Luo Long's letter was very simple, and he only said one word: Luoyang will be lost, and you should go to Xuchang. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info And this word made Liu Nong sit alone in the room for a whole day.

When the sun and the moon set, Liu Zhonglang stared at the corner of the wall and stood up on his knees.

The corner of the wall is vertically set of armor wooden people, and the horn helmet is buckled on it, and the helmet is arrogant and fierce. On the side of the wooden figure is a vertical case, with a clay pot inside, and the whole body is white and flawless.

Liu Nong took out a piece of snow yarn from his arms and slowly tied it to the mouth of the can, with a firm and gentle expression.

Just as a gust of wind came, the snow veil and the scarlet helmet were lifted, and they trembled lightly.

……

In the early morning, the sky will dawn, and the foggy sun is just like a newlywed woman, blushing half of her face and timidly poking her head. The early yellow warbler flapped its wings, wandered over the branches, and sang endlessly. A soft ray of sunlight shone through the leaves and into the little black girl's face, cut in half by her eyelashes.

Xiao Hei woke up from the dream with blinking eyes, looking at the coarse cloth curtain on the top, he didn't come back to his senses for a long time, his eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was still reminiscing about the dream. Leaned less, rubbed his eyes, his eyes were clear, but his cheeks were red, and he secretly felt that the back of his neck was very hot, and he couldn't help but hold his face, closed his eyes, and shook his head, as if he wanted to shake off the ridiculous and embarrassing dream, but he threw his hair all over his head into a black waterfall.

"Squeak!" , "Squeak ......"

The two little Yiwei were competing for nuts on the dresser, if it was in the past, the little black girl would have been a little frolicking with them, but now he was secretly irritable, frowned, stretched out his white little hand, "pop", "pop" and fanned a few times, and the little Yiwei named "Guo Junguan" slapped the dresser, caught "Liu Zhonglang" in the palm of his hand, pinched it twice, and directly squeezed out the nuts in Liu Zhonglang's cheeks, and then the little black girl tilted her head, bent her fingers, and flicked the nuts on the cloth to. Guo Jun'.

'Guo Junyi' stared at his eyes the size of a bean, and was wandering around under the bed with his big fluffy tail, but he didn't know that suddenly joy fell from the sky, and he immediately held the nuts, squeaked and screamed, and rushed out of the room.

"Squeak, squeak......"

'Liu Zhonglang' was extremely aggrieved, curled up, held his big tail on his stomach, covered his pointed face, turned his little eyes, and screamed timidly, as if he was silently fighting.

"Hmph, Hugh has to quibble!"

The little black girl raised her eyebrows, nodded the head of 'Liu Zhonglang', nodded the little guy into a ball, and waved her hand violently, fanning it off the wooden couch. Then, he wanted to turn over and sit up, suddenly, his brows furrowed, "Ah", he was wet under his body, he reached out and touched it, and when he saw it in front of him, his eyes suddenly straightened, and he exclaimed: "Ah, ah! Blood ......"

"Uh......h Black girl is going to die......"

"Woo, woo......"

The little black girl cried, trembled, slowly crawled to the corner of the couch, bent her knees in front of her arms, hugged her shoulders with her backhand, shrunk into a small ball, closed her eyes tightly, just like a wounded little white rabbit, she was very scared, but she muttered in her mouth: blood, a lot of blood...... Little black girl, Xue Wan'er, I'm going to die, Guo Dianchenxi, Liu Zhonglangxi, in vain, Naruo Hexi, woo......

"Squeak, squeak!" 'Liu Zhonglang' jumped on the wooden couch, followed the crumpled cloth, cautiously approached, jumped on her knees, and cried softly, and 'Guo Junyi' also went and returned, jumped in through the gap in the window, jumped on the bed, stretched out two front paws, and stroked her hair.

"Woo woo......" Looking at the two little things, the little black girl burst into tears, crying louder, so sad.

"Black girl, black girl!"

Xue Gong's wife came up from the porch, holding a wooden plate in her hand, and a hot pottery bowl was placed in the middle, and the fragrance of porridge wafted all over the courtyard.

"Black girl......" Xue Gong's wife put the wooden plate on the low case, ran to her daughter, hugged her in her arms, wiped the tears on her daughter's face, and asked, "Black girl, my son, why are you crying?" ”

When the mother came, the little black girl was very determined, snorted, raised her little face, trembled her tearful eyes, and said sadly: "Mother, mother, black girl, ...... are going to die" said, but saw that the mother was full of puzzlement, and her heart was even more sad, "Wow" cried loudly, while crying, she opened a corner of the cloth, closed her eyes, pointed to the blood, and cried: "There is a lot of blood, it is still victorious, it is better than Uncle Chen Wu in the past...... Woo, don't die, don't die, ...... black, scared, mother-in-law."

"Ahh......h

After a while, Xue Gong's wife blinked, came back to her senses, hugged the little black girl tightly, lifted her face slightly, wiped away the tears, nodded the little black girl's nose, and smiled softly: "Don't be sad, don't be afraid." So far, my son has grown up, and it is no longer a little black girl, but Xue Wan'er. After that, he smiled and walked to the bedside bed, bent down and poked out a stack of delicate clothes from the inside, shook it gently, stroked the soft corners, and said with a smile: "Wan'er, come, put on the shirt." ”

"Mother, is the black girl going to die?"

"Hugh is talking nonsense, my son, don't be afraid, come."

"Oh......"

The little black girl wiped her tears, pouted, and a smile rose at the corner of her mouth, her mother told her that when she grows up, she can wear this beautiful shirt and comb all kinds of beautiful hair buns, and this, she has coveted it for a long time, and often secretly caresses the beautiful skirt when no one is around.

After a while, the little black girl turned into Xue Wan'er, kneeling in front of the window prettyly, the sun kissed her face, brushing the pink and white bandeau skirt, Xue Wan'er pulled the bandeau silk scarf hanging on her legs, lowered her head, quietly peeked at Xue Nen's chest, and smiled softly.

Xuan, the mother combed her hair in a bun, and the hair that had been stored for thirteen years was coiled at the back of her head, with half bangs floating in front of her forehead, and there were still two strands of bending and winding, hanging down to her fragrant shoulders and holding her pretty face. Then, he took out the hairpin flower given by Qiao Yousi, and pinned it to her at the end of the bun, and the bead tassel plum hairpin was more beautiful than the flower.

The mother hugged her shoulders, kissed her forehead, shaved her crisp little nose, and said with a smile: "My son, it's so beautiful." ”

It's beautiful, the face is red and simple, and it's better than before...... Xue Wan'er stared at the person in the mirror, smiled, and then, with her bright eyes, asked timidly: "Mother, what is the little lady of the black girl?" ”

"Hmmm......"

Xue Gongzhi's wife was stunned for a moment, and then smiled gently: "The little lady of the bridge is a delicate goddess, and my son is a gentle jasper who has just grown up, and in the eyes of his mother, it is not bad." As he spoke, he glanced at the wooden couch and thought to himself: Wan'er Kwai Shui is here, her body is deficient, and she needs to replenish her blood. Well, the early spring has resumed, and now the county has been divided into separate households, fields and fields, more than ten chickens at home, should choose young eggs to simmer and feed. A few days ago, Li'er still hunted a wild deer, Mo Ruo ...... (Chick eggs, first eggs)

"Woo, woo......"

At this moment, the desolate and majestic horn sounded, hovering in the sky, shattering the tranquility in an instant, Xue Wan'er trembled her eyebrows, got up, and ran out of the courtyard with her skirt in tow.

Xue Gong's wife was shocked, chased to the stairs, and beckoned: "Wan'er, today, don't move without permission, be careful!" ”

"Mother, the black girl will go back when she goes."

Xue Wan'er lifted her skirt, rushed to the stable, and took out the little red horse, but the little red horse had already grown taller, she turned over several times before she turned over on the horse's back, pulled a willow branch with her hand, "snapped", pumped the horse stock, and galloped away.

The little red horse walked out of the alley, and when the passers-by saw it, they all avoided it aside, pointing, and Sister Xuerui leaned on the door and laughed coquettishly: "Black girl, where are you going?" ”

Xue Wan'er lay on the horse's back, swaying lightly, but she didn't look back and said, "The black girl wants to go out of the city!" ”

"The beautiful little Nizi will grow up after all!" Xue Rui wiped her forehead, greeted the morning sun, and smiled slightly.

The trumpet sounded, and the war came. Xue Wan'er secretly felt her chest pounding, whenever the war came, she would run outside the city, watch Liu Zhonglang lead the army out, and carefully debate his eyebrows, when Uncle Chen Wu died, her eyebrows were black, she was very afraid, very afraid......

"Woo, woo......"

"Drive, drive!"

The delicate voice urged the vigorous horse, and the pink and white butterfly chased the sound of the horn and flew out of the city. Stay under the giant monument, restrain the horse, but see the long iron armor as far as the eye can see, layer upon layer to the bottom of the peak, the sound of uniform marching, like a terrifying wave, overwhelmed people. At the end of the arrow, there is a white riding black armor, a cherry red helmet baby, dazzling and shocking.

"Hoo ......"

Xue Wan'er patted her chest, exhaled lightly, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, but she was bold, pinched the horse's belly, and rushed to the bottom of the peak, she wanted to see Liu Zhonglang. If the little red horse is off the string, shuttles through the shadow of the spotted trees, the grass catkins are bent, such as the waves are reversed, and the little red horse is obliquely inserted in front of the team, and the horse is on the small hillside.

The white riding and black armor slowly walked in the middle, and there was a bunch of red cloaks on each side, which was Xun Niangzi and Sister Kong Zhen, and the angry Qu Ping brother was holding the second sword lance, majestic, and the square-faced and wide-eyed Beigong brother was also the same, and there were also Uncle Du Wu, Brother Xu Yi, Bo, the master of the Bo army was also there, and the brother also followed with a bow, except for Liu Yin, Liu Juncheng sat in the town of Liyang, guarding Shangcai, and all the generals followed.

Liu Zhonglang poured out of the nest, carrying: Eagle Yangwei, Hundred Flower Essence Riding 5,000, Tiger Devouring Guard 800, Euphorbia 500, Rock Guard 800, Shooting Sound Guard 700, Thunder Falcon Guard 200, a total of 8,000, of which 5,000 are elite. Only Yanfengwei and Shuofengwei were left, as well as 800 light cavalry and Qingzhuang battalions to defend the city.

The cavalry is the most prosperous, including 3,000 white horsemen with huge guns, 200 heavy mounted cavalry, and the remaining 1,800 light cavalry, wearing leather armor, carrying a riding bow, binding a round shield, holding a long knife, and erecting a spear. Now there are more than 100,000 civilians in Shangcai and Liyang, as well as in Runan counties, and under the war situation, they can barely accommodate 10,000 troops. (There are still shops making up for it, and the displaced people are running to safety, not much to say!) And iron, not much to say! The people of the dock belong to the dock fort, and the civilians are not the same)

Liu Zhonglang...... Hey! ”

When she looked straight at it, the sea of iron armor was flooded with cold light like a wave, Xue Wan'er squinted her eyes and blocked it with her hand, but she couldn't help but meet Liu Zhonglang's oblique gaze, and the four eyes were paired, and Liu Nong smiled slightly.

……

The mighty river is rolling endlessly, Han Qian wears his armor through the armor, standing proudly on the top of the flying stones by the river, his eyes are rolling in the waves, and his expression is resolute and iron. Behind him was an army of 10,000 irons, and a thousand boats were moored by the river.

Slowly, the wind gradually became stronger, the waves roared, and the tower-like general slowly looked back, raised half of his thick eyebrows, raised his spear obliquely, and said coldly: "Cross the river and enter Xingyang!" ”

"No!"

The crowd responded.

……

"Hoof it, hoof it ......"

The horse runs like a dragon, the iron forest is like a mountain, the sound of hooves is like a thunderstorm, the heaven and the earth are trembling for it, the stone tiger and the peach leopard ride side by side, and the army of 20,000 people flows out of the river and points to Xingyang.

The leopard's face was covered with scars, as if it was crawling with hideous centipedes, which was done by Shi Le in the past, twitched the corners of his mouth, and said with a cruel smile: "Shan Yu Yuanfu, Xingyang is only more than 10,000 guards, and the iron horse has been rolled, and it is determined to be powder!" At that time, hit Li Ju's reinforcements again in the middle of the road, Luoyang, and it is within reach! ”

"Don't be careless!"

Shi Hu shook his eyebrows, looked ahead with empty eyes, and hummed: "Han Qiantun's army is in Chen Guo, and he will definitely fight with you and me in Xingyang, this person is brave and resourceful, and should not be coveted!" ”

Peach Leopard raised his spear and said fiercely: "Hehe, we are not Liu, Liu Yao, Liu Yao is a soft and incompetent person, how can he compete with us?!" After a pause, thinking of the defeat at the hands of Han Qian in the past, the centipede jumped on his face, but he sneered in his mouth: "Han Qian, I'm afraid that he won't come, there is no hero in the world, but the vertical son is named!" If they dare to come, they will be taught to come and there will be no return! (To be continued.) )