Feeling in love, her heart was filled with tenderness, and she naturally put her arms around Feixu. Feixu was stunned for a moment, then froze, and then leaned into Zhang Lang's arms, with a sweet and shy expression on his face.

smile.

There were footsteps at the door. Zhang Lang didn't feel anything, but Feixu was startled, like a frightened rabbit, and hurriedly jumped out of Zhang Lang's arms, saying anxiously: "I, I have something else to do.

Do it!..."

As he said that, he didn't dare to look at Zhang Lang and ran away as if running away.

Zhang Lang chuckled, wondering why this girl suddenly became shy?

Early the next morning, Yuan Shao swore to go out and led an army of 60,000 to leave the Bohai Sea. Yuan Xi accompanied him as a supervisor. However, the two generals Yan Liang, Wen Chou and others did not go out together, and the most elite troops in Yuan Shao's hands also

Stayed.

Yuan Shao's arrangement in this way obviously did not want to give any force the opportunity to plot the Bohai Sea.

On the third day after Yuan Shao's army set off for the expedition, Zhang Lang led his 3,500 men and set off for Chenliu, escorting 500,000 loads of grain and grass and a large amount of ordnance supplies.

In addition to Zhang He, Zhang Lang was accompanied by Zhang He's sister Zhang Yeyu, and a guide sent from Yuan Shao, Li Kan.

This Li Kan was a low-ranking officer, but he was a living map in the army. In ancient times, this kind of guide who was familiar with the terrain was far more useful than a rough map. Therefore, although this Li Kan had a low military rank, he was very important to the entire Yuan Shao army.

His status is not low.

Zhang Lang looked at the shrewd Li Kan who was following him and asked, "Brother Li, how long does it take to get to Chenliu from here?"

Li Kan cupped his fists and said, "As far as I'm concerned, Fourth Young Master, the movement of food and grass supplies is slow. I'm afraid it will take about half a month."

Zhang Lang nodded and saw that Li Kan seemed to be avoiding his gaze. He felt a little strange, but he didn't take it to heart. He raised his head and looked into the distance, thinking about the next war.

Thinking that he was about to meet many famous figures through the ages in this battle, especially Lu Bu, who was known as a ghost and god in later games, Zhang Lang couldn't help but get excited and almost impatient.

Click, click, click...! The sound of rapid horse hooves suddenly came from behind.

Zhang Lang turned around and saw several knights galloping towards him on horseback. After a closer look, he found that those knights were all women disguised as men, and the leader turned out to be the oiran Yueying whom he had met more than half a year ago!

Zhang Lang was greatly surprised, and an indescribable thought came to his mind.

Yueying led a group of subordinates and ran straight to Zhang Lang's side. She slowed down and walked side by side with Zhang Lang. A fragrance belonging to her immediately entered Zhang Lang's nasal cavity, making Zhang Lang's heart beat unsatisfactorily.

For a moment.

Yueying cupped her fists towards Zhang Lang and said, "Fourth Young Master!..."

Zhang Lang's emotions were a bit complicated. He frowned and then felt his emotions change. What was wrong with him? Yueying was not her, so how could he lose control of his emotions?

He smiled mockingly to himself, put the messy thoughts behind his mind, and looked at Yueying. Only then did he realize that Yueying, who was wearing men's clothing, actually had a very attractive charm.

He smiled and asked: "Why did Miss Yueying leave Bohai? The world is in chaos now, and it is really unsafe for a woman like Miss, whom I feel pity for, to wander outside!"

Yueying was stunned for a moment, then murmured: "I feel sorry for you?"

Then he looked at Zhang Lang, his beautiful eyes flashed, and he said with great curiosity: "The two lines of poetry that the Fourth Young Master accidentally recited before can be called famous lines throughout the ages, and now this line 'I see pity' is equally extraordinary!

The Fourth Young Master is obviously talented and elegant, but why do you deliberately hide your strength?"

Zhang Lang was stunned. He really didn't expect that someone would say that he was 'talented and elegant'. He couldn't help but laugh and said: "Miss, that's a compliment! How can these two brushes of mine deserve such praise?"

Looking at Yueying who was looking at her curiously, she felt a little overwhelmed and couldn't help but said angrily: "Go back quickly! Don't let a girl wander around outside when she has nothing to do!"

There was an astonishing look in Yueying's eyes, her red lips opened and closed, and she said softly, "The slave family originally thought that the Fourth Young Master was made of stone, but I didn't expect that he actually cares about the slave family so much!..."

Zhang Lang looked a little unnatural and coughed twice.

At this moment, Zhang Yeyu, who was riding horseback with Zhang He on the other side, finally couldn't help but burst out. He glared at Yueying with her charming eyes and shouted: "You woman, you came here for no reason, what do you want to do?"

Only then did Yueying notice Zhang Yeyu, her eyes showed surprise, and she exclaimed: "What a beautiful little sister!"

He glanced at Zhang Lang again and suddenly showed an expression of sudden realization. He smiled at Zhang Yeyu and said, "So that's what happened?"

Seeing her talking like this, Zhang Yeyu felt ashamed for no reason and glanced at Zhang Lang subconsciously.

Yueying suddenly stopped her seductive smile, looked at Zhang Lang with pleading eyes, and said: "The slave family has to go to Chenliu for something. However, as the Fourth Young Master said, it is not safe for a girl from the slave family to wander on the road, so I want to invite the Fourth Young Master.

take us with you,

I wonder if Fourth Young Master can take pity on the slave family?"

Zhang Lang glanced at Yueying and said with a wry smile: "You have begged me like this, how can I still refuse?"

Yueying's face immediately brightened, and she gave Zhang Lang a blessing on horseback: "Thank you, Fourth Young Master!"

Then he tilted his upper body towards Zhang Lang, his red lips almost touching Zhang Lang's ears.

Zhang Lang felt overwhelmed and wanted to leave a little bit, but at this moment, Yueying's extremely thin voice came: "Fourth Young Master, the slave family has received reliable news that someone is planning to do harm to Fourth Young Master on the road, Fourth Young Master must be careful

ah!"

Zhang Yeyu, who was not far away, suddenly saw the moon shadow almost touching Zhang Lang's body. He was very dissatisfied and stared at her angrily.

Zhang Lang frowned slightly when he heard Yue Ying's words and asked in a low voice: "Who is it?"

Yueying smiled slightly and said charmingly: "The Fourth Young Master is extremely smart, don't you still know who he is?"

At the same time, on the Taihang Mountains north of the Yellow River, a masked man came to the Juyi Hall, the lair of the Black Mountain bandit army.

This Black Mountain bandit army is the remnants of the Yellow Turbans, and is said to have hundreds of thousands of troops. After the Yellow Turban Rebellion ended, these Yellow Turban remnants gathered in the Taihang Mountains to form their own system, and were called the Black Mountain Bandit Army by the outside world.

At this time, the dark-skinned, majestic man sitting on the throne above the Juyi Hall, wearing a horn helmet and with a fierce aura was none other than Zhang Niujiao, one of the leaders of the Black Mountain Army.

The masked man stood at the foot of the hall, clasped his fist towards Zhang Niujiao and said, "Your Majesty, I'm here to send you five hundred thousand dans of grain and grass and countless supplies! I wonder if your Majesty will accept it!"


Chapter completed!