The Three Kingdoms have signed for 30 years, and I am in charge of the universe

Chapter 195
Seemingly sensing Liu Hong's gaze, Guo Jia turned her head with a "swish", and a pair of big black and white Kazilan eyes met Liu Hong's disgusted gaze.

Guo Jia: "???"

who I am?where am I?What did I do?Why does Your Majesty despise me again?

Um?What seems wrong?Why do I say again?
Guo Jia looked at Liu Hong in confusion.

Liu Hong looked at Guo Jia's stupid and cute appearance, and the image of Erha in his heart began to materialize.

"Hmm! More and more like Erha!"

Liu Hong nodded to Guo Jia, turned his head away, and stopped looking at him.

Regarding Liu Hong's actions, Guo Jia was even more confused, his heart was still racing wildly, his brain completely let go of the shackles of his brain, and began to spin rapidly.

Why did His Majesty suddenly nod to me?
Is Your Majesty hinting at me?

Your Majesty nodded to me. Is this confirmation of me?

In Guo Jia's mind, he began to write a book about Liu Hong's [-] whys.

Too lazy to talk to this Erha, Liu Hong continued to cast his eyes on the battlefield on the city wall.

The battle on the battlefield has entered a fierce stage.

With the blessing of the unknown sword formation taught by Huo Jun, the combat effectiveness of the originally ordinary school swordsmen has been raised to an outrageous level.

Although they are not elites, they are already better than elites.

The school swordsmen, holding the ring head sword in their hands, fought back Cao Jun desperately.

Every time the ring-shou knife in his hand is swung, someone in Cao Jun on the opposite side will definitely see blood.

With blood splattered everywhere, the sharp blade, with a howling wind, kept greeting Cao Jun's bodies.

Cao Jun is not a vegetarian either, they are all old soldiers on the battlefield who lick blood with knives, and who would stand by and wait for death.

Seeing this scene, Liu Hong nodded approvingly. He was very satisfied with the performance of the school swordsmen.

After this battle is over, he can justify his name as the school swordsman.

Under the command of the Great Han Emperor, there will definitely be an establishment belonging to the school swordsmen.

The scale of this establishment can be large or small, depending on how capable Huo Jun is.

According to Liu Hong's preliminary plan, the number of school swordsmen is 2, which is the minimum standard.

The battle between Zhao Yun and Cao Hong was coming to an end, and now Cao Hong was already dwarfed by Zhao Yun's gentian silver spear.

A gentian silver spear in Zhao Yun's hand flew up and down. Cao Hong could only fight exhaustedly, retreating again and again under the piercing light of the spear.

The battle armor on Cao Hong's body had already become riddled with holes.

Those large and small holes were all stabbed out by Zhao Yun.

His battle armor was tailor-made by Cao Cao, who specially selected skilled craftsmen when he was gaining momentum.

Looking at the miserable Cao Hong, Liu Hong couldn't help laughing.

He has the impression that Cao Hong was a rare tiger general in the original history. He was twice worshiped as the Hussars General of Wei.

In particular, Cao Hong also has a brother who is suspected to be his own, named Cao Ren.

Cao Ren, like Huo Jun, is a well-known general who defends well.

In particular, Cao Ren has a unique skill, which can be called one of the magical skills in the Three Kingdoms world.

The eight-door golden lock formation was born out of the innate gossip, and the formation has eight doors. Those who are not good at formations, or without expert guidance, enter the formation rashly, and the end result is death or no life.

In the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Cao Ren besieged Liu Bei with the eight-door golden lock formation. If Xu Shu hadn't just understood this formation, there might not be any later ones.

"No matter how brave you are, you are still no match for my international Zhuang Zhao Si!"

Liu Hong raised his eyebrows, thinking about it in his heart.

The name of International Zhuang Zhao Si is second only to Lu Fengxian, the slave of the three surnames, in popularity, and even the arrogant Guan Erye, they all agree with it very much.

Look at the other two battle circles, well, they are also very talented.

The battle between Xiahou Dun and Huo Jun was also very exciting.

Huo Jun, who was in his prime, was evenly matched against Xiahou Dun, who was no longer at his peak.

If Xiahou Dun is at his peak, Huo Jun is definitely not her opponent, but facing Xiahou Dun who is not at his peak, Huo Jun is not afraid of him at all.

The two of them fought together, with swords and guns coming and going, and the fight was lively.

The long spear in Huo Jun's hand took a wide open and closed path, every move, every style, had a sense of military iron blood and indomitable spirit.

After Xiahou Dun's repeated fierce battles, after all, he was a little physically weak, and because his weapons were not very handy, facing Huo Jun's repeated onslaughts, he had no choice but to choose to avoid the edge for the time being.

Seeing Cao Cao's generals being defeated one after another in the hands of his own generals, Liu Hong's heart felt dark.

Outside Wancheng, in the camp of Cao Jun, Cao Cao watched the battle on the city wall with a very calm expression, but his eyes became more and more gloomy.

"Is there any news about Captain Mojin?"

Cao Cao asked suddenly.

"Returning to my lord, there is no news, not only Captain Mojin, but even the rangers sent out by the army, the secret agents, have not returned."

After hearing Cao Cao's question, Xi Zhicai, who was sitting on a four-wheeled vehicle with a sick look on his face, raised his head with difficulty and answered in a deep voice.

"What does Zhicai think is the reason?"

Glancing at Xi Zhicai with a sallow complexion, Cao Cao's eyes flashed a look of unbearable, but he quickly hid it, and asked in a deep voice.

Xi Zhicai is about to die soon. Cao Cao knows it, and Xi Zhicai also knows it.

In fact, Xi Zhicai's lifespan has long been exhausted, and the reason why he is still alive now is all due to the breath of the doctor hanging on his chest with strong medicine.

Once the breath dissipated, Xi Zhicai would die.

Now Xi Zhicai, living is a kind of torment.

Every breath made him feel pain.

If he hadn't been worried about Cao Cao and this war, he would have cut off his life and gone to sleep long ago.

The millennium-old ginseng is so powerful that one can imagine how powerful it is, but such a powerful medicine can only hang Xi Zhi's lifespan for seven days.

Moreover, the efficacy of the thousand-year-old ginseng on him continued to decrease.

The old ginseng reserve in Cao Cao's hands was already seriously insufficient. In order to last for a while, Xi Zhicai could only reduce his physical exertion as much as possible.

Because every move he makes will consume the medicinal effect of the thousand-year-old ginseng in his body.

Ginseng is forever, one will go bankrupt!

Even Cao Cao, who is rich and powerful, can't afford enough thousand-year-old ginseng to continue his life for Xizhi.

"Cough cough... Back to the lord, Zhong thought it might be... It might be that the Han army has made some big moves... We need to hide it from our army..."

Xi Zhicai was coughing violently, his cough was piercing, but even so, he was still trying his best to solve Cao Cao's confusion.

"How to deal with it?"

Hearing Xi Zhicai's violent cough, Cao Cao couldn't bear to turn his head away and look elsewhere.

"Back to my lord...ahem...the Han army intends to attack Yuzhou..."

Xi Zhicai was still coughing violently, and said in a deep voice.

(End of this chapter)