"Lord, I'm from Youzhou. Zhao Feng raised 10,000 troops to attack Jizhou!" Chen Gong reported to Liu Bei with a letter.

"What? Zhao Feng? Then isn't Zhao Feng dead?" Liu Bei looked at Chen Gong in disbelief.

"Zhao Feng is not dead!" Chen Gong shook his head, "He used a trick to deceive everyone!"

"How many troops Yuan Shao has?" Liu Bei asked again.

"There are about 100,000 soldiers available!" Chen Gong looked at the Xinbao, feeling a little unbelievable.

"Hahaha! Isn't this a joke? This Zhao Feng was probably overwhelmed by victory? Ten thousand to one hundred thousand? He thought it out!" Liu Bei laughed, "I'm just waiting for the news of his defeat and retreat!"

"Lord, if Zhao Feng is defeated, Yuan Shao will inevitably take advantage of the situation to attack Youzhou. If Youzhou is obtained by Yuan Shao again, then Yuan Shao will be the dominant family in the north!" Chen Gong said worriedly.

As Chen Gong said, now, Zhao Feng and Cao Cao can compete with Yuan Shao. If Zhao Feng is defeated, Yuan Shao's power and strength will definitely increase sharply, and he will throw Zhao Feng and Cao Cao far away. However, Liu Bei has always been the weakest among the northern princes. In the previous battle, Liu Bei did not have too many benefits. Not to mention the people he ruled, he was poached 300,000 by Zhao Feng. Now that he thinks of Zhao Feng, Liu Bei is so angry that he heard about Zhao Feng's death a while ago, Liu Bei almost set off firecrackers to celebrate!

"This..." After hearing Chen Gong's words, Liu Bei hesitated. Qingzhou is approaching Jizhou. Once Yuan Shao becomes bigger, he will be the first to attack Qingzhou. How should Liu Bei defend at that time?

"Lord, according to the palace's opinion, we should attack Leling or Pingyuan when Zhao Feng was defeated! Even if we can't conquer, Yuan Shao could be distracted and would not conquer Youzhou!" Chen Gong said slowly.

"Yeah!" Liu Bei thought that this was indeed the case, and nodded immediately, "Just do what the public station said!"

"The lord is wise!"

...

In Zhongshan, in Zhen’s mansion, when Zhen Mi received the news of Zhao Feng’s “death”, she burst into tears. If Zhen Yi hadn’t stopped him, Zhen Mi would have almost committed suicide!

In the days that followed, Zhen Mi was crying all day long, and she lost her energy in anything she did. No matter how Zhen Yi persuaded her, it was useless.

On that day, Li Sheng suddenly came to Zhen Mansion.

"I wonder what General Li is doing here?" Zhen Yi was not sure. He also had his own little thoughts in his heart. He thought that Zhao Fengruo was really dead, and he could surrender to Yuan Shao. After all, Liaodong was a mess, and if he surrendered to Liaodong, he would have no future.

"Haha, let me bring up the letter from my lord!" Li Sheng smiled and took out two letters from his arms.

"This...? General Li, I shouldn't ask, lord..." Zhen Yi was shocked. Could it be that Zhao Feng was not dead?

"Of course it's okay!" Li Sheng glared at Zhen Yi, "This letter is for you, this letter is for Miss Zhen! After the mission is completed, I will say goodbye!"

"General Li walked slowly!" Zhen Yi let out a long sigh, and at the same time he was secretly glad that fortunately he did not make the decision so early!

Zhen Yi first tore open the letter Zhao Feng wrote to him and read it word by word. After reading it, he was shocked, but he was silent on the surface, as if nothing had happened, and turned around and walked towards the backyard.

When I arrived at the backyard, I saw Zhen Mi sitting in a daze in the stone pavilion, with a haggard face and a low expression, dazed and dazed, with tears in the corners of her eyes, and I don’t know what she was thinking.

"Mi'er!" Zhen Yi sighed and called out softly.

"Huh? Daddy!" Zhen Mi wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and stood up.

"Hey! This is Zihu's letter to you, so don't cry, Zihu is not dead!" Zhen Yi was also quite distressed when he looked at his daughter.

"What? Brother Feng is fine?" Zhen Mi was overjoyed and quickly tore open the letter. The more she read, the more she became, the more she was happy. Finally, she laughed out loud.

"Hey! The girl is not the only one who stays!" Zhen Yi sighed and turned around and left the backyard.

"Hehe!" Zhen Mi looked at the letter and smirked for a long time. Suddenly folded the letter neatly, then returned to the house and began to wash and dress up.

...

Changshan Zhending, on an unknown mountain, there is a woman with a young face standing next to an old man with a long hair and a young face.

"Xiao Yu'er, Master, I told you that Zihu will be fine, why don't you believe it?" The old man smiled and stroked the woman's little head.

"But, Sister Xueer and the others said that the eldest brother is dead!"

That's right, these two people were Zhao Yu and Tong Yuan. On the same day, after confirming Zhao Feng's "death" news, Zhao Yu locked herself in the house sadly, but later, she thought about it carefully and felt that she could not be so depressed. No matter what the people in Liaodong were, she would avenge Zhao Feng!

So, overnight, Zhao Yu disguised himself from the city and headed straight for Jizhou! But when she reached the boundary of Jizhou, she calmed down. She was alone, although she had some force, but it was definitely not enough to kill Yuan Shao who was protected by everyone.

Now Zhao Yu was a little numb, and she was unfamiliar with the place. What should she do? Suddenly, she remembered that she was Tong Yuan, who raised her brother and sister since childhood! Although Tong Yuan drove them down the mountain at that time, Yan Ming would not see them again, and Zhao Yu was not sure whether Tong Yuan was still on the mountain, so she had to try it out. Zhao Yu rushed to Zhending, Changshan, the mountain she remembered.

Fortunately, Tong Yuan has been there forever and has never left.

After hearing Zhao Yu's words, Tong Yuan was very surprised. How could Zhao Feng die? After hearing Zhao Yu's narration, Tong Yuan smiled slightly and immediately concluded that Zhao Feng was fine!

Although Zhao Yu was puzzled, since Tong Yuan had said so, Zhao Yu nodded suspiciously, but still lived on the mountain, hoping that one day she would beg Tong Yuan to agree to go down the mountain.

"Xiao Yu'er, what do you think this is?" Tong Yuan took out a letter from his arms.

"This is..." Zhao Yu opened the letter, and after reading it, he shouted excitedly, "Brother? So, isn't you dead?"

"Of course, you little naughty guy, Zihu has raised troops to attack Yuan Shao for you. Why don't you go back and see Zihu quickly?" Tong Yuan looked at Zhao Yu lovingly.

The three brothers and sisters of the Zhao family are his favorite, the three most proud disciples, and they are also the ones who have been with him for the longest time. Moreover, these three disciples are Zhao Yun, who is the worst qualified among the other monsters. Zhao Feng has the highest qualifications. When he goes down the mountain, he will probably be even more powerful than his master's martial arts! As for Zhao Yu, if she hadn't been unwilling to work hard to practice martial arts, she would probably not be as good as Zhao Feng! But even so, Zhao Yu has great martial arts. Although she is a woman, she would not suffer any loss if she is against top-class generals.

"Hehe, Master, aren't you going back with me?" Zhao Yu smiled happily, and of course the sorrow between his eyebrows disappeared!

"Haha, old man, I won't go anymore. I'm so comfortable on this mountain!" Tong Yuan shook his head with a smile.
Chapter completed!