Chapter 111: It turns out that death is so hard
"Huang Junhou, sure enough, is a loyal and brave man of the Han Dynasty! Your move is not what Cao Chun said to be a traitor seeking glory, you were originally an officer of the Han army, it turned out that you went astray, today you can see the ugly face of Cao thief, abandon the darkness and turn to the light, and return to the Han in anger, it is really gratifying! Our army's military merit title system stipulates that anyone who kills the enemy at the first rank can accumulate a little military merit and get ten acres of Yongye fertile land; Chopping will accumulate two points to get 20 acres of Yongye fertile land, and so on. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 infoNow that you kill Cao Chun's personal soldier captain Cao Xing, you will be given two points of military merit according to the law, and you will be rewarded with twenty acres of Yongye fertile land. Liu Chan lost no time, put away his wicked smile, and congratulated with sincerity on his face.
"Congratulations to Huang Junhou! Congratulations to Junhou Huang! Xiang Pet and the other Han soldiers clamored excitedly.
"I am willing to serve my son!"
"I am willing to die for the emperor's uncle!"
"Willing to play for the Great Han!"
Huang Xian and Chang Fang led more than 2,000 tiger and leopard knights to kneel on the ground and express their loyalty.
"Ah, you guys! cough cough cough ......" Cao Chun vomited a mouthful of blood angrily, trembling all over, and almost fell off the horse, all the bubbles of hope met the sun and burst in an instant.
"Gentlemen, please get up, from today onwards, we will be a family! The soldiers of the Han army cheer to their heart's content! Laugh! Liu Chan shouted excitedly and inexplicably.
"Long live the Great Han!"
How can you not be excited? From today onwards, Cao Cao's tiger and leopard ride has completely disappeared, turned into the clouds of the past, and become the dust of history.
The Han army in Jingzhou had an elite iron cavalry that dominated the world, that is, it began to have a sharp knife ace army that dominated the rivers and mountains and dominated the world.
On the contrary, Cao Cao lost the tiger and leopard rider forever, suffered the greatest defeat since the Battle of Red Cliffs, and his strength was greatly weakened.
Liu Chan has already begun to think impatiently about how to reorganize and rebuild this divine weapon, so that they can gallop on the battlefield as soon as possible and make contributions.
Seeing that this ace army, which had exhausted half of his life's hard work, was ambushed by Liu Chan, the results of his life's efforts were wiped out in an instant. Cao Chun's eyes were hollow, his face was like ashes, as if his backbone had been sucked out of his bones, and he almost fell to the ground with a soft heart, and he even had the heart to die.
Tiger and leopard riding is like the child raised by Cao Chun with all his heart, this is his lifelong struggle for the cause, the ideal pursued all his life!
From preparation, horse selection, personnel selection, money and food, establishment, training, food, equipment, troop arrangement, formation, expedition, and war, as the first and last commander, he did everything day and night, and paid his life's energy and wisdom.
Now, he was plotted such a big conspiracy by traitors such as Zhuge Villager and Liu Dazi, and dug this big super sinkhole, so he easily buried everything he had and took it away cleanly in front of him, what face did he have to face Jiangdong's fathers? !
Without a tiger and leopard to ride, he is a bare-bones commander, and he is a complete waste in front of Cao Cao, and there is no value that can be used at all.
Although he is extremely reluctant to believe that Cao Cao will be such a merciless person, but the cruel objective reality is like this, even if Cao Cao doesn't care, but the other civil and military generals are only afraid that they will take the opportunity to fall into the well, and everyone wants to put themselves to death and then hurry up.
Thinking of this, Cao Chun jumped off the horse, knelt facing the north, wept bitterly, and shouted to the sky: "Prime Minister, Cao Chun is incompetent, he has lost his teacher and humiliated the country, he is ashamed of the sky, and he has failed your cultivation." Cousin, actor, you have to cultivate Wen Yanwu well, he will help his father avenge this blood sea of revenge one day! I'll go! ”
Let's say, with a "whoosh", he pulled out his sword suddenly, and wiped it on his neck, seeing that the tiger and leopard cavalry commander who is respectable, admirable, mighty, and mighty in the world, is about to return to the underworld and die in Jiuquan......
Because it came too suddenly, everyone present was stunned by Cao Chun's awe-inspiring righteousness and heroic feat of seeing death as home, and the scene was silent, so quiet that even a needle fell and the sound of a heart beating could be heard.
One by one, they all held their breath, dumbfounded, and saluted one after another, some regretted, some reluctant, some admired, some did not believe, some elated, some gloated...... each with their own thoughts, and so on.
Just at the last moment, the sound of "poof" arrows entering the flesh and "sonorous" swords falling to the ground came, and Cao Chun covered his bloody right hand with his left hand, and the pain and anger made his face extremely hideous and terrifying.
It turned out that Zhao Yun shot Cao Chun's left hand with an arrow, destroying Cao Chun's attempt to commit suicide.
How could Liu Chan be willing to let him die! He had already arranged for Zhao Yun to keep an eye on Cao Chun with a bow and arrows, pay attention to his every move, prevent him from acting excessively, and it would be very useful to keep Comrade Cao Chun's dog life.
"Commander Cao Chun, although the general died in a hundred battles, the horse leather shroud is the best destination. Look at you, the sun is so bright, the air is so fresh, life is so beautiful, the son is so smart, the wife and concubine are so cute, the family is so happy, and the career is so successful! Why are you so willing to give up these beautiful things?! Why can't you think about it so much, which woman's act to do?! ”
Liu Chan's small face looked up to the sky, his hands spread upward, a wicked smile on his face, and sighed puzzledly.
Cao Chun held his bloody right hand in his left hand, staring at Liu Chan with great resentment, but the severe pain made him want to cry without tears. Unexpectedly, his fate was in the hands of this little demon king, so that he couldn't survive or die. It turns out that it's so hard to die!
He even described his feat of self-slaughter as a woman's act! What kind of logic and thinking is this?
"Ahhh Liu Chan's outstanding performance caused the people present to laugh and thunder.
"Cao Chun's children's shoes, there is a poem called "Life is precious, love is more expensive, if it is for freedom, both can be thrown.'" This is a well-known and widely circulated poem written by the famous Xiongnu poet Pei Duofei. Of course, none of you have heard of this famous poem, because it is only circulated in the northern steppes. Well, it means that love is more precious than life, but freedom is the most precious, yes. In other words, freedom is more important than love and life combined. Liu Chan shook his head and persuaded Cao Chun in a matter-of-fact manner.
What the hell is this?! Everyone looked at each other in amazement.
Cao Chun looked dazed and expressed puzzlement, he had fought in the north and south for many years, often dealt with Beihu, and had never heard of such a great god poet Pei Duofei in the Huns, let alone heard them sing this famous poem.
Only the erudite and well-informed Zhuge Liang smiled, but this did not mean that he knew, it just meant that he knew that Liu Chan was eccentric, and he was used to seeing it for a long time.
"The little lord is mighty!" When everyone looked at Zhuge Liang's expression, they thought that he acquiesced to Liu Chan's words, and couldn't help but stare at Liu Chan with adoring eyes, and couldn't help but cheer.
Looking at their extremely fanatical, pious and serious expressions, Liu Chan leaned forward and leaned back with a smile, thinking that you must not know, the poet is a descendant of the Huns two thousand years later, called the Hungarian Pei Duofei.
"Cao Chuntong's shoes, my dear Commander Cao, I really can't bear to let you die, I can't tell Lao Cao if you die, well, I'm sorry, it's the great Cao. No, bah, bah, I'm sorry, and it's wrong, it's the great and peerless Prime Minister Cao and the Great Demon King Cao. When the time comes, he asks us for people, if you die and return to the West, what should I do?! Aren't you making it hard for me?! Liu Chan's expression was very serious, and his tone was playful.
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