Chapter 3 From Han to Dong

That Han Kui had already turned around and wanted to go back to the place where Fang Cai was standing to watch the battle carefully, and when he heard this, he turned back again, full of questions: "This strong man, do you have any questions?" ”

Zhang Duan ignored Zhao Yue's pushing, and dragged Zhao Yue over with just one effort, and said to Erniu: "This person is my friend, I want to take him, so let's find another person, we are two against two, it is fair." ”

As soon as the words fell, another person rushed out of the crowd and said, "Erniu, I'll come with you, how about meeting these two people?" Everyone heard the sound together, and the person who shouted was a thin man, skinny, and didn't seem to have much strength. However, everyone guessed in their hearts that since they had the courage to dare to play, they were afraid that they were not good at stubble.

When Zhao Yue saw it, she sighed secretly, and shook her head secretly, helpless. He has been taught by his mother since he was a child, and he does some chores at home all day long, at most he can know a few words, he can chop some firewood, and he doesn't know how to fight with these two? I wanted to be a soldier, and there would definitely be generals in the barracks and on the school field to take the lead in drilling, but who knew that before a soldier became a soldier, he had to compete with others first.

Zhang Duan seemed to see Zhao Yue's difficulty, he leaned into Zhao Yue's ear and whispered comfort: "Changjiao, you don't have to worry, when the fight starts later, you just hide behind me and watch me fight off the two of them alone." ”

"Can you do it?" Zhao Yue asked uneasily.

"You listen to me."

After Zhang Duan finished speaking, he patted Zhao Yue on the shoulder and gave Zhao Yue a dose of reassurance.

In front of everyone's eyes, Zhang Duan didn't say anything useless to those two people, rolled up his sleeves and rushed up, and directly punched the thin man who came on the field later.

Fortunately, the thin man reacted quickly, and although he was startled and widened his eyes, he opened his arms in time. However, Zhang Duan's punch was extraordinary, although the thin man took it, but he also took a few steps back, his calf was numb, he didn't stand firmly, he stumbled and fell to the ground, and when he got up and patted the soil on his body, he found that the place where his forearm received the punch was already purple.

Seeing this, Erniu rushed over with a loud shout, and soon fought with Zhang Duan, you and me. In all directions, there was a lot of applause, only Zhao Yue didn't dare to make a sound. Although he was not afraid, he was a little shocked by this scene, and before he went to the battlefield, he saw such a fight scene, and any honest villager had to be dumbfounded.

Taking advantage of this moment, the thin man who had just been knocked down stabilized his mood and rushed over again. Only this time, he didn't go to Zhang Duan's side, but came at Zhao Yue.

The thin man punched over, Zhao Yue was taken aback, and instinctively went to hide, but never thought of fighting back. He was afraid of hurting the thin man, afraid of hurting the harmony, in fact, this is obviously an unfounded worry, with Zhao Yue's current skills, it is not easy for him to protect himself, how can he hurt others.

Speaking of the thin man, he made a move, in fact, he tried a few catties and taels of the person in front of him, and when the thin man saw that Zhao Yue didn't make a move, he already felt that this was a stunned young man, and he had made a move this time, and he confirmed it in his heart. In addition to being happy, he was about to do his kung fu, when he felt as if there was a thousand catties of force behind him, and he dragged him away.

It turned out to be Zhang Duan, although he was fighting with Erniu, he didn't forget to help Zhao Yue break the siege, and in his spare time, he reached out and dragged the thin man in front of him, and began to fight the two with the strength of one person.

The crowd of onlookers applauded even more.

Seeing this, Han Kui couldn't help but flutter his eyebrows, he unreasonably pushed away the civil officials who were conscripting, walked in front of Liu Zheng, pretending to be respectful, but in fact he provoked: "Liu Junhou, you see these men, they are all brave people, they are about to become real soldiers, and they will soon be used by my Xiliang army, presumably my lord must be very happy." ”

When Liu Zheng heard this, he just smiled slightly, and did not answer, thinking that his family had been an official for generations, and he had eaten a big man for a long time, but in his generation, he only had a military marquis, saying that he also had 200 troops under him. When the war comes, it is just the people who charge into battle with ordinary soldiers. Looking at the other princes, relying on flattery, they rose step by step. Thinking about Dong Zhuo, Liu Zheng has also heard that when the imperial court crusaded against the Yellow Turban Army, he was defeated repeatedly, only because he later gave gifts to the ten permanent servants in power, so he was sealed in the land of Xiliang. Thinking of this, he was helpless, and he couldn't count the days, so he could only smile slightly.

However, Liu Zheng knew in his heart that this time Kunyang recruited troops, he would recruit seven of the most useless people. But so what? Anyway, the soldiers of the Han Dynasty have long been out of training, and the school grounds have been loaned to princes from other places. Useless and useful? It's useless after all.

His heart aches, the safety of the country, the central position, and the full authority entrusted to the tiger and wolf disciples from Xilianglai, which has to make people's hearts ache, and has to make the hearts of the people in the world who are loyal to the Han Dynasty. In the same way, he also knew that these people in front of him didn't understand this, they were just a group of white people from the village.

However, he was wrong, among the thirty-seven people, one person could sense the pain in his heart, and that person was Zhao Yue. At this time, Zhao Yue hid behind Zhang Duan and took in the performances of Han Kui and Liu Zheng. He doesn't understand the general trend of the current situation, nor does he understand the struggle for power, but he knows that Liu Zheng has difficulties, great difficulties. Because he felt his former self in Liu Zheng's body.

Zhao Yue listened to Zhang Duan's shouts of one enemy and two in front of him, watching them tossing and turning, but he had already made up his mind in his heart: he would not join Dong Zhuo's army, he would join the Han army, be a soldier under Liu Zhengjunhou, be a soldier of the Han Dynasty, and be the most ordinary soldier.

The decision has been made, and the duel between Zhang Duan and the two is over.

There was hardly any suspense that those two people together were not Zhang Duan's opponents, which made Han Kui, who was watching from the sidelines, show a hint of appreciation.

The victor walked back to Zhao Yue's side with pride, patted him, and said happily: "How is it, Changjiao, I'm okay, we can both be soldiers under Lord Dong Zhuo!" ”

Before Zhao Yue could express his position, Han Kui hurriedly took a glass of wine from the wooden table behind him and walked down.

The container for the wine is the wine jue, and these people have only heard of it before, but they have never seen it, so it must be in the wine, and it tastes sweet and clear.

"That's right," Han Kui walked up to Zhang Duan, handed him the wine, and said, "You two can join my Dong army and be my lord's soldiers." ”

Zhang Duan listened, and looked back at others proudly, and the applause and cheers in the crowd were endless.

But Zhang Duan didn't know that Han Kui's statement was actually a trade-off. In the fight just now, Han Kui had already seen that Zhao Yue was a stunned young man who didn't know anything, and the reason why he said it was mainly because Zhang Duan was really extraordinary.

Just when Zhang Duan was elated and Han Kui was also proud, Zhao Yue broke a cold water for them.

"Lord Han, I don't want to join Dong Zhuojun, I want to be a soldier of the Han Dynasty."

A simple sentence stunned everyone around him like Mount Tai was overwhelming. In normal times, Zhao Yue would not dare to disobey this kind of Venerable Master's words no matter what, but at this time, he didn't know where he got the courage and courage, and he actually gritted his teeth and said it.

After saying that, he also regretted it a little, he was worried that the person would be angry with him, he had never been so afraid, his heart was so empty, his legs were trembling slightly.

Han Kui was startled at first, he frowned, obviously a little puzzled, but soon, he regained his composure. He didn't want this hands-on waste, and now that this person knows the current affairs, why should he bother. So, he chose to remain silent.

Among all the people present, Zhang Duan was the most difficult to accept this situation, and the most reluctant, and he was now full of confusion.

After Han Kui turned around and left, he hurriedly whispered to Zhao Yue, "Changjiao, what are you doing?" I finally helped you get the quota, why did you give it away, could it be that you didn't hear the difference between the good and bad of being a soldier in the two places? ”

Seeing Zhang Duan's anxious appearance, Zhao Yue couldn't bear it, but insisted: "Big brother, I know that you are for my good, but I still want to make up my own mind about this kind of thing." As for the reason, I don't want to say it, if you want to know, I'll tell you when the application is over. ”

"Alas!" Zhang Duan could only sigh, stomped his feet, and said in frustration: "Changjiao, you are really stupid." ”

Zhao Yue ignored his childhood playmate, just looked at Liu Zheng silently, he wanted to know if Liu Zheng would accept a soldier like him, and he was also thinking, thinking about who he was fighting for when he went to the battlefield in the future. The Emperor? Han Dynasty? With what he saw now, he couldn't figure it out.

The military marquis Liu Zheng was squinting at Zhao Yue, and his heart was also confused, but more shocked. He didn't know why the young man had made that choice. But he was speculating in his heart, thinking: maybe this person was a citizen loyal to the Han Dynasty, or perhaps, he was a descendant of a loyal soldier of the Han Dynasty, but he was reduced to cloth clothes?

With a relieved smile, Liu Zheng knew that he was deceiving himself, and the person in front of him might be a brain fever, or maybe he chose the weaker Han Dynasty army because he was timid and afraid of death. But Liu Zheng would rather believe that this soldier named Zhao Yue was knowledgeable and loyal.

Thirty-seven people, busy for two hours, were finally divided into two factions. One faction was subordinate to Dong Zhuo's army, with a total of thirty people, divided into three she, and set up three chiefs, because Zhang Duan was strong in martial arts, Han Kui appointed him as the chief of the second shi. The second faction was the army directly under the Han Dynasty, but there were only seven people, and before they could reach a single one, Liu Zheng counted these seven people as one army and selected another army commander from them.

It's a pity that Zhao Yue is not the one who was elected, he is only a pawn in the ranks. Zhao Yue had a general understanding of the soldiers who belonged to the same army as him, and like him, none of these people had any outstanding talents, and the captain who was selected by Liu Zheng was a man named Xing Yi.

Xing Yi is a person who is slightly older than Zhao Yue and looks calmer. Maybe this is the reason why Liu Zheng chose him to be the captain of the army, Zhao Yue guessed in her heart.

That night, before it was completely dark, the recruiting office of Kunyang City received an order from Dong Zhuo in Luoyang: the troops of the two factions, led by the military marquis of both sides, rested for two days at the pavilion post in Kunyang City, where they were located, and then went to the imperial capital to join up with other newly conscripted soldiers, receive unified training from the generals in the force, and be ready to fight at any time. It's just that this Kunyang Pavilion is in disrepair and dilapidated, but it has wronged a group of soldiers who have just enlisted in the army.

Those who came with the order also had the military salaries allocated in advance, of course, only for Dong Zhuojun's soldiers.

The recruits under Dong Zhuojun cheered, they all loved this Lord Dong Zhuo who had not yet met in their hearts, and they even felt that it didn't matter if they met or not, as long as they gave money and food, they could live and die for anyone. There is nothing wrong with this, they are just poor people, and they are soldiers, and whose soldiers are different? Zhang Duan and the others couldn't tell the difference, and Zhao Yue didn't understand it at this time.

Right now, Zhao Yue was resting in the humble pavilion.

Outside, the sky was full of stars, and a cool breeze peeked in through the cracks in the windows. Zhao Yue sat on the bed, in front of him was a small table placed on the couch, under the candle flame swaying in the wind, the satin material of red background and yellow flowers was particularly beautiful, Zhao Yue touched the things that Xian gave him, and his heart was infinitely conjectural.