Ding Yuan, the word Jianyang, a figure in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, the official worshiped Jinwu, led the state to assassinate the history, after the death of Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty, he was invited by He Jin to enter Luoyang to kill the ten permanent servants, but before he arrived, He Jin had been killed by the eunuchs. Dong Zhuo controlled the government, wanted to strengthen his own power, and wanted to get rid of Ding Yuan.

However, wasn't Ding Yuan killed by Lu Bu in history, why did Zhang Yu see and hear tonight seems to be completely different from his own understanding.

The enemy general who was cut off by Lu Bu called himself Niu Fu, and he was indeed a general under Dong Zhuo. Then it is true that Dong Zhuo wants to get rid of Ding Yuan, shouldn't he buy Lu Bu and kill Ding Yuan?

Is this the real history?

"It's good to come, cough. Ahem... Don't blame yourself. Ding Yuan's voice was very weak, and when he looked at it, it turned out that he had suffered a fatal wound in his chest, and he was bleeding nonstop.

"Uncle, you...

"Fengxian, I should be leaving, I can't go to Luoyang, cough cough... I can't see Your Majesty anymore... Fengxian, you are majestic, martial arts, and dominance in our army, and this army will be handed over to you. Gather the rebellious army, the people and horses in Luoyang City... Ahem, Wen Yuan, you are familiar with the art of war and proficient in strategy, you want, do a good job of assisting Feng Xian, get rid of the national thief, Dong Zhuo! Speaking of excitement, he coughed up two taels of blood and stained a bloody moon.

"Uncle, don't say it again, where is the military doctor!!" There were only silent corpses and cold halberds around.

"It's useless, stop shouting. Fengxian, your nature is not bad, but you are too impulsive, too killing, this... Ahem, it might cause you a lot of trouble. Remember, to... Want... Hold on to your heart ... That's right... Help me... Buy a bunch of sugar. Sugar gourd to Ling'er, I... I promised... ”

Before he could finish speaking, he lost his breath.

Lu Bu roared, sadness, anger, hatred, and filled this roar.

"Fengxian, it's useless to blame me. I. On the side, the white-clothed general was already scarred on his body, and he only held on to the present in one breath, but finally he couldn't support it and passed out.

"Brother Wenyuan! Zhang Wenyuan! Zhang Liao! You get up for me, my uncle is gone, and if you leave me again, I will cut off my hands and feet! You wake me up! ”

Another roar, roaring towards the night sky, "Dong Zhuo! I am inseparable from you! I will take your dog's life! ”

This is catharsis, but also an oath, Dong Zhuo, your life, the ghosts and gods want it!

Dong Zhuo's name has been set in the book of life and death, and no one can erase it.

Zhang Yu witnessed all this and had mixed feelings. His mind was very confused, very dizzy, his eyelids were very heavy, his hands and feet were trembling weakly, after everything he had just experienced, he had already lost his strength, but at the moment he couldn't hold on, and fell into the pile of corpses.

I, am I going to die?

Me, am I dreaming?

I should be waking up soon.

The village chief's story is almost over.

Mother's dinner should be ready.

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Zhang Yu struggled to open his eyes, the sunlight was a little harsh, but it was warm. Is this paradise? Am I still dead?

His eyes changed from blurry to clear, and he saw his surroundings clearly, an ordinary house, he was lying on the bed, there was a small bucket at the head of the bed, and the towel on the side was still wet, which should have been used for a short time.

Zhang Yu has experienced this scene for the second time.

I'm alive, where is this?

I wanted to get up, but I found that my whole body was in pain, my hands and feet had no strength, and I wanted to shout, but I found that I could only make a faint sound.

Just as Zhang Yu was trying to get up, a rough and majestic voice came from outside the house.

"Hmph, I shouldn't have saved this little kid if I knew it, I haven't woken up after lying for so long, let him fend for himself, save me money here!"

Lu Bu's voice!

A woman's voice seemed to be arguing with Lu Bu, "Fengxian, you have saved everything, and you are still saying these words, you see, this child is also pitiful, if it weren't for you, he wouldn't be like this, besides, such a young child, if he died, how sad his parents should be, you say yes, Ling'er." ”

The voice, like a mother's mother.

A silver bell-like voice echoed the woman's voice, "Yes, yes, he's pitiful, his father and mother will be very sad." ”

"Humph! Woman's kindness! Woman's kindness! Ignore you, let you go, I see Brother Wenyuan gone! ”

The footsteps faded away, and Lu Bu seemed to leave.

"Ling'er, your father is like this, his mouth is very hard, but his heart is still very soft, right? Let's go see the kid."

"That's it, but Daddy is a good person, a very good person!"

That night, not long after Zhang Yu fainted, Lu Bu's subordinates were late, seeing this scene, the cold face of General Gao, the expression on his face became ugly, and he understood the ins and outs of the matter, and actually knelt down in front of the corpse.

A man has gold under his knees, but no amount of gold is worth the lives of his relatives and brothers!

"Uncle, Wen Yuan, it's too late, please punish your uncle!" His voice trembled, full of grief and indignation.

Unfortunately, he could no longer hear the rebuke.

Two big men can't even kneel here.

A woman got out of the carriage, holding a child in her hand, her face was vaguely covered with tears, and the child beside her was very cute and beautiful, but also very sad and painful. Silently chanting in her mouth, Ling'er can't cry, Ling'er is the strongest, Ling'er is the most powerful, as powerful as her father.

Tears rolled in his eyes, and he couldn't hold back.

The woman paced to Lu Bu's side, and the corpses along the way did not stop the footsteps of the two of them, and their eyes were only ahead.

"Bong-first... The woman hugged Lu Bu tightly, and the child held his hand tightly.

"Burda, bury people, it's not good for women to see us like this." Said it very reluctantly, said it very sadly, said it very hard, said it very resolutely.

"Bong-first... The cold-faced general looked at Lu Bu, his eyes trembled, and his body trembled.

However, the child could no longer suppress the sadness in his heart, "Grandpa Ding, hurry up, I want to eat rock sugar gourd, I want to hear stories, I want you!! ”

The crying is heartbreaking, the pear blossoms bring rain, and those who see it are pitiful.

In the cry, the soldiers began to clean up the battlefield and prepare to bury the deceased, and suddenly, a soldier was startled!

"General Zhang, General Zhang still has breath, he is not dead!!"

Like a thunderbolt.

"I'm not dead yet, save me, ah, no, save Wenyuan, save Wenyuan" Lu Bu was a little incoherent.

Wenyuan, you must survive!! You must! Survive!!

"General. There is a faint child here, I don't know if it is... "It's not Zhang Yu, who else can it be

Kid, huh?! That little boy, General Ben is in a bad mood right now, very bad.

"If you don't save him, let him fend for himself!"

When the woman heard this, she saw that the child was no more than seven or eight years old, and that his body was thin and weak, and that she was very pitiful.

"Fengxian, save people, that child is so young, if he dies like this, how sad his father and mother will be, just like Uncle Jianyang is to you."

Lu Bu thought about it, if it weren't for himself, this little kid wouldn't have fallen here, if it weren't for this little kid, he probably wouldn't even be able to see his uncle for the last time.

"That's it, if you want to save it, you can save it, you don't need to tell me."

Tonight's crescent moon is sharp, sharp like a sharp blade, piercing people's hearts.

Under the moon, a simple cemetery, two tall men, guarding this grief and longing until dawn.

The woman fell asleep in the chariot, and the child in her arms was weeping and weeping in her arms.

The soldiers rested on the spot in groups of three or five, and the horses also stopped moving.

Everything seemed so peaceful, so normal.

The hopeful morning sun slowly rose from the east side of the hill, and the warm sun shone on this calm land, on this calm army, on the small graveyard. As if I want to wash away the gloom here.

Lu Bu looked at the rising sun, got up, reined in his horse, and gave an order.

"The whole army, march to Luoyang"

Very simple order, very relaxed, very calm, very heavy, very resolute, very murderous!