Chapter Ninety-Five: The Anger of the Old Soldier

Last time, it was said that Xiahou Wei, with the assistance of the dead soldiers around him, fled for his life towards Shouchun City, and in the process of escaping, he was hit by an arrow from Chen Cheng. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

When the dead man saw that Xiahouwei was injured, he was anxious. Desperately slapped the mount, and let Xiahou Wei run in front and himself behind, and then ran out for half a mile, and saw that Chen Zhi did not catch up, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"General Xia, are you okay! Why don't you pull out the arrow first? "Dead man, seeing that the feather arrow on Xiahou Wei's shoulder trembled as the horse ran, and the blood kept oozing from the wound, and a large piece of the armor behind him was red, he couldn't help but ask anxiously.

"It's no big deal, let's go back first" Xiahou Wei frowned, as if he didn't want to say more. It can be seen from the look on his face that he is not reconciled.

"Whew, whew~~~" Suddenly, the overwhelmed panting sound of a war horse came from the front. The two of them, who had just been a little relaxed, suddenly became nervous again. If the enemy cavalry sets up an ambush here, his life is in danger! After repeated pursuits, the two of them were exhausted, and even Xiahou Wei's mount speed had been reduced, and he was hanging with a sigh of relief, whimpering at any time. The dead man said helplessly:

"Xuzhou Iron Horse?" Xiahou Wei did not answer, but opened his eyes wide and stared ahead. I sighed in my heart, is the sky going to kill me? Soon, the knights in front also discovered the two Weihouwei. The man asked aloud after drinking the horse.

"Wei'er? , but Wei'er in front? ā€

"Father! It's the father! Father, I'm here! After escaping death, he suddenly heard Xiahou Yuan's long-lost voice, and Xiahou Wei smiled. In his ears, his father's voice was so beautiful and beautiful.

"Father!"

"Wei'er!"

The father and son approached quickly, and once they met, there was an indescribable sense of joy on their faces. Xiahou Yuan saw that Xiahou Wei had an arrow stuck in his shoulder, and hurriedly stopped Xiahou Wei and examined it from head to head. Fortunately, there are no missing limbs or legs.

"What's the matter with the shoulder?" Xiahou Yuan's face sank, and he asked the dead man beside Xiahou Wei.

"Pounce" the dead man knelt on the spot and repeated the matter from beginning to end, "The slave should be damned~~~"

"Kill yourself!"

"Thank you, master!"

"Slow! Father might as well leave him alive and let him make meritorious contributions! Xia Houwei stopped, Xia Houwei actually thought in his heart that if it weren't for him, he might have died in Huangquan a long time ago. Before, my father let these dead soldiers follow him, and he was not very reluctant.

"Well, according to Willy!"

"Thank you, Master, General Xie Xia!"

"Alas, I didn't expect the power of the Xuzhou Iron Cavalry to be so amazing, I thought that the Xuzhou Cavalry was only cautious and only trapped in the camp. Unexpectedly, Zhang Liao handed over all the troops to Gao Shun and Chen to train, which was a great threat to us. It is necessary to report the matter to the prime minister as soon as possible. Let's go back quickly, so as not to worry Heng'er! ā€

"Why is my father here alone?"

"It's all to blame for those turtle grandsons who are too slow~~"

It turned out that when Xiahou Wei sent Shen Zhong to ask for help, Shen Zhong happened to meet Xiahou Yuan at the West Gate. Xiahou Yuan has always been worried about Xiahou Wei, and every three or five people went to Xicheng to patrol, and after learning that Xiahou Wei was out of the city, his heart was raised to his throat, and he wanted to go out of the city, and he happened to meet Shen Zhong.

So Xiahou Wei ordered another 500 people, and asked people to send a message to Xiahou Heng, so that he would then send someone to follow, and he would go out of the city first. The three hundred soldiers suffered from not riding horses, and they couldn't catch up with them when they ran hard, so they couldn't save Xiahou Yuan, who was eager to save his son.

The two of them went forward and met 500 soldiers, as well as more than 3,000 soldiers brought by Xiahou Heng. Looking at these all-night guards, Xiahou Yuan decided to go back to the city and make another calculation.

Before the end of the day, a faint white line was sent out from the east. Under the thick fog, the outline of Xicheng is not very clear, and when you get closer, you will find that the houses and streets are covered with a layer of frost, and there is no one in the quiet, and people are still sleeping. In the depths of the house, one room is extremely simple, and the door is only covered with two rough wooden boards, and there are several large holes in the wooden boards, and the holes in the wind-powered wooden doors can easily slip in.

Inside the house, there is no charcoal fire. A candle is like a bean, and the fire sways gently with the wind, stretching the fire to a slender length. The three big men gathered around a case, sipping one sip after another, drinking wine. The one in the middle was covered with a white cloth on his forehead, and his face was very sad.

After a long time, a person in his left hand said to the white cloth in the middle: "What are the plans of the old brother?" ā€

"I plan to go to Xuzhou, and the eldest brother of the lady's family said that the land there can be easily rented, and the rent is not much." The white cloth man said

"That's fine, I'll arrange it for you as soon as possible with my brother."

"yes, it's better to get out of here early. Actually, it was Team Li who asked me and the eighth brother to rescue you. The man on the right said

"Well, I know, you guys go back first, it's going to be known from above, but it's dangerous."

"Okay, I'll go back with Lu Ba first, you'd better not show your face so as not to be recognized."

"Hmmm! I know! After speaking, the white cloth man lowered his head and continued to drink the little turbid wine on the bowl, but there was inexplicable hatred in his eyes.

"Ahh

"Dagen, just now Huang Meizi's mother came to me and said that Huang Meizi was taken away, saying that the county guard brother was looking for a few hard-working women to work in the county town, five yuan a day." The woman suddenly spoke up.

"Livestock! Father and son have a virtue, and they must want to harm others. "The White Cloth Interface

"You go too!" Suddenly, the white cloth man looked at his wife and said suddenly.

The county guards the county office.

The charcoal fire in the fire tray was burning very strongly, although the cold outside the house was blowing, the house was warm as spring, the wound on Xiahouwei's shoulder had been bandaged, and he drank violently with a pot of turbid wine in his hand, and after only a while, he felt hot and dry, full of warmth and ......, just in time. The blazing charcoal fire was reflected in Xiahou Wei's eyes, as if there was another evil fire burning in his heart.