This is a woman with wolf nature!

Zhou Zhou looked very happy.

Wolves can invade and protect their cubs, and it is not a bad thing to have wolf nature.

Wolves travel thousands of miles to eat meat, and dogs guard the door to eat.

Big fish eat small fish, humans eat everything, and the dark forest theory is not empty talk.

The law of nature applies to the starry universe.

Heaven and earth, the universe is round, there are countless races and civilizations, and they have their own cultural inheritance and survival concepts.

Even other human nations are unable to accept the 'moderation' and 'forgiveness' of the Chinese people, so do we expect aliens who are even of different races to accept the ideas of the Chinese people?

Facing an unknown future, Zhou Zhou would rather see wolves than docile dogs.

Only wolves can devour their opponents in the fight and gain life.

Of course, even if you raise wolves, you must also raise the kind of good wolves that are principled, assertive, goal-oriented, and resilient.

Otherwise, if he raised a white-eyed wolf like Lu Bu, even if he could conquer foreign races and defend the land like Lu Bu, he would eventually rebel against his master.

Lu Bu, the word Fengxian, Jiuyuan people's clan.

His ancestor Lu Hao, who was the captain of the Yueqi School of the Constitutional Department at the time, was ordered to stay at the border fortress, led the troops to station in Wuyuan County, set the site of Beihe, built a large number of civil works, built cities and forts, opened up wasteland for farming, and stuck to the border passes.

Lu Bu did not like to read when he was young, he was aggressive by nature, powerful and powerful, good at dancing with guns and sticks, at the age of five he followed the wrangler to release horses in the wild, and he was skilled in equestrianism, and at the age of seven he rode alone to pursue the wild fox mountain deer, never failed, practiced qi at the age of nine, and was skilled in martial arts at the age of eleven.

In the autumn of the fifth year of Xiping, the Xianbei tribe raided the Koubian, and Lu Bu took 300 horsemen from the countryside to attack the grassland, defeated dozens of Xianbei horses, beheaded tens of thousands, and blessed the people of Wuyuan to retreat safely into SX (west of Yinshan), and shocked Yidi.

In this battle, Lu Bu, who was only fifteen years old, awakened the martial soul Vermilion Bird and ascended to the peak of martial arts.

Lu Bu returned south with his father, and was attached to Ding Yuan's subordinates as the assassin of Bingzhou, serving as the captain of the cavalry, stationed in Taiyuan, sweeping the thieves inside, and conquering Xiqiang, Xianbei, and Wuhuan outside, with a great record.

The Qiang people sent the honorific title, called "Flying General", comparable to the flying general Li Guang.

Before entering the Central Plains, Lu Bu's name has already spread all over the world.

Later, he followed Ding Yuan Kuangfu Han and King Qinluo Luoyang, and began his legendary life of sweeping thousands of armies and finally ending tragically.

Of course, Lu Bu, who is only nineteen years old now, is not the ghost and god of 'Lu Bu among people, red rabbit among horses', he is just the main master of Ding Yuan's seat in Bingzhou, and he sneaks out to hunt with thirty or fifty friends all day long, so as not to be caught by his father-in-law and returned to the court to correct the cumbersome official documents that make people sleepy.

After another five years, it will be his turn to enter the king of Jingqin.

The wind of the steppe... It's awesome again.

It was nearly dusk, the sun was like blood on the margins of the northwest grassland, the outline of the hills was dim like corpses lying on their stomachs, the cool breeze was blowing on the grass, there was a rustling sound, and the smell of blood was filled.

The sound of boiling horses' hooves broke through the silence and spread from far to near.

A well-trained cavalry galloped in, led by a nine-foot man, with a burly figure and a handsome face, with the ruggedness of a prairie boy between his eyebrows, and a pair of eyes like lightning, not angry and arrogant.

"Fengxian, I'm too late to wait. ”

One of the cavalrymen left the crowd, rode to the leader's side, and looked at the slaughterhouse strewn with corpses in front of him, with a trace of solemnity and anger in his eyes.

Outside the smoke-filled tents, a large number of corpses were covered with grass, and some people had horses, although they were not wearing armor, but in the eyes of those who came, it was natural to distinguish whether these corpses were foreign herdsmen or Koubian rangers.

The remains of the severed limbs were piled up in the distance, and as far as the eye could see, there were no less than 10,000.

Everyone dismounted to inspect the corpses, collected the corpses by the way, and lit a fire to prevent the plague.

Zhang Liao inspected very carefully, and in addition to the Qiang people who died on the spot, there were also many old, weak, sick and young people who were frozen to death because no one took care of them.

The people who kill the tribe seem to be extremely martial, and the people they kill are all middle-aged Qiang people with blades in their hands or strong bodies, but after killing the tribe's strength, how can those old, weak, sick and young survive on the poor grassland.

It's not extermination, it's even more extermination.

In the eyes of martial artists who pay attention to 'righteous warfare' and 'dignification', it is really a despicable act.

Zhang Liao, Wei Xu, Hao Meng and others all had heavy faces, only Gao Shun's face was as condensed as iron, unmoved.

Lu Bu was angry, and shouted in a deep voice: "Damn, who is so ruthless and vicious, he can't stand the son of man, and he swears to kill him." ”

After that, a halberd fell, and there was a loud bang, and a huge pit three zhang wide appeared, and the pit spread along the cracks, describing horror.

Zhang Liao and the others were all taken aback by Lu Bu, only Gao Shun kept his eyes on it, and his voice was very calm.

"Feng Xian, depending on the degree of blood coagulation, that gang of murderers should leave not long ago, should we continue to chase after them?"

"Chase, even if I chase to the ends of the earth, I will catch the murderer!"

Everyone turned over and got on their horses, followed the faint traces on the grass, and continued to chase deep into the northern grassland.

They don't know the end of the trail, it's a man on a horse.

The man returned to the basics, his appearance was not brilliant, but the horse under his crotch was extremely eye-catching.

From head to tail, one zhang long, from hooves to neck, eight feet high, shouting and roaring, there is the shape of soaring into the sea.

This is a red rabbit stepping on snow.

At the same time, the Xiongnu royal court left the Xian royal department.

King Zuo Xian kicked the herald over, pulled out a scimitar and stabbed him in the chest, cutting out a bloody heart, and grabbed it with his right hand.

"Okay, one after another, the herdsmen of the tribes under my account have been bad, just as I am afraid of the big Han, Agu and Yizhi, order 10,000 troops, and follow me south. ”

The grassland is surging with gunsmoke, and there is almost a trend of war, and in the Central Plains, the yellow turban is in full swing, attacking the city and pulling out the village, and sweeping half of the country with an invincible momentum, and the official army cannot match it.

There are many Taiping Dao believers in the Yellow Turban Army, all of whom are people who practice witchcraft, and they do the art of spreading beans into soldiers, spreading clouds and rain, and often use witchcraft to reverse the decline.

In April of the first year of Zhongping, the Yellow Turban Rebellion had been more than two months, and there were righteous people wearing yellow turbans all over the Central Plains, and nearly half of the Han land had fallen.

The momentum of the Yellow Turban has reached its peak, not only the imperial court is terrified, but even Zhang Jiao himself feels very surprised.

However, under the heyday, many contradictions and hidden dangers inevitably arose within the yellow scarf.

Before Zhang Jiao had time to rectify the yellow scarf, the imperial court had already made a move.

On April 27, Emperor He Jin sent an edict.

Ordered everywhere to prepare for the palace, train soldiers, order weapons, gather the righteous army, and ask for thieves to make meritorious contributions, and sent Zhonglang to lead Lu Zhi, Huangfu Song, and Zhu Jun to each lead elite soldiers, and divide them into three ways to fight for thieves.

Huangfu Song asked for the lifting of the party ban, and the emperor accepted it, and the court was clear.

The rotten and bloated imperial court began to react and dispatched troops to try to suppress the Yellow Turbans, but the Yellow Turbans failed to deal with the ills of the internal expansion of the Yellow Turban believers after the success of the uprising.

May of the first year of Zhongping is the most critical month.

It is recorded in the book that the yellow turban is in full swing and declining, just in this month.