"Chief...Chief..." he shouted loudly.

Not only Gongsun Zhi, Zhao Yun, Li Ru and others frowned when they saw him wearing mourning clothes, but they couldn't help but frown, "Who is dead?"

In the military camp, many soldiers looked over. The figure of the following year was full of tears and dripped onto their beards. He walked to Gongsun Zhi. When he heard the inquiry, the grief in his heart surged up. He slowly knelt on the ground, opened his mouth slightly, and smashed his fists to the ground with a low crying voice, "Yes...yes...yes...yes, Ziyou, Ziyou is dead."

The voice came, and Dongfang Sheng lowered his head.

"Chief... Zixie is dead, he is dead, dead in the hands of Zhang Xiu, Wancheng!" Pan Feng cried, punching the ground one by one, his eyes were red, and tears flowed out. He crawled over and hugged Gongsun Zhi's legs, his head tightly: "Chief, you must avenge Zixie, you must avenge him."

He once went on an expedition to King Gongsun of Liaodong with Cao Ang. Although there was a mistake in the middle, the two of them struggled to guard Pinggang Mountain for several days and were almost wiped out. The friendship between them was naturally closer than others. Originally, Cao Ang left and returned to Yanzhou, although he was reluctant to leave, he still felt that returning home was better than suffering in the north. However, today, when he heard the news of Cao Ang's death, the friendship of the past burst out in his heart.

The brilliant sky light gradually became cloudy. At this moment, in addition to Pan Feng, Dian Wei also chewed his teeth and his eyes were red.

"He's still dead..."

In front of the big tent, Gongsun Zhi closed his eyes and listened to the man's crying and sighed. He thought he had reminded him that he hoped to avoid the tragedy, but unfortunately he died in the destined place in the end. He raised his footsteps and turned around and walked into the handsome tent. Everyone was surprised by such news, and then walked into the tent and sat down.

“When did something happen?”

“Mid September.”

Behind the long case, Gongsun Zhi glanced at the sour scholar in the seat, let go of his clenched fists, and spoke expressionlessly: "Tell what you hear to those present. Even if you want to take revenge, everyone must know how the matter happened."

Pan Feng wiped his tears and saluted, talking about the whole story of the Battle of Wancheng on his seat. Of course, after rumor and exaggerated in the middle, things became simple and clear after selectively eliminating them.

"This Cao Cao fell in love with his widowed aunt, so he killed Zi Xiu."

"Even if you win a game of chess, you're extremely terrible..."

The middle-aged scholar who had been silent and still had not spoken openly at this time when the generals in the tent whispered to each other and whispered. At this time, he opened his eyes and looked at the first Gongsun Zhi, "Lord, there is a big problem with this matter."

"Hmm?" Gongsun Zhi looked at Li Ru.

"The lord also knows that Ru was originally the Western Liang Army. He has met Zhang Ji, his nephew, and he knows that he is a human being. He can't do this." Li Ru knocked his fingers on several cases, and his voice fell affirmatively.
Chapter completed!