Chong Huan returned to the Ministry of Seeds, and after resuming his life, he thought he would be blamed by the handsome and didn't want the handsome to be unhappy or sad, but he just said that the people of the Ten Thousand Husbands worked hard to rest and rest, and Chong Huan came out of the account, and wondered in his heart that this was not the temper of the big handsome, it stands to reason that he didn't catch the Han people and criticized himself, or praised Ke Lu who had a meritorious service and beheaded Ke Lu's right-hand man, like this, his heart is always up and down, what happened to the big handsome?

Chong Huan walked and walked, and when he looked up, he found that Kebineng's Ao Bao was not far ahead, and he was about to turn around but heard Ke Bineng shouting from afar: "Since Chong Wanfu is here, why do you want to leave again?" ”

"Go back to drinking!"

"Could it be that I don't have any good wine in my account?"

"Can a person who does not drink wine have good wine in his tent?"

"Yes!"

"That's not going either!"

"Why?"

"It's no fun to drink alone!"

"I want to get drunk with the tiger!"

"Tigers want to get drunk with me?"

"Exactly!"

"Haha, it doesn't seem to work if you don't go!"

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After drinking a meal of wine until the sky was dark, Chong Huan was very puzzled why Ke Bineng would break his habit and dip into wine again, but this was like a prairie man, a bowl of wine and said: "Prairie men should drink, if they don't drink, what is the difference between them and southerners?" But there are indeed powerful people in this southerner, and this time I met a little brother, who doesn't play slippery when drinking, and that knife technique is even more amazing!"

Kebi was able to drink it all with the silver bowl, and Lang smiled and said: "Only for a moment, I either listened to Lao Wanfu and you boasted about your drinking and shooting skills, or I heard you say that this little brother, Lao Wanfu, you still don't want people to drink." ”

"What the hell!"

Chong Huan smashed the wine bowl on Ai Ji with a bang, blew his beard and glared: "Don't like to listen? ”

Kebi can accompany the smiling face, and only promised: "I love to listen, I love to listen, how can I not love to listen." ”

Only then did Chong Huan lose his anger, cut off a piece of mutton and chewed it in his mouth, and said, "You kid is good at everything, but this is not good!" ”

"Which point?"

Chong Huan is resolute temper really can't help it when he meets such a person, so he snorted and said: "Don't say it, don't say it!" ”

Kebineng still smiled, scooped a bowl of wine for him, and said without leaving a trace: "I heard that that person is going to have an accident, I don't know what the idea of planting Wanfu is?" ”

He drank with a smile of energy, but the pair of eyes were shrewd, after all, the young tiger was still just a young tiger, and the old man's usual inferior tricks were used on the old man, which was really ridiculous. After a glass of wine, Chong Huan wiped his mouth, stroked his beard and sighed: "I owe that father a favor back then, and that brother also has the name of master and apprentice with me, as far as I am concerned, I must help!" ”

"That is, the seed department is also going to help?"

"I don't know if Dashuai will help or not, but I will help!"

"Chong Wanfu and that little Han brother hit it off at first sight, and I don't know what to call this person?"

"Liu Lan, the word Deran!"

"Liu Deran?" Kebineng cut the flesh and said calmly: "I heard some old friends say that there is also a young man named Liu Deran over there in Youzhou, who is from the Han clan!" ”

Chong Huan laughed: "The Great Han Sect? Then my little brother must not be, he is also the child of the Qianshou family, otherwise he is still just a little Sima after enlisting in the army for many years? ”

Ke Bineng squinted and said, "Twenty-year-old Sima is not small! ”

Chong Huan waved his hand, looked up to the sky and laughed: "Impossible! After a pause, the tiger smiled without hesitation: "Even if it is really a Han clan, it is not my brother?" "It's just that in my heart, I feel bitter, and when I first met, I felt that this kid was not small, otherwise he could recognize Fenjiu at a glance? But when asked, he denied it, and now Kebi can talk about it makes him a little uncertain, if this kid is really a member of the Han family, I can't take out a few pots of good Fen wine. ”

"If the people come forward, I wonder if they are willing to help that ......"

Before Kebineng finished speaking, a soldier came to the tent, bowed down and said, "Seed Wanfu, the handsome man wants to see you!" ”

"What's the matter?"

"This, the little one is not very clear!"

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"Damn, is this Han man a human being or not, even a person with a knife was cut off by him!" A Xianbei man gasped, he was going to rush up, but it was difficult to die in front of him, the scene in front of him was too tragic, and the courage that surged up immediately came to naught, and he quietly retreated and peeked at the Han man, only to find that he did not find himself but rushed to kill on one side.

Mo Ji rushed out just to see such a scene, staring at the young man riding on a colt, his whole body was as thick as wine, and for a moment it seemed that there were only two of them left in the world, and he couldn't even hear the screams around him.

The entire battalion had been completely immersed in hand-to-hand combat, but the Han army had taken the lead in the cavalry raid, and the resistance was insignificant, and it was soon suppressed and breathless. The three major departments in the middle, each department has different combat strength, but this white department is deeply respected by Chonghuan, and it is one of the few in the Xianbei departments that can fight with the Tuoba elite soldiers, when Liu Lan asked him if he met the Tuoba elite soldiers, he had a chance of winning, and he was not afraid to shake his head generously, and there was no chance of winning, Liu Lan did not expect to say the words of praise from the mouth of such a proud person as the tiger, and he was also convinced that there was no chance of winning, just this point knew how brave the Tuoba elite was, and then asked him the chance of winning against the white department, and said bluntly that ten thousand people had no chance of winning, Thousands of people are divided into five or five, and hundreds of people will undoubtedly win, this answer can be regarded as giving him an initial understanding of the White Department, which should be a disciplined army, but the individual soldier ability is not very good.

And this is exactly the case, if the resistance of the white department is in groups, it will form an effective counterattack, but once it is divided, when fighting alone, even the Gara department is not as good as this combat power, which is really not worth mentioning.

Suddenly, Liu Lan found a horse coming towards him, this person is burly, but his beard has turned gray, and the knife in his hand is not a saber used by Xianbei people, it seems to be a ring head knife and it is not similar, and it is not accurate to look like a simple knife, Liu Lan was about to fight, but suddenly heard a miserable cry from one side: "Hundred battle knives? ”

Liu Lan looked back and found that it was Zhang Zheng, his eyes were red and he stared at the Xianbei old man who had been killed, as if an enemy had met, and roared angrily: "Return me to the Hundred Battle Sword!" ”

Sima didn't expect such a situation, so he looked at Zhang Zheng meaningfully and said, "This knife is yours?" In fact, what he meant was why this knife fell into the hands of the Xianbei people, but Zhang Zheng roared in a miserable voice: "This knife is the last general's family heirloom knife, five feet four inches long and three points weighing thirty-seven pounds and six taels. ”

Zhang Zheng rushed past Sima angrily, the saber in his hand was menacing, and he went straight to the door of the man's life, and the Xianbei man also chose to attack for the first time, but he found that the Han people on the opposite side actually ignored it, and it was a knife for a knife, and he was immediately frightened, so he hurriedly put away the knife and changed the attack to defense, but this is the case, although he defended fast enough, but his shoulder was still cut out of a deep blood groove, and only then did he knock the saber aside, which was considered to have escaped a catastrophe.