Zhang Fang hit the stimulus, and his face, which was originally swollen from Sun Ce, suddenly lost its blood. He glanced at Wulu, his eyes full of regret.

Wulu is a little gloating. What have you done long ago? I was beaten up in vain. I told you countless times along the way that Sun Ce’s martial arts are not good, but very good. You must not believe it, and it’s okay if you can’t bear it, but you dare to provoke it. You are really impatient to live.

Although he was extremely tired of Zhang Fang, Wulu still laughed with her, pulled Sun Ce aside, and bowed repeatedly. "General, misunderstanding, misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding?" Sun Ce hung the long sword again and joked: "What misunderstanding? Is it because your Yellow Turban Army is so straightforward or why?"

Wulu blushed. "General, most of the Yellow Turbans are from common people. They don't know etiquette and don't have any words. They call their names or even nicknames. Zhang Fang's name is rude, but he has no intention of offending. He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he was spoiled by Zhang Dashuai. He always thought he was a master. He heard that someone had good martial arts skills, so he..."

"Oh, you are used to calling him by his name directly? Then, why is he anxious when I call him by Zhang Yan's name?"

"This... the general doesn't know that General Zhang is famous in our Black Mountain Army. He calls him the Grand Marshal, and has never called him the Grand Marshal. He has never been a mountain since he was a child, and he thinks that everyone in the world is like this."

Sun Ce laughed "Puchi". "So, am I wrong?"

Wulu bowed repeatedly and smiled very unnaturally. "How could the general be wrong? He didn't understand the rules first. The general taught him a lesson for him." Zhang Fang had just been helped up. After hearing Wulu's words, he stared at him anxiously. Just as he was about to refute, Wulu raised his leg and kicked his shin, which made him sigh and never dared to say anything again. Wulu winked Zhang Fang and said, "Young Marshal, are you really lucky. When will a master like General Sun teach people how to sword skills with his own hands? After returning, you must think carefully and try to understand some truth from it, which will make you among the masters in the future. Yu Du and Kucheng are not your opponent. Why don't you thank General Sun quickly."

Zhang Fang rolled his eyes when he said it, so depressed that he was about to vomit blood. I was beaten by him, but could he be grateful to him? He ignored Wulu, but he remembered the current situation of the Black Mountain Army, especially Yu Du and Ku Ke troops trapped in Junyi City. He had to suppress the sweetness in his throat and barely lowered his head to Sun Ce, but he could not say anything about the thanks.

Wulu is still waiting for it, Sun Ce waved his hand and pulled him toward Zhu Yan. "Okay, the child is ignorant, so don't worry."

Wulu smiled awkwardly and glanced at Zhang Fang. Zhang Fang stretched his neck and saw Hong at the corner of his mouth. Zhang Fang was in his early twenties, a few years older than Sun Ce, but Sun Ce said that he was an ignorant child, and he would inevitably be so angry that he vomited blood. However, his skills were not as good as others, and he could not beat Sun Ce. The situation forced him to bow to Sun Ce. No matter how bitter he felt, he had to swallow it.

Wulu was worried, but had to follow Sun Ce's words and said. "General, the war is tense, and General Zhang cannot come in person. He specially sent his eldest son to meet the Taiwei and the General. He also asked the general to understand his painstaking efforts. He said a few words in front of the Taiwei and sent troops as soon as possible to rescue Yu Du and the Ku Chief."

"Is the situation very tense?" Sun Ceman said carelessly.

"It's not just nervous, it's just a stake."

Sun Ce didn't say anything. He probably wouldn't be in good condition, otherwise Zhang Yan wouldn't send his son Zhang Fang. It's just that Zhang Fang, a second-generation thief, looks ignorant and cannot speak well without beating him. Besides, what he needs is to negotiate face to face with Zhang Yan, and it's not like this, but Zhang Yan ignores him and is in a bad mood, so he naturally has to vent his anger on his son.

When the two came to Zhu Jun, Sun Ce gave Zhu Jun a wink. Zhu Jun nodded quietly without saying anything. Sun Ce beat Zhang Fang and Wulu spoke carefully. He saw it all. Without Sun Ce saying anything more, he knew that the goal had been achieved.

"Sit down and talk about the situation in Montenegro."

"Here." Wulu entered the mat, bowed her waist and handed her hands to explain the situation in Montenegro.

Heishan is located in the mountains between Dangyin and Linwu. It is not far from Yecheng. It is surrounded by mountains, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack. There is no road to go in the mountains. It takes half a day to cross the mountains to get out. There are some basins of all sizes in the mountains, with suitable climate and sufficient water sources. People have entered the mountains to live in the mountains and clear up land and farm. In recent decades, there have been more and more people entering the mountains. After the failure of the Yellow Turbans, some of the remaining troops turned to Taihang Mountain, and Heishan also became an important stronghold. Because of the good environment, the Yellow Turbans here have the largest number and the strongest strength. Therefore, the remaining troops in the Taihang Mountains are named Heishan and Zhang Yan is the commander. In fact, Zhang Yan’s base camp is not in Heishan, but in the Xishan area north of Yecheng.

At the beginning of the year, Zhang Yan cooperated with Gongsun Zan and sent Yu Du and others to attack Yecheng. He thought that Gongsun Zan could defeat Yuan Shao and that the Heishan army could divide Hebei with Gongsun Zan. Unexpectedly, in the battle between Jieqiao, Gongsun Zan was defeated. Not only did the goal of dividing Hebei was lost, but Zhang Yan also became a thorn in Yuan Shao's side. After Yuan Shao returned to the army, he was stationed in Dangyin City and sent his generals Tuo Yi and others to the mountains to fight.

If it was just a war, Zhang Yan was not worried about Yuan Shao. Because the terrain in the mountains was complicated, the road was difficult to walk, large vehicles could not pass, and they could only carry their backs on their backs. Logistical supply was difficult, and Yuan Shao could not hold on for too long. Even if Yuan Shao had strong troops, the Heishan Army could use the advantage of familiar terrain to retreat into the mountains for a while and wait for Yuan Shao to retreat. But this time, Yuan Shao did not compete with Zhang Yan for the terrain, but instead rushed to the mountain basin to seize the food from the basin. In this way, Zhang Yan could not leave and could only stick to it. If these grains were robbed by Yuan Shao, or simply burned them in a fire, the Heishan Army would go hungry this year, and I don’t know how many people would die.

There are two main reasons for the current dilemma: one is that the result of the Battle of Jieqiao was unexpected, and the other is that the Hanoi Prefect Zhang Yang formed an alliance with Yuan Shao, which made the Black Mountain Army attack the enemy from both sides. Dangyin belonged to Hanoi County, and if Zhang Yang did not agree, Yuan Shao would not be stationed here for a long time. Zhang Yang formed an alliance with Yuan Shao and intercepted the Black Mountain Army in the Gongxian area, which prevented Zhang Yan from coming out of the mountain, which directly led to Yu Du and others facing the danger of the destruction of the entire army.

After Wulu finished speaking, Zhu Jun glanced at Sun Ce. Sun Ce sneered: "Mr. Zhu, they are not kind-hearted. Rescue the poison and the bitter chief. Do we still need to move north to march into Hanoi and send them back to Montenegro?"

Zhu Jun didn't say a word, his face looked even worse than the bottom of the pot.

Wulu gritted her teeth and remained silent for a while. "Mr. Zhang said that if Mr. Zhu was willing, the Ku Chief tribe would not have to go back to Heishan. If Mr. Zhu was dispatched, he could farm in Henan or follow Mr. Zhu west to serve the king."

"Where is Zhang Yan?" Sun Ce was aggressive and refused to give up and swears to the end. "He is the General of the Central Army of Pingnan appointed by the imperial court. Now that the emperor is in trouble, he sits aside, so why is he called General of Pingnan?"

"General, not Marshal Zhang..."

Sun Ce shouted sternly: "What Marshal Zhang? Does he still treat himself as a Yellow Turban Thief?"

"Uh, Zhang Pingnan..." Wulu felt bitter in her mouth. She was under the low eaves and had to bow her head. "General, Zhang Pingnan did not want to sit there and watch the emperor covered in dust, he was really powerless. Even if he wanted to follow Mr. Zhu to serve the king, he had to be able to get out of the Black Mountain."

"If he could walk out of Black Mountain, would he be willing to follow Mr. Zhu to serve the king?"

"Well..." Wulu pondered for a long time and gritted her teeth. "Yes, as long as Mr. Zhu can subdue Zhang Yang and make Zhang Da... unable to get out of the Black Mountain, he will be willing to send someone to serve the king with Mr. Zhu."

"Send someone? He is so arrogant. Gong Gong is a general in charge of the Grand Marshal. He is going to go there in person. He is a small general in the peacekeeping mission?"
Chapter completed!