Three Kingdoms: The Reverse Son of the Guan Family, Dragon Blessing Jingxiang

No wind, very quiet.

Frost is like a knife, and the knife makes people grow old.

Under the pitch-black sky, the gate of Hefei City opened, and eight hundred warriors rushed out of the city like ghosts.

——"Woo woo woo..."

The drums and horns were beating loudly, and the big flag with the word "Zhang" was fluttering in the night wind.

Accompanied by the sound of the horn, the roar of mountains and tsunamis erupted from the entrance of the Dongwu Military Stronghold.

"--clank…"

"——Woo!"

The sound of footsteps and horns rise and fall, like dragons roaring and tigers roaring!

In just an instant, the gate of the Soochow camp was knocked open. Under the cover of night, eight hundred warriors quickly entered the Soochow camp.

"Trouble with him! (Fuck him)"

"It's a piece of shit! (It's a piece of shit that deserves a beating)"

"Too many of you! (I'll beat you up)"

Accompanied by dialects from various parts of Shanxi.

Countless torches were lit, and the high-erected military flag with the word "Zhang" interspersed in the Soochow military camp, overwhelming the sky for a while!

The earth is shaking...

Soochow's camp is also shaking!

The stars above our heads seemed to be shaking!

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

Some of the outermost Jiangdong soldiers screamed in surprise, but their voices stopped abruptly.

Under the moonlight, a terrifying strong wind howled, and a terrifying crescent halberd had pierced their chests!

A trembling feeling surged up from under the feet and instantly spread throughout the Dongwu camp and into the hearts of every Jiangdong soldier. This frightened them all so that their legs went weak and their faces turned pale...

Who would have thought? The defenders of Hefei City unexpectedly came out in a surprise attack?

Jiang Dongbing wanted to ask - are they crazy?

However, the answer is extremely cruel, they are not crazy, but you are!

What made them even more unexpected was that they, the disciples of Jiangdong, fought in a panic, just like a group of sheep fighting against tigers and wolves.

No one can stop that crescent halberd, that spear and spear!

No one is an enemy of the enemy!

Under the leadership of Zhang Liao, the charge of eight hundred warriors was like a wolf among sheep!

At this moment, even the world was losing its luster, as if it was about to stir up the entire Soochow camp.

"Mother Toni!"

The knife penetrated the enemy's chest, and with the blood gushing out of the enemy's chest, the more ferocious "Shanxi dialect" appeared particularly terrifying.

It seems that here, in this land, these Shanxi people are eternally expounding a truth, an irrefutable fact.

That is, as long as they are here, they will not tolerate Jiangdong Biyan's trouble!

——"Shua..."

At this moment, Gan Ning and Ling Tong, who had high hopes from Sun Quan.

Their fragile vanguard army, which had never formed a joint force, had been broken through, and it was like a thousand-mile dam, completely disintegrating and collapsing from this gap!

Blood filled the battlefield.

General Chen Wu, a veteran from the days of Sun Ce, woke up from his sleep.

I just picked up the weapon and haven't had time to put on the armor yet.

The enemy soldiers wrapped in countless fish scale armors had already drawn out their spears.

Before You could react, more than a dozen transparent holes appeared on Chen Wu's body!

Accompanied by the sound of "dong dong", in confusion and fear, he fell to the ground and died!

Soochow general Xu Sheng's weapon was knocked off by these spears. Soochow young general He Qi tried his best to withstand the enemy's spears. Only then did he pick up Xu Sheng's weapon and his last weapon. dignity!

——Smoke and dust billowing.

Eight hundred people, led by Zhang Liao, crossed left and right, attacking back and forth.

There were more and more people around, but Zhang Liao and the eight hundred warriors moved forward without retreating. They had only one goal, and that was Sun Quan Biyaner in the Chinese army's tent!

From the beginning of this battle, Zhang Liao wanted to perfectly replicate Guan Yu's miracle of killing Yan Liang with his white horse.

Fifteen years ago, Zhang Liao, who had just stood up, saw with his own eyes Guan Yu in the midst of thousands of troops, raised his knife and cut off Yan Liang's head.

He was still young at that time, and he was still amazed that he could perform such a "coquettish" operation by "going deep alone"!

It has been fifteen years, and he, Zhang Liao, is no longer young. During his fifteen years of fighting, he tried Guan Yu's "lonely army to penetrate directly to capture the enemy's head" operation again and again, eliminating the contamination and preserving the purity.

The reason for this is that Zhang Liao always has a hot heart!

He wants to seize the title of Guan Yunchang's most heroic hero in Shanxi!

——"Bi Yan'er, take your life!"

Waving the crescent halberd...

Another bloody mist...

At this moment, there was an empty road in front of Zhang Liao. The generosity and courage of the eight hundred warriors made countless Jiangdong soldiers frightened. At this moment, all the Jiangdong disciples could only run for their lives, and no one dared to stop them.

There are still many pursuers behind me...

But they seem to have some kind of tacit understanding with each other. Damn, these people are so good at fighting... Let's just do whatever we want, don't really lose our lives here.

--not worth it!

boom…

The last gate has been overturned, and Sun Quan's Chinese army tent is right in front of him.

At this moment, the eyes of the eight hundred warriors were glowing with green light, and victory was just around the corner.

——"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

The trumpet continued, and the sound of "clanging" footsteps came from the trumpet, and the dust that spread all over the fields instantly enveloped the entire Chinese army tent in Soochow.

——"My son, Sun Quan, accept your fate!"

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In Jiangling City, the government office of Guan Lin, the "thief Cao Li", has taken on a completely new look.

No, to be precise, not a new look, but a new look.

The palace case, the gavel, and the killing stick were gone, and even the "official hat chair" where Guan Lin was sitting was gone, as if it had been stolen by a thief.

I have to say, this gambling thing is extremely addictive. Not only is it addictive, it’s also addictive!

There was no place to sit, so Guan Lin stood. There was no courtroom and no way to try the case, so he started tinkering with papermaking.

Of course, Cai Lun and Saeki made paper for the spread of culture and for generations to come, but Guan Lin made paper, ahem... just for the promise he made to his third sister.

That "prevent side leakage" promise!

Therefore, Guan Lin is not making paper, but making paper with strong "adsorption". If it is weak at all, it will not prevent "side leakage"!

Although this process is very difficult and laborious, but... Guan Lin thought, this sister is still a "domineering" sister. As a younger brother, shouldn't he be treated like a snack?

However, Guan Lin is very poor now, and he definitely does not have the conditions for large-scale manufacturing.

I simply bought some materials and polished some tools myself. Anyway, after Cai Lun of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the principles of papermaking were all the same: beating, pounding, frying, baking...

It is carried out step by step and in a process-oriented manner, without much technical content.

What Guan Lin needs to do is make some slight improvements.

For example, after countless attempts, Guan Lin found an optimal solution, which was...wrap clean cotton fiber and highly absorbent pulp with a soft cloth to make a long strip of cotton pad.

In fact, this was a practice during the Tang Dynasty, and the effects of "Sophism" and "Seven Dimensions of Space" in later generations are incomparable.

However, as far as comfort and side leakage prevention are concerned, it should be about the same.

I don’t know how many days have passed. In short, Guan Lin has been forgetting to eat and sleep. He has been eating and lodging in the court for the past few days... and finally made it.

She stuffed it into a package with great expectation and prepared to go back home and deliver it to her third sister Guan Yinping early tomorrow morning.

Guan Lin was still thinking that the third sister's wave had not passed yet, right?

Just try the effect.

Just at this time, outside the door of the thief Cao Yu's house, the night-time government officials were discussing.

"Everyone says that Jiangdong's army will arrive in Hefei today..."

"Speaking of which, I also bet a hundred copper coins on Jiangdong to win!"

"Haha, I bet eighty! On the other hand, our Cao family has been sold in the court, and tens of thousands of dollars have been bet on Cao Jun to win. Isn't this just giving money to the Mi family's gambling house!"

Hearing this, Guan Lin paused and did not step forward to interrupt them.

It was the reminders from these government officials that made him move his fingers and count the days.

Darling, it doesn't matter. It took me three full days to make this "long strip of cotton pad". Sun Quan even came to Hefei City with his troops, so...

Guan Lin subconsciously held his chin, and while smacking his lips, he moved his eyes downward, looking at the cotton pad in the package, and murmured:

——"So...tonight, in addition to my third sister, Sun Shiwan will also have to be bled severely!"

——"Speaking of which, when my third sister was doing bloodletting, my caring brother sent me cotton pads to pad her with. But when Sun Shiwan was doing bloodletting, who would give him cotton pads?"

Speaking of this, Guan Lin lightly tapped his forehead.

Still the same problem.

Who will give Sun Quan the money?

——'Wu Guotai? 』

——‘Or a foot trainer? 』

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