When the two arrived at the barracks, it was not yet dawn, and the time of the appointment was the first hour. It is said that this is still calculated by a special person, but I don't know which party is beneficial if this hour is really so good? Could it be that both sides can win?

San Lang told Yang Weng about the inference of the two yesterday, Yang Weng nodded and smiled, thinking that he had thought of it. The two said no more. They are not proficient in war, so it is better not to mess with ideas.

Yang Weng has already found a good identity for Mu Fushu - San Lang's attendant. Attendant has a wide range of meanings, it can be a companion, a bodyguard, or a playmate......

If you go to the battlefield, of course, it is the identity of a bodyguard, but Mu Fushu is only about one hundred or sixty-five in size, and he still looks a little thin: this is already after wearing thin body armor.

Mu Fushu still attaches great importance to life, so he took two thin body armor out to wear for himself and San Lang, one is to make his chest shape invisible, the second is to look stronger, and the third is that he doesn't want San Lang to protect himself when the time comes.

And San Lang shouted miracles after Mu Fushu shot dozens of arrows from the invulnerable treasure clothes with a crossbow, but he couldn't even see a trace, and finally had confidence in the eldest mother to go to the battlefield - as long as he was not beheaded, there was absolutely no danger to his life.

Both wore light armor on the outside. This light armor is leather, to be honest, it is very hot to wear on the body, especially after wearing body armor inside, Mu Fushu is already sweating, you can imagine how hot it will be at noon, maybe you will suffer from heat stroke.

Yang Weng was wearing clothes made of Dapeng fluff, and when he saw Mu Fushu at this moment, he first asked her if she was wearing it, and if she didn't have it, she looked like she was going to take off her own, Mu Fushu hurriedly declined, telling him that he was wearing it, and repeatedly promised that he would never joke with his life.

The three of them here are chattering and noisy, and the King of Shu over there has already come over wearing iron armor.

That's right, it's ironclad. Mu Fushu was stunned and looked at the steps of the King of Shu on the ground, which looked extremely heavy, and he couldn't believe that he actually wanted to wear this clothes to the battlefield. There is no doubt that there will be prickly heat, and the eyes that looked at the King of Shu for a while were extremely sympathetic.

The king of Shu is going to conquer in person this time, and the king of Han and the prince of Shu stay in the city.

Mu Fushu admired the King of Shu a little. There is a relationship of interest between him and the King of Han, and of course there is also a kinship relationship - uncle and nephew. The King of Shu is still very broad-minded, and he dares to leave the King of Han behind, although his son also remains, after all, Yang Zhihe is still a young man who has not yet reached the weak crown, if something happens to the King of Shu, Yang Zhihe may not be able to control the scene.

In other words, although King Han and Yang Zhihe left together to play a restraining role, there are also hidden dangers. And the face of the Han King is greater.

So Mu Fushu faintly admired the King of Shu at this moment.

When the King of Shu saw Mu Fushu, he was stunned for a moment, and then roared with a blue face: "Nonsense!" ”

Mu Fushu knew that he recognized him, so he hurriedly bowed his head and saluted, and said with a smile: "Uncle don't make trouble, my niece just wants to see the scene of the battlefield, and it will be fine." ”

The King of Shu glared at Yang Weng: "Take care of the eldest lady, don't let her enter the battlefield by mistake, if she is injured, I can't explain to the eldest princess!" ”

Yang Weng and San Lang promised not to go to the battlefield against their will, and the King of Shu intimidated Mu Fushu again, and then asked someone to bring a snow-white horse over, and said to Mu Fushu: "This horse is called Hurricane, it is fast and stable, and it is given to you." ”

Mu Fushu couldn't help but have a good impression of the King of Shu, at least at this moment he was still very dedicated to his niece, even if it was in front of the eldest princess, Mu Fushu also accepted his affection.

At three o'clock, the Shu Han coalition army arrived at the main battlefield of the covenant battle - Lianhuapo.

Legend a hundred years ago there was a well-known filial son, his mother was seriously ill, need lotus medicine, and it was the cold winter wax moon, there was no lotus, the filial son in the number nine cold days braved the heavy snow to look for the lotus, and finally filial piety moved the sky, in this place grew a cluster of lotus, saved the life of the filial son's mother, since then this place is called lotus slope.

Mu Fushu just wanted to say one word: cut!

This kind of legend can only deceive the foolish people.

Lotus slope is a rocky slope with about dozens of inclinations, the soil quality here is rare and poor, can not grow grain, can still grow lotus? It's not a river, it's not a lake!

Lianhuapo is not an important official road, and no one has built houses here. At this time, people still like to live around farmland. Of course, this desolate place is not popular, so it has been empty. There are mountains to the north, but they are also some distance from here, and it is usually inaccessible, but it is excellent as a battlefield, at least there are many people who can let them play.

Mu Fushu witnessed the ancient war for the first time, and he only felt that there were people everywhere, which was bigger than the modern military parade scene, after all, watching it on TV was different from being there in person.

His 100,000 troops were densely packed and could not see the beginning and the end, only the black oppression. At the front were the king of Shu on horseback, dressed in iron armor, and several generals, while Yang Weng and another man dressed as a scribe were in the back position. Behind them were San Lang and Mu Fushu.

Behind them were the ordinary soldiers, who had no iron armor or leather armor, only bamboo armor and wooden armor. He didn't all wear helmets on his heads, which was completely different from the scene in the TV movie where he was dressed in full costumes, but he just looked neat.

About a few hundred meters away is the opposing army. Mu Fushu's eyes were very good, and he could see the other party's armored chief general Cui Chongyu and the lieutenants, but he didn't see the strange chariot.

The soldiers on the other side look neat like their own, but their clothing is not very uniform.

As soon as the hour arrived, the opposite team suddenly gave way to a road, and the strange chariot slowly drove out, and when it came to a few generals, it stopped for a while, and a general-like man jumped up, holding two flags in his hand, and waved left and right, and the team behind him began to change.

Mu Fushu was watching with relish, and the King of Shu also spoke: "This first battle will be handed over to Weiguang." ”

A black-faced man with a height of about 1.9 meters beside the King of Shu said like a Hongzhong: "The last general will take the order!" ”

Mu Fushu found that a chariot also drove out behind him, which was similar to the one Cui Chongyu was riding in. The big man known as Weiguang jumped up, and when he went up, the chariot shook obviously, and Mu Fushu was worried that the chariot would fall apart - the big man was tall and strong, at least two hundred and fifty pounds......

General Weiguang also took two red flags, and after going up, he waved them up and down, and the soldiers behind him suddenly shouted: "Fight!" War! War! War! War! ”

Mu Fushu was so frightened by this roar that he almost slipped off his horse.

There was also a roar on the opposite side that was not inferior to this, and for a while there was a deafening "war!" The "war ......" was endless, and Mu Fushu suddenly felt that his blood was boiling.

This is so exciting, I just want to kill all sides regardless of the end of the game!

Tens of thousands of people from the teams on both sides slowly moved to the field with the chariots, changing formations as they went. It seems that this ancient war is really not a random rush to hand-to-hand combat, but a formation.

The king of Shu and another general stayed where they were, and Yang Weng and San Lang Mu Fushu did not move. The formation that came over there was a "product" shape, but it was an arc on this side, and Mu Fushu couldn't understand it, only to see that when the two teams were almost dozens of meters apart, the war drums of both sides beat up, and the sound of knocking shook Mu Fushu's little heart trembled.

But in the blink of an eye, the two sides began to fight. The generals on both sides will soon be out of sight of each other.

Mu Fushu looked at the blood splashing in the distance, people kept falling, there were bursts of drums in his ears, and he could hardly hear the screams and fights, which was completely different from what he imagined!

She thought she was going to be nauseous, scared, shivering, screaming......

But she didn't.

She just calmly watched the tens of thousands of people fighting in the field, watching those people keep stepping forward and dying, and watching the flesh and blood blur limbs flying......

She said to herself: Look, this is the real world you are in right now.

It's not a TV movie, and I no longer look at the people and things around me from the eyes of outsiders.

It doesn't matter if she is Mu Fushu, Cui Fushu or Yang Fushu, the most important thing is that she is the daughter of the eldest princess Yang Weiai, her second life is not easy to come by, and if you want to live well, you have to accept this qiē.

She's participating, participating in the world, including killing or being killed.

What if you come here after a thousand years? Even if you are highly educated, what if you pay attention to equality for all? This world is like this, the law of the jungle eats the strong, and there is only one consequence to be a principled person: death.

Yang Weng turned his head to look at Mu Fushu's expressionless face, and San Lang also held one of her hands tightly. Even the King of Shu, who was riding on a horse and looking at the overall situation, glanced back at Mu Fushu.

"If the eldest lady is afraid, go back first." After careful consideration, Yang Weng still said tactfully.

The king of Shu also said to San Lang sternly: "San Lang, you take the eldest lady back, cook a convulsive decoction for her to drink, don't frighten her." ”

San Lang didn't say anything, just looked at Mu Fushu.

At this moment, a strange sound suddenly sounded halfway up the mountain not far away, and a group of people wearing battle armor and holding flags rushed down the mountain, disrupting the teams of both sides at once.

The King of Shu didn't care about Mu Fushu, and said to Yang Weng excitedly: "The morning breeze is really high, they are here!" ”

Just as those men rushed into the battle ranks, another group of people appeared behind them, also shouting and rushing out.

Mu Fushu saw that it should be the person who rushed out of the mountain before that Cui Chongyu was ambushed, and the person behind him should be the person who was ambushed by the King of Shu after being recognized by Yang Weng.

At this time, the remaining two generals on the side of the King of Shu ordered some soldiers to rush out, and at this moment there were about half of the people they brought out, and the opposite side was about the same.

This time, the King of Shu actually rushed out!

Yang Weng looked back at San Lang and Mu Fushu, Mu Fushu suddenly smiled, took down the bow and arrow behind him, clamped the horse's belly between his legs, and whispered: "Drive!" Following the King of Shu, he rushed out first.

San Lang and Yang Weng hurriedly beat their horses to keep up. R1152