Chef Wushuang of the Three Kingdoms

Fang Mo let out a loud cry.

Soon, a man with blood on his body came over, saluted him and said, "The captain of the first team, Ding Li, is here to report."

"Okay, very good, tell the others to change their clothes as soon as possible, and then we will continue on the road."

After Fang Mo finished speaking, he also saluted back.

"Yes!"

Ding Li agreed, turned around and spread the news.

no way.

They can't just sit down and fix it, they can only move on, on, on and on.

The best place to rest would be the place we arrived in two days later, and there might be a big battle by then.

If not.

Then everyone can have a good rest, if there is, they may go to rest after the bloody.

Being a soldier is what you have to do sometimes.

They may be more difficult than later generations, but there is no way.

As a team to protect the Han people, they must do this.

……

Start again.

Many people put on the cotton clothes that had been prepared in the tribe, and let some of them go, so that they could untie those people.

after that.

Guan Yu led the team, Fang Mo and others continued to advance.

The cold wind whizzed by at night, and no one dared to say that they were sleepy, because whenever they were sleepy, as long as they ran out alone, they could feel the horror of the cold wind.

The same is true for Fang Mo himself. If he wants to persevere, at least let those people see that he is also not afraid of freezing.

"Drive, drive, drive..."

Rumble!

The team of 5000 people rushed forward like a terrifying mudslide.

One after another, the small tribes were directly defeated by them, and the medium-sized tribes were directly burned by them.

And the large tribes...

Have not encountered yet.

At this time, Fang Mo ran to the front and said to Guan Yu who was concentrating on moving forward: "Second brother, if the guess is correct, there will be a large tribe in front, with a population of about ten thousand, including soldiers and horses." Even if a part goes out, a part will stay, this is a fierce battle."

"I know." Guan Yu turned his head with a smile and said, "The reason why you came here is to fight. You just need to protect yourself when the time comes. They have already experienced a lot, and no one will be afraid of them."

Is this what he is afraid of?

Fang Mo was speechless.

What he was most afraid of was not the quality of these soldiers at all. In fact, when they looked at them with anger and saw a kind of hatred from the Xianbei people, he knew that these people would not be defeated.

Because everyone has hatred against Xianbei, how can such a team be defeated?

"I mean, if you can catch some more beautiful ones at that time, you can keep them. You know, Brother still lacks a few bed warmers. Also, if you have a high status, keep some for yourself."

"By the way, I also want to leave some for other people who have made great contributions."

Before, they were all ordinary women.

But on the prairie, there must be beautiful girls.

These are about to be taken back.

Why are you taking it back?

Of course, it is necessary to use the same strategy as Xianbei, and let them integrate into it.

As for whether he would be a spy?

Hehehe, look at the reaction of the Han people. After they had wives and children, they all jumped right back.

Fang Mo also knew at that time that he could still play like this.

But people have always played this way, and before that, the Huns also played this way.

"Ok, I know."

Guan Yu nodded, then threw a piece of meatloaf over and said, "I've been clutching my chest, take a few bites, I don't think you've eaten much recently."

Fang Mo was extremely embarrassed.

When he took it and wanted to open his mouth to bite, for some reason, he thought of those people who died tragically.

Meatloaf.

And pools of blood...

hiss!

He bit the bullet, took a bite, and chewed vigorously in his mouth.

"I know you can't handle it, but you said before that you can adapt, that's why I brought you here, but what about you now?" Guan Yu said with a slight sigh of relief: "You are giving them Setting a bad example."

As the No. [-] figure in the army, Fang Mo's performance is definitely failing.

If Fang Mo was not his fourth brother, Guan Yu would have wanted to kill this guy.

He thought that if he didn't eat, others wouldn't be able to see it?

To vomit secretly so no one will know?

These will all be known.

Once you know it, it will shake the morale of the army.

Fang Mo also knew that his performance was a bit poor, but there was nothing he could do. The battles he experienced before were much more relaxed than these. The most important thing is...