When Zhang Liao was there with a strange look, Xiao Yi and Xiao Wu looked at each other, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh, pedestrians outside the county government walked by, and they were also busy studying where to buy a new silk seed, or two catties of meat.

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves came from far and near, and the soldiers shouted loudly along the way!

Her eyes changed suddenly, and Zhang Liao's eyes also changed.

As they hurried down the steps, the messenger had just arrived outside the door.

"I'm Zhong Zhongchang's envoy!" The man shouted almost hysterically, "There is an urgent report to General Lu!" Checkmate! Checkmate! Liu Envoy Jun is in danger! ”

Chapter 529

The sky was overcast, and the sound of firecrackers began to sound one after another.

Most of the civilians in the city have moved to Jizhou or Xuzhou, but there are still many people who covet the inheritance left by their ancestors and continue to stay in Baima.

A child ran over with firecrackers in his arms, and the sound was crisp through the crack in the door and into the solemn atmosphere of the county government.

The messenger sat on his knees, and Xiao Er handed over a glass of water, but his hands were still shaking, and he could barely catch it.

His muscles were spasmed by the long jolting on horseback in the snow and ice, so that his head, his lips, his legs, and even his whole body, except for his hands, trembled slightly.

"The lord heard that Liu Yuanjun marched to Zhecheng and wanted to go to visit ......"

Why Zhong Yan went to Zhecheng, the servants didn't know very well, maybe it was related to the Battle of White Horse, maybe it was just a proof that the Yingchuan people had long legs, and they always appeared in various places for various reasons.

Of course, the Yingchuan people's "long legs" is a kind of obscure Versailles, they have a family background, fertile land, chariots and horses, and these troops are comparable to a small army to protect them, so that they can run faster and farther than other families, and they are more well-informed.

Zhong Yan stayed in the southwest of Zhecheng for more than 30 miles, near Yangxia, and spent the night in the township.

He stayed in the Wu Fort of a local tycoon, and heard the news that Liu Bei was going to fight a big battle with Yuan Shao.

This was very sudden, after all, he thought that the decisive battle should start in Suiyang, but the war is always very sudden, and you can't tell when it starts, let alone where it starts.

Zhong Yan thought about whether he wanted to risk crossing the battlefield to Liu Bei's side, and the advantages of doing so naturally were many, such as leaving an extraordinary impression in Liu Bei's heart, but the disadvantages were also obvious.

Since the Yellow Turban Rebellion, there have been many assassins in the Thorn Counties of the Han Dynasty, as long as he is blown by the hurricane-like battlefield, why doesn't he die?

On the night when Zhong Yan couldn't make up his mind and decided to wait until the next day to hear the news, he heard an unusual sound outside the Wu Fort.

Someone came through the dark winter night, stepping on the snow and ice.

Those people claimed to be Liu Bei's soldiers, but Haoqiang didn't dare to open the door, so Zhong Yan climbed the guard tower and looked at them condescendingly by the light of the fire.

"And then?"

The courier's uncontrollable tremors had subsided, and he glanced at the female general in surprise.

There was no emotion in the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, as quiet as a statue, only those eyes, like a dark and dark cold pool, staring straight at him.

"And then, when the villain heard that there were many, many defeated ......soldiers under the fort," the messenger began to tremble again, "and they were all shouting and weeping, saying defeated, defeated, and martyred in the midst of the rebellion. ”

"Be careful!"

Suddenly, someone let out a loud shout! The Messenger pressed his head against the ground again.

"The villain is just hearsay! Seriously! ”

There were footsteps walking around the room, and after a while, Lu Lian spoke again.

"Wenyuan, it doesn't matter, please ask this messenger to go down and rest."

The letter was vaguely written, but the wording was very urgent, and no matter where Zhong Yan got the information, it was normal for the messenger to shout such rumors after feeling his anxiety.

But Zhang Liao's attitude startled her, but she immediately understood what he was worried about.

Maybe it's just worrying about her personal emotions, but it's also possible worrying about her judgment as a manager.

"My lord will be fine." She said.

Zhang Liao frowned, looking at her a little confused, as if he didn't know how to continue.

"Although he is not invincible in the world," Lu Xuanyu said, "but after all, the lord is a ranger and a veteran from the old age, as long as he wants to escape, he will never fall into the hands of Yuan Shao." ”

Zhang Liao's face full of worry has become a very subtle expression, he wants to persuade but doesn't know how to persuade him, and he wants to laugh and it seems that it is very unsuitable for laughing.

"But this year, the lord is definitely not having a good time," she sighed, beckoning outside, "go and invite General Ziyi and them all." ”

Liu Bei really didn't think about the New Year now.

It was pitch black around him, and there was a chaotic sound of talking, footsteps, and the sound of a war horse walking around irritably, and being held down by his master.

This made him feel very irritable, as if there was a fire inside, and he didn't know how to vent it, so he simply sat on a rock.

The stone was cold, and the snow-soaked armor lining, faithfully carried the chill down his legs, and his whole being was tormented by the bitter cold and the fiery irritability.

The wind whistled through the bare forest, and there was no sound in the distance.

Without Yuan Shao's pursuers, and without his own friendly troops, it seems that there is only this square inch of land left between heaven and earth, and only these dozens of people remain.

A soldier brought a bowl of water from somewhere, and respectfully asked him to take a sip.

Liu Bei waved him away irritably.

"Lord, lord and relax," the pro-soldier was still trying to say something, "the battle situation is unknown, the lord must not ......"

"What battle is unknown!" Liu Bei scolded loudly, "Defeat is defeat!" When you say this, you are like a three-year-old child! ”

The soldiers were scolded and slipped to the side, and someone whispered, their voices were not loud, and when Liu Bei turned his head and stared at the end of the flickering fire, their voices were even quieter.

So although the great prince had no manual work at hand, he was finally able to calm down and clear his mind.

When his front collapsed, he felt that everything was turned upside down and came too suddenly, but at this time, when he was sitting in the forest dozens of miles south of Zhecheng with "only his body", Liu Bei gradually realized that all this was not sudden.

Yuan Shao's comment that he was "fierce and timid, and scheming and indecisive", and a group of strategists with more eyes than holes in a sieve, was true, so many people felt that Yuan Shao was an easy opponent to deal with, especially after Ci Yu had repeatedly defeated Yuan Shao's division and servant army.

Although he has a large number of soldiers, he cannot coordinate with the generals, and the ideas of the strategists have changed for a while, how can a hesitant commander win the battle?

Therefore, when Liu Bei marched to the vicinity of Zhecheng and heard the scouts say that he had encountered Yuan Shao's soldiers and horses, he did not give the order for the whole army to flee at the first time.

He was even excited!

Unlike Yuan Shao, the third prince of the fourth world, although Liu Bei is a relative of the Han family, his family has been poor since he was a child, and he is often ridiculed as a weaver and a peddler.

To be able to get to where it is today, it is impossible not to compete with the heroes of the world without ambition.

Therefore, he was eager to meet his opponent for a while, especially on this battlefield where the land was spacious and flat, the land was frozen solid, and neither side could use any intrigues and tricks, and fought with Yuan Shao in a dignified manner!

Then he saw the iridescent banners, the armor that was more dazzling than the sun...... But those can no longer surprise and shock Liu Bei.

To his shock, when his army began to engage Yuan Shao, a herd of warhorses rushed towards his flank.

Dressed in horse armor, they rumbled down the mountain like rolling stones, topping over trees, splashing huge waves, and finally crashing into his army with a devastating momentum.

The sky was about to dawn, and the snowfields were covered with a blue-purple mist, interspersed with a galaxy of fire.

"My lord! Lord! Someone shouted again, "Someone's coming!" Hit ...... It's General Chen's flag! ”

Liu Bei's soldiers and horses were marching, and tens of thousands of people did not set off at the same time, but rushed to Suiyang in batches.

Some people have already arrived in Suiyang, some people are still in Xucheng, and now the one who is running over is probably Chen Dao, who is one step ahead of Liu Bei's Xu Zhou army.

There were people here who struggled to watch, and there were others who struggled to swing, and soon a scout ran over and carefully connected with the other side.

The noise suddenly became louder, shouting where Yuan Shaojun was, his 20,000 troops should not be killed in one go, and the routed troops running around on the snow field had to be gathered back! Now that Chen Zhi has brought a complete set of soldiers and horses, this work of collecting the remnants of the army is simple!

All the people who had run for half the night in the snowy night and had been frozen for half the night were overjoyed, and led Chen Zhi to dismount and trot all the way to this side.

The lord rubbed his face wistfully.

He was still defeated for a while.

There was no surprise on the other side, but he didn't do anything wrong.

So this has nothing to do with strategy and tactics, let alone his own martial arts, that is, no one has money.

…… The idea popped into his head and was rejected by him.

Liu Bei stood up and looked in the direction of Chen Dao.

He had been sitting on the stone for a long time, his legs and feet were a little weak, and no one knew whether he was injured or not at night, so the soldier who had just been scolded immediately ran over in a panic and tried to help him.

"Thank you just now." He said with a pleasant face.

The pro-soldier stammered, "Lord, lord, lord? ”

"Thank you for covering it up for me," Liu Bei smiled, "However, I really can't hide it from the world!" ”

How can the sons who followed him shed blood, one on top of the other, and fell on the moor? Can he deceive himself, the parents, wives and children of those sons, and the people of the world?

…… However, Yuan Shao's decisive attack still surprised Liu Bei a little in retrospect.

…… Which counsellor did he listen to this time?

The news of the defeat of Zhecheng and the victory of the White Horse spread to all directions at the same time, and became a major event that was discussed in the streets and alleys of Jian'an for five years.

Amid the sound of firecrackers in White Horse City, a third messenger arrived.

When the messenger delivered the letter to Lu Xuanyu, he finally had time to look at her for a moment, and then the man had a shocked look on his face.

Because it was the first day of the year, and the female general was dressed in a military uniform, and there was no alcohol on her body.

She stood on the steps, reading the letter calmly, and the people around her were also holding their breath, as if the mansion was separated from the outside, as if there was not even a bowl of peach soup or a spring plate here.

She was so engrossed in preparing for the next war.

But when she finished reading the letter sent by the lord and saw the complicated expression on the messenger's face, Lu Hangyu smiled softly.

"It doesn't matter," she reassured him, "that after this battle, the world will be at peace." ”

Chapter 530

A fire was raised.

The soldiers took out their buckets, shook some dry food out of their bags, and finally grabbed a handful of snow on the ground.

Gradually, a warm breath wafted up.

They eat boiled cake crumbs in snow today, and there may be something else mixed in them, such as dead leaves buried in the snow, or withered fruits, which are very good to pick out, and it doesn't matter if you eat them with your eyes closed.