The mutual hunting of scouts in Luyang, Longcheng, Hanoi and other places was a prelude to the war, but it was not even a talking point for everyone on both sides.

Luoyang.

In the golden hall of the imperial city, several copper stoves are burning charcoal fires, and on the seats on both sides, the staggered staggering, the words are high-pitched and rude, and occasionally the palace maid who pours wine will be pulled in her arms, laughing wantonly, unable to hide the barbarism on her body. Outside the hall, when the footsteps came quickly, the hall was drinking and singing, and most of the people who could participate in such a banquet were the generals of the Xiliang lineage, such as Li Dao, Guo Yan, Zhang Ji, Fan Chou, Niu Fu, Li Ru and others, as well as the scribes collected by Luoyang, Cai Yong and the like.

At the banquet, Cai Yong's mind was not on the banquet, he was stunned when he held the weapon, and the colleagues next to him probably understood that he was concerned about the captive daughter in his heart, and sighed and was about to say a few words of relief, outside the hall, Lu Bu strode in and arched his hand towards the figure above: "Lu Bu has seen his father-in-law." ”

Dong Zhuo laughed and got up, greeted him, and pulled the other party over, "How is Wu'er prepared?" ”

"The soldiers and horses are ready, and they will obey the orders of the righteous father at any time." Lu Bu raised his head, his eyes burning.

Behind a low table on the side, the white-faced and long-bearded scribe elegantly wiped the grease on his mouth, got up and bowed to Dong Zhuo: "The Kwantung Coalition Army is just a group of rabble, although there are many soldiers and generals, but they all have two hearts, this fashion can't be seen, as long as it drags on for a long time, infighting will inevitably occur." ”

Lu Bu glanced at the flattering scribe, it was Dong Zhuo's son-in-law, Li Ru, who was almost the brainchild in the entire Xiliang lineage, and he knew best who it was who poisoned King Hongnong not long ago. In fact, this kind of villainous behavior made Lu Bu quite disdainful, and he even rarely communicated verbally.

"Don't worry about the father-in-law, there are painted halberds and red rabbits." The tall and mighty figure waved his hand, and his voice sounded in the hall, and his palm slowly clenched into a fist: "Let the Kanto rats not be able to step on the Bishui Pass for half a step, and behead Yuan Shao and others by the way and present them to the father-in-law." ”

These words made Dong Zhuo pat the other party's thick shoulders and laughed heartily, "Hahaha-Wu'er is brave, I naturally know that you take the headquarters and the wolf to ride into Bishui Pass, and the old man will send Li Su and Fan Chou with 30,000 Xiliang soldiers to command with you." ”

"Yes." Lu Bu gave up his hand, and after drinking a few more wines in the hall, he walked out of the noisy golden hall, and then his face sank, and his fist clenched, "...... In vain to be commensurate with father and son...... The enemy has arrived at the door, and they don't trust me, Lu Bu......"

On the other side, the voices in the Golden Palace continued to be noisy, and Li Ru said, "Father-in-law... Xu Rong and Hu Zhen were afraid that they had arrived in Luyang at this moment, and the son-in-law was a little worried about whether the two of them could block the Jiangdong Tiger and Yuan Highway. ”

"Jiangdong Tigers..... Sun Jian ....." Dong Zhuo raised his head and drank all the wine, threw it on a few cases, the copper bell stared at the scribe with big eyes, and in the blink of an eye, he slapped his palm on the table, and the hall was silent, and his voice sank: "....Sun Wentai - when he was in Xiliang, this person slandered in front of Zhang Wen and wanted to behead the old man......"

His eyes were bloodshot, almost staring out, he got up with his hands behind his back, swayed back and forth a few steps, and after a while, his wide sleeves flicked: "Summoning the commander Huaxiong, go to assist, be sure to bring the head of the Sun family to the old man." ”

Li Ru happily agreed, and soon after, the banquet dispersed, everyone walked out together, he walked alone on the imperial palace road with his head held high and his hands on his back, the guards on both sides all bowed their heads, the cold wind hit their faces, and the short beard stroked, and the scholar who was once down-and-out was no longer there.

He stopped at the palace gate, looked back at the huge imperial city, looked at the generals and scribes who came out in twos and threes, and then turned back and continued to move forward.

This is where he Li Wenyou can show his strengths......

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On November 20, the sky was dark, the clouds were thick, and the fighting became fierce.

Twenty miles north of Lushan, an army from Luoyang was stationed there, with a black beard on his chin, not tall, but a very stocky general, who was unloading his armor in the big tent, wiping the sweat stains on his body, and the fierce battle lasted for a day, and the army was only dismissed at dusk.

It's just that he doesn't know why, he feels that the tiger on the other side is just in vain, and the opponent's attack is not fierce after several attacks.

"Count the wounded soldiers and settle them properly." He wiped the sweat stains while giving an order, and soon outside the tent, a scout in the army came to report: "Dadu Protector, the Taishi sent Du Lieutenant Huaxiong to assist, and it has passed Niulan Leiting thirty miles away." ”

The copper basin slammed into the ground with a clatter.

The Xiliang general named Hu Zhen has always been anxious, and he came with Xu Rong in the same way, but he was eager to fight for merit, and took the first step to start a war with Sun Jian on the opposite side, but he didn't take advantage of it at all, so he had to set up camp. At this time, when he heard that the reinforcements were coming, he was naturally furious in his heart.

"Taishi, I'm worried that I won't be able to take Sun Wentai...... Hua Xiong also wants to take credit...... Order, the whole army will rest well, and fight to the death with Sun Wentai tomorrow-"

Soon night fell.

The lights swayed in the big tent, Xu Rong looked at the cloth silk painted with the terrain, stroked his beard and considered, a battle report that had already been submitted was thrown by him in the corner of the table, probably had already seen the above about the battle between Hu Zhen and Sun Jian in the daytime, after a while, he put away the topographic map and recruited the left and right lieutenant generals: "The tiger did not go all out, he will go to rob the village tonight, Hu Duhu is afraid that the army will be defeated like a mountain, and then wait for the ambush in Lushan and Yihe, and when Sun Jian pursues him, he will attack from three sides with me." ”

"That's... Do you know..."

Over there, the general waved his hand: "He is undefeated, how can I have merit?" ”

He stared at the flickering candle flame, his eyes shut.

……..

In the military camp outside Luyang City, the lights were as usual, but there was a little more silence, and occasionally there were faint screams of people in the pitch-black fields outside. Soon, the night became darker and cooler.

In the dark tent, a figure took the iron spear leaning on the rack, lifted the curtain and came out, the quiet light outside reflected the heroic face, silently turned over and got on the horse, the iron pieces on the armor collided, exuding a smell of iron and blood. Behind him, large and small camps, large and small, came out of the armored soldiers, leading their horses in formation.

"All light horses-" The hand that let go of the handle of the knife was raised in the air, Sun Jian subconsciously clenched his fist, and the wrapped horse's hooves slowly began to move, moving silently in the dark, and the foot soldiers carried weapons and followed behind the slow cavalry in front, walking silently.

Yin time.

The cold wind blew through the helmet, Sun Jian looked at the 10,000-strong camp in the black in front of him, his eyes were awe-inspiring, the four generals behind him lined up, slowly drew out his weapons, and then said two words in a deep voice: "Attack-"

The black earth was silent...... The dull sound of horses' hooves gradually kicked off the cloth silk in the galloping, and made a rumbling sound like shattering the earth.

On the sentry tower of the Xiliang Army, the archers shot arrows, exploded above the camp, and then an arrow shot up from below, while the corpse fell down, several galloping war horses stepped on the roar and went straight to the gate of the village, in the roar, the knight on horseback jumped off the horse at the moment of collision, rolled in the place, and listened to several loud bangs one after another.

The horses screamed and neighed, their bodies crashed into the gate of the village, the four hooves struggled and kicked on the ground, and more cavalry swarmed and rushed into the camp of the Xiliang army.

Hu Zhen in the moment of the explosion of the arrow, he turned up from the bunk, panicked out of the camp tent wearing armor, in the dim and chaotic vision, a group of cavalry brandished knives and guns rampage, most of the Xiliang soldiers in the camp were in a panic did not have time to form a formation, the killed people turned on their backs, and the flesh and blood were rushing.

"There aren't many of them, so the order goes down... Hurry up and give the order, don't run around, the foot soldiers form formations, the spearmen go up, and the cavalry mount and prepare in the rear—"

As a general of Xiliang, Hu Zhen naturally has some skills in leading the army, he is yelling at the herald around him, when the flag is played, the figure is panicked, where can many people see, just when he is anxious, in front of the personal soldiers, a cavalry turned to this side, the first person, the big gun was fiercely raised, the shield flew up, and the spear smashed the head of a soldier, and then, hundreds of horsemen crashed in.

"Don't let them come—"

The face of the Xiliang general, who was still commanding and yelling, changed, and he naturally recognized the angry face of the beard who was fighting and rushing forward in the crowd, and the guards on the left and right hurriedly stepped forward to intercept him, and turned around and shouted: "Most of the guards go first." ”

"Xiliang Dog Thief!! On horseback, Sun Jian's face was bloody, and he yelled fiercely at the two cavalrymen who stopped him, raised his hand and threw the iron spear, and at the same time stuck one of them on the ground through the back of the horse, he pulled out the ancient ingot knife on his waist with his backhand, and with a bang, cut the other cavalryman off the horse.

Looking ahead, the enemy general was leading the rout to retreat to the rear of the Zhaimen, and he was chasing after him with a horse and a knife.

As the saying goes: it will be the courage of a soldier. This sentence is not unreasonable, the Xiliang soldiers are brave, if there is no brave general to preside over the overall situation, to a large extent, let the soldiers in the fight vent their courage, so as to rout, Xiliang Dazhai in the fight chaos, some people see the main general escape, for a time to cause greater chaos.

"Let's go... Most of them ran away. ”

"Surrender..."

Hu Zhen heard the sound in the chaos from afar, gritted his teeth and wanted to turn back to fight, there was a group of soldiers and horses in front of him suddenly intercepted, he gritted his teeth and raised his gun and stabbed it, but what was ushered in was an iron whip, smashed on the barrel of the gun, the other party was a veteran, but the strength was a little greater.

When the iron whip rose again, Hu Zhen did not dare to fight again, pulled out the horse's head, and hurriedly fled north. The hundreds left behind lacked command and were routed and slaughtered.

During the attack, Sun Jian integrated the bloodstained faces of his subordinates solemn and hideous, the night wind blew, the cloak hunted and hunted, and he waved his knife casually, "Continue to pursue!" ”

The voice was murderous.

However, soon, chasing to the north, the black-faced and long-bearded general stood in the dark, looked at the pursuing army, waved his hand, and opened his mouth: "The enemy is coming...... Herald... Sortie! ”

…….

Then, the shouts of fighting sounded all over the mountains, and the locusts shot out from the blue ash in the early hours of the night.

PS: The plot is a mixture of romance and history, so there is no warm wine to kill Huaxiong.