She seemed to smile at him, but perhaps it was the illusion that he hadn't been out of the house for a few days, and the sun outside was too dazzling.

But even that momentary illusion made him stunned for a moment.

"Lang Jun is just recovering, it's better not to stand outside for a long time, so as not to catch a cold again."

"Well," he replied unconsciously, his gaze suddenly frozen, "what's that?" ”

"The tea cake that General Lu brought over," said the servant, "It's not the Wuyang tea that Lang Jun likes, and the villain will receive it later." ”

“…… Bring. ”

The servant's eyes widened, and he looked at Xiao Langjun's outstretched hand, and then at Xiao Langjun's face.

Standing outside for a while, the already white face froze even whiter, and a touch of red crept up on both cheeks.

The servant suddenly realized, and respectfully handed over the bag of Xuzhou's local tea cakes with both hands.

Lang Jun took the bag of tea cakes and went into the house.

No matter what Chen Qun was thinking in his heart, Lu Hangyu was thinking about one thing.

Yuan Tan was captured, what does this mean?

Although Cao Cao and Yuan Tan were allies, their strategic intentions were completely different.

For Cao Cao, the land of Xuzhou was secondary, and it was all the more important for the court to accept the established facts by killing this threatening neighbor - no one could be the "world's prestige" except him, let alone his neighbor surnamed Liu, who was born in the clan.

For Yuan Tan, this eldest prince does not have such complicated ambitions, his ideas are simple and unpretentious, he wants to expand the territory under his rule, but he can't go back to ask his father, so he can only expand to the south, by the way, he can also show his father his ability.

She had already sent a messenger to the specific situation in the drama city, but before that, she had a vague idea in her heart.

"Does the general want to kill Yuan Tan?" Xu Shu asked her so.

She shook her head.

"Do you want to release Yuan Tan?"

…… I don't feel bad in my heart.

Look at the people of Qingzhou who have left their hometowns, they have delayed the winter wheat for a season, which means that they cannot rely on the new grain to satisfy their hunger at the beginning of spring, and they have to endure a long period of green and yellow crops.

This kind of "patience" is not the kind of young people who don't eat at night and can survive by drinking a little water at night, it means that men may sell their wives and children, mothers will kill newborn babies, and even elderly parents need to carefully choose a way that will not make their children criticize and die quietly.

When the harvest is harvested next year, the farmer can sit on the ridges of the field, look at the golden eyes, and sigh that he has survived such a difficult day.

There were many more who could not survive, and they quietly disappeared because of the famine caused by this war.

- Because of one of Yuan Tan's thoughts, it quietly disappeared like that.

Xu Shu looked at her hesitant face, and then showed a look of understanding.

"Soldiers, the major affairs of the country, the general should think twice."

The weather is getting colder, and the tent is burning twice as much charcoal, but there is no need to worry about poisoning, because the military tents of this era cannot be tightly sealed, but there are small gaps everywhere that cannot be seen, but can make the wind howl and come and go.

At night, the soldiers in the battalion climbed into the bed early to go to sleep, the soldiers did not have so much thought about her, as soon as they heard that Qingzhou did not need to fight, they slept very sweetly, so they could still hear the sound of snoring in the cold wind.

…… It's a bit envious.

She was also lying under the covers, staring at the weapon rack in a daze.

The sword above is her most recent saber, a Han sword more than three feet long, forged from hundreds of steel, sharp and difficult, but in the frequent battles along the way, the sword body also has some scars, and when you have time, you should send it to the iron official for re-maintenance.

The sword that was more than four feet long below, the scabbard was still there, but the body of the sword had been broken, and it was placed there quietly, without any sound at all.

But when she thinks about such a question, her eyes can't help but look at it.

What would it say?

It will say that Liu Bei and Yuan Shao will have a battle sooner or later, even if the fields are barren, even if the bones are full of wilderness, even if there is no rooster crow for thousands of miles, this battle must be fought.

Because the country is essentially divided, whoever wants to re-establish it as a great unified dynasty is not enough to rely on the royal way.

If the princes who fought for hegemony have died of old age, and there is an heir who is not angry and has never experienced a battle, maybe things will take a turn for the better.

But whether it is Yuan Shao and Cao Cao, or Sun Ce of Jiangdong, they are all young and powerful people, they may be noble, they may be ordinary, but they are all killed from blood and rolled out of the mud, and none of them will be willingly swallowed up by others.

She thought in such a chaotic and vague way that if her soldiers could come back, if she had 10,000 well-trained soldiers and horses, she could take Qingzhou entirely.

…… But it's really too tiring.

Whether it's her, the lord, or this land, it's too tired.

They had more than doubled their territory, but in their newly acquired territory there were no farmers and no fertile land, only the starving people, the bones, and the wasteland.

They need people, they need food, they need business......

They need time.

The charcoal fire burned warmly, and she quickly fell into a deep sleep with many complicated thoughts.

Yuan Tan had just woken up at this time, his mind was still a little unconscious, and the whole person seemed to be lying in the quilt, and seemed to be floating in mid-air.

Outside, there was the sound of footsteps, the sound of branches sweeping away dead leaves, and the occasional jackdaw.

…… It didn't sound like Tarzan here, and it took him a while to realize it.

But he wasn't sure where he was hurt, for half of his body was in a dull ache.

But he quickly confirmed it, and when he tried to reach out, the pain in his heart made it clear that he was wounded in his arm.

He let out a muffled grunt of pain.

Hearing the sound, someone approached, and the outline was blurred at first, then became clear, and even the simple, even shabby room became clear.

It was a strange man, dressed with a pale head, and he only glanced at him, and then hurried out.

"Yuan Tan is awake!"

Yuan Tan's confused mind fell into the ice cellar at this moment.

If he was still in the army, how could anyone call his name in front of him!

…… But how could he get captured?

What will happen to him when he is captured?

He cut off the head of You Heng, he cut off the heads of all the soldiers and people stationed in Qiancheng, and there was not a single living mouth!

…… Will those people do the same to him?

Someone walked in again.

This time it was a small man with a sallow face, dressed in a straight coat, with his sleeves rolled up in his sleeves, and when his eyes swept over, he didn't look like he was looking at people, but like he was looking at some prey.

"The eldest prince is awake?" He grinned and said, "You've slept for days!" ”

He glared at him coldly, "Who are you?" Where is this? ”

"In Xia Liu Bao, this is the drama city," the little man still grinned, "The eldest prince is used to living?" ”

Yuan Tan grabbed the mattress under him fiercely with his still movable left hand and calmed down his mood.

"What do you want?"

"Why should the eldest prince worry," the little man stretched out his hand and fanned himself in front of his nose exaggeratedly, "the people here don't dare to treat the eldest prince slowly." ”

The hand was gently lowered again.

The little man's eyes caught the subtle movement, but the smile on his face remained the same.

"When Yuan Gong's people arrive in Beihai, the eldest prince can go back."

The eldest prince looked at him with a pair of gloomy eyes.

"Get out!"

The little man not only did not leave, but took a step forward.

"The eldest prince doesn't have to worry too much, Yuan Gong is bound to come," he said, "You must know how many parents don't love their sons?" ”

Those two lips seemed to be saying something, but Yuan Tan gradually couldn't hear it, he covered his chest, spurted out a mouthful of blood impatiently, and fell into a coma again.

When Lu Hangyu's soldiers and horses finally returned to Qingzhou, it snowed in the drama city.

After the Jizhou army slowly withdrew for dozens of miles, Bai Xue gently covered up all traces on this battlefield.

Kong Rong, Tian Yu, Lu Bai, Hulugu, and a group of Qingzhou officials, large and small, were thirty miles south of the city, and when they were about to pile up snowmen, they finally saw the outline of the banner in the white snowstorm.

"The general is back!"

She jumped off her horse and stepped forward.

"I'm back."

Behind her, there were many people trudging through the snow and wind.

They're back, too.

Kong Rong seems to have lost a lot of weight, Tian Yu is a little darker, and Lu Bai doesn't seem to have changed much, but his eyes seem to be different from before.

…… But don't see You Heng yet?

When she took a closer look one by one, a snowflake was gently falling on Tian Yu's eyebrows.

“…… Guorang is injured? She reached out and pointed to the scar on her brow.

Despite the danger of breaking the phase, Tian Yu didn't seem to care at all, and when he heard her surprised question, he smiled slightly.

Chapter 301

For some, the war is over, but for others, it is not over.

For example, Cao Cao, who wrote General Zhendong, Fei Tinghou, and Yanzhou Mu Dazi on the banner, the war he had to face was much more tricky than before.

It was already snowing in Yanzhou, but the city where he was stationed had not stockpiled enough cloth to prepare winter clothes for his soldiers.

Cao Cao had to give an order to collect clothing and food from the city.

Even for such a trivial decree, Cao Cao thought very carefully - for example, finding local soldiers in Juye in the army, and distributing bamboo slips to their relatives stating that they were exempt from this "tax". Then the soldiers could weep with tears in their eyes and watch their comrades carry back horse after horse of cloth and bundle after bundle of clothes, without thinking about the bottom of the old box or the body of which it came from.

When the army left Juye, it took almost all the cloth and food in the city with them, but how the hungry and cold civilians would survive the winter was no longer a question for the soldiers to consider.