Three Kingdoms: The Guan Family's Rebellious Son, Long Blessing Jing Xiang

Chapter 60 Sun Quan's child, take your life!

No wind, very quiet.

Frost is like a knife, and a knife makes people old.

Under the pitch-black sky, the gates of Hefei City were opened, and eight hundred warriors rushed out of the city like ghosts.

——"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

The sound of drums and horns, and the banner of "Zhang" fluttered in the night wind.

Accompanied by the sound of the horn, the roar of mountains and tsunami erupted from the entrance of the Soochow Army Village.

"--clank…"

"—woohoo!"

The sound of footsteps and the sound of horns are high and low, just like the roar of dragons and tigers!

In an instant, the gate of the Soochow camp was knocked open, and under the cover of night, eight hundred warriors quickly entered the Soochow camp.

"Fuck him! (Fuck him)"

"It's a grand product! (You need to be beaten)"

"Thank you! (I beat you)"

Accompanied by dialects from all over Shanxi.

Countless torches were lit, and the "Zhang" military flag erected high was interspersed in the Soochow military camp, overwhelming the sky for a while!

The ground is shaking...

Soochow's camp is also shaking!
The stars above the head seemed to be shaking!
"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

Some Jiangdong soldiers on the outermost side exclaimed, but their voices stopped abruptly.

Under the moonlight, a terrifying gust of wind howled, and a sharp crescent halberd pierced through their chests!
A trembling feeling surged from the feet, and instantly spread throughout the entire Soochow camp and to the hearts of every Jiangdong soldier. This frightened them all, their legs were weak and their faces were pale...

Who would have thought?Will the defenders of Hefei City come out in a surprise attack?

Jiang Dongbing wanted to ask—are they crazy?
However, the answer is extremely cruel, they are not crazy, but you are going crazy!

And what they didn't expect was that the disciples of Jiangdong fought like a flock of sheep fighting tigers and wolves in a panic.

No one can stop that crescent halberd, that spear and spear!

No one is a match for the enemy army!
Under the leadership of Zhang Liao, the charge of eight hundred warriors trapped in the formation was like that—wolves into sheep!
At this moment, even Qiankun was losing color, as if he was going to set off the entire Soochow camp.

"Mom Tony!"

The knife plunged into the enemy's chest, and with the blood gushing from the enemy's chest, the more fierce "Shanxi dialect" appeared extremely terrifying.

It seems that here, in this land, these Shanxi people are eternally expounding a truth, an irrefutable fact.

That is, as long as they are here, there will be no room for that Jiangdong Biyan'er to make trouble!

——"Shua..."

At this moment, Gan Ning and Ling Tong, whom Sun Quan placed high hopes on.

Their fragile vanguard, which has never formed a joint force, has been broken through, and this is like a thousand-mile dam, completely disintegrating and collapsing from this gap!
Blood filled the battlefield.

General Chen Wu, a veteran of the Sun Ce era, woke up from his sleep.

He had just picked up his weapon, and hadn't had time to put on his armor yet.

The spears of the enemy soldiers wrapped in countless fish-scale armors have already been drawn out.

Before you could react, there were dozens of transparent holes on Chen Wu's body!

Accompanied by the sound of "dongdong", he fell to the ground and died in a daze and horror!

General Xu Sheng's weapon was knocked down by these spears. He Qi, a young general of the Eastern Wu, tried his best to withstand the enemy's spears. Only then did he retrieve Xu Sheng's weapon and at the same time retrieve his last weapon. dignity!

—The smoke billowed.

Under the leadership of Zhang Liao, the 800 people interspersed left and right, and assaulted back and forth.

The people around were getting more and more crowded, but Zhang Liao and the eight hundred warriors marched forward without retreating. They had only one goal, and that was Sun Quan's biyan'er in the big tent of the Chinese army!

In this battle, Zhang Liao wanted to perfectly reproduce Guan Yu's miracle of killing Yan Liang with a white horse from the very beginning.

Fifteen years ago, Zhang Liao, who had just stood up, watched Guan Yu cut off Yan Liang's head with his own eyes in the midst of thousands of troops.

At that time, he was still young, and he was still amazed that the "solitary army going deep" could still play such a "showy" operation!

It has been 15 years, and Zhang Liao is no longer young. During his 15 years of combat career, he tried time and time again Guan Yu's operation of "going straight in and taking the head of the enemy" to cleanse the dirt.

The reason for this is that Zhang Liao has always kept a hot heart!
He wants to take Guan Yunchang's title of number one hero in Shanxi!

——"Bi Yaner, take your life!"

Crescent halberd wielding...

Another blood mist...

At this moment, in front of Zhang Liao was an empty avenue. The generosity and courage of the eight hundred warriors made countless Jiangdong soldiers frightened for a moment.

There are still many pursuers behind...

But they seem to have some kind of tacit understanding with each other, dammit, these people are so capable of fighting... Let's just act casually, don't really lose your life here.

--not worth it!

boom…

The last gate has been overturned, and Sun Quan's big tent of the Chinese army is right in front of him.

At this moment, the eyes of each of the eight hundred warriors glowed green, and victory was just around the corner.

——"Woooooooo!"

The horn was still going on, and the sound of "clank" footsteps came from the horn, and the dust all over the fields instantly enveloped the entire tent of the Chinese army in Soochow.

——"Little Sun Quan, take your life!"

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In Jiangling City, the government of Guan Lin, the "thief Cao official", has taken on a completely new look.

No, to be precise, it's not a new look, but a clean look.

The government case, gavel, and killing stick are gone, and even the "official hat chair" that Guan Lin used to sit on is gone, as if it was stolen by a thief.

I have to say that gambling is addictive, not only addictive, but also addictive!
There was no place to sit, so Guan Lin stood. There was no court, and he couldn't hear the case, so he fiddled with papermaking.

Of course, Cai Lun and Zuobo made paper for the spread of culture, for the sake of future generations, but Guan Lin made paper, ahem... just for the promise he made to the third sister.

The promise of "anti-leakage"!

Therefore, Guan Lin is not making paper, but is making the kind of paper with strong "absorptiveness", but it can't prevent "side leakage" at all if it is weak!
Although the process was very difficult and hard, but... Guan Lin thought, this one sister is still a "dominant" sister, as a younger brother, shouldn't he have some snacks?
It's just that Guan Lin is very poor now, and there must be no conditions for large-scale manufacturing.

Simply buy a few materials and polish some tools by yourself. Anyway, after Cai Lun in the Eastern Han Dynasty, the principle of papermaking is the same, frustrating, smashing, frying, baking...

Step-by-step, process-based, without too much technical content.

What Guan Lin needs to do is to improve slightly.

For example, after countless attempts, Guan Lin found an optimal solution, that is... use a soft cloth to wrap clean cotton fibers and absorbent pulp to make long strips of cotton pads.

In fact, this is the practice of the Tang Dynasty, and the effect of "Sophie" and "Seven-dimensional Space" in later generations is not the same.

However, if it is just comfort and side leakage prevention, it should be almost the same.

I don't know how many days have passed. In short, Guan Lin forgot to sleep and eat. These days, he has been eating and lodging in the court... Finally it was done.

Filled with anticipation, he stuffed it into a package, ready to go back home, and deliver it to his third sister Guan Yinping early in the morning.

Guan Lin was still thinking, the third sister's wave should not have passed yet, right?

Just to try the effect.

Just at this time, outside the door of the thief Cao's mansion, the servants on duty at night were discussing.

"It is said that the Jiangdong Army arrived in Hefei today..."

"Speaking of which, I also bet a hundred copper coins, betting on Jiangdong to win!"

"Haha, I bet eighty! On the contrary, we, Cao Cao, sold the court, and bet tens of thousands of dollars on Cao Jun's victory. It's just like giving money to the Mi family's gambling house!"

Hearing this, Guan Lin paused, and did not step forward to interrupt them.

It was the reminders from the yamen servants that made him point his fingers and count the time.

Hey, it's not a big deal, it took three full days to make this "long strip of cotton pad", and Sun Quan had already arrived at the city of Hefei, so...

Guan Lin subconsciously tucked his chin in his mouth. While "babbling" his lips moved down, his eyes looked at the cotton pad in the package, and he murmured:

——"Then... tonight, besides my third sister, Sun Shiwan will also have to bleed severely!"

——"Speaking of which, my third sister had bloodletting and my caring brother sent a cotton pad, let her put it on, but Sun Shiwan had bloodletting, who will send him a cotton pad?"

Speaking of this, Guan Lin tapped his forehead lightly.

Still this problem.

Who will give Sun Quan a cushion?

——"Wu Guotai? 』

——"Or a foot trainer? 』

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(End of this chapter)