In the first year of the early peace of the Han Dynasty, spring, Chenliu County, Sour Jujube City.

After the failure of Cao Cao's assassination of Dong, a piece of paper edict, ushered in the princes of the world, sour jujube is now a lively area, the place where the princes of the eighteen roads will be allied, every day there are troops from all directions to report, and the military tent stretches for 200 miles.

In a few days, the princes of the Eighteenth Route had already arrived one after another.

On the right side outside the city, there is a wide camp, on the top of the gate, a big flag, a clear banner, and a shining word 'Sun'.

In the big camp, on the school ground, there are about 30,000 soldiers, Jiangdong soldiers in black armor and white clothes, and red silk on their heads are in full swing training, and then enter the big tent of the Chinese army, in the big tent, on the wool blanket, there is a little boy about ten years old, his face is like white jade, brocade robes, and jade belts are tied around his waist

"Hey! It's a strange thing every year, and this year it came to my house. ”

That's right, this little Zhengtai is the down-and-out young man in modern times, Sun Chongmao who suddenly let the car hit, but now he is not called Sun Chongmao, he is called Sun Zhongmou, with different homophones.

"Sun Chongmao? Sun Zhongmou? Well, it's the end of the Han Dynasty, Zhongmou is my word, and my name is Sun Quan! ”

Xiao Zhengtai raised his head, looked at the zenith of the big tent, asked Cangtian a little speechlessly, and sighed helplessly.

The name Sun Quan is too loud, even if Sun Chongmao was a novice in history before, he knew who Sun Quan was, one of the Three Kingdoms, the founding monarch of Wu, the future overlord of Jiangdong, and Cao Cao and Liu Bei to compete with the Emperor of Eastern Wu in the world.

However, the Emperor of Eastern Wu who dominated the world in the future is still a ten-year-old Xiao Zhengtai, his father Sun Jian was dedicated to maintaining the Han family, and he led 30,000 Jiangdong Erlang from Changsha to the north, Xiao Zhengtai was high-spirited, so he followed his father and brother all the way north, wanting to see the heroes of the world, but he was split by a thunderstorm on the way, and he became a new 'Sun Quan' today.

The body is the original body, but the soul is not the original soul.

Sun Quan has been awake for five days, and this new identity, from not accepting it at the beginning, to being a little difficult to accept, to accepting it very helplessly, and then finally to accepting it willingly, his thick nerves quickly completed the process.

"Hahaha, I am actually Sun Quan, the Sun family in Jiangdong, this is a brilliant court, one door and three overlords, the only one in the world."

Sun Quan doesn't have much nostalgia for the down-and-out life in the future, with the young master to do, who wants to be a little servant, he quickly entered the things considered by his identity: "Jiangdong Tiger Sun Jian, Jiangdong Little Overlord Sun Ce, the brilliant Sun family, it's a bit of a pity, these two are short-lived." ”

In the Three Kingdoms era at the end of the Han Dynasty, the Sun family was definitely a glorious family.

"Sun Jian seems to be dying, right, and he will only be alive for the past year or two?"

"Sun Ce doesn't seem to be able to survive for long, there are still a few years, he should have died not long after he was defeated in Jiangdong, he was only in his twenties when he died, and he died young, by the way, how did he die? Stabbed to death by an assassin, that's right, that's how he died! ”

Sun Quan began to search for historical information in his mind, but unfortunately his history lessons have always been a bit unsatisfactory, and he can remember some general things, but he can't remember them after a long time.

"Second brother, are you there?" When Sun Quan was thinking about the future history, outside the big tent, a young man with a tiger head, a strong figure and a handsome face opened the curtain in front of the tent and walked in.

"Big brother!" When Sun Quan heard this, he turned his head, his eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the sturdy young man, perhaps because of the family affection of the bloodline, without the slightest hesitation, he naturally called out.

This sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy is none other than Sun Ce, Sun Bofu. The future Jiangdong Xiaobawang, the founder of Eastern Wu, if it weren't for Sun Ce who laid the foundation of Jiangdong, it would be difficult to achieve the hegemony of Wu with Sun Quan.

In fact, the hegemony of Eastern Wu is the cause accumulated by the three generations of the Sun family, Sun Ce won Jiangdong with the old ministry and prestige left by Sun Jian, and Sun Quan relied on the foundation of Jiangdong to lay down the Wu State.

"Second brother, are you feeling better? Our Jiangdong Army is going to pull out the camp! Sun Ce walked in quickly, looked at his younger brother with a concerned face, and asked.

"Now? Where are we going? ”

Sun Quan heard his brother's concern, and his heart moved slightly, and then he asked.

This is gone, he still wants to see the heroes of the world, the eternal hero Cao Cao, the late Shu Han Emperor Liu Bei, the Hebei overlord Yuan Shao, the white horse general Gongsun Zhan, the second brother Guan who acts in the world, and Zhang Fei with a black face......

If his memory is correct, isn't it now the Eighteenth Route Princes' Alliance?

Jiangdong's army arrived a few days ago, but Sun Quan was struck by lightning, although he did not die, but his body did not get better, so he borrowed his illness and kept nesting in the big tent, but in the big tent, he also heard the shouts of the entire sour jujube city when he swore it, which can be described as a united and confident gushing.

But Sun Quan came from the future, and he knew very well in his heart that although the Kwantung Coalition Army claimed to be a 500,000-strong army, it was actually some people with uneven faces and hearts, and the eighteen princes, each with their own selfish intentions, were destined not to succeed in the crusade.

Yuan Shao, who is the leader of the alliance, and Yuan Shu, who manages logistics, have always been at odds, and the two brothers of the Yuan family are the masters of infighting, and it is even more difficult to achieve great things.

"My father has told the alliance leader that I have won the task of vanguard, and our Jiangdong Army is going to pull out the camp to deal with the Xiliang rebels in Bishui Pass, and my father said that if your health is not good, stay in the sour date to recuperate." At present, Sun Ce is just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, young and vigorous, and has not yet grown into a little overlord who dominates Jiangdong.

"Pioneer? I see! ”

When Sun Quan heard this, he felt a little wrong in his heart, but he couldn't remember what was wrong, smiled slightly, stood up, walked around, and said: "Brother, you see, Quan's body is all right, of course he went to the battlefield with his father and brother." ”

These people will see sooner or later, they can't run, and they won't be at this moment, and now he also wants to see the big war at the end of the Han Dynasty, and now he is Sun Quan, and the Sun family is destined to embark on the road of dominating the world, and the future is indispensable to fight on the battlefield.

"I'll just say, how can my grandson's son-in-law be a little thunderbolt." Sun Ce laughed, and the tiger hand reached over, grabbed Sun Quan's shoulder, and said.

Sun Quan saw Sun Ce's laughter, and there was a slight moisturization in the corners of his eyes, of course he knew that his brother was caring about him, and he was a little moved in his heart.

"Since God let my Sun Chongmao be reborn overnight and achieve today's Sun Quan, then I am Sun Quan, and my Sun Quan will not let the fate of the Sun family be so tragic again, I want to change the fate of the Sun family." Sun Quan said secretly in his heart.

If Sun Jian didn't die tragically in Jingzhou, if Sun Ce didn't die at the hands of Pifu again, the future of Eastern Wu would definitely be more than Jiangdong, Sun Quan's utilitarianism was not so heavy, and he didn't have the ambition to dominate the world, but he wanted to keep his family.

Although it was only a few days of rebirth, he kept the same blood, whether it was Sun Jian or Sun Ce, this was his relative, blood relative, this kind of family affection was something he had never had, and he wanted to keep it.

……

Knock knock knock......

In the Jiangdong camp, the flags fluttered, the drums sounded, and the drums shook for several miles, and all the Jiangdong soldiers in the camp began to pack up and lined up neatly on the school field.

Sun Quan had black hair on his head, dressed in a brocade robe, and quietly followed behind Sun Ce, who was wearing a silver gun and armor, and in the army, the crowd was surging, and the four middle-aged men stood in front of the queue.

At the front of the school field, the leader is a mighty man, with a flower-maned horse in his crotch, wearing rotten silver armor, his head wrapped in a red curtain, holding an ancient ingot war knife in one hand, his eyes are like electricity, his momentum is like a tiger, and his majesty is awe-inspiring.

"This is the Jiangdong Tiger, Sun Jian!"

Sun Jian has been busy in the sour jujube coalition in the past few days, this is the first time Sun Quan has seen his father since he woke up, even if he puts aside his identity as a son and stands from the perspective of a modern person, Sun Quan still admires this mighty man.

"The Jiangdong Army will win, let's go!"

Sun Jian rode on a horse, and the ancient ingot battle knife was sliced

"The Jiangdong Army will win!"

"The Jiangdong Army will win!"

The 30,000 Jiangdong Army is the elite soldiers trained by Sun Jian in Changsha County over the years, 3,000 cavalry, 27,000 foot soldiers, shouting in unison, making an exciting sound, shaking the entire Sour Zao City.

"It's mighty!" Hearing that the soul of Sun Quan, a modern person, couldn't help but boil with blood.

……

After two days of starry night marching, the Jiangdong army arrived outside the Bishui Pass, but as soon as they arrived, rested, and set up camp, they received bad news.

"Report to Lord Taishou, Bao Zhong, the younger brother of Bao Xin, the prime minister of Jibei, with three thousand horse infantry troops, took the path, one step ahead of us, and arrived at Bishui Pass, which has been beheaded by Hua Xiong, the general under Dong Thief, and the three thousand soldiers and horses have been wiped out."

"Brother Yuncheng, how can you do it!"

Outside Bishui Pass, Jiangdong Daying, when Sun Jian heard it, he still didn't understand that this Bao Xin obviously asked his younger brother to fight for merit, but he didn't expect Bao Zhong to be incompetent, so he directly asked Hua Xiong to kill him.

Today's Sun Jian is still the same Sun Jian who is dedicated to supporting the Han family, and his biggest ambition is just to follow the dragon, seal the king, and let the Han Dynasty show its former glory again, so he naturally hopes that the coalition forces in the eastern part of the country can unite to deal with Dong Zhuo, the thief who controls the Han family.

"Is it a struggle for merit?"

Sun Quan on the side also understood, after two days of marching, Sun Quan's complexion is much better now, his blood is ruddy, and he is full of spirit, I have to say that the ancient heaven and earth, the aura is sufficient, and the climate and air are much better than those in modern times, that is, he can support people.

"Order the army, immediately set up camp and rest, Demou, you arrange people, and find a way to lure out Xiliangbing within the Bishui Pass." Sun Jian was in the big tent, looked at an elegant man beside him, and said, "If it is a fortification, the casualties of our department will be too great." ”

"No!"

Sun Quan squinted and saw that this big man who came out to respond was Cheng Pu, the chief secretary of the Jiangdong Army.

In the past two days, Sun Quan also sorted out the information of the Jiangdong Army, the army of the Eastern Han Dynasty took the department as the basic unit, 500 people as a song, two songs as a part, and a camp above the department, with a number of 5,000 people, and two battalions for an army.

Sun Jian is a broken general, knighted Wucheng, and has an army of 30,000 under his command, mainly headed by the four major generals, Cheng Pu, the word Demao, the main book of the Jiangdong Army, relative to the position of the military division.

Han Dang, the word Yigong; Yellow cover, the word is overturned; Zu Mao, the word Darong, these three generals are all military Simas, and they each received an army.

The four of them are all heroes and heroes that Sun Jian met in the era of young rangers, with extraordinary martial arts, they are all first-class generals, and they can go back and forth among thousands of troops on the battlefield.

Cheng Pu, Han Dang, Huang Gai, and Sun Quan all had some impressions, and later became famous figures in Eastern Wu, although they were all the twelve tiger ministers of Eastern Wu, the elders of the Three Dynasties, and successively assisted Sun Jian, Sun Ce, Sun Quan, especially Huang Gai, among later generations, well-known figures, but only this Zu Mao had no impression.

It shouldn't be, this Zu Mao didn't miss the three of them anywhere, and in the past few days, Sun Quan found that Sun Jian's most trusted among the four brothers was probably this Zu Mao.

"Is this guy going to die early?"

Sun Quan stood behind Sun Ce, his eyes widened, and he looked at Zu Mao who was standing not far away.

He has never liked history before, so all he can know is those ordinary news, and the rest of his memories are a little blurred, and the great history of Dongwu doesn't seem to have Zu Mao, most of whom were sacrificed in that corner.