Chapter 312: untitled

"You really are my knife is not good?!" Huang Gai sneered at the brawny in front of him, "Come on!"
"General!" Huang Gai's door is always guarded by the guards at all times. The two armored men went straight to the front of the yellow cover and held the boxing against the yellow cover.
"Give me this thief and take my sword!" Huang Gai was so angry that the two guards would take the lead to take the brawny, but the brawny suddenly hid.
"General Huang, why are you?!" The strong man made a precautionary gesture to question Huang Gaidao.
"What is this for me? I am why this is not clear in your heart? I have a few friends in my life. You said that Han is unfortunately one of the oldest friends, but Han was already dead. In the battlefield, his son Han Zongben will not have seen it before. He pretends to be a child of Han. Do you really think that my old eyes are dim?!" The two guards could not get the brawny.
"General Huang, General Han Dang is not dead. I am Han Ping, the son of General Han Dang! I am calling myself a child of Han." The Han Chinese Han Ping defended himself while avoiding the two yellow guards. .
"Han Dang didn't die?!" Huang Gai sneered, but he watched his friend, Han Dang, sink into the bottom of the river, and even a bubble didn't come up and was swayed by the warship. I swept in, so that if there is no death, what kind of death is it?
"The thief is really a good eloquence, but also Han Dangzi!" Huang Gai said that he had heard that he had met Han Dang’s son, Han Zong, who argued that he was a son and looked at the two guards. Can't take this person, Huang Gai finally started his own work, although the martial arts Han Ping is also good, but with Huang Gai, it is really a small witch. Huang Gai directly squats in Han Ping’s chest, Han Ping did not stand still and was dragged to the ground, and was pressed by two guards to control his body.
"The thief, who you pretend is not good. If you want to pretend to be Han Dang, the old man will not slash you today. I am sorry for my dead old friend!" Huang Gai’s anger is from the inside out, can be said now the yellow cover It has become a tiger. His imposing manner makes the two guards feel terrible. Huang Gai has never been so angry. The closest is this time when the old master Sun Jian left. Kind of hatred for Jingzhou Liu Biao and Jiang Xi Huang Zu.
"Old general. I really have no disguise!" Han Ping is really hard to say now. He is really sent by Han Dang, but Huang Gai does not believe it. If there is anything to prove himself. Just fine, Han Ping suddenly remembered the letter at the waist, it would take a lot of effort to get the letter. However, Huang Zhong was kicked over again. "The thief is really a thief!" This time it was directly mentioned on the collarbone. The force of the yellow cover not only kicked Han Ping's broken bones. It also directly let the teeth in the cold door fly out, and this time Han Ping is hard to say.
"Well, um, um!" Han Ping wants to talk, but he can't say it in the air. I can only shout, but Han Ping is not being pressed by the two yellow-clad guards, so that he can prepare to pick up the letter.
"The thief is dead!" Huang Gai directly pulled out the sword of the guard. The anger was in the sky, and he slammed it to Han Ping. The yellow cover is very angry. It can be said that Huang Gai has played very often, no matter This is true from speed or strength. Both guards thought they had spent their eyes, and the speed was comparable to the strength of the old generals in their prime.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Even the two guards are reluctant to see the thief who has been split in two.
"Well?!" But when the two guards faced the scene in front of them, they stopped, and Huang Gai’s sword suddenly stopped. The scene of being smashed in half was not present. Han Ping is still curling up on the ground and holding a letter in his hands.
Huang Gai’s sword stopped in front of this small letter. This letter saved Han Ping, who was curled up on the ground, to be exact, the words on the letter.
"Where did you come from this letter!" Huang Gai looked at the words on the envelope and said to Han Ping on the ground that the big knife in his hand was still in his hand. Looking at the Hanping on the ground, once Han Ping has a half-word that makes the yellow cover unsatisfactory, the handle can be immersed in Han Ping's body.
"Old general, old general! I am really the son of General Han Dang, my name is Han Ping, Han Ping! Han Dang's old general is not dead, not dead!" Han Ping can't stop repeating, he doesn't want that The big knife across the head fell into his body.
"Han is not dead, Han Dang is not dead?" Huang Gai believes a bit, because there are his familiar handwriting on this letter, the three characters are right, the brothers turn, the twisted twists written are like crabs crawling. The same, it is very ugly, if it is not carefully identified, it is difficult to recognize, but Huang Gai can recognize it, because the handwriting of this ghost symbol is still yellow.
Han Dang was a cold child since he was a child. It is impossible to have money to study. It is natural that he will not write. The yellow cover is different. Huang Gai was born in Shuxiangmen. Although it is not a scholar, it can also have books to read, and Han Dang and Huang Gai also began to follow the old master Sun Jian from the beginning and began to form a profound friendship. The reason why Han Dang should learn to write, is because he always reads the letter as a war, this can be done! Han was among them. Among them, Cheng Pu and others could read but could not write. The only thing that could read and write was Huang Gai, so Han Dang asked Huang Gai to teach him to read and write.
The ancient brush writing is no more than the modern hard pen calligraphy, so it is easy to learn. It is difficult to connect the writing brush without a few years of experience. So when Han Dang learned half of it, he can no longer spend time in calligraphy after he can understand some characters. After they went on, and then they followed the main public, Sun Jian, to attack Dong Zhuo, and in the Central Plains, they had no time to learn, so this Han Dang word is a ghost character. "He didn't fall into the water that day and sank into the bottom of the river!"
Looking at Huang Gai’s sword, he slowly took it back. Han Ping continued to say,
General Han Dang, the vortex of the ship that was sunk into the water was caught in the bottom of the river, but we should not be killed. The undercurrent of a river bottom rushed to the shore, and with the help of riverside fishermen, we were proud of our lives!"
"Why did he escape his life and didn't come back directly? Didn't he know that there are several old brothers in Jiangdong?!" Huang Gai was a bit indignant. He watched Han Dang fall into the water, but he was saddened. When the funeral, even Huang Gai was crying in front of Han Dang’s dressing tomb, but now, this old thing is not dead.
"General Huang, the father, the righteous father, he did not want to come back, but he really has no face to come back!" Han Ping continued to explain.
"No face back?!" Huang Gai just remembered this, because Han Dang's great meaning made Sanjiangkou fall, but the Sanjiangkou's fall can not blame him, because Jingzhou Shuijun is also Lu Bujun. The kind of bed that led to the loss of Sanjiangkou. "Hey, this old goods!"
"General Huang, here is a personal letter from the righteous father, to teach General Huang," said Han Ping's letter in his hand.
Huang Gai took over the letter and read it. The face of this reading suddenly changed. The weather was uncertain. Even watching Han Ping’s eyes changed, let the parents on the side think that the letter was fake. Han Ping is The thief will continue to control Han Ping, but it will be stopped by the yellow cover.
"Now Han Dang is still in Sanjiangkou?!"
"Yes, the righteous father has been searching for the message of Sanjiangkou for two days!"
"Han Ping, you told me, you only read this letter to me?!" Huang Guy looked straight at Han Ping.
"Yes, Huang Laojun!" Han Ping nodded.
"Okay, then you should go down and raise your wounds. Remember what I said. If someone asks you, you will say that you are a distant uncle of the old man. Don't reveal the news that Han Dang is still alive!: I understand!"
"Hmm?!" Han Ping did not know why Huang Gai did this, but he nodded.
"Okay, go on! You two take Han Ping to heal the rest"
"Yes!" The two guards nodded.
Waiting for everyone to leave, Huang Gai picked up the letter again, his brow wrinkled deeper!
PS: Sorry, there is something wrong today, so you can only write so much! 26,000 words will be delivered tomorrow!