When Zhang Fei heard the major news from the front, the wine he had drunk into his belly the night before all turned into steaming sweat rising from his skin. In that instant, countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
Liu Bei had summoned Zhang Fei and Pang Tong to Chang'an in succession, then sent Jiang Wei off to Chengdu when trouble broke out among the southern tribes. Could it be that Ma Chao had pulled off something major again while he was away?
Zhang Fei did not quite believe it. Since Ma Chao had followed him to Wudu to keep the enemy in check, he had seen no sign that the man still harbored any great ambitions. He must have been overthinking things.
"Something happened in Tianshui?" Zhang Fei demanded, his round eyes blazing.
"Huh? The General of the Flying Cavalry is stationed in Tianshui. Everything there is perfectly normal." Wu Er was left dumbfounded by Zhang Fei's question.
With a dark expression, Zhang Fei pressed, "If Tianshui is fine, then why are you talking about major news from the front?"
"Uh... it's the enemy who suffered a major incident. Zhang Ji, the State of Wei's Inspector of Liang Province, died of illness in Longyou half a month ago. The garrison in the city tried to keep his death secret, but the news was still passed out by spies. Doesn't that count as major news?" Wu Er scratched his head in confusion.
Zhang Fei was so delighted he nearly jumped up. "Of course it counts! It's a good thing that bastard Zhang Ji died of illness. Otherwise, I'd have wiped him out next year myself. Order the guards to pack their baggage. I'm going to bid farewell to His Majesty, then rush to Tianshui at once."
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