On the second day of November in the second year of Yong'an, Chang'an in the afternoon was still lazy, the sun leaned against the clouds, hanging high in the air, exuding a little bit of temperature, lazy and casual, just like the diners leaning in front of the window in the restaurant.

Shenshi, it is the most lively time in the west market of Xiyin Street, where there are many restaurants and teahouses, which are not only close to the Changxin Palace, where the empress dowagers of the Han Dynasty often live, but also close to the courtyards and alleys and even slums of the common people, which is the border between the rich and the poor.

Of course, the most important thing is that the Chaoyang Restaurant here is three stories high, standing on the three floors of the restaurant, you can not only appreciate the feeling of superiority, but also through the arrow of the city wall to take in the distant scenery outside the city.

At this moment, downstairs in Chaoyang, merchants from all over the world are bustling, and groups of horses are noisy. Upstairs is full of guests, and there are several small plates on the desk, such as sheep's trotters, lamb offal, citrus, sand fruits, and weeds. Several small mustaches did not call themselves, singing and singing, or blowing flutes, or playing ruan, or gong boards, or playing on the side to catch up.

In fact, whether it is these merchants or the little mustaches who are laughing and making fun, they are all hard-working people in life.

The Battle of Chang'an is coming, but they are still gathered here, either risking the military disaster to stay away from their homeland, or scratching their heads and selling their youth, just because they still need to continue to live in this troubled world.

In the drinking room, suddenly a merchant and the little mustache who sat with him screamed, and everyone looked at it, only to see the wine bottle, tea cup and small plate on the desk in front of the two of them shaking rapidly on the desk, and the wine, tea and dried fruits in the dish were scattered on the table.

Then, everyone found that the desk in front of them was the same, and even the restaurant under their feet was trembling slightly.

"Is this an Earth Dragon turnover?" The merchant looked at the little mustache in horror.

"It's not an earth dragon, it's... Iron Riders, at least tens of thousands of Iron Riders! ”

"You... How do you know? ”

"Because when Xiliang soldiers Kou Sanfu was back, it was also... It's also this battle! Xiao Qiu's hands trembled non-stop, and his face turned pale as if he had smeared a layer of autumn frost on his face, "At that time, I was only eight years old. ”

As soon as the words fell, a merchant was already standing directly on the desk and looking out through the battlements of the city wall in the distance.

I saw that about a mile or two away from the city, columns of black and oppressive cavalry swept from east to west like a flood out of the gate, as fast as lightning and thunder, and a vast amount of sand and dust stirred up behind them.

A large black flag was embroidered with a wolf's head, and the wolf's eyes stared coldly at the earth, exuding a deathly silence in the endless sand and dust and empty fields.

……

In Weiyang Palace, the puppet emperor Liu Xiezheng and the chariot general Dong Cheng and his other father-in-law, the auxiliary general Fu Wan, discussed the future of Yanzhou.

Suddenly, a rush of footsteps burst in from the temple door, waking the three of them from their future reverie.

"Your Majesty, Wang Li's generals Zhang Liao, Gao Shun and Xu Rong led more than 30,000 people from their forward battalion to the west of the city. General Zhengdong asks His Majesty to visit the city to boost the morale of the children! ”

Before the puppet emperor could speak, he had already shouted angrily and drew his long sword, which made the guard tremble in fright: "Presumptuous, this Lu Fengxian is really becoming more and more bold and reckless, and he dares to let His Majesty go to the city gate to watch the battle." ”

Dong Cheng also hurriedly followed: "Yes, in the past, Emperor Xiaowen wanted to gallop west from the tomb of Baling. Yuan Ang still knows how to persuade Emperor Xiaowen: the son of a thousand gold does not sit in the hall, the son of a hundred gold does not ride the balance, and the holy lord does not take advantage of the danger and is lucky.

As a general of Zhengdong, didn't Lu Feng know that the battlefield was dangerous and the arrows had no eyes? If Your Majesty has a mistake, what is the ancestor of the Han Dynasty and the previous emperors? How could he afford to be responsible! ”

"Humph! Two generals, if Your Majesty wants to revive the majesty of the Han Dynasty, can it be that just sitting on the dragon chair and relying on the name of the ancestor can shock the world? With a cold snort, Li Ru and General Pingdong Cheng Lian broke into the main hall.

One sentence made Dong Chenghe extinguish his anger and be speechless.

Li Ru bowed to the puppet emperor and raised his head: "Your Majesty, do you still remember what Weichen talked to Your Majesty at the beginning?" ”

"Yanzhou?" The Puppet Emperor hesitated.

Li Ru bowed his head and praised: "Your Majesty is really smart!" It's a long way to Yanzhou, and the ambitions of the wolves in Zhuzhen, there will be a lot of swords, guns and swords along the way. Why don't Your Majesty go to the city tower to see it first, and the next day Your Majesty can have more confidence when he drives the expedition in person?

What's more, the whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister. Your Majesty's arrival at the head of Chang'an City can not only greatly deter the traitors downstairs, but also give great courage to our soldiers, or after the first battle, Wang Li will no longer be able to threaten my Chang'an! Why wouldn't Your Majesty do it? ”

Puppet Emperor Liu Xie, as Dong Zhuo said, is a three-good young man with Lingyun ambition after all, and Li Ru's words stirred up an earth-shaking trend of thought in his heart.

Yes, although Li Ru is the murderer of the emperor's brother, he is only an accomplice of Dong Zhuo, and what he said is not entirely unreasonable.

Since I am determined to regain control of the world, I should follow the example of Emperor Gaozu who is flying in the wind, and I should also follow the example of Emperor Xiaowu to expand the border land and seal the wolf Juxu, and Emperor Guangwu personally led thousands of people to fight the Kunyang sword and axe.

As their descendant, how can I be as cowardly and timid as my royal brother? Hmph, I learned from the ancestors who learned from me today who were invincible through all obstacles, what can I do with just arrows? Let the people of the world take a look at the lord of the world, which one is more suitable, me or the imperial brother!

Soon, the puppet emperor who had removed the dragon robe and was dressed in military uniform ascended the Zhicheng Gate under the support of Dong Cheng and Fu Wan's two fathers-in-law, as well as Lu Bu, Li Ru and Cheng Lian.

Five hundred Yulin soldiers and five hundred guards with halberds are all dressed in golden armor, obeying the guide, standing behind the puppet emperor, a column of golden halberds scorching in the hot sun, clusters of sharp arrows shining on the bowstring, and a bunch of tassels dancing lightly in the cold wind.

The soldiers guarding the city downstairs looked at His Majesty's pro-army with envy, wishing that they were one of them.

However, soon their faces fell into a heavy one, and their eyes were once again focused on the straight city gate.

……

The banner splashes dust, and the drum horn raises the prestige of the army. The yellow sand hunts and rides, and the white horse surrounds the city.

The arrows fell one by one, and the geese flew with the Han bow. Raise your head to Xijing, and the remnant sun returns with blood.

"Woooooo

"Boom, boom!"

The sound of three long and two short trumpets and thunderous war drums suddenly sounded in the distance, and three long dragons suddenly appeared in the endless field, all with surging momentum and swept across the mountains and fields like a sea tide, from far to near in the eyes of everyone.

Horses' hooves are tumbling, and smoke and dust are billowing out.

Iron armor and silver sword, banner hunting, strict discipline. Although everyone galloped on horseback, they still maintained a neat pace, and there was only a solemn and cold expression on their faces. The scarlet tassel on the helmet rose in the wind, delicate in the warm sun, like the poignant residual blood that flowed from the body during the decisive battle.

When they reached the city, a trumpet rose again in the array, and the three long dragons suddenly stopped under the city, while the middle troops flew out a small group of cavalry of 1500 people, dressed differently from the others.

They were dressed in white and white armor, with white horses and white blades, carrying colorful flags on their backs, and under the command of the eight-foot-tall black-faced bearded man at the head, they all roared in unison, and the sharp blades in their hands swirled in the sky, and they flew towards the straight city gate

Flee.

They did not wait for any reaction from the city until they reached the Zhicheng Gate, and the team turned around again, passed in front of the Xizhi Gate, and divided into two torrents to go to the Zhangcheng Gate and the Yongmen in the north and south.

There was a sound of electric thunder vibrating, and two waves flowed north and south. The disease of his line is like a thunderbolt; Its momentum is as grand as the Milky Way falling in front of the city.

The sand and dust splashed by the horse's hooves flew straight for several feet, fluttering and scattering in the city, even if the Xiliang horse at its peak did not seem to have such momentum. Everyone's faces have changed slightly, and a cold air is wrapped around the tips of their hearts.

The puppet emperor also rolled up the monstrous waves in his heart, how could Wang Li be able to gallop on the battlefield and be undefeated in a hundred and ten battles for no reason? With such an army and such morale, how can I resist it? Barely propped up on the city tower, his neck stiffly swept around, and his heart was even more angry.

The city tower is black and white, and the dress is plain; The cicada shirt on the head of the city is glamorous; Under the city tower, "the iron rider is stormy, and the white banner is full of stars", and the city is "frightened by the side feet, and the wings are wailing".

This special army of the Son of Heaven, who piled up money with money, looked at the soldiers under the city, and one by one they were stunned and discolored, like a plague chicken. It's simply that people have to die more than people, and goods have to be better than goods.

After being silent for a long time, the puppet emperor's legs finally stopped trembling, and his body also had some strength, and he looked at Lu Bu calmly and asked, "Is this Gao Shun's trapped camp?" ”

Lu Bu was a little surprised by the performance of the puppet emperor, the first time he saw this kind of battle, he could still be calm and normal, compared to some military athletes, he was also panicked, and he really deserved to be the descendant of Han Gaozu who was 'the wind and the clouds were flying, Weijia returned to his hometown in the sea, and the warriors were guarding the Quartet'.

With a little respect on his face, Lu Bu arched his hand towards the puppet emperor and shook his head and sighed: "This is not a trap camp, but Wang Li's pro-army, the white horse who has been following him since he got up in Jizhou!" ”

"White Horse Righteous Servant?" The puppet emperor was stunned.

Lu Bu nodded, but the puppet emperor fell silent again.

He didn't hear the allusions of the white horse Yicong, and he also knew that the best soldiers in the world were Dong Zhuo's Xiliang soldiers, Wang Li's white horse Yicong, Gongsun Zhan's whirlwind cavalry, Ju Yi's first camp and Gao Shun's trapped camp.

Xiliang horses are rampant all over the world, whirlwinds suddenly ride horses and step on Youyan, the first to board the dead has no life, Lingyun has advanced and no retreat, and the white horse follows from life and death!

That's what we're talking about.

Of course, in the entire history of the Three Kingdoms, there are still many elite soldiers who are famous for future generations, such as: Ding Yuan's Bingzhou Army, Tao Qian's Danyang Elite Army, Zhuge Liang's Wudang Flying Army, Liu Bei's White Soldiers, and Cao Cao's Tiger and Leopard, but they are still not famous or have not been formed.

The puppet emperor only thought that today he could see the world-famous trapped camp, and he could also see the confrontation between the trapped camp and Xiliang Dama, but he didn't expect that he would have the opportunity to meet another white horse righteous servant who was also unyielding.

Between the words, Bai Ma Yicong had already run back and forth from Zhangchengmen and Yongmen, and suddenly stopped in front of everyone's eyes, his movements were neat and uniform, like an arm making a finger.

The puppet emperor only felt dizzy in his head for a while, and looked at Lu Bu with a dry mouth: "I heard that this Bai Ma Yi used to be the head of Changshan Zhao Zilong, but why does he still look so brave now?" ”

Yes, the White Horse Yicong was initiated by Wang Li and Zhao Yun, and made his debut with tens of thousands of horses and horses in Wang Li's blocking wave in the battle of Yangzhai that day, and became famous. Later, Zhao Yun had grown into the leading general under Wang Li's account, left the White Horse Yicong, and handed it over to a nobody, Zhou Cang.

But obviously, although Zhao Yun is gone, his spirit is still there.

The White Horse is still the White Horse Servant!

Where righteousness goes, life and death follow!