"But, but ......"

Liu Bian's first royal expedition, to be exact. It was the first time he was actually in power, and he was very reluctant to escape from this curtain in the wilderness.

Listening to the sound of fighting getting closer and closer, Liu Wei was also panicked, and he really didn't know what to do.

Liu Guan and Zhang quietly waited for Liu Ban to make a decision.

The monstrous fire burned half the sky at the moment.

The fighting gradually calmed down.

More and more Tianzi Jiuwei reacted and escaped from the panicked barracks.

Assembled and formed near the big account of the Chinese army.

All kinds of equipment were properly arranged, and for a while, the Yellow Turban Army could not attack.

It's as if a wolfdog in the wild encounters a hedgehog and has nowhere to go.

This time, they came out in order to be able to bypass the Tiger Prison Pass, in order not to be discovered by the eyes and ears of the imperial court.

Over the mountains, even from the middle of the river, when they came ashore, more than 30 percent of the soldiers were wounded.

It was not until they regained a batch of equipment and supplies that they regained their combat effectiveness.

Now we are facing all kinds of obstacles.

The Yellow Turban Army lacked all kinds of equipment for long-range attacks, and they couldn't rush through.

As more and more of the Nine Guards of the Son of Heaven gathered.

The fear in Liu Yan's heart was also suppressed again.

Liu Guanzhang and the three people in the big tent saw that Liu Wei was slow to mention the topic of transfer, and there were other generals who reported the battle situation at this time.

Retreated, left the big tent, and went to check how many people were still under his command at the moment.

The Yellow Turbans didn't care about the flames at all, but only demolished part of the tents to stop the fire from reaching them.

The soldiers stationed in the Tiger Prison also discovered the fire that suddenly broke out behind them at this moment.

Get a message from your subordinates.

Lu Bu stood on top of the Tiger Prison Pass, quietly looking at the red sky in the distance.

"There's something there. Is it a wildfire? Or is it war? ”

Lu Bu turned around and asked Zhang Liao beside him.

Zhang Liao stood behind Lu Bu and looked up at the burning place.

"I don't know, but tonight I received the flying pigeon of the Son of Heaven Jiuwei, saying that the Son of Heaven is now driving in person, and it is only fifty miles away from the Tiger Prison Pass, and he will arrive at the Tiger Prison Pass tomorrow, and the Son of Heaven will inspect the Tiger Prison Pass."

"Looking at this distance, it seems to be ......"

Zhang Liao hesitated for a moment, looked at Lu Bu's expressionless face, and then continued.

"The Son of Heaven is alone, and there may be war."

"The Son of Heaven is in ambush."

Zhang Liao expressed his guess.

In the dark night, ten figures rushed out of the Tiger Prison Pass, and rode their horses to the place where the fire was burning, whether it was a war or a mountain fire, the Tiger Prison Pass had to be explored.

Lu Bu quietly looked at the ten figures who rushed out.

His eyes flickered.

Slowly raise your left hand.

Under Zhang Liao's expectant gaze.

"The whole army rests, no orders are allowed and no camps are allowed, and those who violate the order are beheaded."

The cold words exploded on the tiger prison, and all the soldiers, driven by the commander of the army, returned to the camp to continue sleeping.

Zhang Liao looked at Lu Bu puzzled.

The Nine Guards of the Son of Heaven may be ambushed, and the Son of Heaven is in danger.

Even if it was half a chance, Lu Bu should have sent troops to rush over to help.

"Zhang Liao, go down, you also go to rest."

Lu Bu's fluttering words made Zhang Liao suddenly feel cold.

"Yes, General."

Zhang Liao bowed down and immediately walked down the tiger prison.

There was no one around Lu Bu.

Lu Bu no longer concealed the emotions in his heart.

"The Son of Heaven is in ambush? What does it have to do with me, how unfair it is to be today, obviously I have a marriage contract with Diao Chan, but I gave Diao Chan a marriage to Dong Zhuo, such a blind son of heaven, it's dead. ”

Lu Bu's face was hideous.

Wearing armored hands, he smashed a piece of rubble directly from the city wall.

Lu Bu did not send troops to the rescue.

……………………

At the same time, Dong Zhuo, who had followed the cavalry for fifty miles, could no longer hold on.

Fifty miles of broken roads, even if there is a post road, it is also bumpy and terrible.

Dong Zhuo only felt that his whole body was shattered.

Even the internal organs are not their own.

It's extremely uncomfortable.

"No, I can't hold on anymore."

Dong Zhuo slowly left the cavalry.

Hiding aside with only a dozen escorts, and then letting the cavalry move on.

"When will we reach the camp of the Son of Heaven?"

Dong Zhuo lay on the horse, unable to lift up a trace of strength, and asked the chief of the guard behind him weakly.

Dong Zewei was by Dong Zhuo's side, always vigilant around.

"Fully armed, probably at dawn, you can reach it."

"It's just that when you're in a hurry, the combat effectiveness of the cavalry is not one in ten."

Dong Ze silently estimated the speed of the march, and many of the roads behind him were mountainous, so they couldn't get up at all.

"Dawn? I hope it's in time. ”

"You don't need how much combat power they have, as long as they appear near the Nine Guards of the Son of Heaven, just do it, with this cavalry, no one dares to disagree with the Nine Guards of the Son of Heaven."

Dong Zhuo nodded.

Suddenly there was a flurry of retching.

It's just that at this time, he didn't know that in order to be able to exterminate the Yellow Turban Army to the greatest extent, Liu Bian continued to divide his troops along the way, and in the end, there were only more than 10,000 people left around him.

If Dong Zhuo had learned, he might not have been so optimistic.

Outside of Liu Fan's camp, the Yellow Turban Army no longer launched a charge even after several failed strong attacks.

Instead, the other soldiers on three sides were withdrawn and concentrated in front of the camp.

The regrouping of the Yellow Turban Army made the remaining Nine Guards of the Son of Heaven even more panicked.

The fire had dissipated, and under the remnants of the light, the Yellow Turbans were shiny and armed.

Everyone was equipped with new armor, from head to toe, wrapped in a package.

The long knife in his hand, the spear reflected the cold light, and blood kept sliding from it.

Tens of thousands of people were silent with invisible pressure, and all the soldiers of the oppressive Nine Guards of the Son of Heaven felt difficult to breathe.