The night is dawning.

When the eastern sky floated white, the war was nearing its end.

The yellow turbans in the city were basically eliminated, some recalcitrant elements were directly wiped out, and the soldiers of the fifth battalion of the Northern Army were cleaning up the battlefield.

Guangjong County.

Lu Zhiduan sat on his head and smiled.

The next one was a man and a martial artist, each holding his head high, with a smile on his face that could not be hidden.

"Today's killing of the demon Dao Zhang Jiao, all thanks to the merits of Er and others!"

Lu Zhi spoke freely, looked around Chinese Wu of the hall, and his gaze finally fell on Wang Hao, his eyes full of concern.

Liu Bei, who is still at the end of the team, has mixed tastes in his heart, which is very unpleasant.

"Ding! Detecting that Liu Bei's favorability is 0, is it plundering his imperial luck?"

Wang Hao smiled secretly in his heart.

Liu Xuande, Liu Xuande!

Labor and management really love you!

Without thinking, Wang Hao's heart moved: "Plunder!"

"Ding! Plunder the Emperor Qi Luck 1586 points. "

Huh!

Wang Hao felt that 1586 points of imperial luck was a lot.

However, since obtaining Zhang Jiao's more than 30,000 imperial luck, Wang Hao suddenly felt that this guy Liu Bei was no different from a poor bastard.

But no matter how small a mosquito is, it is meat!

This imperial luck, Wang Hao can't not do it!

Lu Zhi continued: "However, tell me, who should be given the greatest credit for this?"

The generals in the hall replied in unison: "Wang !! Hao !!."

Lu Zhi was overjoyed and continued to ask, "Is Wang Hao's position as a riding captain incompetent?"

You will continue to answer: "!! !!

."

"Hahaha!"

Lu Zhi laughed heartily.

Wang Hao hurriedly bowed and said modestly: "If there were no concerted efforts of all the monarchs, Guangzong City would not have been able to take it so quickly, and if you want to say this credit, it should be everyone's!"

Shangshou Lu Zhi nodded silently.

Do things with a high profile, and be a low-key person.

Although Wang Hao's son was born as a county lieutenant, he knows the importance and is good at personnel, and his future future must be limitless!

!

"Come!" greeted Lu Zhi.

"Lu Shuai. The guards clenched their fists.

"Order, go down, and set up a banquet in this county at noon, and let's celebrate." Lu Zhi said excitedly.

"No!" replied the guard.

The army moved in unison.

Ingredients are prepared extremely quickly.

In less than half an hour, the county house turned into a wine banquet scene.

All the soldiers sat down together, toasted each other, pushed cups for change, and bragged and farted for a while.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Wang Hao, as the protagonist of this banquet, the major captains competed to make friends.

The wine bottle in his hand has not yet been put down, and someone else will immediately fill it, it seems that in front of him, there is no gap at all.

Liu Bei stared at Wang Hao with burning eyes!

I can't wait to spew fire from the eyes of the two holes!

The wine in that wine bottle is one bottle after another, and the binge drink does not stop!

It was as if he had drunk not wine, but Wang Hao.

Wine until half-drunk.

Shangshou Lu Zhi suddenly spoke: "Although there is no fun in the army, but since it is a banquet, how can it be less singing and dancing to help the fun, come and come, which general will come to the sword dance to help the big guys!"

The infantry captain flashed out under him, holding his fist and saluting: "The last general is not talented, come to a sword dance, help everyone!"

The crowd applauded in unison and shouted, "Good!"

Snort!

The lieutenant colonel drew his sword and unsheathed it.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

It was a flash of sword light, so it was not majestic and domineering.

Win full applause!

Dance!

The infantry captain clenched his fists and was very interested: "How about we let the newly appointed Tun Cai captain also come for a while?"

The crowd followed suit.

"That's a good idea, I don't know how Tun Riding Captain's martial arts are?"

"Look what you said, I have seen Captain Wang kill enemies, and his martial arts are extremely superb and quite proficient. "

You haven't seen his scimitar, it's definitely a divine weapon, it's so powerful!"

“......"

When this conversation started, everyone's interest became more and more high.

"Captain Wang!

"Captain Wang!

"Captain Wang!

“......"

Shou Lu Zhi also followed suit and coaxed: "Yunyi, come and let the big guy see your martial arts." "

Wang Hao really couldn't shirk, but he was still hangover and not suitable for sword dancing.

Silence for a long time.

Hugging his fists and throwing his hands over: "It's really a fist, I'm already drunk under the bottom, I'm afraid that this sword dance can't dance, if you don't dislike it, give everyone a poem, how?"

Lu Zhitun was curious: "Yunyi is from the army, can he still chant poetry?"

Wang Hao said indifferently: "Don't hide Lu Shuai, the last general studied private school for two years when he was a child, and he understood a little about words, which coincided with today's big victory, and he was interested, and occasionally realized." "

Lu Zhi was overjoyed: "Quickly chant, listen to all the soldiers!"

Wang Hao carried a sword in one hand, wine in the other, drank a bottle, and chanted: "Drunkenly pick a lamp to look at the sword, dream of blowing back the horn company camp!"

Just the first sentence that came out!

All the soldiers were impressed by Wang Hao's talent, and they clapped their hands in unison and praised: "Good!"

Lu Zhi was also surprised!

He really didn't expect that Wang Hao could make such a magnificent poem.

He couldn't help but be attracted by Wang Hao in the hall and listened

to it!

In an instant!

The entire hall is solemn and quiet, and needles can be heard.

"Eight hundred miles under the command, fifty strings of turning over the army melody, battlefield autumn soldiers!"

Recite it!

Wang Hao raised his glass and gulped down the spirits.

"Haha! Good poetry!"

Lu Zhi praised sincerely and looked at Wang Hao for three points.

"The horse galloped fast, and the bow was like a thunderbolt. "

"But the king of the world is in trouble, and he wins the posthumous name before his death, but it happens in vain!"

Wang Hao recited it, and everyone in the hall bowed his hands and retreated indifferently.

The soldiers only felt that this poem was extremely heroic, and they all applauded.

But Lu Zhi at the top burst into tears!

Isn't that last sentence exactly the scene of defeating the yellow turban at this moment and killing the evil for the king?

At 45 years old, he is nearly half a hundred years old!

Isn't it the age at which Shiro happened?

It turned out that this poem was actually given to him by Wang Hao!

This son is really a great talent!

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The author really can't bear it!

Ask the brethren for a wave of support, and we will fight again tomorrow!

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