The lights are dim, a chessboard full of black and white chess pieces is resting on the couch, a woman in military uniform is holding chess pieces, reclining on the seat, and the person playing against the woman is dressed in Confucian clothes, and the face of the national character is full of dignified color.

"Smack~"

The woman's shot was like lightning, and a white child fell on the chessboard, and in an instant, the originally sluggish white child on the chessboard came to life as if he had taken the elixir.

"Alas~" The man looked at the white son who was born after death, sighed, abandoned the black child in his hand, shook his head and said: "The more advanced Anyang's chess skills are, the more a son can be put to death and be born, but the husband is not as good as Anyang." ”

"The game between husband and gentleman is so high, how can it be compared to Anyang?"

It turned out that the two of them were actually Zhijin Wu and his wife Princess Anyang, Princess Anyang said: "The husband once said that the way to play the game lies in the clear heart, and at this time, the husband is unclear in his heart, so he is naturally defeated by Anyang." ”

Fu Wan frowned, and naturally knew what Princess Anyang said in his heart. Princess Anyang broke into the palace at night and beat the Son of Heaven violently, causing a storm in the city, and the officials who were originally loyal to the Son of Heaven blamed him, and even Lu Zhi, the original Shangshu who had been hiding deep and simple, came to inquire about him, and on the other hand, Dong Zhuo and his family used this as a handle to criticize him, and the Fu family was stormy for a while.

"Anyang... Dong Zhuo deceived the Son of Heaven at a young age, causing chaos in the dynasty, my Fu family has been Hanchen and Hanlu for generations, and Anyang is also the relative of today's son, so he should support the Son of Heaven to tide over the difficulties when my Han is in danger. After Fu Wan, he took a deep breath and said in a condensed voice: "Ran Anyang broke into the palace at night, beat the Son of Heaven, made the city full of wind and rain, and lost the majesty of the Son of Heaven, how could he be so reckless?" ”

"Husband, you don't understand." Princess Anyang rubbed a chess piece and said with a lonely expression: "How can a concubine do the things of a beast who doesn't want to serve the country?" ”

"Then you...."

"Husband, don't ask." Princess Anyang put away her lonely look, and turned to say in a deep voice: "As long as the husband understands, the concubine will never do anything that is sorry for her ancestors, nor will she do anything that is not good for the family." ”

"That's it, my father knows that Anyang acts in moderation, since this is the case, my husband doesn't care about this matter." Fu Wan shook his head, and then said: "It's just that the Son of Heaven has lost his majesty after all, Lu Qiang has always been loyal to the Son of Heaven, but I'm afraid that this matter will not be reconciled." ”

The corners of Princess Anyang's mouth raised a sneer: "If it weren't for Lu Qiang's old horseman, I'm afraid that Dong Zhuo would never have done such a rebellious act so easily, and the concubine would ask for the old horseman's head sooner or later." ”

"Mishi-sama."

While the two were talking, a voice came from outside the door, Fu Wan knew that it was the embroidered messenger who came, the two had already made an appointment, and Fu Wan couldn't ask about the embroidery directly, so he nodded at An Yang and walked out of the door.

The embroidered messenger who was waiting outside the door saw that he pushed the door out, so he bowed and saluted: "The embroidered messenger Yan Lan has seen Lord Zhijinwu. ”

"Well, Anyang is already waiting in the study, so let's go in." Fu Wan nodded, and left after speaking.

The embroidered messenger nodded, entered the study, and there was a voice of greetings, followed by the voice of Anyang's inquiry, and then the voices of both sides gradually lowered, and the embroidered messenger stayed in the study for a quarter of an hour before leaving quietly, as for what the two said, no one knew.

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Hanoi County, Huai District.

The north wind is howling, rolling up the dust, and the ten-mile-long street is bleak.

"Click~~"

In the rapid and heavy footsteps, more than ten teams of heavily armored soldiers marched towards the city wall along the ten-mile long street and stepped on neat steps, the sonorous and cold iron armor flashed with a dark cold glow, and the bundles of cherry red tassels on the soldiers' helmets were as beautiful as blood in the light of the morning sun~~

The city wall was already full of warriors wearing dark iron armor and holding spears, among which a burly man with a steel spear exuding a cold and murderous aura looked at the surging cavalry outside the city wall with an indifferent expression, facing the huge cavalry array, without a trace of expression on his indifferent face.

"Lord Qiyu Taishou, the wooden base rolling stones, the gold juice boiling oil, are ready."

"Lord Qiyu Taishou, the spearmen and sword and shield bearers have been assembled."

"Lord Kaiyu, all the archers are ready to shoot the enemy at any time."

The burly man is naturally Hanoi Taishou Wang Kuang, with the report of a famous herald, indicating that Huaixian has completely entered a state of combat readiness, the wooden base rolling stone, gold juice boiling oil is naturally the city defense equipment, especially the gold juice with waste boiling oil, it is actually a weapon to defend the city.

The archers were the veterans brought out by Wang Kuang from Taishan County, the elite of the elite, and the rest of the soldiers were formed from Hanoi, although they practiced day and night, they were much worse than the five hundred archers.

"Your Excellency." Fang Yue strode over with an iron gun in his hand, and said to Wang Kuang in a deep voice: "Tan Ma Lai report, the major families in Hanoi have led troops to come to the rescue, and the fastest one will be able to arrive within two days." ”

"Okay." Wang Kuang turned his head, narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Don't spread this news first, no matter how the bloodless soldiers are trained, they will be recruits after all." The Huns are coming, and they can first use this to let the recruits hone their skills. ”

"My lord." Fang Yue hugged his fists, suddenly seemed to feel something, and said in a condensed voice: "It's here." ”

More than ten miles away from Huaixian, 10,000 Hun iron cavalry gathered into a huge cavalry array, dense like locusts rolling in, the wide official road was covered by a large gray-brown crowd of people in an instant, billowing smoke and dust from behind the Hun cavalry formation, gradually rising higher and higher, until the whole sky was covered...

In front of the cavalry formation, Yu Fuluo was wearing cowhide armor, raised his horse whip and whipped it fiercely on the war horse, looking up at it, the outline of the majestic city in front of him gradually became clear, and thousands of Han soldiers stood on the city wall, black and heavy.

Yu Fuluo's eyes revealed murderous intent, how could the soldiers of the Hun warriors be able to withstand the mere city, or it would not be long before they would become the souls of the Hun warriors.

Suddenly, the city was close in front of him, and the surging Hun cavalry gradually stopped, two hundred steps away from Huaixian, and slowly spread out to the two wings, like locusts sweeping across the grassland to cover the north of Huaixian in an instant~~

Yu Fu Luo rode out of his horse, and pointed at Wang Kuang, who was standing on the city wall, with a scimitar in his hand, and said: "Wang Kuang, Lao Tzu has no intention of grudging with you, but Er and others have plundered Lao Tzu's materials and deceived people too much. If you wait to return the grain and grass, if not, my Hun warriors will capture the city, and the chickens and dogs will not be left. ”

"Hmph~" Wang Kuang snorted coldly and scolded disdainfully: "I am a minister of the Han Dynasty, and you are a barbarian, how can I hand over grain and grass to you and other barbarians?" If not, my great Han Erlang will slaughter you and exterminate your clan. ”