Zhao Tong turned his head and saw a group of men and horses running towards him in the distance. The leader was a big man with a black beard, wearing a helmet and armor, riding a horse and carrying a sword.
Yu Shunshui below whispered: "General, the person coming is Commander Pan Zhong of the Third Army!"
Zhao Tong sneered: "Isn't he drinking all day long and not caring about the military affairs below? Why are you here now!"
Yu Shunshui rolled his eyes and whispered: "Is it possible that he knew that the general was going to search the tent and rushed over to stop him?"
"Stop?" Zhao Tong snorted coldly: "You want to get a share of the pie, right? I don't discipline you on weekdays, but now you want to take advantage of me. An can make him get his wish!"
Yu Shunshui said hurriedly: "The general is right, I heard that Pan Zhong drinks and has fun every day and never goes to the camp below, but... he does receive a head fee!"
"What's the head fee?" Zhao Tong asked with a frown, having never heard of such a term.
Yu Shunshui hurriedly whispered: "After every battle, everyone under his command has to give him a sum of money. No matter how big or small the official position is, they cannot be exempted."
After hearing this, Zhao Tong thought for a moment and understood the reason why the soldiers below could not be suppressed.
Everyone here is giving money to Pan Zhong, so how can the soldiers still listen to the orders of the officers below? Everyone has given money, why should they listen to you? Just listen to the above! But if the people above collect money from each person, how can they take care of these little soldiers below?
At this time, Pan Zhong had already arrived outside the stronghold. Only when they got closer did everyone see clearly that he looked drunk and his eyes were a little dull. They didn't know how he came here on horseback.
"Whose team are you from? You dare to harass our Third Army. How audacious!" Pan Zhong shouted on his horse.
Zhao Tong glanced at him sideways. Although these commands were not required to go to court, there was no way he was unaware of the fact that he was ordered to conduct internal and external inspections. Such matters would be first reported to the army after the court was over.
Pan Zhong shouted and saw no one answered him, and couldn't help but feel encouraged. He knew about the internal and external inspections, but shouldn't General Li Fei go to him to say hello first when he came to inspect? Why did he lead his troops directly to the barracks!
Although he was a little drunk at the moment, he could not ignore the matter. After all, he had received money per head, and he expected these soldiers to continue to show their filial piety in the future.
So when someone came to report, he stopped drinking and immediately put on his armor and rushed over. As a result, before he arrived, he saw that Zhao Tao was about to search the tent, so he became anxious because these soldiers hid money in the tent. I know, but even if I don't give him the money, I can't let Li Fei take it away!
So he shouted loudly from a distance, but no one paid any attention to him.
Pan Zhong was angry at this moment. He recognized Li Fei at a glance. He had also gone to see Luzhou Lei. How could he not recognize this sweetheart?
Seeing that no one answered, he stopped pretending and shouted again: "Li Fei, what do you want to do? Don't let all your soldiers withdraw!"
Zhao Tong sneered in his heart, didn't he just pretend not to recognize it? At this moment, he even called out his own name. He looked at Pan Zhong and said calmly: "But in front of General Pan?"
Pan Zhong was stunned when he heard this. He was not used to the other party's polite speech. In terms of official position, Li Fei was higher than him. He just called him by his first name just because he was drunk, which was considered disrespectful. Now he felt a little polite when he saw the other party. I regret it and feel that I will be laughed at by my subordinates.
"I am Pan Zhong. I wonder why General Li brought his troops to my place?" Pan Zhong straightened his helmet and softened his words, but did not dismount.
"Nothing else, I just heard that General Pan is very skilled in martial arts and want to compete with General Pan!" Zhao Tong smiled slightly.
Pan Zhong was stunned for a moment on his horse and had a discussion? Aren't you here to inspect and copy money? Why did it become a sparring match again?
But as soon as he thought about it, he understood that Li Fei's people were searching the tent right now. He was afraid that he would stop them and wanted to delay time.
Pan Zhong couldn't help but feel furious when he thought of this. This thief was indeed very scheming. How could he let him get what he wanted? Although Li Fei was indeed very skilled in martial arts, it was a foot fight, not an instant fight!
Bu Zhan admitted humbly that he couldn't beat him, but how could he be afraid of him immediately? Can he still fight with his fists on a horse like he does in the ring?
As soon as he thought of this, Pan Zhong immediately said: "General Li wants to learn from each other, so please get on your horse!"
Zhao Tan smiled, whispered to Yu Shunshui, and then walked outside to Yao Pingzhong.
Yao Pingzhong felt guilty while holding the yellow horse. Now he didn't have much confidence in the yellow horse. Seeing that Zhao Tong was about to mount the horse to compete, he couldn't help but said: "Master?"
Zhao Tong smiled and said: "It doesn't matter!"
After saying that, he got on the yellow horse, took off the iron spear with the bird's wings attached to the winning hook, and then knocked the horse's belly with both legs.
The yellow horse suddenly felt something bad. It moved a few times, very slowly, almost moving forward in three steps. Even Pan Zhong on the opposite side looked at it in a daze, wondering what kind of horse Li Fei was riding?
When they were three feet away, Zhao Tong held up the iron gun and said: "General Pan, swords and guns have no eyesight. If you are injured for a moment, don't blame me!"
Pan Zhong reached out and took off the long sword beside his horse, and said with a gloomy face: "I know that General Li is very good at fighting on foot, but this is not as good as fighting on foot. I am afraid that General Li will be too powerful!"
Zhao Tong smiled and said: "General Pan doesn't know something. I am now even stronger than the horse. Although I may not be able to win against General Du Bo, but against General Pan... maybe a few or two moves will be enough!"
When Pan Zhong heard this, he was immediately furious. Du Bu was the best in horse fighting among Wang Qing's army, and he was willing to be defeated. But Li Fei said that he might not be able to beat Du Bu, but he could defeat him in two or three moves. Isn't this... Humiliate him!
At this moment, he suddenly felt that Li Fei was not being polite to him in his words, but was imitating the sarcasm of those scholars. Fortunately, he had thought that he was too rude just now, and it was simply embarrassing!
Pan Zhong couldn't help but became furious when he thought of this. As soon as he spurred his horse on his crotch, he rushed forward and shouted: "Li Fei kid is bullying too much. Come and get a knife from someone!"
In his hand was a machete, which was one foot long and had a three-foot-long head. The snowflake-like blade shone brightly in the sun.
He was angry in his heart, and before the horse even got close, he chopped it off with a move called "Strike Huashan".
Seeing this, Zhao Tong was about to pull the reins to dodge, but the yellow horse suddenly jumped forward and escaped the knife.
Zhao Tong raised his eyebrows. He didn't know why the horse jumped away. As a result, the time when the two horses were in stirrup was half a minute earlier than he expected.
Even Pan Zhong didn't expect this. He held the machete in his hand and watched the move fade away, when Zhao Tong actually came to his side.
He screamed inwardly, but when he saw that Zhao Tong looked strange, he actually leaned out and punched him in the ribs without using the iron spear.
His body was heavy and he was wearing armor. How could Pan Zhong escape? He was knocked off the saddle by Zhao Tong's punch. He fell down and took a mouthful of wet mud and green grass.
He was ashamed in his heart, but he heard Zhao Tong say: "I overestimated General Pan. I thought it would take two or three moves to determine the outcome, but I didn't expect that General Pan didn't even take a single turn. I'm so ashamed, so ashamed!"
Pan Zhong was about to get up, but after hearing this, he had no nerve. However, he suddenly thought of a plan and lay on the ground motionless. After a few breaths, he snored like thunder.
Zhao Tong touched his chin on the horse, looked at Pan Zhong on the ground and said with a smile: "It turns out that General Pan is drunk. I said why is it so bad? Why don't you come and carry the person back? If anything happens, what will happen to you?" ask!"
The sentry brought by Pan Zhong hurriedly stepped forward, lifting him up and carrying him on his back. Pan Zhong just didn't wake up and was still talking in his sleep, "Bring...bring the wine, and continue to serve this general!"
(End of chapter)
