Li Xiuning is in danger, so Zhang Feng naturally cannot neglect it.

"Little Chan, I want to use 100 lucky draw!"

A large roulette suddenly appeared in Zhang Feng's mind, spinning constantly, with various items, character summoning cards, magical weapons, BMW good horses, and special forces talismans.

"Please start the lottery and wish you good luck."

The roulette began to rotate rapidly, and Zhang Feng was dazzled.

Thinking of Li Yuanba, Zhang Feng's eyes began to shine. This guy is a super talent in the Romance of Sui and Tang Dynasties. If he could draw Li Yuanba's summoning card, the world...haha...

Heaven and earth are spiritual, I want the character summoning card, character summoning card.

"stop!"

With Zhang Feng's response, the lottery roulette also stopped.

"Dong! Congratulations to the host for drawing the magic weapon, the two black iron halberds."

Then a white light flashed, and a pair of dark iron halberds appeared on the table in front of Zhang Feng.

Li Yuanba missed the opportunity. Zhang Feng felt very upset. He got up and came to the table and said distressedly: "Can I let me carry this pair of iron halberds to save people?"

Zhang Feng held an iron halberd in his right hand and wanted to raise it with one hand, but found that he could not raise it at all.

Is it really impossible to tie a chicken?

Zhang Feng was so angry that he used both hands and then raised an iron halberd.

"Dong! The magic weapon and sharp iron halberd, the left halberd is 60 kilograms and the right halberd is 66 kilograms. It is refined by meteorites outside the sky and is invincible."

The double halberd is 126 kilograms, so heavy, it is for a bird.

Zhang Feng felt that he was cheated by the infinite lottery system. Looking at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, there were not many generals who used the double halberds.

The Taishi of the Eastern Wu counted one.

Jinfan thief Gan Ning is one.

Another one is the ancient evil Dianwei. This guy is a master who uses the double halberd and is extremely powerful.

Wait...Dian Wei?

Logically speaking, Dian Wei should be in the army under his father Zhang Miao, but why doesn’t Zhang Feng have any shadow of him in his mind?

No, Dian Wei can't run away.

After Zhang Feng was dressed neatly, he walked straight to his father Zhang Miao's courtyard.

The servant who was commanding at the door saw Zhang Feng coming out, bowed respectfully, and the leader said attentively: "Young Master, where are we going to stroll today? I heard that a talented woman came to Wangchun Tower today. Not only did she play the piano well, but she was also graceful. Why not let's go and see..."

This person is Zhang Feng's follower Huo Lei, and he has a very similar smell.

Zhang Feng glanced at Huo Lei who was attentive and said suddenly: "Go, what nonsense? You think I am Ximen Qing, you love the other one when you see each other! Young Master, I have the world in my heart. How can I mess up the rules for a woman in the world? Let's go and go with me to find the master."

Huo Lei looked at Zhang Feng strangely, rubbed his eyes again, without any blurry eyes, this is the young master! But this woman who was still full of mouth yesterday, why did this change today? Who is Ximen Qing?

Was the young master frightened by the nightmare?

Huo Lei shook his hand in front of Zhang Feng again, stretched out a finger, and asked, "Young Master, are you scared by the morning nightmare? What do you think this is?"

Zhang Feng's eyes flashed and he flashed behind Huo Lei, kicking him in the butt. Huo Lei was too cautious and fell a dog to eat shit.

Zhang Feng then laughed happily and said, "Young Master, I'm not stupid. I think you are stupid and can't even stand steadily."

Huo Lei stood up and scattered the dust on his body, and smiled and said, "It's good that the young master is fine, it's good that the young master is fine, but the master went to the government office to discuss the matter. It is said that the Yellow Turban bandit Bu has already covered the sour jujube, and the sour jujube can only last for three days at most."

"What? It's only three days? Xiao Lei, go quickly..."

Zhang Feng followed Huo Lei to the prefect's office quickly, and his father Zhang Miao was summoning a group of civil servants and generals to discuss matters.

"Everyone, I just received the urgent information from the sour jujube. The Yellow Turban Qu Shuai has already encircled 20,000 bandit soldiers to encircle the county town. The soldiers guarding the city were killed and injured. They were in danger. Who dared to lead the troops to rescue them?"

Zhang Miao looked around the officials, but no one of them agreed.

Nowadays, there are millions of Yellow Turban refugees, and the momentum is huge. It has reached the point where the talk of tigers is terrified. There are also Yellow Turban bandits everywhere in Chenliu County, ranging from hundreds to tens of thousands. All counties are defending the city and no one dares to go out of the city to take risks.

Seeing that everyone was reluctant to answer, Zhang Miao had to give up and said coldly: "Where is the military officer Zhou Shuang?"

A military general who was about forty years stood up and bowed, saying, "The emperor is here."

"How many new recruits have been recruited? How many soldiers are available in the city? Can we divide our troops to rescue Ziju?"

Zhou Shuang replied: "Two thousand new recruits have been recruited, but the training has not been fully trained yet, so it is not enough to go out of the city to kill the enemy. There are three thousand elite soldiers in the city, but Chenliu needs to stay in, and there is no soldier to distinguish."

Zhang Miao shook his head in disappointment and sighed: "Everyone, can you only watch the fall of the jujube..."

"Father, the sour jujube must be saved, and it must be saved!"

Zhang Feng walked quickly and happened to hear his father Zhang Miao's words, and blurted out his answer.

The subordinate officials all looked back at Zhang Feng, all wanting to see which one was not afraid of death and dared to be the first bird.

Seeing that it was Zhang Feng's answer, everyone felt a sarcastic feeling. Who wouldn't know that Chenliu's prefect Zhang Miao gave birth to a second-generation ancestor who only knows how to fight crickets and is romantic.

Zhang Feng strode in and bowed to Zhang Miao and said, "Father, although the Yellow Turban bandits are numerous, they are not enough to cause trouble. Only one thousand elite soldiers and one general can be lifted out of the siege of sour jujubes."

Zhang Miao originally wanted to scold Zhang Feng, but seeing that he was concerned about the big things in the world today, the sun really hit the west, so he calmed down and asked, "Zhongqing (Zhang Feng's name), if you continue, I want to hear your opinion."

Zhang Feng said slowly: "Father, the Yellow Turban bandit, chasing the root of it, is just a group of poor people who were bewitched by the old Taoist Zhang Jiao. Although millions of people gathered together, due to the lack of training, weapons, armor, and food, they are all a group of mobs. It is really not a problem. As long as the thief head is killed, the Yellow Turban bandits will naturally collapse."

"Zhongqing's words are reasonable, but there are 20,000 thieves in the sour date and yellow turban, so they should not be taken lightly."

Zhang Feng patted his chest and said, "Father, if the child recommends one person, he will definitely be able to kill Bu Yi and kill the thieves of the Yellow Turban."

"Oh! Who?"

Zhang Feng looked around and did not find a big man with a steel-conical beard. It seemed that Dian Wei had not been discovered yet, so he shouted: "Chen Liuji, Dian Wei."

Zhang Miao hesitated: "Dian Wei?"

"Father, this person has the courage of ten thousand men. Not to mention the 20,000 Yellow Turban bandits of Sour Jujube, even if hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban bandits come, Dian Wei can still kill him and retreat."

The subordinate officials were speechless in an instant. This was too horrible and exaggerated.

Everyone looked at Zhang Feng in surprise. Who knew what the second generation ancestor was doing today, and they were talking nonsense.

Zhang Miao also looked at Zhang Feng with doubts. It seemed that this guy was still very frivolous, which was really uneasy.

"Zhongqing, don't talk nonsense. There is no such powerful person in the world."

Zhang Feng looked at the contemptuous eyes of his subordinate officials and snorted coldly: "Father just send someone to find him. I guess he should be in the army at this time, but this person must be my subordinate in the future, so my father is willing to agree."

Zhang Miao looked at Zhang Feng's seriousness. It was rare that this second-generation ancestor was so concerned about the world's major events today. He followed his wish and replied: "If Dian Wei has real talent and knowledge, I will give him a 500-person chief camp, which will be yours."

Zhang Feng was delighted. It seemed that his father Zhang Miao was quite sleek and could not miss the work.

"Zhou Shuang, send someone to the military camp to look for Dian Wei. If you find it, bring it directly."

Zhou Shuang received the order, while the rest of the officials were waiting to watch the show.

Taking advantage of the wait, Zhang Feng ordered Huo Lei to return to his house to get the two black iron halberds from his room. At that time, he would be kind and righteous, and Dian Wei was still impressed.
Chapter completed!