Li Xi accompanied Sister Lu all the way, and finally saw the gate of the big city of Youzhou, the city wall with burning marks, dilapidated but not falling, looking precarious, but only did not see the siege army, Lu Bu casually pinched two tongues in the stragglers and interrogated, and the two knew that Dong Zhuo's tens of thousands of elite horsemen were placed in the vast territory of Youzhou to close the door and cut meat.

The invincible fat man came violently, and he ended up unable to escape.

Pang Tong had thoroughly cleaned both the military and the government before, and on the surface, it was to break the layout of Xiaoliang's placement in the past few years, but the real clear-eyed people thought about it carefully, only to realize that this dead fat man was obviously borrowing Liu Yu's knife to clean out the rotten part of Xiaoliang's network. Liu Yu is a smart person, and he quickly recovered his taste after being imprisoned, but he regretted it too late, so he could only secretly scold this fat man for being a villain.

Among the people who were dealt with, some of them were old people among the spies, but they had long forgotten the insistence and rules of the spies, and some were low-level people who supported the upper positions by Xiao Liang, and did a lot of dirty and dirty things for the little girl, and thought that they had worked hard.

These two kinds of people are at ease to occupy the position to eat the merit, enjoy a lot of blessings but the corpse is vegetarian, so that Xiao Liang can't implement many plans for Youzhou, but she is a woman who misses the old love to the point of obsession and obsession to the point of obsession, and it is impossible to clean it up.

So Pang Tong doesn't mind going under the knife for her, many things that children don't want to carry, when the father always has to carry it for them, it's like silently eliminating the leftovers that don't suit his daughter's taste when eating. It's all the little things.

Pang Tong's villains did not do it in vain, a new batch of talents in the capital entered Youzhou when the official positions were vacated in large quantities, and Xiaoliang used talents in an eclectic manner, and many young people were able to climb quickly.

Xiao Liang's ability to deploy strategic resources to Youzhou has also reached its peak, and countless military forces have poured the defense line of the four borders of Youzhou like the Yellow River entering the sea, while Xiao Liang is firmly in the city, and begins to hunt Dong Zhuo, the dead fat man, within the scope of the entire state border.

Miss Lu's face was expressionless, at least Li Ci couldn't see that she was worried about Dong Zhuo at all.

It stands to reason that the little girl's situation is very good, and Li Ci has no reason to worry, but for some reason, his heart is throbbing, which makes him very irritable.

suppressed this feeling and accompanied Sister Lu into the city.

Having just experienced a siege battle with nearly 100,000 participants, the largest city in Youzhou must be far from its prosperity. But it's much more peaceful than the average post-war city.

Even more than half of the small traders who set up stalls have returned to their original ways of survival.

Li Ci picked a restaurant that looked clean and took Sister Lu in, who still brought a veil and hat at Li Ci's insistence because of her peerless appearance.

But in fact, whether it is her amazing temperament or her incomparable figure, or even that red rabbit horse, it is too easy to attract the attention of others, and the ensuing troubles will definitely be in this kind of crowded city, there will be no less.

But someone was looking for trouble to kill it, and Sister Lu didn't care, so she disdained the small place Li Ci chose, scattered the fierce horses that could tear and devour beasts at the door, and walked straight towards the largest restaurant.

If it was a weekday, Li Ci would like to persuade her, but after stepping into this city, there would be no peace in her heart, and she would not bother to care about this kind of subsection, so she would just follow her.

Unexpectedly, the two of them were frequently noticed, that is, the beggars begging outside the threshold of the restaurant looked at them like gods for a long time.

The two of them found a place to sit, and Lu Mei put down the holy decree that she had taken all the way in her hand. In fact, not only the outer seal, but also the decoration materials of the entire holy decree are ink-colored as a whole.

Li Ci whispered to Sister Lu, "Zhang Cang, the prime minister of the Han Dynasty, is proficient in the calendar, because Gaozu entered Hangu Pass in October and arrived at the Bashang, so the old calendar that started with October in the Qin Dynasty is still followed.

But do not regard Qin as Zhengshuo, so Cheng Zhou Zhihuo De believes that the Han Dynasty is in a period of vigorous water virtue, so it still advocates black like the Qin Dynasty, in fact, in terms of gas number, I don't know if you believe it or not, the Han Dynasty Cheng Shui De rather than Tu De, is indeed talking about the repression of the remnants of the Qin Dynasty. ”

What Li Ci said was an anecdote recorded in the ancient books of Qi refining, but he didn't want Sister Lu to buy it at all, so he gently threw the holy decree into Li Ci's arms.

He said softly: "If it is rare to send you, forget it, look at your well-behaved child along the way, whether you throw it to Dong Zhuo or anyone, it is a lot of credit."

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After Li Ci left, Baicun was in charge of Xu Shu, who was about to be nineteen, followed Cao Cao, saw his most depressed scene, went to Jingxiang, saw the richest southern scene, looked at the prosperous Jiangdong across the river, and the heroes were all in charge, but it was the first time to serve in a practical sense, although it was only in charge of a small village.

Xu Shu, who had been in office for a while, bit a chicken bone, squatted on a broken monument on the slope of the village, there were still oil stains on his mouth, and there was no momentum at all, but behind him sat a man like an iron mountain, carrying a jar of wine and pouring it violently, it was completely the same domineering drinking method as a whale swallowing, a huge iron spear was inserted obliquely in the snow, if it fell, it was easy to smash Xu Shu to death, and Xu Shu, who no longer had to steal chickens, looked at it in this position, it was the endless white-headed mountains in the distance, vast and continuous, like an ink painting, and the sky was hooked when the pen was closed. It's huge.

Xu Shu still finds it hard to believe that the fairy-like old man died in such a poor country, and he is still a beast

If countless men have spent their lives just trying to stand at a height where they will not die namelessly, then Xu Shu doesn't understand why his invincible master, who was invincible in his lifetime, had such an end.

With Xu Shu's ambitions, he is willing to temporarily give up the great country and shrink into a small village, of course, a large part of it is a shame for the master, guarding the green mountains is like guarding the spirit.

After rubbing his face, Huo Ran got up, bent down and trotted a few steps before stopping, turned around and smiled and shouted, "Master Zhang, enjoy the wine?" ”

Zhang Fei didn't even look at Xu Shu, and threw the wine jar with a foundation left in his hand, and just smashed it into Xu Shu's arms.

The jar was filled with thirty catties of wine, even if there was a foundation left, it was enough to get drunk Xu Shu, a weak scholar, his face was red after a sip of wine, he coughed a few times, and said with a bitter face: "What kind of wine-making method that Li Ci taught this kid before leaving, it is also fucking strong......"

Listening to Xu Shu's very inelegant scolding, Zhang Fei's cold face softened a little, and said softly: "There is only this wine here and some taste......

Xu Shu pouted and was silent, as a strategist, he was really a little envious of Zhang Fei, drunk and killed, drunk to relieve boredom, everything was as he pleased, an iron spear pierced through the pleasure of human affection, this kind of chic, a person like him who eats by his brain can never learn.

Throwing back the wine jar with great strength, he was caught by Zhang Fei steadily, and Xu Shu shouted:

"Master, don't be busy drinking, help clear the snow...... Let's go back and return you a hundred catties of wine, all of which are brewed according to the method taught by Li Xijiao......"

Zhang Fei was dressed in a big black fur, sitting on the snow, his wine-stained placket and his messy beard that had not been shaved for a long time, squinting his eyes and striking a thumping rhythm on the iron spear handle.

When a jar of wine is exhausted, it is thrown casually, and the huge jar falls from the top of the steep slope high in the village and shatters to the ground.

Xu Shu, who likes to care about money, felt sorry for the jar that was worth at least dozens of copper plates, and was talking about some chattering words that were not suitable for the family and did not know the cost of firewood and rice, when he felt a shock under his feet.

Zhang Fei Huo Ran stood up, he was not a little drunk with his drinking, but he seemed to be drunk.

An iron spear was re-solidified and forged by the craftsmen of the government who came from the county to support the construction, and it was a few points heavier, and it was held in his hands without distinguishing from each other, and when it was pulled out, the ground around it moved.

There is no lack of steepness on the flat steep slope split by the heavenly knife, like a hard and sharp knife stalk 100 meters away from the head of the village, from above, it is a flat snowfield.

At the end of the Han Dynasty, there was no trace of modernity, and its scenery was much more charming than that of Li Ci's time, which Li Ci had sighed when he first came to the end of the Han Dynasty.

At this moment, Zhang Fei, who was nearly two meters tall, was wearing a pitch-black bear skin that he had just picked up a few days ago, and fell from a high place holding a huge iron spear as high as the two of them.

A spear slashed out, like a dragon and a snake, leaving a flat mark on the snow, and the thick snow that had piled up above the ankles was cleared, revealing the crisp black dirt underneath.

Zhang Fei was drunk but not drunk, his figure swayed, like a tiger hitting a mountain, and the mountain collapsed between the swing of the iron spear, domineering and wanton.

It's like splashing ink on a huge piece of white paper, with continuous moves, and the opening and closing are full of murderous and alcoholic energy.

His steps staggered and swayed, and from time to time they collapsed like a huge mountain, and the half-large trees that stopped his steps were directly smashed and struck across the snow, like corpses.

Xu Shu on the hillside looked leisurely, if he had such a powerful man a few years ago, it would not be impossible to divide a county and a half states now.

Zhang Fei took a sip of wine and spilled it with a spear.

The snow was forced away, and the black soil was gradually revealed, with Zhang Fei as the center, and the black continued to spread into a patch of black.

Xu Shu looked at the back of the man with black fur, black hair, and black spear standing on the black earth.

What a murderous guy with a domineering spirit.

Xu Shu made no secret of his admiration for Zhang Fei, leaned forward to probe his legs, and as soon as he slipped out of the situation, he slid down the long steep slope, and the steep and rugged slope wanted to grind Xu Shu's ass painfully. Grinning his teeth, he reached out and groped out a pair of flints from the placket of his clothes, trotted a few steps forward, groped for a bump in the rocky and earthy protrusions, and held his hand to block the wind, and with a few crisp sounds, the sparks splashed and ignited the buried things buried in the earth.

A pungent strong smell, accompanied by billowing black smoke, was naturally the small beacon tower that Xiao Liang had arranged at the beginning, and the wolf dung accumulated under the tunnel mouth was of the highest quality.

The smoke is like a big pillar of green ink, which is still condensed in the wind, and it pokes at the darkness.

But the smell was really smoky, and Xu Shu, who was very close to a few outlets, already had snot, tears and vomiting.

Zhang Fei was not affected at all, his rough palm rubbed the rough surface of the blade, slightly cold.

The two of them stood and waited for a long time, and then they only heard the sound of horses' hooves in the depths of the green mountains, and the sound of hooves approached, and countless black crushing cavalry in the depths of the green mountains were like sea water flowing into the river stream towards the cramped and narrow village clearing.

Xu Shu, who was squatting on the ground, grabbed his hair that had not been washed for a few days, his face turned pale when he vomited, and he stood up and roared in a hoarse voice:

"Before Kong Ming left, he handed over your command to me, today I will take a look at you and inform you, in a few days, follow me to kill...... It doesn't make sense for others to eat meat, we can't even take a sip of soup......"

The smoke of wolf dung has been smelling since ancient times, and people who vomit can eat overnight, so on the battlefield in the scorching summer, the piles of corpses have to make people vomit all the useless things such as conscience and good thoughts.

Zhang Fei stood there quietly, thinking of these for no reason, and then thinking of the white-haired and armored old man with two swords, thinking of the young woman who was like a god, and thinking of something farther, it was always more interesting than gathering gold and silver in the mountains and forests.

So as soon as he turned his arm, a two-hundred-pound iron spear pressed on Xu Shu's shoulder, and the poor young man was prostrate on the ground with a bitter face.

Zhang Fei looked disdainful and said softly: "You know how to kill a fart"

Xu Shu opened his mouth, but he still didn't say anything to refute it, and was pressed by the iron spear and lay on the ground, like a turtle that had only been turned over, stretched his neck and looked at it, and just happened to see the little girl Xia Cao carrying a food box to deliver food.

A few hundred meters away, the little girl standing on a high place was just able to take in the formation of the large cavalry.

The old dark and rusty, but still strong hanging vest chain and soldier armor are dignified and pressing, there is a strong momentum such as the cold light iron clothing, the iron horse stepping on the glacier, etc.,

Even if most of this cavalry are illiterate rough men, gathering together at this moment can indeed make the literati and ink writers not hesitate to be stingy.

Such a reckless picture fell into the eyes of the little girl, and there were three points of instinctive fear of killing in the army, and the rest of it was surprise and admiration.

Finding Xia Cao coming, Zhang Fei's face softened a little, lifted his spear, let go of Xu Shu who was pressed to the ground, let him roll up, and stumbled in the direction of Xia Cao, completely looking like a hungry dog pounced on food.

took the food box in Xia Cao's hand, took out a snow-white steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth, pinched a pheasant paw, and gnawed on the oil. I still don't forget to brag and show off with Xia Cao

"See, little girl, look down, it's all your Brother Xu's people...... Even people and horses"

If it was an ordinary child, she would have screamed and screamed, and she was shocked, Xia Cao was not a child who had seen the world, and the look in her eyes showed that she was also surprised and curious, but she was much more stable and polite than children of the same age, and she just nodded with extreme restraint

"It's amazing......"