Chapter 228 Partner
In the morning, the sun slowly rises.

A ray of golden light broke through the silence and darkness of the room, casting a narrow strip of light.

The cold wind after the rain in the North opened the curtain hanging on the camp door through the small gap specially left for ventilation, and swept away the heat inside the tent.

Zhang He was lying on the short and narrow camp bed. He opened his eyes and looked at the light shining in. He had not yet woken up from a night of slumber.

A low-key dinner was held in the army last night to welcome him and help him get out of an embarrassing situation.

Quickly get acquainted with Zhao Yun and other generals and break the barriers.

Although Mrs. Gongsun left, she stayed with Liu Hui as her companion. After a while, she also sent two carts of slaughtered and roasted pigs and sheep, and several altars of good cheese.

It can be regarded as a face-saving gesture to show that you take it seriously.

After drinking a few drinks, he returned to camp and fell into a restless sleep.

I had many dreams and woke up many times.

He dreamed that he was fighting a Yellow Turban thief and had just beheaded a person, adding to his list of achievements, but he was stabbed in the back again.

When he looked back, he saw his own general and subordinate who had died in battle.

They are asking why they are not taken home.

He opened his mouth to explain, but didn't know where to start.

One of them, who had been fighting with him for a long time, had a huge gash in his waist and abdomen.

The young man who was killed by Zhao Yun's sharp knife was holding a handful of organs in his hand, pleading, and opening and closing his mouth to say something.

He was about to explain, but all the people in front of him disappeared.

After that, I had several more dreams about fighting in various battlefields. Sometimes I won, sometimes I lost.

Sometimes it's a nightmare, sometimes it's a joy.

He was standing in the old house in Hejian.

The fierce wife at home used the tips of her nails to pinch the soft flesh around his waist, and asked him with anger and strangeness why he didn't come back.

Then he took a step forward, grabbed his wife's slim waist, and buried his head into her fragrant and soft chest.

In the courtyard outside the window, the laughter of the youngest son Zhang Xiong playing and playing could be heard.

After talking nonsense all night, Zhang He felt his mouth was a little dry.

Outside the camp, a rhythmic horn sound suddenly sounded. It was not as desolate and distant as Hu Di's horn, but more rhythmic and passionate.

With the sound of the horn, the camp that had been silent just now seemed to come alive.

There was the sound of kicking footsteps outside the camp, and the sound of the sergeant getting up and washing up.

Those dreams and the confusion caused by them suddenly disappeared from his mind because of this morning horn, and Zhang He suddenly turned over and sat up.

He rubbed his numb hands and put on a new military uniform with a weapon rack.

He has always been adaptable, so he took off Han Fu's military uniform and put on Yuan Shao's military uniform.

At this time, I put on the Lulong uniform again and felt no particular discomfort.

It's just that this compact soap-colored military uniform is very different from what he usually wears.

Zhang He dressed quickly, put on some thick leather boots, and pulled on his pants.

Compared with the baggy trousers, they are slightly tighter, which makes people uncomfortable.

He walked around the tent twice and found that these thick-soled boots were incredibly comfortable.

Once you get used to it, you will find such a compact military uniform convenient.

Although the military uniform is black, under the light, the dark patterns of strange beasts are faintly visible.

In addition to being agile, it is even more powerful when someone as tall and tall as Zhao Yun, with ape-like arms and wolf waist, wears it.

This kind of robe, from inside to outside, is actually the uniform of the entire army.

The officers only have different belt colors and matching hair crown styles.

Zhang He thought with a thoughtful look on his face.

He had been in the army for a long time and his brain was very good. As soon as he calculated the cost of doing this, he felt his scalp numb.

He shifted his attention to the weapons rack on the side.Hanging on the shelf was a brand new set of armor, Zhang He's own spear, and a new black long knife hanging next to it.

Yesterday, he received these things after receiving his new army card.

Contemporary forged swords are all made in stacks.

The fine iron is heated, and the craftsman uses a sledgehammer to hammer it into strips, then folds it up and beats it again.

This kind of craftsmanship will form beautiful patterns on the blade.

Every line is a refinement.

Every time it is forged, the lines on the blade will double, making it more refined and sharp.

During the Ling Emperor's time, the elite standard weapons of the Northern Army were all thirty-refined products that had been stacked five times or more.

Locally, the Thirty-Refined Long Sword is also reserved for generals in the iron pipe arsenal.

However, this thing in front of me...

Zhang He gently pulled out the knife half an inch, and the magnificent fish-eye pattern on it immediately bloomed with cool colors.

The blade is green, and light flows through the gorgeous lines.

Obviously, not only is it made of the best material, but it also uses an excellent quenching process.

Although the shape of such a long knife refined by a master craftsman is not the ring-headed knife they are familiar with, in terms of craftsmanship, even in the Yuan family, it is also a good thing that attracts generals.

But here, it is a standard weapon issued to the Dub level.

With an incomparable sense of absurdity, Zhang He sheathed his sword again.

In the corner of the camp, I picked up the grass-green wheat straw basin placed there, which contained dental equipment, towels, etc.

According to Liu Hui, all military logistics are in the hands of Lady Yan.

Lifting the basin, Zhang He looked at the light thing all the way, then opened the curtain and walked out.

Zhang He didn't know what the original Lingzhijun military camp looked like.

But while he was in the prison camp, he stood by the door in his spare time and watched.

The camp, which was originally flooded with sewage, was quickly and professionally designed into three parts that interacted with each other.

Defensive positions were rebuilt, ditches were dug for drainage, camps for wounded soldiers were immediately formed, etc.

Although the time was rushed, he was very organized and meticulous, and he never neglected the details because of victory.

Zhang He knew the terrain of the battle well, set up camps and formations, saw the way out, and put aside the life-and-death fight on the battlefield. He admired Zhao Yun's rigorous style very much.

Who would have thought... In the end, it was not Zhao Yun who was surrendered, but Gongsun's Lady Yan.

Zhang He smiled bitterly and thought, that's fine.

Just as he was thinking about it, he came to the area dedicated to washing. This was the general's tent area and there was no need to queue.

As soon as I tentatively put this thing called a toothbrush into my mouth and rinsed my mouthful of sweet foam, I got a hard slap on my back.

The beating made him stagger, and a loud voice rang in his ears, and he knew who it was without turning around.

"Zhang Junyi, morning!"

Zhang Fei put a towel on his shoulders and smiled so much that he showed his big white teeth.

Zhang He twitched the corners of his mouth, cupped his hands at him, said nothing, and put the toothbrush into his mouth again.

He couldn't tell whether this big black guy was doing it unintentionally or on purpose, but he always hit him when he said hello.

Zhang He heard about this man's fighting prowess from the surviving subordinates in front of Gongsun's house.

He didn't know why in this indifferent Liaoxi, Zhao Yun appeared first and then Zhang Fei.

He kept a respectful distance from the man in front of him.

"Oh! Don't be like this!" Zhang Fei stretched out his hand, picked up Zhang He who was holding a toothbrush in his mouth, and tucked him under the crunching nest. "In two days, you and I will go on an expedition together, so we must get close to each other."

Zhang He smelled the smell of sweat from his night's sleep and felt that he had really suffered retribution.

(End of this chapter)

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