After washing his face and getting dressed under Tang Ji's service, Liu Wei walked outside the house.

As soon as he opened the door of the hall, he saw Zhou Cang and Gong Du standing outside the door.

Hearing the door open, the two of them, who were arguing in a whisper, turned their faces to Liu Wei, who had just opened the door.

Zhou Cang's face was red, as if he was a little angry, but he and Gong Du should have been very quiet when they argued, and Liu Wei didn't hear the content of the dispute in the room.

"Sir." Liu Wei walked out of the door, Zhou Cang bowed with his fists and bowed very respectfully, and Gong Du also greeted with his fists.

Liu Wei gave Gong Du a salute back, and said with a smile: "General Gong has been tired all night, and he is really tired and tight, and he gets up late, so the general is not strange." ”

"Sir, don't mind." Gong Du clenched his fists and said to Liu Wei: "The horses are ready, please sir, Mrs. and General Zhou get on the horse, Qu Shuai has been waiting for a long time." ”

Liu Wei nodded, called Tang Ji who was still waiting in the house, and after a while, Tang Ji walked out of the house and stood behind Liu Wei with her head down.

The two Yellow Turban soldiers led the horses to the two of them, and Gong on the side made a gesture of please, and said to the two with a little respect: "Sir, madam, please get on the horse." ”

"You don't need two horses, you can ride one horse with your insider." Liu Wei waved his hand at a Yellow Turban soldier leading a horse, then reached out to hug Tang Ji and pulled her onto the back of the horse in front of him.

During the Three Kingdoms period at the end of the Han Dynasty, stirrups had not yet appeared, and they generally had to step on the horse stone, but these Yellow Turban soldiers did not carry the horse stone over, which required them to rely on their arm strength to support their bodies and jump up.

Tang Ji's body was weak, so she would definitely not be able to go up, and Liu Wei could only hug her.

Pulling Tang Ji onto the horse's back, Liu Wei pressed the horse's back with both hands, and with a vertical body, he also jumped up and sat behind Tang Ji.

Horseback riding was not a difficult task for Liu Wei, who had often carried out mountain missions in his previous life, and sometimes rode horses on some rugged mountain roads.

At that time, however, most of the ponies he rode were small ponies of the southern breed, not the tall northern breed of horses that he is currently riding.

Most of the war horses of the Eastern Han Dynasty were selected from the northern horse breeds, which was also the habit of fighting with the Xiongnu during the period of Emperor Wu of the Western Han Dynasty and the cavalry. The southern breed is short, and although it is better than the northern breed in climbing and durability, the sprint, impact and short-distance running speed are not as good as the tall northern breed.

Jumping on the back of the horse, Liu Wei subconsciously stretched out his feet to find a place to step on, but he stepped on it twice but didn't step on anything, and he suddenly remembered that the horse under his crotch was not equipped with stirrups at all.

Liu Wei and Tang Ji got on the horse, and Zhou Cang was not polite to Gong Du, so he jumped on the back of the horse that the Yellow Turban soldiers led him to.

"Let's go!" Gong Du also got on the horse, raised his hand and waved it forward, and walked in front to guide everyone.

Two of the four Yellow Turban soldiers gave up their mounts to Liu Wei and Zhou Cang, and in order not to slow down the march, they could only ride on the same horses with the other two Yellow Turban soldiers.

The group traveled about five or six miles due east and walked up a valley sandwiched between two mountains.

Entering the valley, Liu Wei twisted his head and kept looking at the cliffs on both sides. Although he didn't see anything, his instinct told him that there must be a large number of men and horses in ambush on the cliffs on both sides.

On the top of the hill on the left, a young man in his early twenties was looking down on Liu Wei and others who were passing through the valley.

He did not have a yellow scarf wrapped around his head, and a snow-white shirt hunted and flew under the wind on the top of the mountain, making him look quite lonely and fluttering.

Looking at Liu Wei and the others passing by in the valley, a faint smile hung on the corner of the young man's mouth, and he nodded slowly.

"What does Mr. Shan think of this person?" The young man was standing on the top of the mountain watching the crowd passing through the valley, and Liu Pi appeared behind him and asked him.

"I haven't gotten acquainted with each other, how do you evaluate it?" Obviously, the young man didn't care about Liu Bi's identity as Qu Shuai, he didn't look back, just looked down the mountain, and replied lightly.

Probably accustomed to his arrogance, Liu Bi just had a trace of unhappiness on his face, but he didn't say anything, turned around and went down the mountain with a group of yellow turban soldiers.

Liu Wei only felt that there were people and horses ambushed on the peaks on both sides, but he didn't find any traces of people, if it was in the past, he would definitely take Zhou Cang and Tang Ji to turn around and rush out of the valley.

But this time he didn't do that, Liu Bi and Gong were very polite and thoughtful to him and Zhou Cang, if they wanted to harm them, there was no need to spend so much time on Zhou Zhang.

Gong Du led Liu Wei and the others through the valley, and a clearing appeared in front of them for several miles.

The weeds and shrubs in the clearing had been cleared and replaced by rows of marching tents. In the gap between the tents and tents, there were groups of Yellow Turban soldiers patrolling with shields and short spears.

In the first year of Zhongping, the Zhang Jiao brothers led a large-scale Yellow Turban Uprising, and the number of rebels once reached one million.

It's just that the Yellow Turban Army at that time was mainly based on the peasants at the bottom, and it was extremely inexperienced in combat. The will to fight was not strong, and under the encirclement and suppression of the official army and the powerful armed forces in various places, the Yellow Turban Uprising soon failed.

Although the uprising failed, many of the Yellow Turban Army moved from fighting on the surface to the dark under the leadership of their respective leaders, and the Yellow Turban Army under Liu Pi was one of them.

After several years of fighting, although the Yellow Turban Army is still unable to compete with the official army on the battlefield, they have also made great progress, and both combat effectiveness and willpower are no longer comparable to the original rabble.

The barracks were in order, Gong Du led everyone to the gate of the barracks, and a yellow turban colonel came out of the camp, bowed down and hugged his fists and said to Gong Du: "General, Qu Shuai has set up a banquet, just wait for Mr. and General Zhou to come to the banquet." ”

"I know it." Gong Du nodded, jumped off the horse, hugged his fists at the returning riders Ma Liu Wei and Zhou Cang, and said, "Sir, madam, General Zhou, please enter the camp with the last general." ”

Everyone got off their horses, followed Gong Du, and entered the barracks under the escort of a team of Yellow Turban soldiers who came up, and walked straight towards the depths of the barracks.

While walking Liu Wei, he carefully remembered the route they passed, and while remembering the route, he also determined that there must be masters in the military camp who were proficient in formations and strategies.

Liu Wei didn't know any gossip about the five elements, nor did he understand the formation diagram, but when he walked in the barracks, he had a feeling that this barracks was not simple. It's a barracks that looks ordinary, but it's a labyrinth inside.

The tents are connected, the exits are not in the same direction, and any marching tent is in the field of vision of more than a dozen tents around it, no matter how capable the lurkers enter, it is very likely that they will be quickly discovered by the officers and soldiers in the camp, and if someone chooses to sneak attack such a military camp, it is obviously very unwise.

Following Gong Du, not long after walking, a camp tent much larger than other tents appeared in front of everyone.

Liu Pi had already led a group of people to wait outside the tent, and behind him stood a twenty-five or sixteen-year-old woman dressed as a noblewoman.

Although the woman is not as naturally beautiful as Tang Ji, her appearance can be regarded as upper-middle, but her waist and hips are slightly fatter, which makes her look a little short and fat. Although Bo Shi Fan Dai is also a little tempting and enchanting, standing behind the tall Liu Pi, it feels a little mismatched.

Standing behind Liu Pi to the right was a young man in his early twenties, dressed in a dark white robe.

The young man was half a head shorter than Liu Bi, but slightly taller than the young Liu Bi. His figure was also very thin, but his eyes were shining with wisdom. Since Liu Wei and the others came here, his eyes have never taken his eyes off Liu Wei.

Behind the woman and the young man were a group of Yellow Turban generals with yellow scarves on their heads and hard armor on their bodies.

"Sir, General Zhou." Before Liu Bi and the others walked to the tent, Liu Bi led everyone to greet him, he first bowed to Liu Bi and Zhou Cang, and then made a gesture of invitation and said: "A certain person and the people under the tent will wait here for a long time." The two of you have been tired all the way, please enter the account and rest. ”

"My sister will go to the slave family tent to rest, the affairs of the man's family, our daughter's family is not easy to participate in, or the slave family will come to talk to my sister." The slightly short and fat woman behind Liu Pi came to Tang Ji, stretched out her hand to take Tang Ji's little hand, and invited Tang Ji to her tent very affectionately.

Tang Ji hurriedly withdrew the small hand that was held from the woman's hand like an electric shock, and pursed her lips to look at Liu Wei who was standing in front of her.

Liu Wei turned around and nodded at Tang Ji, and said softly: "Since Madame invited, you can go, and I will go to you when I go back." ”

As soon as he said this, Tang Ji answered, blessed Liu Bi, and followed Liu Pi's wife to the slightly smaller tent on the side under the escort of several Yellow Turban soldiers.

The Yellow Turban generals behind Liu Bi withdrew and stood on both sides to make way for Liu Bi and Zhou Cang, while Liu Bi maintained the gesture of invitation and said again: "The banquet has been prepared, please enter the account for the banquet." ”

Before entering the account, Liu Wei glanced at the young man in white on the side, and the young man was also looking at him, Liu Wei's gaze met the young man's gaze, and the young man subconsciously lowered his head a little, avoiding Liu Bian's gaze.

The tent had been divided into two rows and set up a number of low tables, and behind each low table, there was a cushion covered with silk. At the top of the tent was a low, slightly larger table. Strangely enough, slightly to the front of the side of the large low table, there was a table of the same size as the low tables below.

"Sir, General Zhou, please take a seat." After entering the big tent, Liu Pi led everyone to the two rows of tables and asked Liu Wei and Zhou Cang to sit first.

"Mr. So-and-so entourage, just stand behind Mr.!" Liu Wei sighed and sat down behind the low table closest to the main table on the left, but Zhou Cang did not appreciate it, he pressed his sword with one hand, stood straight behind Liu Wei like a statue, and refused to sit down on the opposite side.