Although there are no particularly outstanding talents in Nanzhong, they still know how to fight. Their troops gathered in Zhuti City to guard the Minjiang River.

Moreover, in order to unify the order, they elected Meng Yuan of the Meng family as the leader, claiming to be the King of Southern.

Zhuti City is not big and cannot accommodate so many people. The Southern Barbarians have nearly 100,000 soldiers and horses, half in the city and half outside the city.

For various reasons, some of these people are still elite, while others are in a storm.

Hearing that his good friend Chen Yao led elite tribes to help, Meng Yuan took his eldest son Meng Huo out of Zhuti City to greet him.

Inside the long pavilion.

Meng Yuan has a dark skin and a tall figure. However, he dresses in a Han Chinese and has a gentle aura. He looks like he is just a little darker and a little stronger Han literati.

Meng Huo is different. He has a strong figure, wide face and wide nose, and his eyes are very fierce, like a beast. The personality and temper of the father and son are very different.

However, Meng Yuan was not dissatisfied with his eldest son. He was brave and good at fighting in the southern middle place and was very fed. His son would definitely be a hero in the future.

"Men's surname is also a major surname in the South Central. I am called brothers with me. We are natural allies with me. If you can marry me Zhurong, our alliance will be more stable. Now the Han people are in chaos. As long as you are strong enough, you can seize the land of the South Central Central and become a real king of the South."

Meng Yuan whispered to Meng Huodao.

Although he is also a king of southern China, he was elected and not punched with his fists, so real money and silver.

"I understand. Father, you have said it many times." Meng Huo was a little impatient and held the hilt of the knife from time to time. He didn't want to cut off his father, but at this time, he was practicing martial arts.

"Here you come." Meng Yuan suddenly felt energetic and stood up and looked to the south. He saw a team of people coming from the south. Although the queue was messy, they were all very strong. There was a team of cavalry riding small mountain horses from the south.

These horses cross mountains and ridges like walking on flat ground, but they are not as good as northern horses when charging forward.

"Hahaha, brother." Chen Yao also saw Meng Yuan, and quickly turned over and got off the horse and rushed up. Chen Zhurong threw the big gun in his hand to the female soldier next to him, jumped down, and his movements were very agile and smooth. Then he looked at Meng Yuan and Meng Huo carelessly.

Meng Yuan and Chenyao reminisce about the past. Meng Huo stared at Zhurong with his eyes lit up. This woman is so imposing and is the type I like.

Meng Yuan and Chen Yao were called brothers, but they hadn't seen each other for a long time. Meng Huo and Zhu Rong met when they were young, but never saw each other when they grew up.

Meng Huo didn't expect Zhurong to be so beautiful.

After the two brothers reminiscing about the past, they introduced their children.

Meng Huo stepped forward frankly and said to Chen Yao: "Uncle. I like Zhurong, and I would like to marry Zhurong with thirty cows as a betrothal gift."

People in Nanzhong also mainly plow the fields, and cattle are an important tool for production. Thirty cows are a very high betrothal gift.

Chen Yao also liked Meng Huo very much and was about to nod and agreed.

Chen Zhurong glanced at Meng Huo and said, "I want to find a man stronger than me, can you?"

"I haven't lost a fight." Meng Huo raised his head and said confidently.

Zhurong, the minister, was about to gesture with this man, but a fast horse ran from Zhuti City in the north. The knight on the horse was a Han man, and he turned over and dismounted to salute Meng Yuan and said, "The king, the Han army's large group has reached the other side."

Before this, the Han army vanguard Zhang Ren arrived first and set up a camp. Zhang Xiu led a large group of troops later.

"Yeah." Meng Yuan nodded and nodded. Zhu Rong's eyes lit up and he looked up and said to Meng Huo: "It's not interesting to compete. This time, the Han Dynasty's Grand Sima rushed south, and we southerners fought against him. We will distinguish between male and female based on military merits."

"Father. Daughter is willing to lead a thousand troops to cross the river to challenge the Han army." Zhu Rong was very high-profile and raised his head and said to Chen Yao.

"This!!!" Chen Yao hesitated and glanced at Meng Yuan.

Meng Yuan understood Chen Yao's meaning and said with a smile: "Why is Zhang Xiu also a Han Dynasty Grand Sima? He will not send a large army to deal with the people we invited to fight. His niece will not be beaten up by a group across the river."

"Then please give the order to the king." Chen Yao nodded and said respectfully and politely.

"Okay. I ordered my niece to lead a thousand elite soldiers to cross the river to challenge Zhang Xiu."

Meng Yuan was not a vain and ordered.

"No." Zhu Rong responded to No, turned his head and looked at Meng Huo provocatively. Then everyone arrived at Zhuti City first.

Immediately, Zhu Rong rode a mountain horse, picked up a big gun, took a ferry to lead a thousand soldiers across the river, and came to the front of the Han army camp.

"I am Zhu Rong, the number one warrior in Nanzhong. Do you Han people dare to fight with me?" Zhu Rong was very high-profile and said with a big gun.

At this moment, Meng Yuan, Chen Yao, Gao Ding, Zhu Bao, Yong Kai and other Nanzhong bosses were all on the other side of the Minjiang River.

The wind in the river is not strong today, but Zhurong's lungs are very strong, and he can hear it with a loud voice on the other side.

"I have heard of Zhu Rong's name for a long time. When I see him today, it is indeed worthy of his reputation." Zhu Bao's eyes lit up and he sighed.

He was the governor of the county magistrate of the Guanyu County, a Han man of some southern barbarian blood. He was strong and stood in armor, but he was not known for his martial arts.

"What Zhu Prefect Zhu said." King Yi Gaoding nodded in agreement.

Chen Yao was very happy to hear these big shots praising their daughters. Meng Huo narrowed his eyes and was even more eager to put Zhurong in his room.

Let’s not talk about Zhurong for now. Meng Yuan asked someone to bring some stools and everyone sat down together. Meng Yuan said in a deep voice: “According to the spies, those who came from the north in Zhang Xiu’s army were indeed unacceptable to the local conditions. Many people vomited and had diarrhea and were weak and weak. He did not return to the north immediately, but was entangled with us here. I think he was not far from failure.”

"Yes." Everyone nodded in one go, and a look of pleasure appeared on their faces.

"Hmph. I captured Liu Yan alive and helped him get rid of his serious troubles. But he led his troops to deal with us. This time, let him see how powerful our men in Nanzhong are. Maybe we still have a chance to take advantage of the opportunity to kill Bashu and go to the flower world of Chengdu to sit."

Gao Ding snorted coldly, with a little expectation in her anger.

He has been to Chengdu several times and has a deep memory of the prosperity there.

"What I said is, go to Chengdu."

The big guys and generals here are all ready to go and are very excited.

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Inside the Han army camp.

Many soldiers, including Zhang Xiu's personal soldiers, had pale faces, weak feet, and were shaking as if they were drunk.

The physical illness of the soldiers brought about weakness in morale.

Zhang Xiu's army gave generous rewards, had excellent food, and the generals led troops very well. The army was not only brave and good at fighting, but also had high morale.

This is the first time this situation.

Zhang Xiu passed these soldiers and rode his horse into the central army's tent and sat down. His expression was not very good. Although he had known for a long time that the biggest problem in the southern central area was not fighting, but the climatic conditions here, he did not expect that the elite soldiers leaped across the north would become like this.

"Brother, go and investigate again, the soldiers of each army are sick." Zhang Xiu came to the throne and sat down, and said Dian Wei, who was waiting outside the account.

"No." Dian Wei Yingnuo said, and sent someone down to pass the order.

This matter takes time to investigate. Zhang Xiu did not sit still and asked Ma Dai to open the bookcase he brought with him and take out Han Feizi to watch.

After reading the book for a while, Zhang Xiu felt a little painful in his stomach. His face couldn't help but look ugly, and then he hurriedly turned to the inner tent and sat down on the toilet.

After pulling it up, Zhang Xiu was a little dehydrated. He asked Ma Dai to boil water, add a little salt, and brown sugar to replenish the electrolyte.

After a while of tossing, Zhang Xiu was a little dizzy and his face became even more ugly.

He knew that Nanzhong had a lot of diseases, namely bacteria. Along the way, he ordered his soldiers to find good water sources and boil water to drink.

If you go to the toilet, clean it up at any time and keep it dry.

But it was still hit.

With his strong body, he couldn't stand it if he pulled it a few more times, let alone an ordinary soldier? It would be strange if he had combat power.

When Zhang Xiu recovered, Dian Wei walked in from outside. He reported with a serious and solemn expression: "Ming Gong, 30% of the soldiers in the north are sick, and half of the people in Bashu are sick."

Zhang Xiu closed his eyes weakly. Even the people in Bashu were half sick, let alone the people in the north?

But those who are not sick should be adapting.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Xiu said to Dian Wei in a deep voice: "Order the generals of each army to select the sick soldiers and transport them to the nearby city to settle in the city with carriages. The remaining strength will be reorganized."

A large number of soldiers leave will cause chaos in the organization and affect the combat effectiveness of soldiers.

In this situation, it is useless for most people to be a member of the crowd. It is necessary to separate the sick soldiers from the strong soldiers.

Just when Zhang Xiu was having a headache, a personal soldier hurried in and reported: "Mr. Ming Gong. General Zhang came to report, and Zhu Rong came to challenge him again."

"General Zhang heard that although this person is a girl, he has the courage to be inappropriate."

Zhang Xiu understood that of course this was not Zhang Ren's fear. Zhang Ren was a surrendered general, with an awkward identity and did not dare to go to fight without reporting.

Zhang Xiu is quite interested in Zhurong.

Lust is his disease and cannot be cured.

But the current situation has greatly reduced his interest. After thinking for a while, Zhang Xiu said: "Strictly order all troops to fight."

"No." The personal soldiers agreed to the promise and immediately went down to pass the order.

Dian Wei clasped his fists at Zhang Xiu and went down to do things.

"Now my problem is not the general's problem, but the soldiers' problem. Killing or capturing Zhurong alive has no meaning to the overall situation."

Zhang Xiu shook his head gently, picked up the book on the table again, and started watching it.

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At the gate of Zhang Xiu's south camp, Zhang Ren stood with his sword. He looked up at the thousand people in Zhurong ahead, and his heart was ready to move.

"Dadada." A sound of horse hooves sounded rapidly. The knight immediately turned over and dismounted, hurried to the camp gate, bent down to salute Zhang Ren and said, "General. Ming Gong has an order that the entire army is not allowed to fight."

Zhang Ren was a little confused. Zhu Rong had only one thousand people on the other side. He was either sent to fight the generals or selected one thousand elite soldiers to fight. The chances of victory were very high. Why did the Grand Sima remain unmoved?

Although Zhang Ren had doubts, he was very obedient.
To be continued...