The sky was full of thick clouds, and I couldn't tell if it was one on top of the other, or if the whole sky was just this one dark and dreary, and the snow had stopped. 3 But the land of the state has been covered with a thick layer, and it is knee-deep. This year's work is more generous than last year's, ordinary people, is the most industrious hunters, and they are too lazy to go out, in this ghost weather where dogs don't take mice, it is important to guard the hot kang head of the wife and children.

The four gates of Shuofang City are closed, except for a few flags that flutter with snowflakes in the wind from time to time, and there are a few lookouts on the head of the city, as if the entire Shuofang City has fallen asleep in this drowsy winter, it looks particularly solemn and heavy, only the earthy yellow city wall sticks to a few wet stains, facing the white expanse under the city.

Outside the city, there is the rich Hetao Plain. The Yellow River is harmful, but rich one, since Emperor Wu Wei Qing from the Huns to seize this piece of land with abundant water and grass, here has always been the Han people to deal with the northern nomads of the frontier position, Heshuo men, everyone practice martial arts to hold the bow and ride horses, the folk customs are fierce, once made the Saiwai Hu people frightened the flying general Lu Bu, is from the Hetao Plain Wuyuan County. To this day, although Liu Yuanjun's command of the annexed states has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, Lü Bu still has a large number of soldiers under the merger of states, and the fathers and elders of Shuofang Wuyuan still talk about the killing of the Saiwaihu people by Yu Fei's general Lü Bu when he was still in the annexation of states.

For the elders of Bingzhou, General Fei Lu Bu and his Bingzhou wolf rider are still the pride of Bingzhou people. Many soldiers in Bingzhou even made bets in private, betting that General Lu would return to Bingzhou one day.

Of course, more people disdained this, for them, it was Lord Liu Yuanjun who drove away the Hu people after their father and brother left the state, and guarded their homeland, so that they could live and work in peace and contentment, and everyone had something to eat. Even if General Lu wants to come back, unless he can submit to Lord Liu Yuanjun, otherwise, he will be our enemy!

Moreover, General Lu killed Ding Yuanjun to seek refuge in Liangzhou, and he was not a hero.

Lu Bu didn't care what others thought of him, and under his leadership, the five thousand and Zhou Erlang came back!

On the vast plain outside Shuofang City, five thousand light horsemen lined up in three neat phalanxes, like mountains and forests, silent, and three black-clothed and black-armored knights floated on the white earth, which were obviously particularly dazzling, and slowly pressed towards Shuofang City.

Lu Bu rode the blood-red red man in front, neither slow nor slow, coldly looked at the blood-colored "Zhang" character banner at the head of the city, sneered slightly, and the well-known general surnamed Zhang in the state, just one Zhang Fei, is now far away in Hedong. 3

If Zhang Fei was here, he would behead him and give it to his father-in-law to make a drinking vessel!

About three hundred steps away from the city wall, Lu Bu stopped, and at the head of the city, a sturdy figure slowly walked out, heavily armored and steel helmet, majestic and resolute, very mighty, and behind him were more than a dozen strong soldiers.

Looking at the city in front of him, as well as the silent general at the head of the city, Lu Bu raised his eyebrows slightly, and slowly walked forward with two partial generals. The general of Liu Beijun at the head of the city looked coldly at Lu Bu with an arrogant face, but under the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes, he looked strangely calm, and more than a dozen soldiers with big shields followed him closely. The range of an ordinary bow and arrow is only about one hundred and fifty paces, and from low to high, the range is greatly reduced, but no one dares to slack off in the slightest.

Two hundred steps, one hundred and fifty steps.

"So-and-so, Lu Bu, I'm back!" Lu Bu drew a halberd in his hand, pointed in the direction of the city, and shouted proudly.

It seems that under his order, the land of Bingzhou will be prostrate under his feet from now on, and between heaven and earth, it seems that there is only this one general who is flying in Bingzhou, standing proudly.

"Oh~~"

Five thousand knights cheered in unison, thundering for nine days, and in front, on the earth-colored city wall, pieces of ice peeled off one after another.

"The general is mighty! The general is mighty—"

At the head of the city, General Liu Beijun's eyes crossed a sharp light, and he looked coldly at the joy of the old Bingzhou army under the city, and the pride of the people of Bingzhou in the past, his solemn brows stood slightly, and he sneered slightly, Lu Bu, Bingzhou, is no longer the previous Bingzhou!

"Poof!"

Lu Bu poked the halberd of Fang Tian on the ground fiercely, nailed it to the ground, and looked at the general Liu Beijun in the city, and suddenly, he took off the sky-looking bow, put on the long feather arrow, and pointed at the general Liu Beijun at the head of the city. The thunderous cheers fell silent, and five thousand pairs of eyes looked at the city with admiration and hope.

We're back, we're coming home!

"Hejian Zhang He, Zhang Junyi, I've been waiting for General Lu for a long time!" The general Liu Beijun at the head of the city was stunned, and when the cheers of the city stopped, he said coldly, and his calm and confident voice, accompanied by the sound of the wind, was slowly sent into the ears of every old and state army in the city.

A look of appreciation flashed in Lu Bu's cold eyes, and he slowly turned the arrow to the banner with the word "Zhang" at the head of the city. 3

The number of soldiers at the head of the city gradually increased, but there was not much panic, as if watching a good show that had nothing to do with him, looking at Lu Bu who was holding a bow and arrows. The lonely banner with the word "Zhang" on the city tower jumped slightly, shaking off pieces of snow.

"Under the city, there are your fathers and brothers, can you still afford a knife?" Zhang He looked at Lu Bu quietly, did not look back, and asked softly, his voice was so cold that there was no trace of emotion.

"Pick it up!" More than a dozen soldiers who were close by agreed without hesitation, pulled out their swords with a "swish", and pointed at the heroes they once admired in the city, trembling slightly, but not because of cold, let alone fear.

"Lu Bu harmed Ding Yuanjun, recognized the thief as his father, and got back his wealth, and now he wants to use the knife of our father and brother in the state, and he wants to harvest the heads of our sons and nephews in the state, to curry favor with the national thief Dong Zhuo, do you agree?" With a loud voice, Zhang He punched the mouth of the city, and swept down a piece of snow with "Uh", and a piece of white fluff sprinkled from the city.

"No!"

"No!"

"No!"

The cold blade slammed into the gloomy sky, and a loud reply, a roar of rage, struck heavily in the ears of the five thousand old and state troops under the city, and hit them in the chest.

Lu Bu moved slightly, a cold light swept through his eyes, and with a cold snort, he "swished" the long feather arrow out of the string, crossed the top of Zhang He's head, and "snapped", breaking the fist-thick flagpole on the city tower, and the heavy flagpole, with the big flag of the word "Zhang" falling down, slowly smashed towards the top of Zhang He's head.

An arrow swept across his face, but Zhang He's brows didn't move, the spear in his hand was raised back, and the heavy flagpole was next, without looking at it, as if it had been shot down, not his banner.

No one cheered, no one was surprised.

"Lu Bu, come on!" Zhang He shouted angrily, "There are only good men in Bingzhou here, no one will take their wives and daughters and let you go in and dedicate them to Dong Zhuo!" ”

"Come on, let's fight to the death!" At the head of the city, the angry Liu Beijun roared at their father and brother under the city.

Lu Bu's angular face gradually stiffened, he didn't come to attack the city, and in front of him, Shuofang City, which only had a few hundred old and weak soldiers, he was confident that with Lu Bu's two, he could make it kneel at his feet.

At the head of the city, a slightly immature voice suddenly straightened his throat and cried hoarsely: "Big brother, I'm San'er, are you still alive?" My sister-in-law gave birth to a nephew for you, and now he is two years old, come back quickly! Daddy's gone, big brother—"

No one stopped him, but the hand that held the sword tightly unconsciously loosened and lifted it again.

The old state army under the city was at a loss.

Is she okay?

Is Daddy okay?

Brother......

"Zhang He! You dog thief! Lu Bu was furious, "snapped" and pulled up the Fang Tian painting halberd on the ground, rushed to the city quickly, gritted his teeth and pointed at Zhang He and scolded: "Dog thief, the men of Bingzhou shed blood without tears, you come down to fight with a certain battle!" Get down! ”

Shuofang City is not big, but her long-term experience of resisting outside the city makes her definitely a strong city, with this kind of fighting spirit, even if his five thousand wolf horses can bite down, they will have to pay a very high price.

The proud Lu Bu thought that as soon as he came back, with his prestige in Bingzhou for many years, and 5,000 soldiers from Bingzhou, the counties and counties would not be able to surrender to the wind, and he didn't bother to make any small tricks to sneak attack the city, but he couldn't see that this scene was just a trick by Zhang He's dog thieves!

At the head of the city, there are still only a few hundred soldiers, many people, even gray-haired, hunched waists, and many young men, wearing wide leather armor, who do not ask whether it belongs to their father and brother.

Zhang He looked at Lu Bu under the city coldly, didn't say a word, and didn't order the archers to shoot him, just looked at him coldly.

At the head of the city, only a thin San'er was calling over there, wailing, with the sound of the cold wind, and smashing the hearts of the old and state soldiers under the city, vaguely, as if it was his young brother calling, and the people who were at Shuofang were even more impatient, almost rushing up to identify whether this person was his younger brother. Some people are secretly glad that I am not the eldest brother, and I don't have a third brother......

The childish voice gradually became hoarse, someone helped him down, at the head of the city, a white-bearded old man with a stiff waist, walked out with the support of two military men, a gust of cold wind hit, the old man couldn't help but shiver, coughed heavily: "I am Lizheng of Xujia Village, children, when you joined the army, it was my old man who took you on the road, my old man's two sons, Xu Yan, Xu Lei, are you there?" ”

The old man's voice was not loud, and the wind was urgent, and few people in the city could hear him clearly, but he looked at him quietly, as if looking at his elderly father.

“…… If you want to come in, step on the corpse of your father, and you can still hold it, cough, you can use the knife, the old man can't control others, cough, cough ......" The wind was tight again, and a violent cough broke the old man's words, and a young woman stepped forward and gently wiped his chest, her eyes full of tears.

"Da Lang, you see, this is your daughter-in-law!" The old man coughed for a while, his face gradually became rosy again, he took the young woman's hand, the old tears were crisscrossed, and he suddenly yelled at the black crowd under the city, "Last year, the Hu people came, the old man almost died, and your daughter-in-law also sharpened the arrows, but where are you, you unfilial son, where are you!" Ahem, ahem......"

Zhang He couldn't bear it for a while, waved his hand, and motioned for the soldiers to carry the old man down.

The old man pushed desperately, and refused to go away to support his soldiers: "The old man is less than seventy, but any of you old men dare to fight!" ”

Several soldiers were embarrassed for a while, and retreated. With the support of his daughter-in-law, the old man slowly straightened up again: "Da Lang, Erlang, other people's old men can't be killed, if you dare to come back, the old man will be the first to ......."

Lu Bu snorted coldly and looked at the old man at the head of the city.

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Note: Han custom respect for the elderly, when people can live over seventy is not much, so there is a life seventy ancient rare, the two Han Dynasty law has the tradition of "seventy jade staff", people who have reached the age of seventy, not only their own tax exemption, children and grandchildren can also tax exemption of a number of people, so as to concentrate on support, more privileges, the status is equivalent to "six hundred stones" officials, see the official does not worship, have the freedom to enter and exit the county government, the state capital, to the county order, the right to convey the voice of the people, regardless of the officials and the people, there are dare to "scold and insult the people", to "great rebellion" to deal with, every year's holidays, The state also gave money as a token of support......

Of course, this is the practice of ideal peacetime, the Han Dynasty also has "fifteen from the army, eighty to return" of Yuefu, although it is an exaggeration, but it is also an inevitable phenomenon in a certain period, at least one thing is certain, the old people of the Han Dynasty in peacetime, do not have to worry about the elderly.

Alas, compared to that year, my grandfather was in his eighties when he died, and the next year the tax collector came to the door, and the poll tax was paid, saying yes, there was still the name of the old man over there, speechless.