Jizhou, Yecheng.

On the head of Yecheng, two generals, one tall and one short, clasped their hands to their chests and looked at the city.

The soldiers under the city were marching in an orderly line towards the city, and the torches raised by the soldiers were connected in a row, like a fire dragon, which began to swim from the far distance outside the city, all the way through the city gates, through the central axis of the city, and finally came to the barracks inside the city.

It can be vaguely identified by the firelight, and the word "Yuan" is written on the flag held by those soldiers.

"In this way, this Jizhou is ours."

Looking at the soldiers who entered the city, the short military general said a little proudly, this person is one of the four court pillars of Hebei under Yuan Shao, Wen Chou.

"It's just that taking Jizhou bloodlessly like this always feels like something is missing."

The tall military general shook his head with some disappointment, the one who could appear with Wen Chou was naturally Yan Liang.

"Why, it seems that General Yan Liang is not very satisfied with my plan."

A voice interrupted the conversation between the two, and the two looked back, but a scholar in a fur coat stood behind them at some point.

"Mr. Guo Tu, I'm not dissatisfied, I just think that taking the city like this is not a bit above board."

Yan Liang respectfully raised his own question.

"Are you saying to kill the county guard for being a guest?"

Guo Tu smiled and continued.

"Although it is not above board, it is also a helpless move, after all, Lord Yuan Shao's side is also waiting for our news."

……

Tiger Prison Pass, Yuan Shao's camp.

A herald hurriedly walked into the camp, and before he could say anything, Yuan Shao, who had his back to the herald, took the lead in speaking.

"Word has passed?"

"It's been passed on."

Yuan Shao nodded, waved his hand and signaled the herald to retreat.

He looked in front of him, and the huge tent was empty, and the white-robed and high-crowned counselor was standing in the clearing, holding a huge brush and drawing something out of thin air.

Yuan Shao stood opposite Fu Zhu, although he couldn't understand what kind of mystery was hidden in Fu Zhu's paintings, but his gaze was still extremely focused.

Forming a coalition to crusade against Dong Zhuo is just a pretense on the surface, Luoyang, where Dong Zhuo is located, is too far away, if he really fights down the territory, it will definitely not be his own, and all he can get is a reputation for rebellion, but the reputation is just icing on the cake for him as the fourth and third dukes, and it can't give him what he really needs.

He wants Jizhou.

The city has been taken, but Jizhou Mu Han Fu is still there, although Han Fu is empty talk about no talent, but the grass must be eradicated, Yuan Shao does not intend to leave his life.

It's just that when this Han Fu will be killed, how to kill, and who will kill him is a very worthy matter.

"Lord, the painting is done."

Frustrated's voice interrupted his thoughts, and Yuan Shao looked at it, but a blue magic circle floated in front of Frustration.

This magic circle is Yuan Shao's answer.

"Very well, let's get started."

Yuan Shao nodded and ordered, and then recited an obscure and complex incantation, under the influence of the incantation, the magic circle gradually expanded, but it also continued to fade, and in the end, although it covered the entire camp, it was also faint to the point that it was almost invisible.

"Up!"

Frustrated Professor raised his hand and shouted, and several streams of water quickly generated out of thin air, and those streams of water passed through the circle, then condensed into a ball, and finally turned into a human form.

Jizhou Mu, Han Fu.

Although he knew that this was an illusion composed of water currents in front of him, Yuan Shao almost took it for a real person, he walked around Han Fu's illusion, and sighed as he looked at it.

"It's not the first time I've seen it, but this is really a miracle!"

Yuan Shao looked at Fu Zhi again and arched his hand.

"Next, it's up to Mr."

……

Different from the large camp outside the pass where the princes gathered, due to the small place, there were not many troops stationed in the Tiger Prison Pass, and only one prince was stationed here.

Tiger Prison Pass is said to be a pass, but it is actually a small urn city. The pass is divided into two sides, because the purpose is to defend Luoyang, so the pass on the side facing Luoyang is extremely tall and magnificent, but the side facing Luoyang is low and short.

Although he knew that Lu Bu had retreated and retreated to Luoyang, what he had to do was still to be done, so on the low city wall facing Luoyang, several sentries were arranged there as usual.

"It's so cold......"

Soldier A, who was on guard, shook his hands and feet and complained to his colleague Soldier B.

Indeed, it is the first month of the year, and although the soldiers are not responsible for the New Year's Festival, the cold of the night should still come.

"Don't talk about it, the more you talk about it, the colder it gets......"

Soldier B heard his colleague's complaints, and shuddered.

"Shhh...... I heard that a celebration banquet was held at the camp today, so it must be very lively. ”

Soldier A seems to be a talker, and he can't stop as soon as he speaks.

"Really?"

Soldier B looked back in the direction of the camp outside the city, but saw nothing but the high wall on the other side of the Tiger Pass.

After staring at the city wall for a long time, Soldier B slowly turned his head and said.

"I don't know if they can share something."

"How is it possible, people are holding a celebration banquet outside, and the leftovers have been distributed on the spot a long time ago, how can we have our share!"

Soldier A waved his hand.

And as if to prove that Soldier A's judgment was incorrect, a shout suddenly sounded behind him.

"Come on, come on, the big guys are here, and we'll share something to eat!"

The two soldiers turned back in unison, only to see a man wrapped in a white turban carrying a basket up the city wall.

Not only soldiers A and B, but several other soldiers standing guard heard the sound and came over.

"Come, look, this plate is meat, this plate is bread, and this ......"

The man took out the contents of the basket in the same way, and looked at the soldiers with a mysterious last face.

“…… Wine! ”

The soldiers had already been excited, and when they heard that there was wine, the excitement turned to ecstasy.

"Eh, eh!"

Seeing the soldiers rushing over at once, the man hurriedly put the flask in his arms.

"You can't drink more, I said above, this is for you to keep out the cold, and one person is only allowed to drink one bowl!"

"So, is this from the celebration banquet over there?"

Soldier A hurriedly asked.

"What kind of celebration banquet, the celebration banquet is someone else's, this is a meal that Lord Sun Jian understands you and gives you!"

Although the guy is just a guy, he seems to have a sense of collective honor and belonging, and he knows whose soldier he is.

Soon, the soldiers formed a circle and ate and drank.

"This has wine and meat, and it would be better if it could be roasted and lit on a fire."

Eating couldn't stop Soldier A's mouth, he took a bite of the dough, then took a sip of wine, and commented a little vaguely.

"Fire, ......"

When Soldier B heard his colleague say this, he also sighed, and then subconsciously looked in the direction of Luoyang City.

"Fire ...... Fire ......"

"What do you say, come and eat!"

Seeing that his companion was stunned, Soldier A casually pulled Soldier B, but he didn't pull it.

"Hey, I said what are you looking at......"

Soldier A was also suddenly stunned.

"Fire! Luoyang is on fire! ”

In the distance, under the soaring flames, the outline of the city was clear.

Luoyang caught fire, and the news soon spread to Sun Jian's case, which was stationed in the Tiger Prison Pass.

"This matter is sudden, go and report it to the coalition headquarters!"

Hearing the news, Sun Jian, who was wearing gold armor and tiger robes, immediately said to the herald who came to report the news.

Just then, another herald ran in.

"Report! The coalition battalion burst out to shout and kill, and no trace of the enemy was found, it should be civil strife! ”

"Civil strife?!"

Sun Jian exclaimed, but he was immediately relieved.

As one of the princes of the Eighteen Roads, he is naturally aware of the situation of the various princes, and it is not surprising that these people are in internal turmoil, and even he is stationed in the Tiger Prison Pass, partly because he is too lazy to intrigue with these people.

But why is there civil strife at this juncture of the Luoyang fire?

After a moment's thought, he immediately made a decision.

"Quick! Pass my order, and all generals and captains will immediately order troops and gallop to Luoyang! ”

He didn't expect those princes at all, since they didn't want to help the Han family, then they would come by themselves!