Xu Rong stood on the wall of Liang County with a solemn expression, behind him, the quiet and peaceful city, the sparse lights were lit in the dark night, after winter, the wind became more and more biting, there will be no big rod to fight at this season, the use of troops in winter is a taboo, no one dares to take such a risk, at this time the whole army retreats to Liang County to form a barrier, it is also a little easier.

However, this general in his thirties did not dare to be careless in his heart, in fact, he was even uneasy, in terms of official position, that Hu Zhen was also his subordinate, but he was not a descendant of Xiliang, but a native of Xuansu County in eastern Liaodong...... After all, Hua Xiong was folded that day, and such a crime must also be counted on his head.

But Hu Zhen has already returned to Luoyang to prepare for the New Year......

In the past few days, he frequently wrote letters to his colleagues who had better relations in the capital, defended himself a few words in front of the Taishi, and at the same time, he also prepared some gifts to send to Dong Zhuo's mansion. At least, at this juncture of the war, he doesn't have to worry about being used to warn the three armies.

Phew-

The fist was on the wall battlement, the thick eyebrows were furrowed and looked into the dark distance, the wind stroked the long beard, "Someone!" ”

Behind him, the guards stepped forward and bowed their hands.

"Put on the pot stove and cook the Yingchuan Taishou Li Min who was captured the day before yesterday alive!" His mouth opened slightly, and he spit out the words, Xu Rong turned around, his cloak raised in the wind, and his voice sank: "... Then, send someone to Sun Jian, who was stationed in Luyang. ”

The soldier bowed his head, and only felt a tremor in his heart.

After the people left, he stood on the city wall again, and soon, there was a faint scolding from the city, and then there was a heart-rending scream, which continued, Xu Rong closed his eyes slightly, and after a while, the voice was silenced, and he opened it again, and the person had calmed down.

“…… Fight again, let the world know my name Xu Rong. ”

Looking at the peaceful night, it seems to see the picture of the Jin Ge Iron Horse.

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In the north, the clouds are getting brighter, from the east gate of Luoyang, is the baggage that stretches away, the people, the oxen, the carriage raised the winter dust, the winding miles of the official road, the girl's sobbing voice floated gently, there was a red cloak, the red war horse spewed white gas, was dragged behind, bowed ears, probably did not want to listen to the voice in front.

"Lingqi, stop crying, let it go, your father is about to leave."

"Bad ......"

On the road, Lu Bu was walking slowly with his wife and daughter, and Chitu was walking behind with Zhang Liao in his hands, with some envy in his eyes, but then he sighed and looked elsewhere......

In front of them, two large and one small were walking side by side, and the mighty figure turned to look at the woman, and whispered, "...... A few days ago, the war in the south was not good, and a general was broken, and the army's heart was a little unstable, and the husband originally went to Bishui Pass in the first month, but now the army's heart is unstable, so he has to go ahead of time......"

Speaking of this, Lu Bu looked at his daughter, different from the majestic flying general in front of outsiders, he was much more gentle at the moment, rubbed Lu Lingqi's hair with his big hand, and took a deep breath: "I thought that if I took you to Luoyang, I wouldn't have to live that kind of separation, but right now... The road ahead is not easy..."

“… The concubine always has to go down with her husband....."

Yan smiled easily, her smile was a little warm in this winter, she took Lu Bu's hand, held it in her palm, and looked at him, "You and I are husband and wife... No matter how difficult the road is, the concubine will accompany her husband to go on. ”

The morning sun shone down among the clouds, and in the cold weather, it was rare to have a trace of warmth. Lu Lingqi wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and raised her little hand up and down, "And Lingqi ......"

"Stop crying?"

"Don't cry anymore." Lu Lingqi raised her little face and crossed her small waist, "I'm the daughter of a flying general, and I can't let people see jokes." The heavy atmosphere on the two of them dissipated when these words were said, and even Zhang Liao, who was following behind, laughed.

After the separation, Lu Bu looked at the ox cart that went back, and when he turned around, his momentum changed suddenly, he turned on the horse, and shouted in a majestic voice: "Wenyuan, let's go meet these Kanto rats, and then... Crush them—"

The red rabbit man stood up, his cloak unfurled, and when the horse's hooves stepped down, he had already run two or three feet away, and the ground shook.

……

East. North.

Dozens of miles of sour jujube on the north bank of the Yellow River, in the camp with the big banner of Cao Zi, piles of bonfires are lit in the staggered and orderly tents, the soldiers sit around the fire to keep warm, and then go to the school field a little farther away, shouting in a high-pitched voice, two or three thousand soldiers are practicing the array, on the high platform, the burly and majestic general holds the hilt of the sword, and the serious gaze sweeps over everyone.

In the past, under the banner of the central camp and in the big tent, the iron basin was burning with wood, and the surrounding weapons and armor shelves were full of swords, guns, swords, and halberds, and several generals sitting on the left and right sides looked solemn.

In the middle of the first place, Cao Cao was expressionless, looking at the letter in his hand, for a while, his face changed, his eyes swept over the new two generals, he laughed, and put the cloth silk aside.

“…… The coalition army will gather sour dates in the near future, and after the alliance is over, it will be the time to crusade against Dong thieves, and then I hope that the three generals will help me Cao Cao protect this great Han country. ”

After saying that, he got up and gave his hand. The person on the left was of medium shape and had an ordinary face, so he hurriedly got up and returned the salute, "Dong thief killed the country, Man Cheng hated to lead people into Luoyang to eat his flesh raw, the lord can assassinate Dong thief, how can Li Dian be behind." ”

The other general in the back seat got up, wearing a Confucian armor shawl, with a short face, a short beard shaking under his chin, and a fierce voice: "Le Jin was originally the master and the thief." ”

In the tent, Cao Cao encouraged the other party a few words, after the generals left, he also walked out of the big tent, the sky was already bright, he walked around the camp with his hands behind his back, and after a while, there was one more person behind him.

"Zihe, don't read the military book in the camp, but what are you doing with me?" Cao Cao said with a smile and continued walking, but after all, he still couldn't hide it, "... You know that, right? ”

Over there, a young man in his early twenties named Cao Chun nodded with a rather calm bearing, and followed behind: "The battle in Luyang, if it weren't for General Sun's counterattack, I'm afraid that my coalition army would lose morale before it was fought, but it was just the ...... I was most worried about."

"Worried about what?" Cao Cao turned to look at him, "... Flying general Lu Bu? ”

Cao Chun didn't answer, his eyes looked at the figure opposite, here, Cao Cao smiled and waved his hand: "Although Lu Bu is brave, he is just a horseman, so there is no need to worry." ”

"Big brother doesn't know, I'm not only worried about Lu Bu, but the Bingzhou wolf cavalry and Xiliang iron cavalry under his command, although I have a lot in the Kanto, but only the white horse Gongsun Zan of Beiping may be able to deal with it, but the cavalry is still too few, and I really want to go to war...... The odds are not good. Cao Chun looked at the figures leading the horses in the camp, and said slowly: "Besides, our grain and grass are all supplied by Jizhou Mu Hanfu, and he can't hold it for a long time." ”

After the sound fell, the two walking figures fell silent for a while, and the sky was overcast, and a snowflake fell. Cao Cao stretched out his hand to take the falling snowflakes, and white gas slowly floated out of his mouth, "No matter what... The family and the country are in danger, and after the alliance, we ......"

Snowflakes melt in the palm of your hand.

“…… Always check it out. He said.

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In the distance, the flag that sounded fiercely in the wind spread, and in the seventh year of Zhongping, the first month, the sour jujube alliance.