Those Haoqiang and Hanmen scholars had such an idea, and they sent their daughters into the team one after another, accepting the critical gaze of the few palace maids and Huangmen.

And when these young girls set out in the early morning, they resented their father because they had to leave their relatives, and when they set up camp in the evening, they could not help but follow the words of their father and brother who had been kind and seductive, and fantasized about the past:

The Son of Heaven is so young and so handsome, if he can really win his favor, it will be worth it to endure any kind of suffering!

Look at that! Look at that! The Son of Heaven walked out of the imperial tent, as if he wanted to go out for a walk, looking at his jade-like skin, which was more delicate than a girl, and looking at his gentle eyes, even when he reprimanded others, he looked so affectionate! He's not looking at me! He's not looking at me! If he would say that he liked me, it would be worth even dying!

The young emperor, who was as handsome as a jade tree and a bamboo, did glance lightly at the palace maids, but not because any of them had received his sincere love.

Their movements were too pronounced, and their voices were a little too high.

Although in their own eyes, they were just small gestures of exchanging heads and ears, and the words of the girl Huaichun were just whispers, but for the emperor, they were already frivolous.

They should be quiet, solemn, like ghosts floating in the old court, appearing when the need arises, and offering him all services with neat hands and feet; Disappear when not needed, hide behind a wall coat or screen, hold your breath and wait for his next summons.

The Emperor frowned, but he did not express his displeasure.

He doesn't need to reprimand those palace maids in person, one is not in line with his identity, and the other is that these palace maids want to get along with him day and night, and the people he has reprimanded can no longer stay by his side.

Just tell Chang Shi a few words, Liu Xie thought in his heart, his eyes bypassed the girls who lowered their heads, and looked into the distance, when he wanted to find Song Chang Shi, he unexpectedly saw a familiar figure.

It was a tall woman in her twenties, with fair skin, and when she led a group of female soldiers to stand at the gate of the camp and say something to the guards, she seemed to suddenly notice his gaze and turned her head.

Liu Xie was stunned for a moment.

He had heard of that person, it was Lu Lian's sister, Lu Bai, the captain who formed the Healthy Women's Battalion, but he never thought that this "Lu Bai" was the former Weiyang Jun.

When she wore the skirt of Shu brocade and walked around the Weiyang Palace, she was just a granddaughter of a powerful minister with a vague face that he hated.

He was trapped between inches, unable to get out, and neither was she.

People loyal to the Han family will whisper in his ear, please bear with him a little longer, they will definitely kill Dong thief, and then establish the country, every time he hears such words, when he sees her enter the temple to meet again, he will maliciously think in his heart-

I am the Son of Heaven, I can't escape, and I can't live without the identity of the Son of Heaven! So do you! Without the identity of Dong Zhuo's granddaughter, your fate will be worse than mine!

The malice surging in his chest seemed to have subsided with the death of Dong Zhuo's entire clan, but at this time, when the old things were once again involved, Liu Xie suddenly felt a wave of jealousy even worse than before!

He's jealous of a woman!

is not the famous general Lu Lian who is destined to go down in history, but this "Lu Bai" who has never been known to the world!

Lu Bai's gaze at him was calm and calm.

She just saluted from afar in accordance with the etiquette in the army.

The setting sun sprinkled on her body, on the bodies of the female soldiers behind her. Some of them rode horses, some carried longbows, some carried halberds, some had bandages on their heads, and some had several cracks in their leather armor.

They were also talking and laughing with each other, no different from the expressions of the soldiers in the battalion.

Of course, Lu Bai didn't come to the camp to meet the emperor, if she didn't know the emperor, she should have sent it on the hour with her cleverness. For example, there is a kind of red ore on the shore of Qingzhou, which is not too faded, and can be used as a pigment to dye a color for water birds, and sent it as auspicious, and the Son of Heaven is happy, and rewards them with a red goose flag or the like, and the women's camp can be renamed the red goose camp in the future, which is a very decent thing.

But she knew the emperor, so this kind of thing could only be done by Zang Ba.

…… Bian Zang Ba is a very cautious and clever person, and he refuses to engage in such a big thing as Xiangrui to pat the son of heaven, probably because he is afraid that Liu Bei will be too careful, so the poor waterfowl can only be sent as a gadget, and finally it becomes a dish that tastes a little astringent, but the broth tastes quite delicious.

She came to the camp to coordinate the crossing of the river, and it was an accident to see the Son of Heaven.

Fortunately, Lu Bu passed by the camp and interrupted this awkward meeting.

…… When I looked at it again, the Son of Heaven was gone.

It's like he's never been here.

The sunset falls on the Yellow River, and the muddy tends to fall, endlessly.

The bloodstains, the corpses, the blood-soaked rivers had flowed away, as if there was nothing left. All that remained was Fan City, a few miles away, and the camp behind it.

"Your camp for healthy women has really been built," Lu Bu crossed his arms and looked at it, "It's not those women in the baggage camp." ”

She glanced at the female soldiers, too.

"It's not a people's woman," she smiled, "and my battalion will be the first to attack the city." ”

"Such a credit is insignificant." Lu Bu said.

"From Wen Hou's point of view, what kind of credit is enough to be commendable?"

Lu Bai was not angry at all.

If it was a passing minister, she would think it was an offense, but Lu Bu was different.

He, like her sister, had been through enough and brutal wars that their evaluation, whether mean or mild, was precious.

"Liu Xuande and Cao Cao have not yet decided the winner, Xuzhou is empty, if you can hold Cangtingjin for a month," Lu Bu said, "It is commendable." ”

Lu Bai's eyes narrowed slightly.

"The scholars of the Eastern Counties are all devoted to the imperial court," she said, "and they may not be afraid of thieves." ”

The middle-aged man shook his head, "There are generals who will win, but there are no people who will win, you should raise a high city and deep trenches to prepare for war." ”

Lu Bai chewed on the meaning of Lu Bu's words for a while.

"Wen Hou is worried that the female soldiers in our army will not have the strength to go out of the city to fight?"

Lu Bu stared at the river and thought for a while, "I want to see who is the one who seized the Cang Tingjin." ”

Yuan Shao's elite soldiers are good at attacking cities, and Xianbei Wuhuan is good at horse warfare.

The Takashiro Trench sounded like it was for the former, but if it was the latter, it would be difficult for her infantry battalion to defeat it.

She couldn't count too much on her sister's reinforcements, because Puyang City had repelled Yuan Shao's soldiers and horses repeatedly, and she was bound to face the wrath of Yuan Shao himself.

"I've seen how Yuan Tan attacked the city," she said, "but I've never seen Hulu, I've only heard from my father." ”

The man who stabbed her eldest father was silent for a long time.

"They are different from us," Lu Bu's tone still sounded gentle when he spoke again, "After Helian's death, Xianbei has no common master. ”

Lu Bai's mind was extremely fast, and he understood what Lu Bu was hinting at in an instant.

"Meng Wenhou advises," she bowed sincerely, "I am grateful!" ”

Lu Bu looked at her calmly, so Lu Bai's figure and appearance seemed to gradually retreat back to the way when he was taken in by Xiao Lu, his eyes were big, full of tears, and he glared at her angrily and fearfully.

At this time, she was smiling, and her expression was becoming more and more like a general.

Her facial features are high, her nose is deep, and her skin is different from that of a Han girl, so she has an unusual beauty, which is different from the beauty of Lu Jiao's delicate and dignified Han girl.

But Lu Bu still couldn't help but think, if Auntie was still alive and lived to be in her twenties, should she look like this?

If she became a female general and came to ask herself how to repel the Xianbei people, he would definitely laugh, put on his armor, pick up his lance, ride on the horse and tell her that she didn't have to worry about anything, with her father here, how dare Hu'er be presumptuous!

But if she wanted to, he would definitely take her into battle, and let her see with her own eyes the mystery and essence of the Han cavalry's longitudinal assault!

Lu Bu didn't respond to Lu Bai's thanks, and he turned around and left with a slight stagger.

He had already left the trapped camp and Gao Shun to Lu Lian, with only a few hundred veterans with him, nominally guarding the Son of Heaven, but in fact there were more than 10,000 soldiers from Zhang He Gaolan, and his soldiers and horses were closer to the honor guard.

His power was rapidly decreasing, and the ministers were becoming more and more neglected by the ministers, and only Yang Biao's father and son and a few people still interacted with him frequently.

In the past, Lu Bu would have felt angry, feeling offended and humiliated, but now he felt that it was very good.

After that, everything had nothing to do with him.

Soon after the emperor crossed the Yellow River from Cangtingjin, it had already affected both sides of the Yellow River, and the drought that stretched for thousands of miles finally got a chance to be alleviated.

It's raining heavily.

There seems to be a curtain of water everywhere in the world, and the rain that has accumulated for more than half a year is pouring down in just a few days!

The dry river swelled up, first with a gurgling stream, then with a rushing river, and finally into a torrent, roaring and shouting, and descending from the Taihang Mountains, in a reckless attempt to shake every tree, every house, every field.

After the first cheers, the peasants fell into a state of boundless fear.

Why is it raining so heavily!

Why the flash floods!

The water overflowed the embankment and gradually entered the village, it was not cold, it could almost be said to be warm, with this strange heat, with muddy sludge and filth, spreading in all directions.

The animals drank unclean water and died head-on.

People were tormented in such an unclean flood, and gradually they died.

First the old people in the family, then the young children, and then the young adults, although they had diarrhea, they still held on to their breath.

"It would be nice if the flood waters receded," the peasants, who had been emaciated by their sharp emaciation, comforted each other, "and the flood waters receded...... Replant a little, replant a little something, and we can get the family business back in hand. ”

When the devastated people were pleasantly surprised to find that the rainstorm had died down and the sun had reappeared on the flat ground, the sound of horses' hooves appeared in the distance with the sun, and it was faster and colder than the sun's footsteps.

While some of the foolish peasants were still standing on tiptoe in confusion to visit, the clever ones fled home in a panic, took out the last packet of corn and the only piece of clothing that was intact, and led their families to flee.

And the more clever ones even left their wives and children and parents behind, and took care of themselves, hurriedly turning over the fields, trying to find a place to hide.

But they all have the same fate.

The bearded and tattered Xianbei cavalry stormed their village, and with great patience sought out the peasants in the fields, in the ditches, and under the bushes.

They stripped the men and women naked, gathered them together like cattle, killed the old men and the unable, and the rest tied their hands with ropes and around their necks, and were escorted back to Hanoi, which had been occupied by the Xianbei people, by a small number of cavalry.

As for their granaries, their cattle and horses, and their houses, they all naturally became the property of this Xianbei tribe.

When they heard about the edict of the Great Yuan Gong, they immediately waved their troops south, came out of Hanoi, and were the first to rush into Dong County!

All the land and children here are the reward of their loyalty!

"Da Yuan Gong has an order!" They shouted in non-standard Chinese, "You will all be our slaves from now on!" This is also the land of our Xianbei people! ”

"Is there no heavenly reason?!" Someone was dumbfounded, "This is the big man—"

Before he could finish his sentence, half of his head fell to the ground.

The leader of Xianbei wiped his long knife, and a circle of applause sounded around him!

He stood on the land where many princes had made an alliance with blood more than ten years ago and vowed to defend it to the death, and he stood on the land that was only a few miles below the city of Sujujube, and laughed hideously!

"You big man, you're dead a long time ago!"

Chapter 387

On the third day when the Son of Heaven crossed the river, an uninvited guest came to Puyang - Pei Xiang Chen Qi.