Li Hantong watched the Hu people close the door from a distance and fell into deep thought.
Then, he shouted loudly: "Everyone get off their horses, tidy up their clothes, and pay homage to Emperor Guan."
Li Hantong and all the soldiers arranged their clothes and bowed to Guandi Temple from a distance.
There is a saying: "A red rabbit is among horses, and Lu Bu is among men."
If we look at the value of force alone, Guan Yu is not as good as Lu Bu.
The reason why Lu Bu was despised was because he was a slave with three surnames.
The reason why Guan Yu became a martial sage was not only due to his force, but also his loyalty.
He was loyal and loyal to Liu Bei all his life. Even Cao Cao's high officials and beautiful women could not bribe him.
Of course, Guan Yu's military power is also good. After all, the Five Tiger Generals of Shu, how else could they be worthy of the word brave.
After he was defeated in Maicheng and captured, he sacrificed his life for justice and used his life to express his loyalty, justice, benevolence and courage.
He is the pride of the warriors in the world. If a warrior does not worship him, it means that you are not loyal, righteous, benevolent and courageous.
Li Hantong and the soldiers knelt down on one leg, bowed their hands towards Guandi Temple, and said one after another: "Greetings to Emperor Guandi, we will always be loyal to the little saint in our lives. If we violate this word, thunder will strike from heaven."
On the top of the arrow tower of Guandi Temple, Hadeleki, Zhang Liang, Katalu, Gekar and others observed every move of the chariot battalion.
"If we don't attack now, when will we wait?" Captain Catalu looked at the chariot battalions who had dismounted and worshiped, and asked Zhang Liang.
Zhang Liangyun lightly shook the feather fan in his hand and pointed at the horses of the chariot battalion that had not yet rested in the distance: "We can think of it, and the security team has already thought of it."
Hadelaji squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully, shook his head, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
Zonghou looked at the two stone lions in front of the Jieyifang in front of the Guandi Temple, and frowned: "More importantly, the barbarians are hiding in the Guandi Temple, how can they attack?"
"Don't think about this for now. Don't we still have a force?" Li Hantong looked at the barbarians on the arrow tower and the city wall, thought for a while, and said with a smile.
Li Hanshu looked at Li Hantong, then looked at the barbarians on the arrow tower, and asked thoughtfully: "Is it because I want to see if another chariot battalion has come up?"
"I heard that Commander Yang, let's see which chariot battalion attacked first. Is this really the case?" Zong Hou frowned and looked at Li Hantong and asked.
Li Hantong said nothing and did not comment.
Li Hanshu squinted his eyes, looked at the archery tower carefully, patted his thigh, pointed at the archery tower and said, "There seems to be a barbarian captain of ten thousand men up there. Is it possible that another chariot battalion hasn't attacked yet?"
Zong Hou also squinted his eyes and nodded: "Then let's go and see if another chariot battalion has come up?"
"It seems that we are not the first to capture the position in front of the temple. Let's see what the chariot battalion of the security group has to say." Wang, the commander of the second formation, slapped his thigh fiercely and couldn't help but laugh after finishing his words.
Wang Gen, the commander of the burst, thought for a while and shook his head: "It's hard to say. Maybe they attacked earlier, maybe they haven't attacked yet."
"Go, go, go, how could you, a Sangmenxing, say such unlucky words?" Wang Meng waved the fist in his hand towards Wang Gen.
Wang Gen hurriedly hid behind Zhang Han, the leader of the third formation, and shouted to Zhang Han: "Zi title (Zhang Han), tell me a fair word, have they already attacked?"
"How do I know this? You'll know if you go over and take a look." Zhang Han glanced at Li Hanshu and shook his head.
Zong Hou nodded: "Go over and have a look. Have they come up? Who is guarding here?"
"Zimu (characterized by Li Hanshu), I'll leave this matter to you." Li Hantong bowed solemnly to Li Hanshu.
After all, Li Hantong was the boss. He hurriedly stepped aside and saluted: "I don't dare, it's just my duty as a subordinate."
Li Hantong took ten of Zonghou's soldiers and a group of troops and set off from the south to the north of Guandi Temple.
He went to the north gate for two purposes. One was to see how many gates there were in the Guandi Temple and how the barbarians were defending them. He also wanted to see how the other chariot camp was progressing.
As Li Hantong walked, he observed that there were no other gates in Guandi Temple, which made him feel a little relieved.
As he walked and looked at the city wall, he fell into deep thought.
When Li Hantong came to the back door of the north gate, he heard a hearty voice from far away: "To be honest, I came just in time. I was just going to find you. It seems that I can save myself the trouble of running away."
This person was talking and running over.
Seeing Chen Yu opening his arms in a welcoming gesture from afar, Li Handong smiled bitterly in his heart, but his face was full of surprise.
"Ziyu (Chen Yu's character), long time no see. I really want to get drunk with Ziyu." Chen Yu said and immediately dismounted.
He also opened his arms and ran towards the person, and the two hugged each other tightly.
The two patted each other on the shoulders. Chen Yu carefully looked at Li Hantong's dark face and laughed loudly: "Why did Zhongzhi become a black-faced general?"
"Both each other, Ziyu has become a black-faced general, isn't it?" Li Hantong looked at Chen Yu and also laughed.
The two sides laughed at each other and felt much more cordial.
Li Hantong thought for a while and couldn't help but ask: "When did Ziyu come up?"
"It took about half a stick of incense. When did the heavyweight come up?" Chen Yu answered casually and then asked casually.
Li Hantong said a little embarrassedly: "We arrived a quarter of an hour ago. It seems that Ziyu arrived early."
"Everywhere, they all arrive at the same time, arrive at the same time." Chen Yu shook his head and emphasized the last two sentences.
Li Hantong bowed his hands and expressed respect: "Ziyu arrived early, have you thought of any way to attack?"
"Why did you arrive early? We obviously arrived together." Chen Yu returned the greeting with an unhappy look on his face.
Li Hantong couldn't help but feel overjoyed when he saw that the other party was not faking it, with a grateful look on his face: "Yes, yes, we will arrive together. Has Ziyu thought of a way to attack?"
"It seems that Zhongzhi is already confident and can't wait to attack here." Chen Yu looked at Li Hantong, his eyes full of smiles.
Li Hantong glanced at the Guandi Temple, saw the smile in Chen Yu's eyes, and understood what he was thinking.
He said in his mouth: "Let's try it with two people and see if they are consistent."
After speaking, Li Hantong dipped the fingers of his right hand into his mouth and wrote a few words on his left hand.
"This method is very good." Chen Yu nodded, dipped his fingers in saliva, and also wrote a few words on his left hand.
The two opened it at the same time, looked at the words in each other's hands, and couldn't help laughing.
Zong Hou and Xiong Zhengjie were both the chief clerks of the chariot battalion, but one was from the Sichuan Protector Army and the other was from the security group.
Both of them are men of letters, so their meeting etiquette is naturally different from that of military generals.
Hugging is something only vulgar warriors can do, and we literati are not into that kind of thing.
Not only are they polite, but they are also very particular about their appearance.
If you are not neatly groomed, it is disrespectful.
Zonghou had wiped his face with a towel before he came, and Xiong Zhengjie asked his soldiers to go to the mountain to fetch water and wash his face cleanly.
"I've just met Ze Zhi." Xiong Zhengjie saluted Zong Hou respectfully.
Although both of them are chief clerks, Zonghou is a few years older than him, so he naturally has to bow first.
Zonghou also hurriedly returned the gift, his tone full of envy: "Congratulations to Dezhi for becoming a marksman, for your great contribution to killing Hu Li in the chariot camp. Brother Yu is ashamed of himself."
"How dare you, how dare you, where, where, just a vulgar martial artist. Yixiao is generous." Xiong Zhengjie shook his head and waved his hands.
He pointed to the newly built barracks and said, "Izuku is so out of touch. Please come in and have tea."
His barracks not only had floor bunks, but also a portable coffee table.
This coffee table can be folded and is extremely convenient to carry.
He is a literati who especially likes to drink tea and often takes tea without leaving his body.
Stools are inconvenient to carry, but mazas are different. They can be put together and inserted on a chariot or a war horse.
Of course, there were no stools, but there was a mat. The two of them sat on the mat and drank tea together.
Although Xiong Zhengjie is the chief clerk, he likes to fight, otherwise how could he become the commander of the Shadowless Cannon.
Zong Hou's eyes were still full of envy: "You are both civil and military, and God allows you to be talented. Brother Yu also wants to do this, but his eyes are not good and his body is not good. After thinking about it, I have to forget it."
"Brother Xian doesn't want to belittle my little brother. I often see Brother Xian's great work in the newspapers." Xiong Zhengjie said hurriedly.
The two of them were humble to each other, and while drinking tea, they exchanged their results and experiences.
Zong Hou thought for a while, looked at the movements of the two camp leaders outside, then looked at the Guandi Temple, and couldn't help but sigh.
Xiong Zhengjie looked at Zonghou while drinking tea, and was quite puzzled when he heard him sigh.
He put down the tea cup and bowed his hand to Zong Hou: "Brother Xian's chariot camp not only captured Tian's Villa, but also received the gratitude of Tian Yuanwai's calligraphy. He has already reported it to the little saint. His rise to the top is only a matter of time. I don't know why I sigh?"
Speaking of this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, why didn't they encounter good things like calligraphy from literati?
"The matter is over and not worth mentioning. You are even more powerful and made the barbarian captain surrender." Zonghou complimented him, then turned around and said, "Brother Xian, although Emperor Guan is a Martial Saint, but the two sides are fighting, everything will be over." How can I explain it to the world's scholars when I beat the temple into a mess?"
"Brother Xian is right to be worried. Unfortunately, we are the chief administrator, and fighting is the business of the camp leader. It's not easy to interfere with this." Xiong Zhengjie thought for a while, but shook his head.
Zonghou frowned, took a deep sip of tea, put down the cup, and suddenly stood up.
He saluted Xiong Zhengjie and asked at the same time: "What's wrong with the literati? Do you dare to ask, cultivating one's character, governing the country, and bringing peace to the world is what the literati in the world pursue?"
"Of course, it is the lifelong pursuit of our generation of literati." After hearing this, Xiong Zhengjie stood up in a hurry, stepped aside to give in, and returned the gift deeply.
Zong Hou nodded. It seemed that Xiong Zhengjie had not forgotten his roots as a scholar.
"The matter of the Martial Saint is the matter of the world's literati, and it is also the matter of our literati." He pressed forward and asked, "I would like to ask, can you guarantee that there will be no destruction of statues and cultural relics in the attack on Guandi Temple? "
"This little brother can't guarantee it. In a battle between the two sides, casualties are inevitable, let alone cultural relics?" Xiong Zhengjie wiped the sweat from his forehead and shook his head.
Zong Hou nodded and continued to press: "It is the little saint's long-cherished wish to expel the Hulu. Naturally, we will work for the little saint. But if the reputation of the little saint is damaged due to the incident at Guandi Temple, we, the literati, will be able to bear it in our hearts. Is it okay?"
"Brother Xian taught you a lesson, and my little brother has learned it." Xiong Zhengjie bowed respectfully to Zong Hou and then asked, "What's the plan?"
"We need to consult the leaders of both camps in person on this matter. If we have any questions, it is not too late to report them." Zonghou said while returning the courtesy.
"It turns out that the elder brother wants to drag the younger brother into the water." Xiong Zhengjie thought in his heart, but he could not say these words. Then he thought, "But this matter concerns the little saint, so we must not retreat."
"It is true that this matter should be dealt with from the overall situation." Xiong Zhengjie immediately said with great righteousness: "As long as the Guandi Temple is damaged, we, the literati, will intervene."
The two smiled at each other and reached a verbal agreement.
Sure enough, Chen Yu invited Li Hantong, Zong Hou and formation commander-level officers to his camp to discuss matters.
Chen Yu coughed, opened the map and hung it on the camp tent, and explained the tactics and methods for reaching an agreement with Li Hantong.
"I would like to report to the two camp leaders that we are thinking about a problem." Zonghou bowed to the two camp leaders and raised his objection, "The biochemical bomb is indeed good and has a powerful effect. It was used last time at Tian's Villa. . But there is a tunnel in Tian’s Villa that catches the barbarians by surprise.”
After saying that, he glanced at Xiong Zhengjie, not to show that he was weak.
"I would like to report to the two camp leaders that this time is different from last time. Not only is there no tunnel, but it is also the world-famous Guandi Temple." Xiong Zhengjie also bowed his hands and then continued Zong Hou's topic, "If something happens to the Guandi Temple, it's hard to keep your conscience. People jump out and pick a fight.”
Zong Hou did not stop talking. He bowed his hands and continued to talk: "Zhaojiazhuang and the security team are famous all over the world, and the little saint is even more famous all over the world. Now the court is very suspicious of the little saint. If they are not afraid of anything else, they are afraid of Zhaojiazhuang and Zhaojiazhuang. The security corps, the little saint’s hard-earned reputation has incalculable consequences.”
Chen Yu and Li Hantong looked at each other and fell into deep thought while drinking tea.
They had already expected that the two chief clerks would object, but they did not expect that the chief clerk would also bring in the Zhaojiazhuang security team and the little saint.
"We suggest that since this matter is related to the Guandi Temple, the reputation of the security group Zhaojiazhuang and the little saint, we should report it to the military advisor." Zong Hou and Xiong Zhengjie looked at each other and made this suggestion.
After all, they are the chief clerks, not the camp leaders. They only have the right to make suggestions, and the decision-making power is still in the hands of the two camp leaders.
Chen Yu and Li Hantong also looked at each other, nodded, and said: "This matter involves Zhaojiazhuang, the security team, and the reputation of the little saint. It should be reported."
In a room named Chongning Palace, Hadleji drank tea, looked at the map, and fell into deep thought.
Zhang Liang didn't dare to go far, and while drinking tea, he looked at Hadleji carefully.
At this time, the guard captain Shkole held a letter in both hands.
But this letter is very strange. It is attached to an arrow.
He came in respectfully and reported: "Tell the general, here is a letter from the general."
"This is not the base camp, but I still believe in it. What's going on?" Hadleji felt deeply strange and kept his eyes on the map.
Zhang Liang glanced at Shi Kele, thoughtfully, and then lowered his head to drink tea.
Apart from the security team, who else can shoot letters in from the outside now?
It is not difficult to imagine what the content is. It should be a letter of persuasion to surrender or something like that.
Although they were trapped in Guandi Temple, they still had 3,000 troops in hand, and it was Guandi Temple that was taboo to the Han people.
With the amulet of Guandi Temple, Zhang Liang was able to conclude that the security team did not dare to attack forcefully.
After all, Zhaojiazhuang and the security team are famous all over the world, so they should cherish their feathers no matter what.
They didn't dare to attack forcefully, so they only came softly, so the letter of persuasion to surrender was very normal.
He guessed that it was a letter to persuade him to surrender, but he did not dare to say it out loud.
After all, it was his idea to take advantage of the thick fog to sneak into Xi County this time.
If he came forward and told him, Hadleki would be so angry that he would sacrifice his good head to the flag.
Captain Leiter thought for a while, then he bit the bullet and stepped forward and bowed his hand: "General, no matter what the content is, let's take a look at the reason."
Among the three thousand captains, he is the oldest and can be said to be the most trustworthy person in Hadleji.
"Then read it, what's the content?" Hearing this, Hadlucky raised his head from the map and looked at Leiter.
