Liu Cang entered Henan, crossed the Yellow River in the south, and entered the Tiger Prison in the west.

Later generations thought that the majesty of Tiger Prison Pass lies in the building, but in fact, its real danger lies in the terrain and heavy troops.

Tiger Prison Pass is located in the east of Luoyang 200 miles, south of Songyue, north of the Yellow River, east is an endless plain, west and Luoyang between the mountains and mountains.

Tiger prison because King Zhou Mu once enlivened a tiger here and got the name, just located in the plain and the mountain area of the dividing point, with the help of the topography and the city pass building, only build an official road, the checkpoint stretches for dozens of miles, during which there are more than a dozen military camps.

Many passes are independent, but also echo each other, facing the enemy in the direction of the eastern plain, there is more of a husband as the pass.

Liu Cang and his entourage crossed the Yellow River, and now that the war has not started, there are many parade soldiers on the south bank of the Yellow River, and compared with the situation where the victims on the north bank gather in counties and counties, this side is like crossing the boundary of the world, and even less people gathered.

The tiger prison set up a card, and it is natural that Liu Cang's situation of leading troops into the country needs to be strictly investigated.

It's a bit of a suspicion of breaking the jar. Well, if you don't fall, you can't get by, Liu Cang took out the Zhangfu token he got from Zhang Feng, and then more than 1,000 private soldiers with armor went all the way unimpeded.

"Where's General Pan?" Between the mountains and mountains, Liu Cang let go of his horse all the way, and he didn't see Pan Feng's figure for a long time, and asked a cavalryman beside him.

"Back to Gongzi, General Pan is cultivating in the rear frame." The cavalry had a strange expression, subconsciously glanced back, and said to Liu Cang.

"Hmm." Liu Cang nodded.

Now Liu Cang rarely rides in a carriage, and the soldiers under his command are more in awe of him, of course, it may not be because he walks with the army, but the frequency of his training with Pan Feng is a bit high, and Pan Feng's state is always not very good...

All the way to the rear army, Liu Cang found that Pan Feng's black horse was following next to a frame, and when he found it, he saw that Pan Feng's armor was also taken off, he was paralyzed against the grass pile on the frame, grabbed a handful of coarse rice in his hand, and watched the big rooster in the same car pecking at his hands with a sad face.

Seeing that Liu Cang let go of the horse and accompanied him, the foot soldiers on the side gave up the position of Liu Cang's war horse, and softly greeted Liu Cang as a son.

The voice around him woke up Pan Feng, who was wandering in the world, twisted his neck a little mechanically, and saw Liu Cang riding a war horse, Pan Feng's eyes were straight, and his face was desperate.

"Lao Pan, get up and reorganize the army, it's almost time to Luoyang." Looking at Pan Feng's ghostly appearance, Liu Cang shook his head and said to Pan Feng.

It seemed to be funny, and it seemed to have a reprimanding tone, but the despair on Pan Feng's face disappeared in an instant, and he got up quickly, Pan Feng's face was full of joy.

Okay, old Pan is good, as long as it's not General Pan Feng, you can just call me Xiao Pan, the whole army, right? No problem.

"Whoa!" Pan Feng got up, his face was dignified, his voice was like a bell, and he hugged his fist at Liu Cang in response.

glanced at Pan Feng with cold eyes, Pan Feng's face did not change, his eyes looked at Liu Cang with admiration, Liu Cang shook his head again, and rode forward with his horse.

It wasn't until Liu Cang walked away that Pan Feng retracted his tall pectoralis muscles and put on his half-body armor with palpitations.

Pan Feng, a very standard martial artist, has been a ranger and walked through the borderlands, and once thought that he would be difficult to meet opponents in this Han world.

He Pan Feng is also an ambitious person, and after the crown, he doesn't want to be confused, and it coincides with the disaster year, and he was born in the army.

As a result, before I had time to go to the border, I heard that someone was recruiting guards for the relatives of high-ranking officials in Luoyang.

Pan Feng said that we have seen the world, and we understand the importance of starting point. When can't you go to the borderlands?

The eunuch guards walked up.

Sure enough, with his martial arts, he became a general who led thousands of people in one step, and he was just around the corner as an official and a general.

Then, then Pan Feng regretted that he shouldn't have seen so much of the world...

"General Pan, slow down, let's help you put on your armor. Don't be alarmed by the battle chicken, otherwise Childe will have to train with you again. Pan Feng's thoughts ran out, and the action of throwing the armor almost threw the rooster on the frame, and hurriedly stepped forward to help.

Hearing the word sparring, Pan Feng couldn't help but shudder, glared at the soldier angrily, and then carefully looked at the combat chicken pecking grass seeds on the frame, fortunately, this chicken is familiar with us, and I was not surprised.

"Hurry up, be quick. Childe Xun is close to a certain practice, hum, Childe said, stay until you are free, let Ben be a good student to train you and other martial arts. ”

After confirming that the fighting chicken was fine, Pan Feng looked majestic, picked up his serrated axe, and scolded the soldiers beside him.

Straddled the horse and held the axe, Pan Feng ordered the soldiers, looked at his big axe, and wondered in his heart, can this thing be repaired well?

Pan Feng was scared by Liu Cang.

The unequaled admiral of the fart! It's all a lie!!

Pan Feng admitted that when he first heard Liu Cang flatter him so much, he was called a beauty. Of course, he would never admit that he deserved it.

His own son's weapons are a little better than his own, his strength is a little bit greater than his own, and his martial arts are a little higher than his own, so he should not be able to beat him.

I think that at the beginning, when his son-in-law only defended and allowed himself to attack with all his strength, Pan Feng finally felt the hunger and thirst from the big axe.

But it wasn't until Pan Feng lost his strength several times that the facts finally proved that everything was an illusion.

Once he was overturned by his own son-in-law, and he once heard his son-in-law muttering with regret: "It's a pity that the young general Yu Shi is missing." ”

Why! Why is he a young player! A certain Pan Feng has to be a peerless general!

Full of grief and indignation turned into shouting, Pan Feng held the sawtooth axe that quickly turned into a Qimen weapon at his fingertips, straightened out the military columns, and ordered private soldiers.

Through the mountains and mountains, the occasional beast roar in the mountains can always make Liu Cang full of interest, there are wolves, there are birds, there should be tigers and leopards, although it is close to Luoyang, but the mountains here are dense and deep, do not build mountain roads, and the wild animals are much richer than Zhuoxian.

Out of the Tiger Prison, the march was a day, and the next day at noon arrived at the outskirts of Luoyang, and unlike the mountains, some refugees appeared on the outskirts of the city.

However, most of these refugees have warm clothing, and there are several soup kitchens scattered around the countryside.

Liu Cang frowned all the way and observed that the refugees here did not have the restlessness of Yanzhou and Jizhou at all, and passing by some villages, many farmers in the villages were in a worse situation than these refugees, which made Liu Cang wonder for a while.

The cold wind, the snow, the caravans of passers-by, the refugees, the farmers, and the place of almsgiving, everything here is very contradictory, making this suburb of Luoyang desolate but full of life.

In the ancient capital of Luoyang, the towering city wall was in sight, and Liu Cang was called by Cai Yong to drive in front of the frame.

Approaching the city gate, Liu Cang told Pan Feng to lead his troops away from the city and camp in a remote place on the outskirts of the city. Pan Feng took the order and left, Liu Cang drove for Cai Yong, and the three carriages slowly walked towards the city gate.

The accompanying private soldiers were transferred, because Liu Cang had already discovered the commotion in front of the city gate.

Liu Cang sat in the driver's position, as if pinching the time, Cai Yong sorted out his hair and clothes, and he was not wrapped in a big coat, on a cold day, he was dressed in Hanfu alone, and he lifted the curtain very sassy, and stood beside Liu Cang and overlooked the Luoyang City Gate.

A group of well-dressed 'uncles', with some young students behind them, seemed to see Cai Yong's figure, walking straight towards them with tough steps.

"Hahahaha, after many years, Bo Jiao's demeanor is still the same!" Hearty laughter came from the opposite side, and among a group of uncles and uncles, Liu Cang saw the figure of Huangfu Song.

"Hahahaha, Cai Yong is very lucky, don't you come to harm?" Cai Yong also laughed loudly, as if singing harmony, responding to the other party.

The frame slowed down, and Liu Cang saw that the calves under Cai Yong's Hanfu robe beside him seemed to tremble.

'Well, cold, huh? Let you sass. ’