Ji Han Grand Commander

Chapter 3. Fortune and Disaster
Sure enough, Liu Bei saw the guards supporting Liao Hua, who was covered in blood and dust, coming into the hall from outside.

When Liao Hua entered the hall, he saw Liu Bei and Zhuge Liang bowing down and crying.

"Where did Yuan Jian come from? Where is Yun Chang now?"

Liu Bei asked Liao Hua tremblingly, fearing that he would hear the bad news that he least wanted to hear.

"Your Majesty, the Duke led the remaining troops to besiege Maicheng, and personally led me to break out of the siege, and asked me to go and ask for help. I went to Shangyong and asked the eldest son and Meng Da to send troops to rescue, but they didn't want... didn't want..."

"Don't think about anything!"

Liu Bei's heart, which had been hanging in the air upon hearing that Guan Yu was only trapped in Maicheng, suddenly began to beat again. He stood up again, personally helped Liao Hua up, stared at Liao Hua, and asked him word by word.

"I didn't expect that the eldest son and Meng Da first said that the military rations were not yet available, and then said that the troops were insufficient. In this way, they refused to send troops to rescue General Guan! I was so angry that I left Shangyong and came to Chengdu to beg the king and military advisor Zhuge to save you!"

Liao Hua was overwhelmed with emotion when he got to this point. He knelt down with tears in his eyes and kowtowed to the two powerful men of Ji Han for help.

"How dare you, Sun Quan! And Liu Feng and Meng Da, how dare you do this!"

The furious Liu Bei drew out his sword and angrily chopped at the tables on both sides. The overwhelming sword light was like a cage, cutting the small table on the side into pieces. It can be seen that in addition to the emperor's mentality and the way to control people, Lao Liu's martial arts skills are not bad either.

When Zhuge Liang saw the king's look, he was also angry at the betrayal of the Eastern Wu and the fact that Liu Feng and Meng Da did not help him. He changed his usual gentle and modest appearance, stood up and bowed to Liu Bei.

"Your Majesty, there is no need to go in person. Liang will personally lead a team of soldiers to meet General Guan and bring him back safely."

Liu Bei's anger seemed to have dissipated a lot, and reason returned to his brain. He waved his hand and turned to comfort Liao Hua who was still kneeling on the ground.

"Yuan Jian has fought a bloody battle all the way here. He must be exhausted from the journey. Go down first to wash up and rest. I will discuss the rescue with the military advisor immediately."

Liao Hua kowtowed repeatedly to express his gratitude, and then left with the help of the eunuchs.

Liu Bei and Zhuge Liang discussed the rescue plan until they cut the wicks several times. Because it was the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, it was difficult to move the army, so they could only discuss sending elite soldiers to rescue.

On the second day, Feng Xi was awakened by the crowing of a rooster raised by someone unknown. He opened the door and felt the fresh air. He suddenly felt very happy. He had never felt such clear air before. There was no industrial exhaust gas, only some simple odor.

"Well, it seems that the injury yesterday was not serious. It has almost healed today."

Feng Xi stretched out his body and moved his muscles, making a "click-click" sound. One could tell from the sound that this body had been well-trained.

Seeing an empty space in his yard, Feng Xi knew that it was where he would practice martial arts. Practice in the coldest days of winter and the hottest days of summer. As a martial artist, he always wanted to improve himself, and Feng Xi could understand this mentality.

"However... this martial arts style does seem quite chilling..."

Feng Xi picked up a big sword from the weapon rack according to the big sword moves in his mind, and after dancing with it a few times, he couldn't help shaking his head.

This half of the Feng family's inherited swordsmanship was not fully inherited due to the war, and the style is also a bit primitive. The way of exerting force and the swinging path are neither practical nor fancy from a modern perspective. No wonder I am only a first-rate or second-rate character in my memory. "It's better to use this instead of this."

Feng Xi put the broadsword back into place and picked up a spear.

In Feng Tunan's memory, there was a buddy in his company who danced with a spear with great power and claimed to be the contemporary descendant of the Yang Family Generals.

Although I don't know whether it's true or not, the seven sets of Yang family spear moves are all very well-organized, at least they look like the real thing.

I don’t know if it’s the benefit of time traveling, but the memory in my mind is exceptionally clear. In my mind, I combined the seven sets of Yang Family Spears that I had seen before to form a complete spear manual.

Swallows seize nests, yellow dragons lie on the road... Yaksha explores the sea, flames penetrate the clouds... Black dragons enter caves, setting fire to the sky...

After performing all 223 moves, Feng Xi nodded with satisfaction. After such a long period of improvement from the Song Dynasty to the modern times, these seven sets of spear moves are suitable for almost all kinds of situations, including horse battles, foot battles, one-on-one, one-on-many, battle formations, and sparring.

If he could master this spear technique, his fighting power would not only surpass Lu Bu, but he would at least be able to become a first-rate general.

There was still some hours before the time agreed upon with Zhang Nan and Fu Rong, so Feng Xi did nothing else but practice Yang family spear techniques in the yard with his spear. Occasionally, he would think of some exquisite moves from other spear techniques and incorporate them into the practice.

For a moment, the air in the courtyard was humming. Feng Xi wielded a long spear, sometimes like a spirit snake emerging from a cave, sometimes like a swallow flying through the clouds. The agility and changes were difficult to describe.

"Gurgle..." By the time Feng Xi realized what was happening, it was already noon. It was time for him to go meet his two good friends and see if he could have a meal in the camp.

Now is not a time of war, so the military discipline in the barracks is inevitably a little lax. From high-ranking military officers like Feng Xi to ordinary soldiers, everyone is a little lax.

Feng Xi came to his own troops. The two soldiers standing guard stood very straight. Seeing that Feng Xi was able to ask for commands meticulously, Feng Xi was quite satisfied with his past methods of commanding the army.

But the situation was terrible after entering. The soldiers sat together, gossiping, and they didn't know how to stand or sit properly.

In the army back then, except for those elite troops, there were few that had such strict military discipline requirements. After all, people like Gao Shun were a minority.

Feng Xi shook his head slightly. Since he was no longer just Feng Xi, he would have to correct these things slowly. From the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty to the 21st century, the army had developed too fast. Although he was not proficient in military discipline and tactics, the superficial knowledge he had gained was enough to benefit him greatly.

"Xiu Yuan, are you healed?"

When he pushed open the central army tent, he smelled the aroma of meat. He looked closer and found that it was his deputy general and two troupe leaders, Wang Ji, Zhang Nan, Li Chong, and Fu Zhun who appeared from nowhere. The four of them were cooking a pot of mutton.

Hearing someone pushing the curtain in, Zhang Nan turned around and was a little surprised to see Feng Xi walking briskly.

"It's just a minor injury, it's nothing to warriors like me. I'm just hungry, so you guys can save me the trouble."

Feng Xi was not polite and sat directly in the empty upper seat, which was originally the seat reserved for him. Several people ate boiled meat, drank broth, and boasted, and the atmosphere was harmonious for a while.

(End of this chapter)