The snow is getting tighter and tighter, and the people who are moving forward are groping their way forward in the dark night one by one, and the people behind are slowly moving forward along the corners of the clothes of the people who have gone before them, and from time to time someone slips and falls in the mud, and some people can't even get up again, but no one flinched, only biting the dead grass in their mouths tightly, not letting themselves make a sound. What awaits them in front is not only one person and two new clothes, fragrant wine and meat, but also the hope of parents, wives and children who are trembling in the cottage. Although none of them knew where their journey would end.

This night road is surprisingly long.

The city of Lunu is vaguely in sight.

A few lazy torches flickered at the head of the city, but no one flickered, and no one noticed a group of uninvited guests coming down from the city except for the howling cold wind.

"I'm asleep." I took the dry grass from my mouth and looked in the direction of the city, squinting my eyes and scrutinizing it.

Hu Tiegun and Xu Li walked up to me, listened to me speak, and also took off the withered grass in their mouths, the corners of their lips trembled a few times, but they didn't make a sound. I waved my hand and motioned for them not to speak, and under the city, it was Zhang He and his forty warriors.

The city walls of this era are almost all made of loess ramming, strictly, such as the city walls of Chang'an and Luoyang, which are made of loess, lime, glutinous rice juice mixed and tamped, which is hard and abnormal, the blade is difficult to enter, and it stands for thousands of years without falling. However, the city walls of Lunu City cannot have the same treatment as Chang'an City and Luoyang City, and it should be said that there is a huge difference. Because it is not a very reasonable thing to build the city wall in the heart of the empire, and because the Eastern Han Empire has not been at war in the Central Plains for more than 150 years since the rise of Guangwu Zhongxing, although there was a Yellow Turban Rebellion not long ago, but the Yellow Turban Rebellion was quickly pacified, and there was not even a chance for the official army to renovate the city wall. The walls of Lunu, which have not been repaired for many years, are already somewhat dilapidated and have not been beaten at all.

Zhang He led forty warriors, holding sharp blades in their hands, with strips of cloth wrapped in their palms, digging the soil as a hurdle, climbing up, and Zhang He was the first to climb the city. With a sigh of relief, in a corner tower not far away, dozens of rebel soldiers were sleeping with braziers, not aware of the approaching danger at all. Zhang He spit out the withered grass in his mouth, snorted coldly, walked to a dark corner, put down the long rope on his body, and a few warriors dug up and climbed up, and put down the long rope on his body in order, and in a short time, forty warriors climbed up to the top of the city. Zhang He waved his hand, assigned ten people to go down to open the city gate, and led everyone into the corner tower, with a big wave of his hand, the rebels who were dreaming symbolically struggled a few times, but only made a slight collision with the equally unwilling partners, and then closed their eyes weakly......

With a sound of "Yiya", the city gate slowly opened.

"Who's opening the door?" A sleepy voice said in a daze, and several figures walked out crookedly. In fact, Zhang Chun arranged no less than a thousand guards at this city gate, but they all hid in the barracks and slept under the covers, and no one cared.

"On the orders of the general, welcome the army into the city." I greeted him with a smile and motioned to the team behind me not to stop and continue to drive in.

"General? Is it a general? The leader still didn't look like he was sleeping, and led a few sentries to come over slowly, and before he could wake up, there was a "poof", and a sharp arrow pierced in and threw him far away.

"The court army quells the rebellion, only Zhang Chun is punished, the rest are not cared for, and those who surrender are not killed!" I raised my iron-tired longbow, shouted loudly, and rushed towards the frightened rebel sentry with my legs, and with a "snap" I threw the first person a dozen steps away, and with my left hand drew my sword, and slashed off a head that had not awakened from a dream.

"Brothers, for the sake of the children of the family, kill!" Xu Li, who was following me, let out a long hiss, and the prancing horse also rushed over, guarding me tightly.

"Kill!" An earth-shattering roar burst out the voice that had been held in his throat for several hours, tearing through the quiet night sky of Lunu City, and slashing into the trembling rebel barracks.

"Only punish Zhang Chun, don't care about the rest, don't kill those who descend!" I shouted again, galloped in the direction of Zhangfu in the center of the city, and then ignored the disheveled Zhang Chun's rebels who fled in all directions.

"Only punish Zhang Chun, don't care about the rest, don't kill those who descend!" Zhang He snatched a horse, turned over and jumped on the horse's back, and repeated my words in a knowing voice. All of a sudden, the unknown Zhang Chun's rebels threw away their armor one after another, fell to the ground with their heads in their hands, and a few stubborn ones couldn't stop a few rounds, so they were quickly killed. The sneak attackers didn't stop at all, and they didn't pay much attention to these people who couldn't afford to surrender, and ran straight towards Zhang's mansion.

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At this time, Zhang's house.

Zhang Chun's housekeeper Zhang Jin was patrolling the night, and the fierce cold forced him to retract his head tightly into his neck, and the three-layer thick fox fur still couldn't withstand the bitter cold. I wanted to go back and hug the beauty comfortably, but the noise outside annoyed him, damn, you are cold, Lao Tzu is not cold!

In the past few days, because the weather has turned cold, there have been constant calls for clothes, wine and meat in the army, which has made Zhang Jin very annoyed, but he still does not dare to offend the hearts of these "great generals", so he has to passively slack off.

In fact, Zhang Jin also has times of pride. With Zhang Ju establishing himself as the emperor, Zhang Chunjin as the general, Zhang Jin, the housekeeper in the general's mansion, also rising, and the Lu Nu family surnamed Jiang sent a beauty to the general, and he didn't dare to forget him, the big housekeeper Zhang, heh, now he is also General Zhang!

Just as Zhang Jin was intoxicated, a little guy ran over and saluted: "Big butler, the general asked, why is it so noisy outside?" ”

"Go, tell the general, those death row inmates are calling for the general to give him winter clothes." Zhang Jin waved his hand impatiently and sent the little guy down. In the past two days, as Zhang Chun's housekeeper, he has been a lot of headaches for these "death row prisoners".

The little guy answered, and was about to retreat, Zhang Jin woke up violently, and called behind: "Come back, I'll tell the general myself!" As he spoke, he tightened his neck and hurriedly walked towards Zhang Chun's sleeping place.

Zhang Chunben was a little awake, listened to Zhang Jin's report through the curtain, and smiled in his heart, he was too sensitive, the nearest Han army garrison was also three days away from Lu Nushao, and there had been a heavy snowstorm in the past few days, how could it be that the Han army was coming, and the heavy snowstorm was enough to freeze them one by one into tree trunks and hang them on the side of the road. casually said to Zhang Jin outside the curtain: "Go, tell them that the winter clothes are ready, and they will be sent tomorrow!" As he spoke, he turned over and hugged the woman again.

Zhang Jin shouted bad luck, but he didn't dare to shirk, and led a dozen henchmen and sergeants towards the gate. The noise outside became more and more noisy, and there seemed to be such words as "punish Zhang Chun", but unfortunately the wind was too loud, and Zhang Jin was a little dizzy, and he couldn't hear it too clearly, so he raised his foot and kicked one of the current sergeants, and asked in a muffled voice: "Listen, what are those death row inmates arguing about?" ”

"Like...... Uh, drinking and making trouble, I think of women. The sergeant said flatteringly, he was a clever person, and he seemed to be a little nervous when he heard that the wind was not in the right direction outside, but seeing that Zhang Jinhun didn't care, he changed his head and said, Butler Shengming, no, General Shengming.

"A herd of boars in heat!" Zhang Jin scolded hatefully, and when he thought of the faint white and tender delicate body in the curtain, his heart was like a cat scratch, the more he scratched, the more itchy he was, and the more he itched, the more he hated.

Bypassing a few corridors, Zhang Jin was about to ask someone to open the gate and go out, when a general ran over, and he didn't care about saluting Zhang, and said loudly and urgently: "Steward Zhang, the Han army has entered the city, call the general quickly......"

Before he finished speaking, there was a "snap" and a whip mark was made on the general's face, "Dog, dare to be rude to the general!" A sergeant under Zhang Jin raised his horsewhip and shouted indignantly, he didn't hear what this person said at all, he only paid attention, this person actually dared to call the general a "butler"!

"Ahem!" Zhang Jin waved his hand very generously, and said unhappily: "Presumptuous, how can you be rude to General Shi?" He said this with his mouth, but his face was very used.

General Nashi was whipped plainly, he was stunned at first, and then remembered the rules of the past, and hurriedly knelt down on one knee: "General, general, ...... outside"

"Open the door!" At this time, Zhang Jin didn't let him finish his words, and yawned and instructed Menzi.

General Shi wanted to stop him, but it was too late, "squeak-" with a long scratching sound, Zhang Jin shrunk his neck, and walked towards the door, before he could rub his fighting eyelids again, his chest suddenly cooled, and with the light of fire, a striking feather arrow pierced through his chest, and came out of his back: "Rebel, rebel!" ”