Zhang Yang and Xiao Yi parted ways, but he was still reluctant to tear up the appointment letter given to him by Dong Zhuo, fame and fortune are moving! After a few simple explanations, Zhang Yang held the big seal of the history of the state assassination, wore the new official uniform that was made overnight, and took his own personal soldiers and attendants, and rushed to Jinyang, the seat of the state, and took office!

As for Xiao Yi, he took the team back to Yanmen Pass, which had been absent for more than half a year, when he left, it was still a snowy winter, and now he has returned here, it is already autumn and cool, and the grass is yellow and the horses are fat.

To be able to bring everyone back safely, Xiao Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief, this trip to Luoyang was really full of twists and turns, with constant open guns and hidden arrows, so dangerous! It's dangerous! How many times have you been in trouble, as long as you make a wrong step, it will be a catastrophe, but fortunately, Xiao Yi has overcome them one by one with his far superior intelligence, courage, and a little prophetic ability as a traverser, as well as the concerted efforts of the brothers.

It's good to be alive, people! This is Xiao Yat's biggest feeling now!

"Order, kill cattle and sheep, reward brothers, eat as much fat as you like tonight, drink as much wine as you like, and then the whole army will have a three-day holiday!" Back in the barracks, Xiao Yat immediately gave the order for the whole army to rest and recuperate, the bowstring will break if it collapses too tightly, people will go crazy if they are too tired to live, and if an army is in a dangerous state of war for a long time, it will either collapse because of fear, or become a bloodthirsty beast, and neither of these things is what Xiao Yat wants to see; Therefore, we must properly let everyone take a break, the visit to relatives, the visit to friends, only those who can enjoy life, can fight better!

"Roar! Roar! Roar! ......" Thousands of soldiers of the Xuanjia Army roared in unison, and then took off the blades that never left their bodies, took off the armor that had been worn for a long time, and let the war horses go to the field to eat the grass freely, and they could break out of the ghost gate, whether it was a soldier or a war horse, they should relax well......

The stars were all over the sky, the bonfire was lit, the whole barracks were plunged into a carnival, the whole sheep had to be roasted, the fat that fell splashed on the fire with large sparks, the fragrance was fragrant, the boiled fat with blood was just white, and the dagger was pierced out of the cauldron and gnawed, if anyone could catch a big stick bone, it would be considered lucky, because it was a good dish to drink, and he could drink three bowls happily.

The joy of the soldiers is also rough and heroic, on the high platform of the central square, the wrestling ring is opened, as long as you are conceited and have some courage, you can go up and try your skills, there is no difference between high and low official positions in the ring, as long as it is the soldiers of the Xuanjia Army can participate, if a soldier throws his captain out, he will only get everyone's applause, and the boss who was thrown out will not be angry, and will not retaliate later, but will promote and reuse the soldier, because it is a warrior under his own hands!

Xiao Yi sat in the center of the stands, drinking a big bowl of wine, roasting a leg of lamb on the fire, and cheering loudly for his subordinates from time to time, he would not participate in such a game, not because of his identity, but because of Xiao Yi's divine power, when it comes to wrestling and fighting, no one in the entire Xuanjia Army is his opponent, it is a big bull who has always been known for his strength, and he can't go three rounds under Xiao Yi's hands, since he is lonely, Xiao Yi has to sit on the stand and become a cheerleader for a thousand years!

"Wan Sheng! Wansheng! "The two contestants who are now competing are all acquaintances of Xiao Yi, one is a squad leader in the rangers, named Mu Wei, this son is skilled in archery and horses, brave in killing, bold and careful, and is also a well-known figure in the Xuanjia Army; The other is the chef Fat Liu, who is responsible for cooking for everyone, as a fire leader, he even came to the stage to compete, which is very dramatic in itself, not to mention that Fat Liu's craftsmanship is really not blown, no matter how simple the raw materials are in his hands, he can also make flowers, most of the brothers in the military camp have eaten the food he cooked, and at this time they naturally cheered for him!

Wrestling, one is to compete for strength, the other is to compare weight, and in this fat Liu has an overwhelming advantage, as the saying goes' The drought for three years does not starve to death the cook', as long as it is a chef, it seems that they are all fat, and Fat Liu is the best among them, at least 300 pounds of huge weight gives him an advantage, the opponent attacked him several times, all in vain, want to move to him, there is no strength of five hundred catties that don't even think about it, not to mention that because of the perennial work in the room, Fat Liu's body is full of fat, before he came to the stage, he also took a knife to dismember a few roasted fat sheep, the left piece of the body, the right piece is full of sheep fat, the opponent grabbed him, and there was no place to be forced, that was a grasp and a slippery hand, and the angry Mu Wei kept screaming。

On the contrary, Fat Liu responded calmly, his fat body kept beating back and forth, looking for a fighter, and finally took advantage of the opportunity for the other party to slip off his hand again, grabbed the opponent's belt with his backhand, pulled it into his arms, and grabbed Mu Other's shoulder with the other fat hand, and lifted the opponent directly with both arms.

"Good! Good! Fall this kid! Fat Liu Weiwu! Seeing that Fat Liu had the upper hand, the soldiers in the audience immediately cheered in unison, desperately shaking everything they could catch in their hands to cheer him on!

"Hey! …… Walk you! …… Ha ha! In the cheers, Fat Liu showed his might, threw his opponent directly into the crowd below, and then used a pair of fat fists to desperately slap the fat on his stomach to celebrate this hard-won victory!

Mu Wei, who was thrown down, was picked up by the audience, but he was not injured, but he couldn't avoid the penalty of drinking in the ring, and a group of ranger partners with wine bowls squeezed over, and pinching his neck was a wild douring, which was also a way for soldiers to express friendship!

According to the rules of the Xuanjia Army, the wrestling champion is rewarded, and the prize is the roasted half-baked leg of lamb in Xiao Yi's hand, Xiao Yi is a peerless condor shooter, Xiao Yi is also a wise commander, but I have to admit that no one is perfect, he is indeed not a qualified chef, although he has been very careful to roast, but a fat leg of lamb is still half-baked by him, some places are burnt, and some places are bloodshot, and the fine salt is sprinkled in the east and the west is extremely uneven.

is such a leg of mutton, but it has become something that the Xuanjia Army is extremely eager for up and down, because it is roasted by their commander himself, which is a very high honor, in order to get Xiao Yi's appreciative smile, the soldiers of the Xuanjia Army can go up the knife mountain, break into the sea of fire, and move forward!

"Well done, Fat Liu! It's a man! A little embarrassed, he handed the leg of mutton in his hand to Fat Liu, and Xiao Yi patted the other party's shoulder with his hand to show encouragement.

"Commander Xie rewarded the leg of mutton!" Fat Liu excitedly took this half-baked leg of mutton, unceremoniously took a big bite, and then turned around, waving the leg of mutton in his hand, while vaguely thanking the soldiers in the audience! Thank you, brothers! …… I...... Fat Liu is very honored! …… Delicious! ”

Although Fat Liu won the wrestling championship, in fact, he knew in his heart that this was the result of the brothers letting him, the warriors in the Xuanjia Iron Cavalry Army were like clouds, and there were definitely many people in the audience who could beat him in the competition, first of all, his own commander was a brave and invincible existence, as well as the captain of the big cow, the sixth captain of the horse, and the four brothers of Yanmen and others, that there was no invincible bravery, and it was like playing with him, even Mu Wei, who was thrown off the stage by himself just now, if he let him ride a war horse and hold the saber, it would only take a round lightly, can cut off Fat Liu's fat head.

The reason why Fat Liu won was that everyone always ate the delicious food he made, even if it was a thank you this time, and besides, at such a celebration, wouldn't it be more comic to let a firehead win the championship!

Among colleagues, in addition to competitiveness, they also need friendship, which is also the concept that Xiao Yat has always instilled in them; On the battlefield, only comrades-in-arms can use their bodies to block knives for themselves, and those who can let themselves hand over their backs with peace of mind are still comrades-in-arms. Die together! This is a military man!

Xiao Yi in the stands is also very satisfied, this is the Xuanjia army he brought out single-handedly, well-equipped, well-trained, the most rare thing is that the upper and lower are one, with one heart and one mind, even a firehead soldier has such combat power, not to mention the rest of the people, that is not a skilled archer and horse, brave and good at fighting, such a team, there is still no place in the whole world, and what enemy can stop us!

Such an army will conquer and win!

As the commander of the three armies, Xiao Yi thought much more than everyone else, back to Yanmen, everyone saw the autumn high and cool, grass and yellow horses fat, only sighed the passage of time, and missed his hometown, but Xiao Yi thought of another sentence: The Huns grass and yellow horses are fat, and the generals of the Han family are going west!

Every October and autumn, when the Han people in the interior are busy harvesting, that is, when the Huns ride fat and strong war horses, wield sharpened war knives, and go south to plunder!

A good harvest also means war, and this is the true portrayal of the frontier area!

"Come on! The Hun wolf on the grassland, the master will definitely prepare a big meal for you this year, so that you can't eat, go around! Drinking the wine in the dry bowl in one gulp, Xiao Yi still smiled brightly, but habitually touched his nose, the blood debt of the Crouching Tiger Pavilion back then, he didn't forget it for a moment!