I win the lottery in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 398 The Passionate Meng Chen

Chapter 398 The Passionate Meng Chen

"Meng Qi has made great progress in martial arts, comparable to Zilong!" Meng Chen praised Ma Chao's progress, Meng Chen saw Ma Chao's progress and was delighted in his heart.

Today's Ma Chao is no longer as impulsive as in the past, and his every move has the appearance of a general!

Why do you make such an evaluation?It's just because Ma Chao in the past was a fierce general at best, and he was not a challenge in charging, but he lacked a lot in leading troops in battle.

After these years of Li Cunxiao's careful training, Ma Chao has made great progress in all aspects, especially in martial arts. When he competed with Zhao Yun, he could not tell the winner within [-] rounds.

Of course, there is also an element of Zhao Yun's letting go of the water. After all, the competition is not about fighting desperately. We are all on our own, and there is no need to fight with our lives.

"My lord, Miao Zan, Chao is far from General Zhao." Ma Chao replied hastily.

"To guard against arrogance and impetuosity for generals, good, very good!" Meng Chen patted Ma Chao on the shoulder, his eyes full of love.

Turning his head, Meng Chen looked at Chen Wu, Zhou Tai and the less than a thousand people around them surrounded by them, with a trace of regret in his eyes.

"You are also a big man, why do you have to go to this step today." Meng Chen sighed, then shook his head helplessly.

At this moment, Meng Chen was moved by his heart, and then subconsciously read out a famous poem on the Internet in later generations:

"A man should kill, and kill without mercy. The eternal karma is all in killing... Killing one is a crime, but killing ten thousand is a hero; killing nine million, one is a hero..."

At this moment, the entire battlefield suddenly became quiet.

Whether it was a Xiliang army soldier or a Jiangdong army soldier, they all listened silently.

Until Meng Chen finished speaking in one breath, everyone hadn't recovered from the shock.

Although this poem was full of murderous intent, Liu Bowen felt the peace that Meng Chen was looking forward to deep in his heart at this moment.

"Get out of the way, let him go, clean up the battlefield and bury the soldiers of both sides." After saying this, Meng Chen ignored the crowd, turned his horse's head and left slowly.

But at the moment, he couldn't calm down in his heart: "What the hell, it seems a bit exaggerated this time to pretend..."

Just when Meng Chen was trying to adjust his thoughts, Liu Bowen rode his horse and chased after him a few steps: "Although the lord's poem is slowly murderous, it is full of grandeur and pride, and I admire it."

Hearing this, Meng Chen smiled, and the muscles on his face trembled involuntarily: "Sir, don't flatter me anymore. This Marquis knows the level of a military officer at that level. This poem..."

Before Meng Chen finished speaking, he was interrupted by Liu Bowen: "Besides the lord, who else can write this poem?"

"Uh…"

Meng Chen was at a loss for words. Originally, he wanted to say that this poem was learned from other places, but he was pushed back by Liu Bowen with a single sentence.

Meng Chen shook his head helplessly, then laughed dryly and didn't say anything more!
"Ding, congratulations to the host for writing a poem and getting a system gift bag!"

Just when Meng Chen was helpless, the voice of Yu Jie coming from his mind made Meng Chen even more helpless.

You can get a gift bag if you copy a poem, why don't you try memorizing "Three Hundred Tang Poems"?
But as soon as he thought about it in his mind, he got a reminder from the system again: "Ding, a friendly reminder to the host that this kind of gift package can only be obtained once."

Meng Chen was very helpless, so he could only sigh secretly in his heart, and then chose to open the gift bag without hesitation: "System, open the gift bag."

With a flash of golden light, a book appeared in front of Meng Chen's eyes, and after a closer look, Meng Chen immediately had the urge to scold her.

"Three Hundred Tang Poems for Children", what's the use of this frankly?
But after thinking about it, now that Xiliang has begun to popularize Pinyin and arithmetic courses, if this book is added to it, it may be a good choice.

"Report! My lord, Chen Wu and Zhou Tai led their troops to leave." The scout's report pulled Meng Chen back from his thoughts, and at this moment Meng Chen looked at the south with a smile on his face.

Outside the camp of the Jiangdong Army, the two generals Huang Zhong and Wei Yan had already led their troops to ambush here, but they never saw the Jiangdong defeated army appear.

"General Huang, will the military advisor..." Wei Yan just opened his mouth when Huang Zhong stared back.

After a few breaths, Huang Zhongyu said earnestly, "Wen Chang, since we are both working for the lord, I have to say a few more words."

Huang Zhong finished speaking halfway, then looked at Wei Yan's expression and said, "What do you think is the purpose of this military division's arrangement?"

As soon as this sentence came out, Wei Yan was a little stunned, but Huang Zhong's next words quickly made him feel relieved: "We have been following the Lord for a short time, but we have heard some inside information."

"There has long been an unwritten rule in the Xiliang Army. Except for Liu Bowen, the military adviser, who does not need to carry a surname, everyone else needs to be distinguished by surname. What does Wen Chang think this means?"

Wei Yan nodded, he had known about this for a long time, and Meng Chen had extraordinary respect for Liu Bowen.

"Jia Xu and Jia Wenhe are the leaders of the Anbu. I'm afraid our words today will appear in front of the lord within a few days." Huang Zhong continued.

As soon as these words came out, Wei Yan's heart tightened, and the cold sweat on his back suddenly became more intense.

If it weren't for Huang Zhong's reminder, I might make a big mistake today.

"Remember, as long as you do well what the lord has arranged, you will be able to honor your ancestors if you have enough military achievements." After saying this, Huang Zhong remained silent.

Although Wei Yan is not bad at martial arts and his brain is flexible enough, he lacks a sense of smell.

Huang Zhong would not bother to remind him if it wasn't for the sake of his good friendship on weekdays.

It stands to reason that Huang Xu's life was saved, Huang Zhong already had no desires, but when he truly understood the military merit system within the Xiliang Army, Huang Zhong's old ambition was reactivated.

Although Huang Zhong didn't know the saying "a soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier", he didn't want to insult his own martial arts.

Huang Zhong would be happy if he could glorify his ancestors, but if not, Huang Zhong would also need to fight for a way for his descendants to survive in Xiliang.

Not long after the words of the two fell, many small black spots appeared sparsely on the horizon not far away.

From a distance, these small black dots are extremely fast, and there is no formation at all!

"Master Wen, get ready, and remember the command of the lord." Huang Zhong finally warned.

"Thank you, General Huang, for the reminder, Yan will keep it in mind." Wei Yan responded with cupped fists, then turned around and began to issue general orders.

Jiang Qin, Ling Tong, and Pan Zhang escorted Sun Quan all the way back. Fortunately, the scouts kept reporting that there were no pursuers, otherwise, the three of them would have been in trouble.

"Quick, the big camp is ahead, enter the camp quickly!"

Jiang Qin roared, if something happened to Sun Quan at this time, the Jiangdong Army would collapse without a fight.

(End of this chapter)