Lu Lian is brave, but like the reincarnation of King Xiang, she has never ridden a horse, but has a long sword in her hand, and walks over step by step!

Tai Shi Ci still needed to send troops to burn the antlers first, then build a rope ladder, and climb carefully to get close to the camp, but Lu Lian didn't need these means at all.

The main branch of the antlers as thick as the man's arm, she swung down with a sword, as if breaking a section of plain silk, and it was divided into two sections lightly!

There was thunder of joy in the army!

With such a commander in front, what kind of soldier would be afraid of death!

…… But why is such a hero under Liu Bei?

Han Dang wanted to ask her, but he still didn't say anything after all.

He needs time, his generals need time.

"Bu Rejection Horse!" He yelled, "Push those carts here!" ”

This war was fought from dawn to dark, and there was no winner or loser.

For no other reason, this camp is too anti-human.

The camps are all large camps and small camps, and it is normal to have two or three layers of fortifications, but it is enough to build six or seven layers of fortifications!

It's not so much a camp as a labyrinthine fortress!

If it is said that the entire camp will be burned down, it will be built near the swamp at the bottom of the mountain, and the coach Han Dang will dig a ditch and enter the camp, and it will not be burned for a while! Although she was able to move and jump, she could not leave the army behind and rush in alone.

So after breaking through one layer and killing nearly a hundred enemies, the Soochow army retreated one layer and fought again.

…… She grabbed two captives and asked them carefully, and finally knew that Sun Ce was really not here.

…… lost such a group of outcasts here as bait to drag her main force, lacking great virtue!

At night, she did not withdraw the troops, let the soldiers rest outside, and cooked on the spot, and Han Dang also cooked in the camp, and everyone dealt with their own wounded and prisoners.

She brought a bowl of corn and two pieces of salted dried cucumbers on top, and she was still angry when she thought about it.

"Find a few loud men," she said, "and shout in front of the camp early tomorrow morning!" ”

"General, what are you shouting?"

She didn't have any literary words, so she decided to be simple and rude.

"Your general doesn't want you anymore!" She scolded, "Surrender or kill!" ”

As the morning sun shone on the empty field of the camp, Han Dang stepped out of the tent.

He hadn't slept much last night, but he couldn't help but be tired when the light was approaching, and he slept for a while and had a dream.

In his dream, he was just a small general, following Sun Jian to fight in the land of Gyeonggi.

But the dream was very clear, and he walked over step by step, with the blood-soaked soil under his feet and many Jiangdong sons and daughters beside him, among the corpses of the Xiliang people, searching for the corpses of his comrades and the precious trophies on the other.

And at the end of this land, Sun Jian led the horse and stood outside an ancient pavilion, looking at the dilapidated mausoleum from afar.

At that time, Sun Jian was only in his early thirties, a young general with extraordinary appearance, who loved gorgeous clothes, so his armor was always shiny and beautiful.

But that day, too, he was stained with blood, and the blood slowly trickled down from behind his ears, and then seemed to trickle down, then to the rivers, and then to the waist down, and then it was all stained with blood.

Sun Wentai seemed to hear footsteps and turned to look at him.

"Did you see that? "That is the mausoleum of the first emperor, that is the mausoleum of the Han Emperor." ”

"The decline of the Han family is the destiny of heaven," Han Dang said, "How could the general not know?" ”

Han loses its deer, who should be the co-master of the world?

When he said this, Sun Jian did not respond.

But Han Dang heard his heart.

He woke up from his dream, and the shouting and scolding outside the camp was far away, but it was very clear.

When Han Dang walked out of the tent, he was still thinking about that question.

When Lu Lian found that scolding was useless and began to attack the camp again, he was still thinking about that question.

But he finally figured it out.

When Dong Zhuo caused chaos in the government and held the Son of Heaven hostage, the Manchu Dynasty was like snow, and he was able to lead the volunteers to fight against Dong Zhuo, and he was the only general in his family!

Sun Jian recovered Luoyang, and reburied Emperor Ling, the courtiers should fulfill their righteousness, and he was the only one!

When Han Dang finally figured this out, the little depression in his heart also dissipated as the sun gradually rose.

Although the general is dead, the major general is still there, and for Han Dang, his destiny is still there.

So the last thing in his life is extremely clear.

After discovering the reality of the entire camp, Lu Hangyu no longer needed to attack with all his might.

She only needed to take an engineering team of more than 1,000 people, open roads and build bridges in the mountains, and rush all the way in the face of harassing arrows, and on the third day of the camp, she entered the tent of the Chinese army.

But at this point, Tai Shici did not agree with her to take the lead again. The reason is also quite simple: the open gun is easy to block, the hidden arrow is difficult to prevent, Han Dang is here to drag time for Sun Ce, and the idea of killing one is naturally more profitable than killing two, if it can hurt the general, it is not a pity to die.

Therefore, Tai Shici selected a team of warriors from the Donglai soldiers, sent them in, and spent another three or five hours to finally pull out the banner of this camp.

"Where's Han Dang?" When she saw the triumphant Tai Shici, she immediately asked, "Did you catch him back?" ”

"He's buried." Tai Shi Ci said.

“…… You killed him? ”

The question seemed to stop him, causing him to hesitate for a moment, "When I drew my sword, he seemed to be dead. ”

Although the big man was covered in blood and stood majestically, there were countless Donglai soldiers at his feet, as well as the corpses of his own soldiers, which made people dare not step forward for a while.

But he seemed to be dead by then.

Chapter 230

It will take some time for the news of Han Dang's death to reach Sun Cejun.

——Together with the news that the camp in Liyang had been captured.

Sun Ce did not stop for a moment since he left Liyang, he ordered the main force to get on the boat, all the way upstream, leaving the Yangtze River and entering the Suxu River, and soon entered Chaohu Lake.

On the day he got off the boat, he also unexpectedly met an old man - Zhou Yu, who was the head of the nest at the time.

After Zhang Xun's death, Guan Yu went all the way like a bamboo, drove straight in, attacked Hefei to the north, and then used it as a stronghold to encircle Shouchun. Although Zhou Yu did not recognize Yuan Shu's brutality, he was unwilling to surrender in battle, so he gathered thousands of Zhang Xun's remnants and camped beside Chaohu Lake.

When Sun Ce and his troops arrived, everything became logical.

In ordinary July, the shore of Chaohu Lake is covered with reeds, and there are water birds in the middle, far lined with fishermen boating on the lake, which is very beautiful.

If she had seen two young men walking by the lake at that time, the fisherwoman on the boat would have boldly poked her head out and looked at it a few more times.

But at this time, the lake was full of large and small ships, and flags were fluttering on the boats, and a sense of slaughter spread out unabashedly.

The fishermen had fled early, and no one dared to approach the ships.

So Sun Ce and Zhou Yu were able to take a walk on the shore and clear their minds.

"Yigong guarded Liyang for me, I don't know how many days I can stop Lu Lian, before leaving, I gave him twenty war horses, if the camp has been broken, he should immediately rush to meet me." Sun Ce said quickly, "But no matter how long he can hold out, I will always be faster, and tomorrow I will continue to the north and attack Hefei." ”

The solemnity in Sun Ce's tone surprised Zhou Yu a little.

"Bo Fu values that Lu Lian very much?"

"She and Guan Yu are both fierce generals under Liu Bei," Sun Ce said, "and now that they are going to merge into one body, how can I underestimate her?" ”

Their steps were not very fast, nor too heavy, but they still startled a clump of waterfowl.

Facing the slanting sun on Chaohu Lake, Zhou Yu thought for a while, "After Guan Yu captured Hefei, he didn't take much rest, so he went north to Shouchun. ”

Sun Ce quietly looked at the waterfowl that were flying farther and farther away, knowing that Zhou Yu's words were not finished yet.

"But according to my brother's opinion, what my brother asks for may not be a city or a place!"

A shallow dimple emerged from the corner of Sun Ce's mouth, his ambition, sure enough, Gongjin was clear!

He ran for so long and rushed to Hefei with great difficulty, is it to occupy this small city and then plot against Lujiang?

Could it be that his grandson Bofu is such a philistine? Could it be that Han Dang is loyal to such a short-sighted lord!

"But if Lu Lian really uses troops as his brother said," Zhou Yu said, "If you want to stop her, it is not enough to rely on Han Yigong alone." ”

"Naturally, it's not enough." Sun Ce's smile deepened, "I thought of a way, a way to get the best of all three, I also wrote a letter and sent it to her by messenger, which shows my sincerity." ”

This battle was over, but Lu Hangyu still didn't understand what Sun Ce wanted to do.

She could only vaguely perceive that Sun Ce regarded these territories of Yuan Shu as his own property that he should receive—Yuan Shu was too deeply entangled with him, he had served under Yuan Shu, but he had hardly received any real rewards, and almost everything he had now had was taken by himself.

Therefore, when Yuan Shu could not hold his own territory, Sun Ce naturally thought that he was the rightful successor.

She must go northwest as soon as possible and open the road from Guangling to Shouchun.

It's hot.

The dirt roads are all hot, and the heat of the straw sandals has to be transmitted through the shoes after stepping on them for a long time.

The march was always hard, especially when her soldiers barely rested.

The wounded could return to Guangling with the captives, and those who were lucky enough not to be injured could only hate their luck.

But what was even harder than the march was—

On this road from Liyang to Hefei, some displaced people slowly appeared, and there were more and more of them.

Some of them came from Hengjiang, some from their nests, some from the vicinity of Liyang, and even some of them fled from the vicinity of Hefei.

The road was very difficult, and among them were bandits, beasts, and miasma, and among them there were guards and herbs, and less than one in a hundred could make it all the way east safely and decently.

The men were in rags, some of them were so unclothed that they could only wrap their tattered quilts around their bodies, and some of them had no last futon, so they had to bare-arm their arms, and they wrapped their babies around with the last bit of rags, hung them on their bodies, and carried a roll of straw mats that they didn't know what they had rolled.

Their expressions were desolate and numb, and when they saw a corpse on the side of the road, they would neither be afraid nor lament, but would immediately come forward to see if there was any garment that could be stripped off of the corpse that had fallen on the side of the road. Is there half a cake scattered in the grass nearby?

Such displaced people are usually afraid when they see the army, because different armies treat them in completely different ways.

If the general is cautious, fearing that there are spies hidden among the homeless people, he will give an order to the scouts to kill all the homeless people who appear near the army, and leave not a single one behind;

If the general had been kind-hearted and neglectful, he would have been much more lenient, and would have allowed the vanguard to open the way, driving the people who stood in the way to the side of the road with whips and lances, and only after the army had passed before letting them continue on their way.