"This is the way to cause disaster, what should we do?" Zhang Hu asked softly.

Zhang Liao's face was bitter, "The turmoil in the capital has nothing to do with us, just do your own thing well. Since ancient times, Wen died and warned Wu to fight to the death. Perhaps Nanyang is the destination of our father and son, cough cough."

"Father, do you want to leave a way out?" Zhang Hu asked meaningfully.

Zhang Liao angrily rebuked: "How can you have two hearts for your father and receive great kindness from the late emperor? Cough cough."

"Don't calm down, the child just said casually." Zhang Hu hurriedly apologized.

Zhang Liao was tired and angry. He fell asleep without eating dinner. The next day, he was listless and continued on the road. When he returned to Wancheng, he was ill and his physical condition worsened every day.

On his deathbed, Zhang Liao called Zhang Hu to the bed to explain his funeral.

Zhang Hu speculated that Zhang Liao and Lan Ji were injured in the battle. After crying, he patted Zhang Liao's chest and promised: "Don't worry, my father, I will kill Lan Ji personally and avenge you."

Zhang Liao shook his head gently, stroked Zhang Hu's forehead and said, "Don't say it's you, no one in the Wei Kingdom is his opponent. Sooner or later, Lan Zhongling will grow into a like Marquis of Wen. In the future, no one in the world can be defeated. My father's own limit is here and there is no other way around. Don't make enemies randomly."

"Oh" Zhang Hu cried like a child again.

"Don't cry, let alone be sad. People will die in the end. My father once was glorious, and this life is worth it." Zhang Liao comforted softly.

"But you are only fifty-five, Guan Yun is much older than you." Zhang Hu burst into tears.

Zhang Liao wanted to wipe away Zhang Hu's tears with his thumb, but unfortunately he didn't have the strength to raise it so high. He could only comfort him helplessly: "People are different. Think about how old Cao Chong lived? You must learn to be content."

"The boy knows it." Zhang Hu knelt in front of the couch and felt very sad.

"Although Yun Chang is old, he is still rising up and down, and the talents of our Great Wei are gradually withering. The Han Dynasty is stronger and the Wei Dynasty is weaker. Liu Xuande will definitely be able to unify the world. If you want to leave a way out for the Zhang family, you can prepare yourself." Zhang Liao whispered.

"You didn't say it." Zhang Hu raised his head and stopped crying, looking at Zhang Liao in surprise, remembering that not long ago, the other party spoke righteously.

Zhang Liao looked elsewhere, "I am treated as a master of the late emperor, and I will repay the Great Wei with my death, but you will not."

"Father asked me to vote"

Before Zhang Hu finished speaking, Zhang Liao interrupted: "After I die, you can transfer military power through the mourning, and then return to your hometown to live in seclusion. Remember not to surrender before Wei destroyed. If Liu Xuande could truly unify the world, then you would like to become an official and live in seclusion at that time. It would be best to change back to the original Nie surname of the ancestors."

"You can save it." Zhang Hu nodded with emotion. Zhang Liao was still worried at the last moment of his life.

Looking at the two tears on Zhang Hu's face, Zhang Liao tried his best to reach out and wipe it off, but his trembling hands just approached his cheek and fell heavily like a dislocated one.

"Father." Zhang Hu held Zhang Liao's hand and knelt on the edge of the couch and cried bitterly.

At the end of September, Zhang Liao died of illness in Wancheng.

When the news reached Luoyang, Cao Pi didn't have dinner for two days. Zhang Liao was one of the few generals from the Wei Kingdom who could stand alone. His death had a huge impact on Wei Kingdom.

Cao Xiu was worried that Guan Yu would take advantage of the situation and asked the order to take Zhang He, who had recovered from his illness, to Wancheng.

Perhaps Cao Pi had a special liking for Zhang Liao, thinking that without Zhang Liao defending Guan Yu in Nanyang, he could not be at ease as the emperor in Luoyang, so he promoted Cao Xiu to the Grand Sima to take charge of military affairs.

Because Guan Yu has many brave generals, now there is another Lan Ji who can fight for 300 rounds. Cao Pi is worried that Cao Xiu's powerful generals are not enough to deal with it, so according to Liu Ye's previous suggestions, he summoned Rencheng King Cao Zhang into the capital to make a great righteousness and ordered him to go south to Wancheng to help Cao Xiu resist Guan Yu.

All units of the Han army attached importance to mastering intelligence, so Lan Ji went to the border to reconnaise. Although Wancheng covered up the news about Zhang Liao, it was still discovered by spies from Xiangyang and reported to Guan Yu as soon as possible.

Guan Yu was very surprised to learn that Zhang Liao died of illness. He was still very healthy when he fought with him in Nanyang last year. After thinking about it, it should be because of Lan Ji's battle with him.

In the past, when Xia Pi was defeated, Guan Yu stayed in Cao's camp for a short time. Zhang Liao took great care of him. Although the two were in different camps, they still regarded each other as friends.

When a friend died of illness, Guan Yu mourned with him. After handling military affairs that day, he brought Guan Ping and Lan Ji to the Han River to pay tribute.

Autumn wind, autumn water, veteran

Guan Yu stood by the Han River, poured the wine he brought into the river, looked at the north to mourn Zhang Liao, thinking that the heroes died one by one, Guan Yu seemed to have grown much older at that moment.

"Zhang Wenyuan is a famous general in the world. Although he is an opponent, he is worthy of admiration. You two are here to toast a glass of wine." Guan Yu turned around and greeted Guan Ping, Lan Ji.

"Wei." The two of them imitated Guan Yu and poured the wine into the rolling Han River.

On the way back to Xiangyang for memorial service, Lan Ji asked curiously: "Uncle, is General Zhang's sudden death really related to me?"

Guan Yu nodded, "Wenyuan is old after all, and fighting with you for 300 rounds should be a loss of vitality. Just like the old general Yan Chen Cang fights Zhang He, but Zhongling doesn't have to feel guilty. It is the honor of the general who died on the battlefield. Zhang Wenyuan may still be very content."

Lan Ji scratched his head and smiled foolishly, "I don't feel guilty. Who told him not to follow his mother with Uncle Gao? Otherwise, he would not meet me on the battlefield. Uncle Zhang was wrong first."

"Haha, although what Zhongling said was a fallacy, it was not without reason. At that time, you had the ability to kill, so why did you let Zhang Wenyuan go?" Guan Yu stroked his long beard and asked meaningfully.

Lan Ji thought for a while and replied, "If it is a villain, I will not show mercy, but Uncle Zhang did not bully the few, and fought a fair duel with me from beginning to end. How could I not give him some face?"

"Well, your martial arts have improved, and your behavior has also improved." Guan Yu nodded with relief, and then continued to add: "An Guo (Guan Xing) mentioned it to me a few times. He wanted to go to the Youth Camp to follow you. Now the time is ripe."

"That's great." Lan Ji couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard this.

Lan Ji envied Lan Yuan for his close relationship with Gaoling, but due to his identity, no one dared to be too close to him. Now with Guan Xing joining, many people also talked during the marching and fighting. I thought about it and felt that it was not so boring.

"Father, Nanyang has been deployed by General Zhang for a long time. Now he died of illness so suddenly. Even if Cao Xiu comes, he will have to take over. Should we seize the opportunity to send troops? It's better to occupy several important cities." Guan Ping asked tentatively.

"Of course, it's not enough to occupy a few cities. I plan to seize Wancheng and aim directly at Luoyang." Guan Yu opened his eyes.

Guan Ping took a deep breath after hearing this and thought to himself that his father was in a heavy mood just now, thinking that he would be slower because of the death of his friend. Unexpectedly, Guan Yu's plan was even more fierce, and he clearly distinguished his personal relationship with national interests.

"Seizing Wancheng? There are tens of thousands of Wei soldiers around Luoyang. There is still a gap between the soldiers in Jingzhou and them. I'm afraid it's not that easy, right?" Guan Ping was suspicious.

Guan Yu's eyes were firm: "For his father, he had a plan to defeat the enemy."
Chapter completed!