Yinhou of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 98 Hexagonal Plum Blossom Gun

"You..." Cao Hong pointed at Ning Rong, who was determined to go his own way, and in the end he was defeated and shouted suddenly: "Come on!"

"General!" The guard leader Cao An clasped his fists and said.

"Go, let that old bastard go! Remember, send him under the Silver Mountain, return quickly, and don't reveal military information!"

"Here!" Cao An accepted the order with cupped fists, looked up at the aggrieved general, and laughed.

Mr. Ning is so powerful that he was able to control his own general.

"Go away!" Cao Hong stared and cursed.

"Don't be annoyed, general, just get out, little one!" Cao An suppressed a smile, lifted the tent and retreated.

A smile appeared on Ning Rong's face, seeing Cao Hong's still angry look, he took two steps forward to persuade him.

"Don't worry about Zilian, don't you hear about putting a long line to catch big fish... today..."

Seeing Ning Rong's posture, Cao Hong knew that he was about to teach himself a lesson again, so he stopped him quickly.

"Stop! Stop! Needless to say, Zhiyuan, I understand, I understand!"

Seeing Cao Hong's willing face, Ning Rong stroked the non-existent beard with a sense of accomplishment, very pleased.

"Hmm! Children can be taught!"

Ning Rong's expression of buying a good boy when he got a bargain made Cao Hong's eyeballs pop.

The white eyeballs are one after another, so cute!

Cao Hong went back to the desk, picked out a piece of white paper and was about to write, Ning Rong stepped forward and pulled the paper over.

"Zi Lian wants to write a military newspaper?"

Cao Hong looked up at him and nodded.

"En! Don't worry, Zilian, I'm the one who wrote this letter. I let the person go. I'll explain it to my lord!" Ning Rong shook the white paper in his hand and said to Cao Hong.

'Shuh! '

Cao Hong rolled his eyes, and pulled the white paper over, "I am the general of the army, you are just a military adviser, without my order, how dare they release him, remember! He was released by Hong's order! And you Ning Zhiyuan has nothing to do with it!"

Ning Rong looked at Cao Hong with a smile, watched his endless advice, the corners of his mouth turned up, and his heart felt warm.

This proud and defiant General Cao Hong was able to take responsibility for himself. Although he knew that Cao Cao would not punish him, it was this kind of cheap truth that Ning Rong suddenly had the urge to help him fight a good fight. The tough battle!

"Oh! Be careful, this white paper is very expensive!" Ning Rong's nose was sour, and he twitched slightly, stepped forward and put the white paper back to its original place.

"Zi Lian, there is no need to write this letter!"

Cao Hong asked puzzledly, "Why?"

"The military situation changes three times a day, it won't be too late to write after you win again!"

When Cao Hong saw Ning Rong's smirk, he immediately knew that his friend must have a clever plan.

"Zhiyuan is a good idea?"

"Follow your ears and come here!" Ning Rong looked at Cao Hong's Xiji eyes wickedly.

Cao Hong hurriedly stood up and put his ear to it.

Ning Rong glanced at the door, and said in a low voice: "Zi Lian, tomorrow you only need to do this... this... and then it will be fine!"

Ning Rong had a confident face, Cao Hong listened with a weird face, turned his head to look at Ning Rong, with a hesitant expression full of distrust.

"It's that simple?"

"How complicated do you want?" Ning Rong asked back as a matter of course.

"But this...is too much!" Cao Hong still wanted to struggle.

"This is a good time to prove it to you, Zilian, you have to seize it!" Ning Rong looked like I was doing my best for you, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder as encouragement, but she found it a bit difficult to raise her hand.

"Uh!"

Embarrassed, Ning Rong retracted his hand and scratched his head again.

"Zhiyuan, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, it's time to wash your hair, it's a little itchy!" Ning Rong prevaricated wittily.

"Well, it's okay, I'll go first, you continue to prepare!"

Saying that, Ning Rong fled as if slipping away, with an embarrassing expression on his face.

Depend on!

These people grew up on what they ate, and each one was like a bamboo pole. I thought I was already handsome at this seven-foot height.

There is no harm without comparison!

The jealous Ning Rong murmured to himself, these bamboo poles are people with their brains on their feet.

I don't compare myself with the bamboo poles. The bamboo poles are all water spinach, which is unreal!

Ning Rong self-hypnotized, and said dozens of times that he is the most handsome, he is the most handsome... Finally, a warm smile appeared on his face, and he greeted everyone when he was in a good mood.

No matter what he was doing, the soldiers in the entire barracks thought he was going crazy.

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The Yellow Turban Rebellion was poisonous, and wherever it went, the people were in dire straits.

However, in this era of war and strife, there is a city that seems like a paradise.

The people in the city live and work in peace and contentment, the hawking along the street can be heard endlessly, people's faces are filled with satisfied smiles, and the quaint houses reveal the charm of the precipitation of history.

Outside Xuzhou City, a group of well-equipped soldiers came towards the gate of Xuzhou City carrying a big flag. The leading general was riding a tall horse, wearing a heavy Kai, shiny and shiny. Judging from his burly appearance, he was more than seven feet seven inches tall. The bushy beard is very handsome.

The tiger's eyes were slightly opened on the resolute face, watching the soldiers guarding the city listlessly squinting against the city wall in the distance, a trace of contempt flashed in their eyes.

"General, Xuzhou City is ahead!"

The scout came to report, the general was carrying a pair of short halberds on his back, straddling the carved bow, and holding a strange-looking gun in one hand. Hold it firmly in the hand, the weirdest thing is the gun head, which is in the shape of a trident forward, and each thorn is divided into left and right small thorns. The cold light flickered, and it looked like a sharp weapon for killing people.