Zhang He was drowsy, horse hooves in his ears were like thunder, arrows were like rain, waves of shouts of killing came over, and roared away again, and circled again. He held his halberd and watched countless people fighting around him, constantly dying, and blood flowed, dissolving the earth under his feet. The earth kept melting like the ice of spring, disappearing into the void.

Zhang He's eyes slowly fell to his feet with the blood. He suddenly found himself standing in a pool of blood, with a hole in his abdomen, and blood gushing out like a spring. There was a vast ocean under his feet, and nothing except the sticky blood.

Zhang He was shocked and then began to fall, falling endlessly, blood sprinkled in the air, drowning him. Zhang He was frightened and struggled desperately, trying to catch something, but could not move. He opened his mouth and wanted to scream, but could not make any sound. The sticky blood tied his body like a rope, covered his eyes, blocked his mouth and nose, making his eyes dark and unable to breathe.

"Jun Yi, Jun Yi." A voice sounded in Zhang He's ears. The voice was like a ray of light, illuminating Zhang He's eyes and tearing open the darkness in front of him. Zhang He gasped, opened his eyes, and slowly saw the figure in front of him.

It was Xinpi. After a brief loss of consciousness, Zhang He remembered the last scene before his coma and was very surprised. He saw Pang De rushing over with his cavalry and raised his bow at him. He thought he would die, but he never thought he would still be alive, and he didn't expect to see Xinpi.

Since I could see Xin Pi, I must have been in the Wu army camp.

"Xin...Xin Jun." Zhang He struggled, wanting to sit up and salute Xin Pi. After moving a little, a severe pain came from his abdomen. He looked down and found that his abdomen was wrapped in thick cloth, which was very scoop-up, and clean, emitting a strong smell of medicine.

"Don't move, don't move." Xinpi reached out and pressed Zhang He's shoulder lightly, and said with a smile: "Your injury is too serious. If it is torn apart, it will be very troublesome to ask the doctor to sew the wound again. "Lying down well, let's say a few words."

Zhang He hesitated for a while, nodded, lay down again, and said, "Thank you for not killing me."

"Don't thank me, you want to thank General Pang. If he hadn't saved you, I wouldn't have a chance to see you."

"Ponder?"

"Yes." Xinpi stroked his beard and chuckled softly. When Pang De sent Zhang He back, he was also surprised. He knew that Liangzhou people were resentful of Han Yin's death and always wanted to kill Zhang He, but he was puzzled by Pang De's failure to kill Zhang He. However, he also knew that Pang De was different from Ma Chao. He had a rare benevolent person in Liangzhou. Wen Chou could survive because he was saved. "Jun Yi, you should live without a disaster. You should recover from your injuries. You must do something in the future and repay General Pang's life-saving grace."

Zhang He sighed softly, silent.

Xinpi looked at Zhang He for a moment. "You did not surrender to Wu with the Marquis of Yuan, but chose Liu Bei because of Han Yin?"

Zhang He smiled bitterly and sighed.

"I can understand your worries. But you underestimated the King of Wu and General Pang." Xinpi gently patted his knees, sighing in his heart. They were all subordinates of Yuan's father and son, but now they have returned to Wu one after another. Apart from the general trend, he could not think of any other explanation. Pang De only saved Zhang He's life. Whether Zhang He's knot could be untied, the responsibility fell on his shoulders. "When the two armies fight, casualties are inevitable. Your hard attack does make the King of Wu's Guandu battle not perfect, but this is not your fault. The King of Wu will not blame you for it, and you don't have to worry about it. At present, there is only one thing you need to consider: get up early and make meritorious contributions."

Zhang He turned to look at Xinpi. "Xin Jun, even if King Wu Kuanren doesn't care about me, can Han Yin's sister and brother-in-law spare me? Chun Qiuyi takes revenge, I kill Han Yin, and they kill me and avenge Han Yin is natural."

"What's happening on the battlefield is on the battlefield. If you are still an enemy, they will naturally kill you. If you become Wu Chen, how can they kill you?" Xin Pi was not sure. After all, Pang De had nothing to do with Han Yin. If he could let Zhang He go, it did not mean that Yan Xing and Han Shaoying could let Zhang He go, but he could only say so at this moment, persuade Zhang He to surrender first and let Zhang He become Wu Chen, at least he had the chance to save Zhang He's life.

Zhang He was silent for a long time and sighed. "If the King of Wu refuses to abandon him, he will be a soldier in front of the horse. He will be grateful and will be willing to die."

Xin Pi nodded. Zhang He was a wise man. At this point, he had no choice but to surrender. Zhang He was a rare general, but he had never encountered a real opportunity to play. He would not be willing to die if he had not achieved his achievements. "Jun Yi, you have a good rest and try to recover some physical strength. Then write a letter of guilt. I will send someone to Jianye." Xin Pi patted Zhang He's hand and said meaningfully: "The King of Wu has a lot of talents, and it is not easy to establish a foothold. Jun Yi must have read many textbooks in the martial arts lecture hall, so I don't need to say anything. Work hard!"

Zhang He nodded gratefully to Xinpi. Xinpi's words reminded him very well. This is not a letter of guilt, but also a war law. You must write a detailed and reliable war law based on the teaching materials of the martial arts hall as the standard to prove his insights, so that you can get the favor of Sun Ce. Only by gaining the favor of Sun Ce can he avoid the revenge of Yan Xing and Han Shaoying.

Xinpi didn't say much, so he took care of Zhang He to rest. Zhang He was seriously injured, but it was mainly due to external injuries and excessive blood loss. After a few days of rest, he would take care of his body and he would naturally recover slowly without leaving any disability. He left the big tent and saw Pang De standing not far outside the tent, and was a little surprised.

"Ling Ming?"

Pang De did not speak, followed Xinpi out, left the camp, and asked, "How is Zhang He?"

"He is in good health, after all, he is young and recovers quickly. He is very grateful to you and wants me to convey my gratitude to you."

Pang De smiled and said nothing. Xinpi looked at him, and the more he looked at him, the more interesting he felt. He had not had much contact with Pang De before. This time, Pang De and Zhang Liao led the central cavalry to reinforce, so they had direct contact. After more than a month of time, they did not think that Pang De had any extraordinary features compared to others. He did not expect Pang De to make such a choice.

"Ling Ming, to be honest, I'm surprised that you will save Zhang He."

Pang De smiled, wanting to speak but stopping. He narrowed his eyes, gently kneaded his fingers, and pondered for a moment. "I'm also surprised if I don't hide it from the military advisor."

Seeing that Pang De didn't want to say anything, Xinpi didn't ask.

"Ling Ming has something to do with me?"

"Yes." Pang De rubbed his hands, feeling a little embarrassed. "I want to ask, how do you plan to mention this in Duke Lu's good news?"

"What do Ling Ming have any thoughts?"

"Well, can you not mention it?"

Xinpi was stunned and immediately understood what Pang De meant. It was not important why Pang De let Zhang He go. What was important was that he made such a choice. Lu Su's good news would definitely be necessary, but he could not say it too directly. Yan Xing and Han Shaoying would definitely know the truth, but he would say it too clearly in the good news, and even let Pang De be rewarded for it, which would only intensify the conflict and would not be a good thing for Pang De.

Xinpi looked at Pang De in surprise. After making great contributions, he could take into account Yan Xing and Han Shaoying's emotions to give up. Pang De deeply understands the way of gains and losses, which is definitely not as simple as a martial artist. If his former master Ma Chao, even if he turned against Yan Xing, Han Shaoying would not give up this great contribution.

"Don't worry, I will deal with this matter properly with Du Lu, and it won't make you embarrassed."

"Thank you, the military advisor." Pang De breathed a sigh of relief and bowed.
Chapter completed!