"Brother! Zhao Yifan is here" the man walked up to report
"Mr. Zhao, have you heard..." The man called eldest brother looked anxious.
Zhao Yifan nodded, still smiling, "I heard what He Xian said just now. General, there is no need to worry. Since the Grain and Grass Camp has been lost, just send people to other camps to strictly defend it."
"Fart!" At this time, an older man came out and said angrily: "Ping'er, I have already said that this person is not trustworthy. He is not even willing to tell us his real name. His name is Lao Shizi Zhao Yifan. There is no such thing.
A little sincerity!”
Zhang Ping wondered: "Uncle... don't talk about Mr. Zhao like that."
Zhao Yifan smiled slightly and said: "Uncle Zhang is right. However, Uncle Zhang, it doesn't matter whether your name is true or false. What matters is what I have done for you. May I ask my uncle, have you ever done anything to harm the rebels?"
He Xian stood up and said: "Uncle, I can prove that Mr. Zhao is devoted to our brothers. If it were not for Mr. Zhao, we would probably have to stay in Wufeng Mountain and be bandits for the rest of our lives!!"
Zhang Ping nodded and said: "Yes, Mr. Zhao's loyalty is remarkable. My uncle really misunderstood him."
Zhang Yong snorted coldly, "What should we do? According to his opinion, the food and grass were not taken away in vain? Our people died in vain?! If we don't do something at this time, how will our brothers give it to us in the future?"
Desperately?!"
Zhang Ping nodded and looked at Zhao Yifan, "Mr. Zhao, what my uncle said is not unreasonable. If we do nothing, won't we increase the ambition of others and destroy our own prestige?"
"General, the art of war says that arrogant soldiers will be defeated." Zhao Yifan chuckled, "Dugu Che won a great victory at the border, and his morale was high. Now that he has won the first battle, he will definitely get carried away. We just need to defend tightly and wait for him to reveal his flaws and kill him in one fell swoop.
Break!"
He Xian quickly agreed, "Brother, what Zhao Yifan said is correct. Let's wait first!"
Zhang Ping thought for a moment, nodded and said: "Then wait."
…
"Miss...how are you doing? Can you?" At this moment, in Zhao Yifan's big tent, Cui Oriole was squatting under the window. Su Qingyi stepped on her shoulders and looked out of the window to see the situation outside.
"No." Su Qingyi jumped down and rubbed Cui Oriole's shoulders, "There is a circle of people outside, and you can't get out at all."