After they received Zhang Ren's instructions, they rushed forward in a frustration. Then before they could fight, some soldiers shouted: "Zhurong is amazing, even the Grand Sima is not his opponent. Why should we die here? Run away."

"Run."

After saying that, Zhang Ren's troops immediately fell down and scattered, threw away his armor, and even lost his horses, and went to the deep mountains and forests on both sides of the road.

One matches and the other is smooth, and I wish my parents had two more legs.

Zhang Ren himself was helpless and then furious: "Raising troops for a thousand days, what's the use of you, you bunch of waste, what's the use of me to support you?"

Immediately, Zhang Ren did not dare to fight Zhurong, so he only barely led more than a thousand people and took a small path away.

Zhu Rong no longer knew what to say. She turned to the Han deputy general and said, "It is rumored that Zhang Ren's soldiers are brave and good at fighting. When I saw them today, they were actually a native chicken and tile dog, vulnerable, vulnerable."

"The Han people have a saying, "It is said that Zhang Ren and Zhang Xiu are just like this. The Han court has become weak and weak."

The Han deputy general shook his head. Although he was a little confused, he was still excited and mostly happy.

Zhu Rong glanced at the armor, weapons, and horses discarded by the Han army, and felt envious, especially those tall war horses. The south was so rare that it was powerful.

"You will collect these supplies here for 2,000 people. I will lead most of the troops to chase Zhang Ren. Kill Zhang Ren first, and then kill Zhang Xiu." Zhu Rong didn't think much about it. After giving the order, he drove the short mountain horse under him, walked the path with a big gun, and chased Zhang Ren.

The Han deputy general didn't think much, nodded and said, and began to pack up the materials discarded by the Han army. He was still thinking happily.

"I can't enjoy so many good things, I can take the opportunity to embezzle a few things."

.........

About twenty miles north, there was a valley. Zhang Xiu's army stayed here for a while, and the soldiers were scattered all over the valley to rest.

There is a general responsible for defense and guarding.

In a simple [enclosure] surrounded by cloth, Zhang Xiu sat on a wooden bench facing north and south. He originally wanted to make an ambush in person and capture Zhurong alive, but was stopped by everyone.

This is the same as going out to fight Zhu Rong alone, and the same as fighting ambush. This great sage is likely to get ahead of him when he is shot by a cold arrow, and the whole army will be defeated.

In this battle, Zhang Xiu was very relaxed and shook his right leg easily. He couldn't help but say to Dian Wei again: "Brother, you have already sent an order. You are not allowed to kill Zhurong, you must capture him alive."

"The order has been sent." Dian Wei responded, and with his calmness, he couldn't help but complain: "And, you have asked three times. Ming Gong."

Zhang Xiu looked indifferent, but instead laughed: "Zhurong is so beautiful, and he is indeed brave and good at fighting. This is the first time I have met such a girl, and I can't help but salivate."

In fact, he had met many tough girls before, but he was the first to be as good as Zhu Rong.

Before the momentum was formed, although Zhang Xiu was lustful, he was not as good as this. Now the power has been established. The territory of the seven heroes of the Warring States Period and the powerful Qin Dynasty was under control, and it was even better than three points.

Now he is already a Marquis of Liang, and it is nothing to call him King of Liang.

Gradually let yourself go.

What's wrong with lust? Lust is an advantage. How can a man be motivated if he is not lustful?

If this country and land are less beautiful.

Is that still called the beauty of the country?

Except for Zheng Du, who had just joined for a while, Sima Yi was a little uncomfortable with Zhang Xiu's lust.
Chapter completed!