Fan Li was very happy.
There were several commanders among the Ouchi guards, and he summoned them all.
"Mr. Jin, what are your orders? If we need to go to war, the generals are willing to fight for Duke Jin to the last soldier!"
A commander knelt down on one knee and made an impassioned oath.
The other commanders also knelt down!
They are indeed the soldiers trained by the Fan family, and all of them are brave and loyal.
Fan Li let out a 'poof'.
"Out of your mind?"
"It's none of your business when gods fight? Are you rushing to die?"
The commanders were stunned when they heard this.
The robbers intended to rob the mission's property. As bodyguards, how could they stay aloof?
"Then... what are the instructions for Duke Jin to summon the generals?" a commander asked curiously.
Fan Li grinned: "Have you ever seen the methods of the third level of Mahayana realm?"
The leaders shook their heads.
Fan Li asked again: "Then have you ever seen a powerful Mahayana warrior facing off in military formation?"
The leaders shook their heads again.
Fan Li stretched out his hand and pointed forward: "What a precious opportunity to observe and learn, please give me a careful look and study, don't miss any details!"
"Oh~~~~~!"
The leaders suddenly realized.
"The last general takes command!"
The reckless man is worthy of being the ceiling of the Three Kingdoms' military strength in his previous life.
He led two thousand black armors, and they really fought back and forth with Han Yue, who was in the third level of the Mahayana realm.
The black-armored cavalry are well-trained and constantly changing their formations.
Sometimes attacking, sometimes defending, it can always distract the enemy during the fierce battle between the general and Han Yue.
Fan Li casually held a fruit plate and began to explain leisurely:
"The way to use military force is to use wisdom when the enemy is strong, and when the enemy is weak, use strength."
"If you use troops, you cannot show off your courage when facing a super strong person like the Holy Lord."
"Unity is strength. When we gather water, we form a puddle, and when we gather sand, we form a tower."
"As long as you can flexibly mobilize your collective strength, even if you face a powerful person in the Mahayana stage, you group of golden elixirs will still be able to fight..."
When Fan Lizheng was talking about his success, he saw that all the commanders looked strange.
"What? What I said is wrong?" Fan Li blushed slightly.
As a loyal viewer of the "Hundred Schools Forum" program, Fan Li believed that his military ability was as good as Ma Di and Zhao Kuo.
It's just a matter of talking on paper, and it's absolutely easy to do.
"Ahem, Duke Jin's teachings will always be remembered in my heart."
"It's just that... Holy Lord Hanyue fought against a group of enemies alone. The generals thought that the imaginary enemy should be the two thousand black armored cavalry on the opposite side."
"Hehehehehe!"
In the chariot, Princess Changle's sweet and charming laughter could be heard.
Fan Li's face turned red.
These imperial guards are die-hard fans of the Fan family. Fan Li didn't say it clearly before, but now he simply assigns them directly.
"Just remember."
"From a military perspective, any target can become an imaginary enemy."
"What's more, I and Holy Lord Hanyue have always been enemies rather than friends."
When the guards commanders heard this, their gazes towards Holy Lord Hanyue changed as expected, and they all looked chilling and cold!
Holy Lord Hanyue, who was in the fierce battle, had just gained some advantage when he suddenly noticed a piercing cold light on his back and a murderous intent.
She was secretly surprised and asked: Could it be Fan Li, who dared to sneak attack on this Holy Master?
Holy Lord Hanyue let out a sweet cry!
With his right hand, he waved a spiritual sword that was as frosty as snow, and it actually overwhelmed the Fang Tian Huaji opposite him.
As for the ghost-faced black-armored general, blood also flowed out from the gaps in his armor!
Boom!
There was a sound of thunder, like thunder in the cold winter.
Both sides of the fierce fight retreated a hundred steps away, leaving countless cracks in the ground. There were also dozens of black-armored cavalry corpses scattered all over the ground.
"Damn Fan Li!"
Holy Lord Hanyue retreated completely, unlike General Ghost Face who was covered in blood.
But she knew in her heart that her spiritual energy had been greatly depleted.
Just now, in order to quickly determine the winner, I pushed the power too much, leaving a faint trace of hidden injuries.
"withdraw!!!"
The ghost-faced general was defeated. Seeing that there were three thousand guards on the other side ready to attack, he no longer thought about blocking the road and stealing money.
He turned the horse's head and fled directly towards Chang'an without any attempt to hide it.
When the black-armored cavalry under his command saw their general escaping, they also let out strange screams and dispersed like birds and beasts.
After the battle, Fan Li and the imperial guards remained unscathed.
"How about it?"
Fan Li blinked at Princess Changle, showing a bit of pride.
"The Duke of Jin is wise and wise."
Chang Le gave a perfunctory compliment, but the conversation changed sharply.
"Holy Master Hanyue appears to be unscathed, but the damage is actually considerable. If you mobilize the entire army to engage in a life-and-death fight with her, you are 50% sure that the Holy Master will fall on the spot."
After a brief pause, Changle added: "With this princess in mind, the chance of winning is 60%!"
Fan Li rolled his eyes.
"very good."
"But if we lose the battle, will we all become the souls of Han Yue's sword?"
Princess Changle smiled like a flower: "That's not all. This princess has many ways to protect herself, especially good at escaping."
Depend on!
Fan Li now has the urge to fight with the woman in front of him first!
Unfortunately, there is a huge gap in realm, and it is really impossible to win.
"I choose a truce."
Fan Li glared at the princess and lay down lazily in the chariot, regardless of the etiquette of a monarch and his ministers.
A trace of regret flashed in Chang Le's eyes, but then he smiled happily.
"Reason is indeed your advantage."
She said softly, picked a grape from the fruit plate with her own hands, and put it into Fan Li's mouth.
The green-white jade finger rubbed against his lips.
I don't know if it was intentional or not, but it really made Fan Li's mouth go dry.
Fan Li really doesn't have a gambler's mentality.
Courage is a precious quality.
But unless he was forced into a desperate situation, Fan Li would never imitate the Overlord of Chu and act like the overlord of Chu.
As for Holy Lord Hanyue?
Fan Li only accepts a complete victory, not a miserable victory.
"The whole army moves out and continues to Chang'an!" Fan Li gave the order.
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One hundred miles outside Chang'an City.
Holy Lord Hanyue came out of the world with a cold face and aloofness.
She is also a very beautiful woman, but because she has been lonely since she was a child, is a natural swordsman prodigy and has experienced the warmth of human kindness, she has developed such a cold and arrogant temperament that rejects others thousands of miles away.
After a fierce battle and suffering from hidden injuries, Han Yue thought that Fan Li would sneak attack on her.
She was certain that with Princess Changle's observation skills, she would be able to see through her injuries.
But Fan Li didn't take action after all.
Why?
Does he have morality in his heart and disdain to take advantage of others' danger?
Or are you cowardly and afraid to seize the opportunity to make a desperate move?
"Hmph..." Holy Lord Hanyue said calmly in his heart: "I have never owed any favors in my life. When I want to kill you, I will at least give you a chance to fight with all my strength. I will never attack you secretly."
Holy Lord Hanyue was thinking when he suddenly found that the envoy team had stopped moving forward.
Just as she was about to investigate, she heard someone's voice coming from outside the carriage.
"The General of the Han Dynasty, Yicheng Tinghou, led by Liu Bei, the emperor's uncle in Yuzhou, was ordered to come to greet the envoy of the Chu State."
Holy Lord Hanyue frowned when he heard this: "This person's name is so long and verbose, who can remember it?"
In another chariot, Fan Li finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Liu Bei went out of the city for hundreds of miles to greet him, and he was finally safe.
"Thank you, General Liu." Fan Li got out of the car and held hands with Liu Bei, like old friends he hadn't seen for many years.
"Jin Gong came all the way, thank you for your hard work."
Liu Bei paused for a moment, but then said something shocking.
"Ten days later, during the celebration, my Majesty decided to take action against Dong Zhuo..."
