Good morning! Three Kingdoms Migrant Workers Section 635

Otherwise, where would so much snow come from to cover up the burned houses, the dead bodies, the red and sticky blood in the gutters?

When the majestic young general entered the city, he saw a great snowfall.

The heavens were white, the earth was white, the houses on both sides were white, and they were as clean as silver, shining with a fresh and beautiful light.

He walked into this small city made of ice and snow, and the wind suddenly lifted the snow and hit him in the face.

It was the taste of fresh snow, but it was better than new snow, because ice and snow had no taste, at most only the astringency of the earth, but he tasted a hint of rusty sweetness.

Yuan Tan didn't continue to think about it.

His steed walked slowly, and he smiled, staring at the only colored being in the vegan world in front of him.

His soldiers.

Mr. Guo Tu was right behind him, and from time to time he would make eye contact with him.

But when Yuan Tan turned his head, the smile on Guo Tu's face disappeared completely.

Every day and night in the past three days, Yuan Tan was watching the city that was close at hand.

And Guo Tu had already set his mind on the next city.

- Why do you want to fight Xiaopei?

Because it is on the main road to Xiapi.

With Xiaopei, Yuan Tan can transport troops and food with confidence, and can besiege the city without worrying about suddenly killing a group of bad people from Bingzhou behind him.

Therefore, it is meaningless to get the lonely Xiaopei, only to get Xiapi, all this is meaningful.

——How to break through Xiapi?

Xiapi City since Tao Qian repaired and reinforced, to Liu Bei's hands and repeatedly heightened, as the governor of Xu Zhou, the city wall is high and thick is on the one hand, the waterway extends in all directions, as soon as the river opens, there will be Guangling reinforcements coming, this is another side.

Therefore, it is better to be faster in this siege battle, and then it is better to break through the city without waiting for the river to open, and then the entire battlefield will fall into a complete collapse because of this collapse!

There is the minister in Xiapi, Liu Bei's family, the full administrative system of Xu Zhou, and the son of heaven who everyone in the world is paying attention to!

If all this falls into the hands of him Guo Tu...... What kind of credit is this?

Guo Tu claimed that he was not a mediocre person like Xu You, and when Xu You heard that his clan had been tried and arrested, he immediately panicked and abandoned Juancheng until he fell into the trap of Chun Yuqiong and Cao Cao...... What a fool! In vain, he is still the master's servant, and he doesn't even know what kind of person the lord is!

Of course, Guo Tu also knows very well that Xu You understands the lord, he has scheming and scheming, but he is greedy and short-sighted, and he has become arrogant because of a few merits, and finally walked on a dead end...... He, Guo Tu, is not such a person!

His gaze remained fixed on the place where the lord was headed, and the seat was filled with kapok and covered with inky brocade, which had been used for some time, and there were several thin wounds on the brocade, and the raw edges like catkins flew up.

The seat should have been replaced a long time ago, but he was not a lover of luxury, and when he heard the servant say this, he immediately said that he should not waste material resources on such things.

After he left, the seat representing the Great Eunuch remained, and no one offered to replace it.

The thought of the place where the frustrated professor had once sat felt a secret sense of accomplishment in the hearts of the strategists who had conspired to drive him away.

For this sense of achievement, Guo Tu thought that he must find a way to break through Xiapi and return to the lord with the same great credit!

He spared the lives of those people!

Whether it was Xiao Pei's Shishu or the soldiers of Jizhou, their corpses piled up into a hill could not make Guo Tu cast a sympathetic look.

He stood in the cold wind behind the snow, but the hand in his sleeve seemed to have touched the raw edge of the faded brocade.

The soldiers stood on both sides of the road, staring at their commander with blazing eyes.

Their uniforms were neat, the soldiers had been wiped clean, and even their headscarves had been re-tied, and the rows were silent.

Military discipline is so strict, I'm afraid that even Lu Lian is ashamed of himself.

Besides, her soldiers have been fighting and working hard for a long time, what do they rely on to express their catharsis?

Lying in bed every night, counting how many good people and good deeds I have done today?

And what about his son-in-law?

Yuan Tan suddenly dismounted and walked towards a soldier.

The soldier was not yet thirty years old, and he was in the youngest and strongest age of a man, and his face had many tiny cuts, which were reddened and cracked by the cold wind, and an already rough face looked even more vicissitudes.

But he had other scars on his face.

It wasn't a sword wound, but like a wild beast's scratch, three bloody scabs slashed across the bridge of his nose and landed diagonally on the jaw of half of his face.

The blood scab had not yet completely clotted, and through the cloudy stained blood, pink flesh could be seen underneath.

Some of the soldiers had such scars on their faces, but none of them were as severe as his.

It really looked like a beast, Yuan Tan thought, how much strength would it take to inflict such a wound.

"How many days have you been in the city," he asked, "how is the rest?" ”

The soldier grinned, a mouthful of bloody teeth exposed.

He seemed to have many new and pleasant things to share with his manager, but he was illiterate and could not say anything useful, so he could only tell his manager with the splendor of a beast that he was well rested.

"I am willing to die for the eldest prince!"

He said it categorically.

Some soldiers immediately followed.

"I am willing to die for the eldest prince!"

"I am willing to die for the eldest prince!!"

The mountain-like cry sounded in Xiaopei City, shaking people's brains.

Guo Tu quietly stepped forward.

"Morale is high, our army is invincible! Why didn't the eldest prince take advantage of the new collapse of the defenders and send troops to attack and take down Pi today? ”

"Today?" Yuan Tan was slightly stunned, "Why are you so eager?" ”

"There are clouds in the book of war, and its speed is like the wind......"

Yuan Tan turned his head and glanced at Guo Tu quietly.

"Is it for me, or for my father?"

This question made Guo Tu momentarily stunned.

It seems that it should be for the eldest prince, after all, the greatest credit for breaking Xiapi is the eldest prince;

But it can also be said to be the Duke of Ming, because he is the supreme commander of the entire Central Plains battlefield;

But in fact, Guo Tu made such a decision, and his heart was neither the eldest prince nor the Ming Gong, but the faded little cushion at the head of the Ming Gong.

Who is sitting on that little cushion now?

Someone was sitting on that little cushion and was crying softly.

When Yuan Shao heard this voice, when he opened his eyes with difficulty, he saw a dark cloud-like green silk, with no pearls and jade on it, and gently pulled it up, only a silver hairpin that was already a little black was inserted into it.

"Zhi?"

The cloud-like green silk swayed, revealing a face that could not be found in the slightest.

Ah Zhi is very beautiful, she is seventeen or eighteen years old, her big eyes are a little red and swollen from crying, she is very beautiful, her tall nose bridge, and diamond-shaped lips are all beautiful, but her most beautiful thing is her creamy skin, delicate and white, and her round goose egg face is like a piece of carefully carved and polished mutton fat jade, which makes people afraid that if you press it on it, you will have to leave a mark.

As long as such a beauty stands there, not saying or moving, it makes people feel pity, not to mention that she is in front of her couch, crying so sadly?

Tears wet her face, her sleeves, her placket, and it can be seen that her lord has woken up, and the beauty's red and swollen eyes have widened, and the appearance of tears breaking into laughter is even more moving.

Yuan Shao raised his hand with difficulty, touched her hair, and wanted to comfort her softly.

Although he didn't have any extra strength, and she just obediently pressed a green silk into his broad, thick palm and rubbed it gently.

In order to make the indoor air circulate and prevent charcoal poisoning, a crack is left at the door, which is convenient for people in the outer room to peep.

The peeping man was also a very beautiful woman, although she was a little older, but she was very beautiful, and the splendid embroidery of gold thread on her body, and the dazzling jewels on her head, all added to her momentum.

But her expression was unusual.

She also seemed to be concerned about her husband who woke up on the couch, and her eyes were slightly red when he woke up.

She even subconsciously stretched out a hand and waved it in the air.

Eventually, however, she took back the pampered hand.

She took those emotions back, too.

She stood there, like an iceberg, cold and silent.

Extremely light footsteps came to her and asked softly.

She rolled her eyes to look at the man, and pulled a handwritten letter from her sleeve and threw it to him.

"You and I have been deceived by your father."

Yuan Shang's face showed a look of surprise, and he hurriedly went to read the letter written by his father.

"He's terminally ill, and he won't last long," Mrs. Liu's teeth gurgled and gurgled, "There are only these cheap slaves in my eyes, and I only have your brother in my heart!" ”

Chapter 596

He heard footsteps.

…… No.

That's not footsteps.

That's more leaky.

It's Jiaodou.

It's the same morning light when the sun rises.

It was indeed the sound of footsteps, freeing from all that bound him, the gentle tears of the beauties, the sad gazes of the servants, and the anxious sighs of the counsellors, coming to him.

After Yuan Shao took the medicinal soup, he lay quietly in the curtain, let the beauty comb his hair, and patiently waited for the arrival of the frustrated master.

Slender fingers gently combed his hair like willow in the spring of March.

- Remember? The lord once took his concubine on a trip to Wing Chun.