Huangfu Song is highly regarded in history, and many people regard him as "the last famous general of the Eastern Han Dynasty". Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Huangfu Song, who was born in a famous family, has shown a military talent far beyond ordinary people since he was a child, and in his later career as a horseman, he showed his martial arts strategy to the fullest. However, Huangfu Song has a fatal weakness, which may be regarded as a valuable advantage in the eyes of many people, that is, his compassion. Loyal to the top, never wavered in his life; Benevolence and care for the subordinates, the corporal is broken, and there are no guests at the door. The reason why he was able to win many battles in the extermination of the Yellow Turban, in addition to his superb military talent, is also a very important reason, that is, his kindness and generosity to ordinary soldiers, quite the style of Wu Qi during the Warring States Period.

However, Huangfu Song, who has been influenced by the Confucian idea of "loyalty to the monarch" since he was a child, made a decision that ran counter to the past when his monarch was in danger. Because in his inherent concept, the Son of Heaven is the Heaven, and the Son of Heaven is in trouble, it is a great matter, so he subjectively believes that the soldiers will definitely understand and support his choice. However, he ignored that the reason why most ordinary soldiers joined the army was as simple as being able to eat a full meal, far less than his lofty ideals and revenge.

When the only wish cannot be satisfied, the dissatisfaction in the hearts of the soldiers can be imagined, and it is obviously unrealistic to expect them to take up arms and fight the enemy desperately under the premise of starvation. Especially when their enemies are still the Iron Cavalry who have not yet tasted defeat in the world, scattering and fleeing has become the only option.

At this time, the sky is getting brighter, and the red sun is slightly dewed. The sound of horses' hooves like a landslide and a heavy hammer beat the ears of the Han soldiers, and also drove away all their courage to resist.

Nearly 100,000 troops, cut off by the secluded iron cavalry, unable to take care of each other, even if Huangfu Song has the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, he is powerless to change the situation of the war.

Huangfu Song's face was full of tears, although he was full of unwillingness, he had to admit that Han Jun's accurate grasp of the fighter made him powerless to fight back.

Zhu Jun was like an ant on a hot pot, looking at all this in front of him at a loss.

Closing his eyes in pain, Huang Fu Song slowly pulled out his saber, looked up to the sky and sighed, "Huang Fu Song is incompetent, ashamed of Your Majesty, ashamed of his ancestors, only to die to apologize!" ”

"Brother Yizhen, don't do this!"

Zhu Jun was shocked, hurriedly grabbed Huangfu Song's arm, gritted his teeth fiercely and said: "The Youji Army has come all the way, and it must have become the end of the strong crossbow, if you fight to the death, there may not be no possibility of turning defeat into victory!" ”

Huangfu Song glanced at Zhu Jun with a blank look in his eyes, and said sadly: "The matter has come to this, why should Brother Wen Wei deceive himself?" Unless the great man's spirit is still exhausted and the sky is in the sky, our army will have no chance of victory! ”

Maybe it was just an accident, or maybe as Huangfu Song said, the big man's qi was endless, and as soon as his words fell, a thunderbolt suddenly exploded in the long sky that had been slightly white, followed by a continuous thunder scrambling to explode above the sky, and soon the sky exploded into a big hole, and the raindrops the size of beans poured down with the howling wind.

The thunder startled the horses, the wind blocked the arrows, the rain covered the eyes, and the sky and the earth fell into a white expanse, and the sound of the horses' hooves on the ground could no longer be heard, and only the terrible wind and thunder were left in the ears.

Zhao Yun, who rushed to kill in front, restrained the war horse in time, and didn't bother to ask Han Jun for advice, so he commanded the Youhe Iron Horse to slowly turn the horse's head and retreat, knowing that he couldn't do it, it was the behavior of a reckless man. Zhao Yun is full of guts, naturally not a coward. Riding alone, covering the retreat of the army, how can ordinary people do it?

"Hahahaha, hahahaha! God bless my great man, the Han family is protected! ”

Under the rain curtain like a waterfall, Huangfu Song opened his hands, looked up to the sky and laughed, his white hair was scattered, as if he was crazy.

Although Zhu Jun's face was also full of excitement, he was relatively calm, and pulled Huangfu Song hard, shouting at the top of his voice: "God-given opportunity, don't miss it!" Brother Yizhen, kill ****, right now! ”

Huangfu Songhu roared, and the long knife slashed into the air, "Guard the battalion, follow me and move forward, kill thieves and serve the country!" ”

Zhu Jun was also unwilling, so he shook off the rain on his forehead, and also shouted at the top of his voice: "It's a man, just rush up with me!" In today's battle, the merit is judged by the head, killing one official is promoted to the third level, and killing ten people is a marquis and a general! ”

There are always some people who will take risks because of the temptation of painting cakes, not to mention the desire to worship the generals, so that countless Han soldiers forgot their previous fears, yelled at themselves one by one, followed behind the two old generals who were close to the sixtieth year, and rushed into the vast rain curtain without hesitation.

The fierce wind roared as if it was about to swallow everything in heaven and earth. Zhao Yun, who was standing in the wind, abandoned his horse and spear, as if he was a flat boat in the huge waves, standing still, his eyes looked coldly ahead, and his chest was full of monstrous murderous aura without half a point of fear.

The white-haired Huangfu Song was the first to break into Zhao Yun's sight and became Zhao Yun's first target. Zhao Yun knew Huangfu Song and had met a few times before when he was in Chang'an. As for traitors, Zhao Yun will never show mercy to his subordinates.

So, Huangfu Song, who survived the disaster of the party, the Yellow Turban Rebellion, and the Dong Zhuo Rebellion, died in this vast wilderness, under the gun of Zhao Zilong, the white horse and silver gun.

The gun went like the wind, straight into the throat, and Huangfu Song didn't even have time to leave his last words, so he said goodbye to this world unwillingly.

"Brother Yizhen!"

Through the vast rain curtain, Zhu Jun, who rushed over a little later, happened to be optimistic about Huangfu Song's soft kneeling body, as well as the regret in his eyes that his ambition was unpaid......

Zhu Jun's shout was subconscious, but he didn't want to incur the disaster of killing himself for himself.

Zhao Yun pulled out and snatched it in a dashing manner, his eyes locked on Zhu Jun like electricity, the corners of his mouth outlined a hideous killing intent, and his body flew forward like electricity, even if he was facing the fierce wind with the power of a thousand jun, he couldn't slow down even a single cent.

Because the rain curtain blocked the view, Zhu Jun's personal guards didn't have time to step forward to defend, and Zhu Jun had already left this world in the footsteps of Huangfu Song.

Zhao Yun, who was in a white robe and white armor, seemed to have become one with heaven and earth. Zhang Yu's silver spear was as flexible as an embroidery needle in his hand, ruthlessly harvesting one life after another.

Heavy rain, still falling; The wind is still blowing.

The Han soldiers, who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, were still rushing forward one after another, but gradually, they began to retreat. Because, they already knew that Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun would no longer be able to stand up and command them, let alone fulfill the rewards they had promised.

So, when Zhao Yun didn't feel tired yet, there was no one to kill.

Storms, come fast, go faster. However, just half an hour later, the wind and rain stopped, the sky was clear, and Han Jun, who had been doused like a chicken in soup, stomped his feet and cursed the thief God with great resentment, this is probably the duck that flew away.

Jia Xu's appearance is not much stronger than Han Jun, especially when he is dressed in fabric, he is even more drenched, huddled together tremblingly, and keeps shivering to comfort Han Jun: "Sai Weng lost his horse, but he didn't know if it was a blessing." Don't be discouraged. It is true that the power of heaven is unpredictable, but the ultimate success or failure of human affairs still depends on people, not heaven! ”

Han Jun waved his hand angrily, "I naturally know that man will win the sky, but I just can't swallow this breath!" Grandma's, thief, you wait, Lao Tzu and you are not finished! ”

"Huh? What about Zilong? ”

Han Jun shook the rain on his helmet and glanced left and right, his expression changed drastically, and his tone became anxious.

Xiahou Lan pursed her lips and reported: "When he retreated, he had to ask for a person to stay behind, and he couldn't listen to the general's repeated dissuasion......

"Then what are you still doing here, why don't you send someone to find it for me!"

Han Jun glared at Xiahou Lan who looked nonchalant angrily, turned over and was about to go in person.

"Don't worry, the clouds are unscathed!"

Zhao Yun's expression was still so cold, but there was clearly a trace of emotion in the corners of his eyes.

Han Jun relieved himself, let out a sigh of relief, patted his chest and said, "It's okay if you're okay, you really scared me to death just now!" ”

Jia Xu stepped forward tremblingly with a blanket and said, "It's muddy after the rain, it's not suitable for horses to gallop, what are the lord's plans now?" ”

Han Jun frowned, and just wanted to speak, but suddenly sneezed, and then the whole person staggered and lost consciousness.

"What? You said that Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun are dead? ”

Although the torrential rain poured down, Yuan Shu's clothes were still very dry and tidy, he was born in a tall family, and he had the most important demeanor on weekdays, how could he be as out of shape as Huangfu Song.

The little eyeballs were rolling slightly, and after Yuan Shu thought for a moment, he finally made up his mind and said: "Pass the order, order the generals of all departments to gather the remnants, integrate their subordinates, and then return to Nanyang!" ”

Ji Ling, the general under Yuan Shu, was stunned for a moment, then hesitated and stepped forward and said: "Lord, the last general thinks that the mud after the rain is not conducive to the galloping of the cavalry, and the Youhe army will not dare to pursue." At this time, our army should take the opportunity to march west to Chang'an, relieve the danger of the Son of Heaven, and make immortal achievements! ”

Yuan Shu nodded Ji Ling's forehead angrily, and scolded: "I have my own plans, and you dare to point fingers at me even if you are a martial artist, aren't you impatient?" Hurry up and get out of here and do what I say! ”

Ji Ling was red-faced, and he didn't dare to say more, so he could only retreat in a gloomy manner.

Yuan Shu took a deep breath and said to himself: "I, the fourth generation and third prince of the Yuan family, have a noble family, how can I live under the people for a long time?" It's just an emperor ordained by thieves, so what qualifications do you have to point fingers at me! ”