She looked at the big banner with the word "Zhang" and was very dishonest.

"Godmother..." Su Mei rode the little wolf cub and persuaded, "The prospective godmother said that if Liu Bei withdraws his troops, he must not pursue him..."

"But this is the best moment to eat Liu Bei's main force..." Lin Yueru clenched her fists, which was so hungry and thirsty. "If she ate this wave of soldiers, Liu Bei would never dare to invade Western Shu again within a few months. If we want, we can fight back and seize Yong'an."

Darba stepped forward and said, "Then let's fight happily. Let's see if Zhang Fei's spear is sharp or my armor is firm!"

Darba is in the play.

The opinions in the military are divided into two factions and are eager to try.

Yueru thought about it and took out a cute pink tip from her arms-

"If you are hungry and thirsty and can't help but pursue, please be sure not to let the sergeant wear rattan armor."

"Darba!" King Zhurong shouted, "Removed his armor and chased him!"

"Ah?" Darba was puzzled.

"What the military advisor said is not that much nonsense."

"Okay, Master's wife."

"It's not the master's wife, it's the queen."

The Southern Barbarian stronghold army had obvious maneuver advantage. In one hour, it had already caught up with Zhang Fei and Pang Tong's troops.

There is no need to say much about the appearance of Zhang Fei and Pang Tong, a black man and a vulgar booger.

The two turned their horses and confronted the barbarians, looking directly at King Zhurong.

"This girl is so fucking strong." Zhang Fei shouted at the opposite side with a snake spear, "Miss Zhurong, you know that the third master has a few concubines in my army, so he came to join us. The third master was very happy! Hahaha!"

"It's not a girl, it's a queen." King Zhurong said angrily, waving the sweeping black demon sword, "A man, seeing my army is already scared, and he has the face of rudeness."

"Take a fool!" Mr. Zhang San was also a person who couldn't help but be excited, and immediately said angrily, "The Prime Minister wants me to withdraw my troops. I have a way to do it!"

Seeing Zhang Fei so easily, Yue Ru was angry and immediately continued to stimulate: "Grand Prime Minister, and not Prime Minister. It seems that your elder brother still attaches great importance to Old Zhuge."

When Zhang Fei heard this, his expression suddenly stabilized.

"Hey, sister Zhurong. She is so straightforward to provoke my relationship with my elder brother. Do you think I am a melon baby?"

Yue Ru also smiled and reached out to gesture a short piece: "I dare not, you are still a little smarter than Guawazi."

"Hmph." Zhang Fei calmed down strangely and asked Pang Tong, "Second Military Advisor, what do you say?"

"It's not the Second Military Advisor, it's Feng Chu."

"Okay, military advisor, will we fight?"

Pang Tong glanced at the southern barbarian army with his nose: "It's not easy to fight. They actually unloaded their vine armor so smartly, and there must be masters in the army."

"I didn't ask if you're good at hitting, I asked if you're good at hitting!"

"The barbarian's legs are fast, and they will hit him even if they don't fight." Pang Tong smiled sinisterly, "General Zhang, please encourage the soldiers. I want to compete with the barbarian's adviser!"

"It's just a fight. Why are you a dick so much nonsense?" Mr. Zhang San muttered and went to sort out the formation.

"It's not the second brother, it's Feng Chu..."

When King Zhurong saw that the other party started to set up the formation, he took out the second treasure bag calmly.

"If the other party wants to fight, you will retreat. If the other party wants to fight, you will fight."

"Oh?" Lin Yueru was stunned, then felt relieved, laughed three times, and turned the wolf's head.

"withdraw!"

Although the generals were puzzled, they thought that the king and the military advisor must have a clever plan, so they reorganized their formation and retreated.

"Damn it." Zhang Fei couldn't help but curse, "I'm afraid that I'll say it long ago, I'm going to have trouble setting up a formation."

Pang Tong frowned: "No, this Zhurong King has a low IQ."

After the two complained, they reorganized into a marching force and retreated to Yong'an.

As soon as I walked a few steps, I suddenly heard a shout from behind, and the Southern Barbarian army forced me up again.

Mr. Zhang San was too lazy to scold him, so he stopped the army in a hurry and confronted him.

The formation was just set up, but the Southern Barbarian army retreated again...

Every hour, this kind of thing has to be repeated four or five times.

This place is only three days away from Yong'an. If you are dragged like this, you may not be able to arrive for a week.

Zhang Fei had greeted Zhurong's ancestors all over the eighteen generations, but King Zhurong was very tolerant and scolded the Fire God but not the Old Lin family... She just didn't fight and used the maneuvering advantage of the Southern Barbarians to play with the enemy.

It took more than a day.

Mr. Zhang finally got tired of scolding and asked Pang Tong for the 13th time.

"Second Military Advisor, what does this mean?"

"It's not the second military advisor, it's Feng Chu." Pang Tong snorted, "They want to incite our army to attack, let the high-mobile troops be disconnected from the spearmen and the main force of the Crusaders, and they can be divided and annihilated. As long as we retreat steadily, we will not be afraid of them. King Zhurong knew that he was defeated by General Zhang, so he definitely did not dare to start a war head-on."

"It's so exciting." Zhang Fei was so teased that he couldn't bear the thirst. At this time, he was so angry that he laughed, "As the military advisor said, the barbarians are no longer the past!"

"I didn't say it."

"It's not your second son, you are the great military advisor, Prime Minister Zhuge."

"I'm not the second son, I'm Feng Chu."

That's it, another day.

After 24 times of war, even Pang Tong couldn't stand it anymore.

"This woman is too energetic." Military Advisor Pang Er wiped his sweat and cursed in his throat, "Isn't this sick? If we don't get caught, they should withdraw. Are you still addicted to playing?"

"Hehehehehehehehe..." Zhang Fei was already in a desperate situation and his whole body was broken. "Second son, are you a military advisor? You don't have any plans?"

"The army is here to speed, any strategy is useless! Let me say it again, I am not the second son, but Feng Chu!"

At this time, a white dove flew in the air, and Pang Tong knew that it was the Prime Minister's letter.

"I'm not at ease with this old Zhuge." Pang Tian complained while pulling off the sticky note from the pigeon's legs.

There are only four big words on the note-

"Broken arm to survive."

Pang Tong was stunned and fell into deep thought.

After a while, a chill broke through his back, and he felt that the four big words were bloody.

Pang Tong asked in a slight manner: "When was the last battle?"

"It's been two hours." Zhang Fei cursed. "It must be because this woman is tired and withdrawing her troops."

"No!" Pang Tong howled, feeling very familiar to the place, "General Zhang, where is this?"

"Second son, are you stupid?" Zhang Fei patted his second son's head, "This is not Luo Fenglin, this general is not going to die. Luo Fenglin is in front and hasn't arrived yet. Besides, we don't have to pass through Luo Fenglin, we just pass by."

Pang Tong was stunned for a few more seconds, staring at the fork in the distance. Suddenly, he trembled all over and shouted: "Retreat! Retreat quickly!!!"

"Second son!" Zhang Fei slapped Pang Tong's mouth, "You are so stupid, why don't we keep retreating?"

"It's not like this. You can retreat as much as you can, and retreat at full speed!"

Zhang Fei said angrily: "Then hell won't give Zhu Rong a chance. The barbarian soldiers will destroy the broken-legged shooter and the spearman."

"Then we should also withdraw..." Pang Tong stared at his eyes, sweating all over, "Otherwise... we can't go back, and neither of us can go back..."

As he was talking, there was a long-lost shout coming from behind.

Mr. Zhang San no longer paid attention to Pang Tong and skillfully arranged the lineup here.

After the cooking was done, Mr. Zhang squinted his eyes and looked at the opposite side, suspected that he was dazzled and rubbed it again.

"Who are you? Isn't this a barbarian?" Zhang Fei asked the general opposite.

The three generals on the opposite side, headed by a middle-aged man with a mature look, a stunning woman full of exotic style on the left, and a heroic boy with a heroic figure on the right.

Looking at the three generals, there are all high-motor-powered troops composed of angels, knights and griffins.

"Deng Ai, Jiangzhou, comes to fight against the thief under the order of the lord Zhurong!!"

"Who am I? Deng Ai is just an old man." Zhang Fei pulled out his snake spear and roared. "Damn, I finally can do it."

Just as the war began, an abnormal movement came from behind him again.

"Damn it, call me a hairy!!!" Zhang Fei thought his subordinates were sturdy, and he turned around and was about to curse, but he saw the familiar banner.

The elite strongholds are all in the middle of the retreat.

This time, my eyes were full of fighting spirit. It was winter, and the anger that the Behemoth and the hungry wolves exhaled was very intimidating.

Zhang Fei looked back and forth several times: "I'm so angry? Why are you all the people of the barbarians when you come and go?"

Pang Tong trembled and raised his arm and pointed at the forest not far away: "That is Luofenglin, I walked past, the path... is silent..."

Zhang Fei was stunned and finally figured it out: "I did it, I said where the woman was going. It turned out to be a small way to block my grandpa's retreat!"
To be continued...