The grass on Yangping Mountain unknowingly changed from light green to dark green, and was unknowingly blown by the autumn wind. The rice fields in the river valleys turned into endless golden carpets. After tens of thousands of people harvested for several days, only short straw was left, and then plowed into deep ditches to plant wheat, waiting for the arrival of winter.

In spring and autumn harvest, Hanzhong ushered in a season of great harvest, and Wei Ba also ushered in fruitful results. After several months of hard training and Zhao Yun's careful guidance, the young man who had been breathing after running for a few steps half a year ago is now fierce and can run from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain in one breath. If he hadn't been taking care of the little maid in the green face, he might have been able to get faster.

Out of respect for Zhao Yun, Dunwu and other guards could only wait halfway up the mountain and could not see Wei Ba's learning process. Similarly, Wei Ba would not reveal any content to them, so the only one who could follow Wei Ba up the mountain was the little maid in the green face.

After following Wei Ba for half a year, Peng Xiaoyu seemed to have become a different person. In just half a year, she crossed the budding stage and entered the flowering season directly, becoming a graceful and graceful... ugly woman. There is no way. Although she is now also concave, convex, convex, and rosy face. Unfortunately, the blue spot on her face also grew vigorously, destroying all beauty, making people look at it for the first time... she doesn't want to take a second look.

"Major General, Major General, wait for me." Peng Xiaoyu shouted while panting.

"Hurry up." Wei Ba was not idle even when he walked. Master Zhao Yun once said that the purpose of practicing boxing was to turn all moves into instincts, so that it could be natural when used, and there was no need to think about it. So he also took steps to punch when climbing the mountain. It can be said that he did not climb up, he "fighted" all the way.

Despite this, Peng Xiaoyu still couldn't keep up with him.

Of course, I have paid countless sweats, including countless losses, such as punching my father's new armor and then being beaten up. However, the gains are also gratifying. When it comes to fighting alone, not only is his younger brother Wei Wu not his opponent, but even his elder brother Wei Feng dare not be too careless, otherwise he will lose ugly.

Turning over the hillside and coming to the huge rock, Zhao Guang, dressed in strong clothes, turned around from the edge of the cliff and said with a smile: "Ziyu, you have to leave some way for others to live. If you work so hard, we brothers will be under a lot of pressure."

Wei Ba was stunned and then laughed: "Zhongde, why is it you? Master has something to do?"

"Well, my father has a meeting to attend today, so let me break up with you. He said that you have already practiced your basic skills very well, and now you can move on to the next step." Zhao Guang said as he rolled up his sleeves, "Come on, let me try your skills, see if you are really as my father said, a genius who learns from one example and can turn straight into a curve."

Wei Ba was ashamed. He had experience in his previous life and had read countless novels and movies that were mixed with true and falsehood. Of course, people who are heirlooms in one and a half of the moves are much more knowledgeable than those who are now heirlooms. When Zhao Yun taught him boxing, he always emphasized that boxing was like a spear method and focused on the center straight into the center, he occasionally said some principles about Tai Chi, but he didn't expect Zhao Yun to take it seriously and kept thinking about this issue. However, Wei Ba only pretended to be a cloud hand, and he didn't know anything else, and of course he couldn't tell too much about Zhao Yun. Despite this, Zhao Yun still praised him, saying that this was simply a fantasy idea and was beyond the reach of everyone. Perhaps he often talked about Zhao Guang's brothers, and Zhao Guang was so long-winded that he came to play Wei Ba's joke today.

"Just fight here?" Wei Ba looked at the huge rock less than two feet in a radius and became a little worried. What if he missed and fell down?

"Of course, you practice here every day, are you still worried about falling down?" Zhao Guang looked at Wei Ba jokingly: "Are you scared?"

"What am I afraid of? I am afraid of hurting you." Wei Ba smiled with courage. Of course, he didn't believe that Zhao Guang would take his life. This was just the beginning of another level of practice.

"That's good, let's start." Zhao Guang waved, and Wei Ba walked to the huge rock, and almost all his body had a cliff. After several months of practice, he could be as stable as Mount Tai when he was alone, but today he was a little scared. But when facing Zhao Guang, he refused to show weakness.

Zhao Guang put away his fist, lowered his face, frowned and said, "Ziyu, how did my father teach you? Have you ever said that the brave are afraid? Those who know others are wise, and those who know others are wise. A gentleman is out of nature, does not fight for his will, and does not seek vanity."

Wei Ba was stunned for a moment, then felt a little embarrassed. He leaned inward, so that his heart would no longer be beating like a drum. Then he said with a stern expression: "Thank you, senior brother, please."

Zhao Guang then calmed down his face, turned his back to the edge of the cliff, and opened his fist. The seriousness on his face was swept away, and there was a little strange pride. When Wei Ba saw it, he immediately understood that Zhao Guang stood with his back to the cliff, which seemed dangerous, but in fact it was safe, because he didn't need to worry about falling off the cliff with too much force, and he could do his best. However, when facing the cliff, he always had to worry about running too hard and rushing out all at once would inevitably shrink his hands and feet.

Although he learned boxing and military tactics with Zhao Yun for more than half a year, he still suddenly revealed his stuff when it came to practical application. When choosing a battlefield, he showed that he was inferior to Zhao Guang.

"Senior brother, are you too sinister?" Wei Ba said with a wry smile: "It's fake to care about me, and it's true to grab a good position."

"The soldiers are never tired of cheating and seizing favorable terrain. It is the common sense of generals. Who did not notice it?" Zhao Guang smiled slightly and suddenly exerted force to attack. Wei Ba did not dare to be negligent and concentrating on his mind. The two were about to part with each other. Zhao Guang had no worries and could do his best, but Wei Ba was worried that he would rush down the mountain and dare not let go. As soon as the two fought, they decided to win and lose. Wei Ba was beaten by Zhao Guang and took two steps back.

"Come again!" Wei Ba shook his arms and shouted loudly.

With a "bang!", the two fought again, and Wei Ba took two steps back.

Wei Ba blushed, roared, and went up again. Zhao Guang smiled proudly and came forward again. But when he saw the smirk in Wei Ba's eyes, he immediately realized the danger, but it was too late. Wei Ba was already five or six steps away from the edge of the cliff at this time, so he didn't have to worry about excessive force at all. He tried with all his strength, and the speed was a little faster than the two times just now. Zhao Guang succeeded twice, a little careless, and was successfully shot by Wei Ba, and took two steps back in a row. Although he knew that he was two steps away from the edge of the cliff behind him, he also made him sweat a coldly.

"How?" Wei Ba squeezed his eyes: "Is this a move that can lure the enemy deeper?"

Zhao Guang laughed and nodded repeatedly. "Not bad, I missed the initiative, don't be impatient or impatient, show the enemy to be weak, lure the enemy into deep, apply military tactics to boxing without revealing traces, and is indeed a genius."

"Here comes again." Wei Bada Nan, he is a genius, he just has more knowledge than Zhao Guang and the others. Just like he beat Yang Yi in mathematics, it was not because he was smarter than Yang Yi, but because he had thousands of years of knowledge accumulation than Yang Yi.

"Come again." Zhao Guang didn't think it was offended, and the two of them practiced against each other on the huge rock. Compared to practicing by themselves, there were more variables in their practice. They not only had to pay attention to their position, but also paid attention to the other party's every move. They could not be at a disadvantage, nor could they really ignore the other party and drove the other party down the mountain. The measure of this made Wei Ba and Zhao Guang dare not relax at all. They must concentrate so that there would be no accidents.

Although they were careful, Peng Xiaoyu, who was beside him, was frightened and didn't even dare to cough loudly, for fear that Wei Ba and Zhao Guang would be distracted and fell off the cliff.

Just half an hour of practice made Wei Ba sweat and tired. Zhao Guang was better than him, but he also showed fatigue. The two of them sat down at the edge of the cliff, blew the mountain wind, Peng Xiaoyu took the prepared wine and food, Zhao Guang took a portion in his hand, smelled the fragrance, and smiled: "I heard from my father that you not only practice boxing well, but you can learn military skills and learn from others, and the snacks you make are also great. I tasted it today, and it is worth the trip."

"This was originally a filial piety to the master, but I didn't expect it to be a good deal for you." Wei Badao: "Will Master come tomorrow?"

"I guess I can't come." Zhao Guang said while eating. He pointed to the continuous military camps at the foot of the mountain: "The autumn harvest is over, and the food and grass for the army to go to the expedition have been almost ready. Next, the Northern Expedition is really about to begin."

"It really started?" Wei Ba was a little surprised. As soon as he came to this world, the Prime Minister was about to make an expedition in the north. After half a year, the Prime Minister was still in Hanzhong, without any movement. Gradually, he couldn't remember that there was such a Northern Expedition. He was really not used to it after Zhao Guang said this.

It turned out that Prime Minister Zhuge was always preparing. The food in Hanzhong was not enough to support the army's operations, so he had to transfer from Chengdu. This was the matter that Zhuge Qiao had been busy with. Now that the autumn harvest was completed, the grain was ready, and the matter of going to the expedition must be truly put on the agenda. In his opinion, the army was dispatched as the beginning. In fact, in Zhuge Liang's heart, the Northern Expedition was far more simple than going out. He had to consider more and more complicated things.

It’s a pity that no matter how complicated he thinks, it’s useless. Not to mention that he goes out of Qishan, even if he goes out of Qishan six times, he can only die before he succeeds, which makes the hero cry.

Wei Ba suddenly remembered that after his father's Ziwu Valley plan was submitted to Prime Minister Zhuge through Ma Su, there seemed to be no reply, and even he forgot about this matter. Now that he is about to go out, will the Prime Minister consider this plan? If he does not accept it, what will his father react?

"Zhongde, guess what strategy will the Prime Minister use to fight the Northern Expedition?"

Zhao Guang blinked and smiled: "You are taking me?"
Chapter completed!