Reborn in the Three Kingdoms, I stole Liu Bei's uncle

The eunuch recovered his breath.

"Your Majesty, there are assassins."

When Liu Yu heard these two words, he was also secretly surprised. The emperor's spring hunt was such a big event, how could there be an assassin?

When Liu Xie heard the word "assassin", he was completely panicked.

Although Liu Yu was surprised, he managed to keep calm.

"Where is the assassin?"

The eunuch replied, "In the forest, they have already engaged in combat with the soldiers around Prime Minister Dong."

"Just now, a soldier came on horseback and mobilized the soldiers here to gather at Prime Minister Dong's place."

When Liu Xie heard this, he felt a little relieved.

"With General Lu by Prime Minister Dong's side, he will be safe."

However, Liu Yu felt that this matter was somewhat suspicious.

The emperor was hunting in spring, and this place had already been patrolled by soldiers. Even if there were assassins, it would not be a large-scale assassination.

Dong Zhuo had a lot of soldiers around him and was protected by Lu Bu. Even if he was assassinated, he would not be in any real danger. Why would he transfer more troops from here?

He hurriedly walked out of the tent, only to see that most of the people outside the camp had been transferred away.

The soldiers who were seen everywhere before are now only a few left.

The more Liu Yu looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell exactly what was wrong.

Suddenly an idea flashed through his mind.

Tune the tiger away from the mountain.

Oh no, these people are most likely targeting the Emperor.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he felt that this was very likely.

Otherwise, why would the soldiers here be transferred away?

He couldn't figure out for a moment who would want to assassinate the emperor, but the most urgent thing was to find a way to escape first, and other things would have to wait.

Liu Yu looked around the camp and saw the eunuch who was still kneeling beside him, and he came up with an idea.

Not long after, a shrill cry was heard from someone around the tent.

"There is an assassin, protect the emperor."

Then there were sounds of swords clashing and shouts of killing.

When the civil officials heard the shouting and killing, they all hid in their tents, trembling in fear, and dared not come out to see what was happening.

Wang Yun heard the sound of swords and knives outside the tent, so he walked out and saw many soldiers rushing towards the emperor's tent.

They held a big knife in their hands and fought with the soldiers in front of the emperor's tent.

Wang Yun almost collapsed to the ground.

My mind was like the sea rushing against the shore, churning and turbulent.

What is going on? Wasn’t it about assassinating Dong Zhuo?

Why did he rush towards the emperor's tent?

Could it be that they thought Dong Zhuo was in the emperor's camp?

As soon as this idea came out, Wang Yun immediately rejected it.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Dong Zhuo rode out on a fine horse and everyone saw it, so how could they admit their mistake?

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally only one thought remained in his mind.

He slumped to the ground, muttering, "Yuan Shao is so bold that he dared to kill the king."

"You misled me, boy."

At this time, most of the soldiers in front of the emperor's tent had been killed or injured, and the few who remained were covered in wounds.

A tall and burly man looked at these people who refused to retreat until death, and a look of admiration appeared on his face.

The burly man said coldly: "Retreat quickly, and I will spare your lives."

A middle-aged general-looking man sneered and stood in front of him with a knife in hand. Blood slowly flowed from the blade.

At this time, his whole body was covered in blood, but the expression in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Brothers, are you willing to retreat?"

The soldiers behind him said in unison: "We will never retreat until we die!"

A satisfied smile appeared on the middle-aged general's face.

"Okay, let's have a good fight."

"I am willing to fight to the death with the general."

The middle-aged general laughed loudly.

"Brothers, follow me to kill the bandits."

The soldiers behind him also laughed in unison. Their smiles were not tragic but calm.

"Kill the thief."

"Kill the thief."

……

……

The burly man sneered and said, "Since you won't retreat, then go and die."

After saying that, he leaped forward with a long sword in his hand and chopped it down.

The two teams fought again.

For a moment, the sound of blades colliding with bones was heard everywhere.

The addition of the burly man doubled the strength of this side.

In just a short while, all the soldiers in front of the emperor's tent, except for the middle-aged general, were slaughtered.

The middle-aged general was now covered in blood, unable to stand. He used his knife to scratch the ground and stood up with difficulty.

Looking at the middle-aged general's appearance, the burly man also showed a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"I will keep my word. If you move aside now, I will spare your life."

There was no smile in the middle-aged general's eyes at this moment, only calmness.

He gripped the long sword tightly in his hand and struck out with all his strength. The burly man was slightly startled, as if he had not expected that the middle-aged general still had such amazing explosive power at this point.

After all, he had been through many battles, so he remained calm despite the shock. He took two steps back to avoid the fatal blow, and slashed with the long sword in his hand. With one blow, he knocked the middle-aged general to the ground.

A large amount of blood gushed out of the middle-aged general's mouth. As he lay dying, he still murmured, "Kill the thieves, kill the thieves."

The middle-aged general had a faraway look in his eyes. In a trance, he seemed to be back in a quiet and elegant courtyard, where a middle-aged woman was preparing meals and two children were playing and frolicking.

The burly man saw the middle-aged general close his eyes, then opened the tent and walked in with his soldiers.

As soon as he entered, his pupils contracted sharply.

There was no one in the tent except a shivering eunuch.

"Where is the emperor?"

He put the long knife on the eunuch's neck.

The eunuch almost fainted when he looked at the blood-stained long sword.

"Your Majesty, was taken away by the Imperial Uncle."

When the burly man heard this, a scene from not long ago flashed through his mind. It seemed that an eunuch was leading a young man out of the tent.

He originally thought it was just a random person and didn't take it seriously, but he didn't expect it to be the emperor.

"Search quickly, they can't run far."

"only"

Wang Yun watched as a soldier in front of the emperor's tent died, and the burly man led the soldiers into the tent.

He couldn't breathe and spat out a mouthful of blood.

I feel ashamed towards the Emperor, the Han Dynasty, the late Emperor, and all the ancestors of the Wang family.

I wanted to get rid of the thieves, but I didn't want to harm the emperor. How can I live in this world with dignity?

Thinking of this, he spat out another mouthful of blood. He could no longer hold on and fainted.

The burly man led the soldiers and searched the tent thoroughly, but still could not find the emperor.

In a fit of rage, he killed several ministers, but it still did not help.

The emperor is missing.

Where can they run to?

He looked around and finally confirmed a direction.

All the tents were gone, so there was only one possibility: they fled to the mountains.

The murderous intent on the burly man's face gradually faded.

He looked coldly at the soldiers around him.

"Chase up the mountain."

The murderous intent on the burly man's face gradually faded, replaced by a playful expression.

The mountains were densely forested, making it easy to hide, but he was not worried at all because he was born a hunter and he believed that no one in the world was more familiar with the mountains and forests than him.

Even the most cunning prey cannot escape from his grasp.

In his eyes, the other party was not even a prey, but just a nine-year-old child.

He believed that it wouldn't be long before he could catch up with them.

He could even imagine the emperor trembling on the ground under his sword.

Ever since his wife and children were ruthlessly massacred by government troops, there was no distinction between high and low in his eyes.

He only believes in the knife in his hand. Only when he holds the knife in his hand will he feel at ease.

He still remembered that spring, when General Dibao died at the hands of a butcher. He was chased by soldiers and fled in panic, finally hiding in the mountains.

He hid in the mountains and forests for a whole year, and only came out after the storm had passed.

Then he came to Jizhou to join the army, and was promoted to captain because of his bravery.

To be honest, he didn't like being under the maroon flag if it wasn't for survival.

He felt that the people under the red flag were corrupt and lifeless.

He still likes to be under the yellow military flag. The people under that flag are vivid, real and full of fighting spirit.

Under that flag, he had heard the most beautiful slogan in the world.

The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand.

If you are in Jiazi, the world will be prosperous.