Han Dai jumped in, and at a glance saw the maid who was hiding in the back hall with her swaddling clothes, her little face was cold, and she immediately turned into a little pepper, screaming that the maid was not allowed to move. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Han Jun rubbed his head with a headache, and blamed himself for being too spoiled by this little girl on weekdays, which made her a little lawless. Now that Han Fu is far away in Bingzhou, she naturally can't control her, which also makes her completely become a demon king of the mixed world and run rampant in Han Jun's mansion.

The maid was in a dilemma, and stood still and looked back at Han Jun pitifully. Han Jun was afraid that his daughter would be clutched by the devil as soon as she was born, so he could only scold with a black face: "Ugly baby, don't mess around!" ”

Maybe Han Jun was in a hurry, his voice was a little heavy, and the little demon king immediately lost his previous arrogance, his little face had an expression of extreme grievance, and his small mouth was pursed, and he saw that tears were about to fall.

Han Jun stubbornly ignored him, and Han Dai was not polite to him, and cried out with a "wow".

If it was just like this, Han Jun would still be able to persevere, but the smart little girl had already felt Han Jun's pulse, and she knew Han Jun's shortcomings well, and after crying twice, she peeked at Han Jun and saw that it had no effect, and her little brows wrinkled and immediately took it to heart, sobbed twice, and opened her mouth, "Mother, I miss you......"

As soon as these words came out, Han Jun was immediately defeated, unlike Han Yi, Han Dai and he were born from the same mother, the mother of the two died of a sudden illness three years ago, and the little girl lost her mother as soon as she became sensible, and the pitiful appearance immediately softened Han Jun's heart, sighed and waved her hand: "Let her take a look." ”

Han Dai immediately turned sunny and clapped her hands with a smile, but she just glanced at it with her feet crossed, then frowned and shook her head: "My little niece is so ugly, I'm not an ugly baby, she's an ugly baby!" ”

Childlike words, children's words!

Han Junqiang held back his anger and glared at Han Dai. Diao Chan smiled and pulled him, shaking his head slightly. After all, they are blood relatives, although Han Jun's soul has changed, but that family affection has not changed. For example, Han Yi, if he did such a rebellious thing, if he wasn't Han Jun's younger brother, I'm afraid that his head would have already fallen to the ground by this time, and he would never just be locked up for a few days, although the darkness of those days made Han Yisheng not like this, and it was extremely painful.

Another example is Han Dai, although her name is Ugly Baby, although she is only in her early tens, she will clearly become a beauty who is not inferior to Diao Chan too much between her eyebrows and eyes.

Han Jun in his previous life was an only child, and he was a single child of three generations, and he never felt the affection between brothers since he was a child, so he naturally cherished it in this life.

Han Jun naturally understood what Diao Chan meant, and he couldn't really get angry, so he could only snort, stepped forward and gave Han Dai a violent shudder.

Han Dai's mouth was deflated, and seeing that there was another bleak wind and bitter rain, Han Jun hurriedly hugged this little ancestor gently, and it took a lot of sweet words to coax her to make her happy.

On this day, Han Jun's excited mood was destined to be unable to calm down, and he had just sat down beside Diao Chan's bed, when a frustrated and excited voice came from outside the door, "Lord, the Northern Xinjiang is a great victory!" General Zhangjaw rushed day and night, marched nearly a thousand miles, and destroyed the nest of the Xiongnu in the west in one fell swoop. ”

Although it was expected, Han Jun still couldn't hide his excitement and roared, the forces of Xianbei in the west were already weak, and a white disaster last year caused heavy losses among their clan, and their strength was greatly reduced. In this case, if Zhang Jaw can't win a big victory, then Han Jun will really cut off his head without hesitation.

"Order, after the army rests, go straight east to Wuhuan Mountain, he will understand what I mean!"

Han Junsen's cold gaze seemed to penetrate the layers of dense Yanshan Mountain Range, straight to the snow-capped Wuhuan Mountain.

Youzhou, although it has also suffered from the Yellow Turban Rebellion, but the impact is not as great as the Central Plains states, coupled with Liu Yu's hard work over the years, constantly absorbing displaced people from all walks of life to invest, resulting in the number of households in Youzhou has already exceeded the million mark. And since Han Jun took charge of Youzhou, he took out the same set that he had implemented in Bingzhou, which greatly stimulated the enthusiasm of the displaced people. Youzhou is not as mountainous and difficult to travel as Bingzhou, and south of Youzhou is the vast North China Plain, which is far from being attractive to displaced people compared to the original Bingzhou.

In troubled times, the most valuable wealth is the population, and other princes such as Cao Cao, Yuan Shao and others do not understand this truth, but most of them are in the land of the four wars, and there is a serious shortage of grain and grass, and it is not enough for military supplies, so where can they take out excess food to help the people like Han Jun?

They can only watch the people of Li under their rule help the old and the young to rush to the far north, not because they don't want to stop this wave of immigration, but because they are powerless, or they dare not risk the condemnation of the world.

The battle of Xianbei in the west was decided, but in Xianbei in the east, Zhao Yun ran into a little trouble. Unlike the western Xianbei, where power is highly concentrated in the hands of Budugen alone, the eastern Xianbei, which is distributed in the vast grasslands east of Youbeiping County, is more like a loose tribal alliance. Mika, Suli, Que Ji, Huaitou and other chiefs are not subordinate to each other, and there are constant contradictions and conflicts between them. But when the Han army's iron cavalry arrived, under the pressure of survival, they could only form a temporary alliance, relying on their numerical advantage and the Youzhou cavalry commanded by Zhao Yun formed a stalemate.

Under Zhao Yun's command, there were only 20,000 cavalry, while the Xianbei people on the opposite side were overwhelmingly at least 100,000. Although there is a huge difference in strength, Zhao Yun is not afraid to confront the Xianbei people head-on, and he is fully confident that he can defeat his opponent on the frontal battlefield. However, if it was not necessary, Zhao Yun did not plan to confront the Xianbei people head-on, because that would greatly increase the battle damage of the Youhe cavalry, which Han Jun was very unwilling to see, that is, Zhao Yun did not want to see.

It's not that Zhao Yun doesn't want to fight a long distance like Zhang Jaw, but the distance between the Xianbei tribes in the east is very long, but just after slaughtering a small tribe, groups of Xianbei people rushed up from all directions to stop the progress of the Youhe Iron Cavalry.

With the advantage of troops, the Xianbei people are extremely vigorous, and they are swarming towards the Youhe Iron Cavalry all over the mountains, wanting to reproduce the style of the Tanshi Huai in the past to break the Han army. It's a pity that Zhao Yun didn't give them such a chance, and when the Xianbei cavalry that rushed to the front was still hundreds of steps away from him, Zhao Yun decisively gave the order to retreat.

Among the secluded iron cavalry, there were many arrogant soldiers, but no one dared to question Zhao Yun's orders. The military law formulated by Han Jun himself was extremely strict, and Zhao Yun's prestige was there. Therefore, soon, the Youhe Iron Cavalry retreated south, leaving the Xianbei people with a distant back, as well as the smoke and dust in the sky.

The rampant laughter of the Xianbei people, with the cold north wind blowing into their ears, made the Youyan men embarrassed and angry, and their eyes were split, and they wanted to return to their horses and spears to pierce those Xianbei people who did not know the height of the sky.

However, Zhao Yun didn't speak, they could only endure this great humiliation, even if they gritted their steel teeth, they could only endure it.

"Brave people, the brave Han dog has fled in despair, you tell me, can we just let them go?"

Micah was about forty years old, with a full beard and a fat cheek full of horizontal meat, and the flesh on his face trembled violently as he spoke, so that people couldn't help but say goodbye to their breakfast at first sight.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill all the Han dogs! Avenge your clansmen! ”

"Chief, give the order quickly, don't let go of the Han dog!"

Micah laughed wildly, waved the horsewhip in his hand, and opened his mouth to give an order, but was stopped by the outstretched hand of the man who was chasing from behind.

"What do you mean, Suri?"

Micah glared at the man who stopped him with a disgruntled expression, his eyes filled with angry flames.

The tribal strength of Sully and Micah is almost the same, and the personal strength is far above Micah, so naturally he will not be afraid of him, and he doesn't even bother to look at him, but just sneers and says: "You will understand in the future that I saved your life!" ”

Micah snorted, pushed Su Li away, and snorted angrily, "Don't think I don't know what your idea is?" I tell you, these cowardly dogs are the trophies of my own people! ”

Su Li glanced at Mica indifferently, and said lightly: "Since you must go to death, then go!" ”

Mica was stunned for a moment, and as soon as Su Li's words came out, he hesitated a little, because he suddenly remembered Kebineng. Although he is arrogant, he is not a stubborn donkey who walks to the end.

"Hahahaha, Micha you coward, since you don't dare to chase it, then I'm welcome!"

When Micah was in a dilemma, there was a thunderous sound on his side, and Que Ji, who was more than nine feet tall, brandished a pair of iron hammers weighing more than eighty pounds, and led his clansmen to chase in the direction of the retreat of the Youhe Iron Cavalry without looking back.

Micah glanced at the breezy Su Li again, gritted his teeth ruthlessly, and yelled: "We will also catch up, don't let the people of the Que Ji Department take the lead!" ”

The encirclement and suppression of the cavalry of the Han army, a total of more than 100 large and small tribes in the eastern Xianbei, a total of more than 100,000 troops, but they were fighting separately, because several large tribes did not accept each other, so they did not elect the leader of the three armies, which led to the eastern Xianbei army Although it looked aggressive, but in fact it was a great hidden danger, which also laid the groundwork for their final defeat.

Among the eastern Xianbei, the tribe under the command of Su Li was the largest, and the smaller tribes subordinate to him were also the most numerous. Although he was arguably the most powerful man in the Eastern Xianbei Alliance, he was still unable to command Micah and Que Ji.

Seeing Micah and Que Ji leading their clansmen towards the Ghost Gate, Su Li was helpless, so he could only grit his teeth and wave his hand: "Let's catch up too!" ”