The three-day deadline is coming in a blink of an eye, and the day of the Northern Expedition is approaching. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The sky was slightly bright, Luo Zhaoyun got up, today is the day of his expedition, and when the hour comes, outside the city will be the time when the three armies will sacrifice the flag, and Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty will personally drink the order and reward the army, so it is more grand.

Luo Zhaoyun had to wear a military uniform, from the armor, cape, basin collar, hand armor, samurai uniform, and waist equipment, all of them were brand new, because after being promoted to general, the specifications of the armor changed.

Ning Muhe dressed him one by one, gentle and considerate, like a little daughter-in-law, serving him finely, dressing him in armor and clothes, and sending him to the battlefield, although this is not the first time she has done this, but the feeling in her heart still feels strange and mysterious.

Ning Muhe tied the belt tightly for him, brushed a few locks of black hair on his heroic forehead, and then stood on tiptoe to tie the scarf behind him, and said with some concern: "This expedition, be more careful, may Alang succeed, sweep the rebels, and return triumphantly as soon as possible." ”

Luo Zhaoyun looked at Ning Muhe, who was becoming more and more beautiful, with green silk like ink, and a decent goose-yellow Luo shirt pleated skirt, which covered her delicate figure.

"Don't worry, wait for me to return!" Luo Zhaoyun's words were firm, and he was still sure of this expedition.

Because the historical records are very clear, Yang Liang, the king of the Han Dynasty, raised his army and was exterminated in less than three months.

And this time, as a vanguard general, will the traces of history be realized in himself?

………

The red sun erupted from the horizon, and the morning sun shone down, a golden light.

Three miles outside the south city of Chang'an, the exercise ground was temporarily erected, a huge point general platform with a height of three zhang and a length and width of about ten zhang was built in the north, a huge log was erected, a high pergola was erected on the point general platform, the golden king flag was flying, the handsome flag was fluttering, the morning sun was shining, and the atmosphere was smashed.

On both sides of the Dianjiang platform, there are more than one meter of high ground cowhide drums, and a hundred wooden stakes are erected in front of them, tied with countless oxen for the purpose of sacrificial flags.

Soon, the hour came, flags flew outside the city, the people were crowded, Yang Guang stood on the platform, his face was full of majesty.

"This rebellion of the King of Han is perverse and unpopular, I personally ordered the generals, inspired the three armies, killed the enemy bravely, and quelled the trouble-" Yang Guang spoke impassionedly, but it was quite inflammatory.

When he personally ordered Yang Su, Zhou Luohu and other generals, handed out the talisman, and appointed him as a general.

"Drumming, sacrificing flags-" After Yang Su took the talisman and the order flag, he was familiar with the road, stood in front of the army, and shouted the order.

The order was passed down from north to south, layer by layer, and the sound of singing was endless.

"Knock-knock-", the dull and loud sound of drums pierced the silence of the sky and startled the sleeping birds in the forest in the distance.

"Kill—" A hundred strong men held heavy swords, looked at the cattle tied to the altar, raised their swords and fell, their movements were neatly like a cold light, and the heads of a hundred livestock were cut off at the same time, and blood stains were sprinkled all over the school yard and sprinkled on the Wei banner.

"Kill! Kill—"

Tens of thousands of people raised swords and guns, shouted in unison, the momentum reached the sky, earth-shattering, Luo Zhaoyun was in it, his blood was boiling, this is the ancient expedition general, stimulating the blood of men, defending the country, dying on the battlefield, horse leather shroud, guarding the frontier......

"From now on, the road to killing has begun!" Luo Zhaoyun sighed secretly in his heart, full of excitement and fighting spirit, ambitious and domineering, and his blood burning.

Behind him, Captain Guo Xiaoke, and some generals, wearing armor and bloody, also shouted loudly, enthusiastic!

"The vanguard will Luo Cheng listen to the order!" Yang Su shouted loudly.

"The last general!" Luo Zhaoyun listened to the sealing order in front of the point general.

"The hour has come, lead the army and set off!"

"Order!" Luo Zhaoyun got up, stood up against the wind at this moment, his battle robe fluttered, turned over and jumped on horseback, and returned to the vanguard array, waving the spear in his hand fiercely: "Sons, let-"

"Whew-" The soldiers said in unison, and they agreed with a bang.

At this moment, the war drums were beating, the trumpets were blowing, heavy and loud, and the percussion resounded in everyone's hearts.

The 20,000 vanguard army, like a long snake lined up, headed towards the west, and the red flags fluttering high seemed to be the mood of every soldier who went out on the expedition, excited and tragic. (To be continued.) )