New Story of Lv Bu

On the eighth day of the first lunar month, at the time of Xu, Ji County.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the bright moon is in the sky, and the cold moonlight pouring straight down, adding a little bit of desolation in the shadow of the whirling trees. Within twenty miles of Ji County, the corpses of people and horses were scattered, and there was still a trace of blood in the air. It was one of the traces of the offensive and defensive war in Ji County a few days ago.

Since the Kingdom and Ma Teng led their troops eastward, the Han army in Ji County and the Xiliang rebels opened the gates of the city and the village together. Dozens of teams were driving with white flags and white cloth strips on their arms. Horse-drawn carriages and ox-drawn carts rushed out of the city gate. The Han army and the rebel army occupied a piece of land in a tacit understanding, and began to converge the body.

The rebel army is in the west of the city, the Han army is in the east of the city, the rebel army is in the south of the city, and the Han army is in the north of the city. There is no way, too many people have died. If the dead body is not condensed in time and buried, the disease will appear after a long time. The corpse collection team lifted up each corpse, loaded their own corpses and transported them away, while the enemy’s corpses were placed on the ground and lined up neatly.

People die like a lamp, and the dead are the greatest. In any case, they are lone souls and wild ghosts who died in battle. It is better to let your own people be brought back for burial than to become food for wild wolves and jackals. There are more than ten thousand tall graves in the east gate of Jixian County. The soldiers who died in the battle in the past year are buried there. Naturally, there is no need to think about the coffin. There is a reed seat in the hasty, and a new dress is considered good.

After more than half a day of convergent burial, the corpses under Jixian City have lost more than half of them. Under the mottled city walls, there are reddish-brown bloodstains everywhere. Among them were broken spears, broken ring-headed knives, and many fragments of armor and helmets. Several wild wolves patrolled among the corpses, their long green eyes bleed with cold light.

On this quiet night, a dozen miles away from the west of Jixian Town, in a dense forest, 20,000 Turks had already assembled, and they were waiting for the final order. Huang Zhong was standing in the jungle with a broad knife, left bow and right arrow, staring at the east. Obviously, he was waiting for news from the scout. Now, everything is ready and only owes east wind.

Three years have passed since he served as the captain of the Turks. In order to completely control this tuxedo, he and Zhang Liao spent countless thoughts, weed out some black sheep, transferred hundreds of officers, and transferred hundreds of officers from various armies. After all the hardships, this army finally got a brand new look.

Not only the assault cavalry, but also the state army went up to the field corps and went down to the county soldiers. They all experienced such pain. The hilltops were completely broken up, and the officers in the various branches of the service were exchanged every three years, which has become a common practice. Take his Tuqie for example. The officers come from all corners of the country, and they are no longer the dominance of the Qiang family.

At this moment, several scouts in the distance hurriedly came to the front and saluted immediately. "Lieutenant, the Xiliang rebel camp is snoring like thunder, and the alert has been loosened a lot. I never thought that our army would launch an attack." The scout captain looked at Huang Zhong's face and continued. "When I came back, the forward was already cutting off the sentry and patrol. It is expected that the signal will be sent in a quarter of an hour. Please make the decision of the captain!"

Huang Zhong nodded, picked up a broadsword and turned on his horse. "Ling start! Control the speed of the horse, run at small steps, and try to get as close as possible to the Xiliang rebel Dazhai!" "No!" There was no sound around him. In the slight trembling sound of Jialei, 20,000 cavalry mounted their horses one after another, slowly gushing out of the woods, mercury rushing towards the Xiliang rebel Dazhai.

Seeing that there was only one mile away from Dazhai of the rebels, a firework suddenly bloomed over Dazhai of the rebels in the east. "Follow me!" Huang Zhong brandished his sword and rushed to the Xiliang rebel Dazhai first. Twenty Thousand Tuqie had seen Huang Zhong's Wu Yong a long time ago. Seeing that Master Lieutenant rushed in front, he immediately shouted and followed closely.

Dangdang! Dangdang! Gongs sounded in the Xiliang rebel Dazhai. "The enemy's attack at night!" "It's not good! Get up!" Before the word fell, 20,000 tukkies rushed into Dazhai, hacking everybody, and killing everybody! Ever since the Yellow Turban was put down, I have been training every day. I have never fought heartily. Today, it is quite an addiction!

The Xiliang rebels never expected that the Han army would attack at night. In their impression, the Han army in Ji County had at most more than 1,000, and they did not have the ability to attack at night. Fifty miles away, the scout had already found out that there were no soldiers from the Han army. How do they know that the scouts of the Binzhou army are mostly snipers, Jiangyang thieves, Qiangs, Xianbei, Wuheng people, and Huns. These people are the ancestors of the scouts. How did the little tricks of the Xiliang rebels hide from them? Dharma Eye!

In a hurry, the Xiliang rebels suffered a big loss, more than a thousand people were hacked and shot to death, and the rest were taken prisoners alive. This night attack went extremely smoothly, and the battle was completely over in half an hour. Huang Zhong checked the troops and only injured more than a hundred, all of which were minor injuries. Beheading one thousand seven hundred and giving birth to eight thousand prisoners is a rare victory.

At this time, I saw the lantern torch on the head of Jixian County shining like daylight, Hanyang prefect Fu Xie Fu Nanrong Gao Guanbo belt, large sleeves and wide clothes appeared on the head of the city. "This official is the prefect of Hanyang County, Fu Xie, Fu Nanrong! Dare to ask, but the Bianzhou army under the command of Da Sima Lubu? Which general led the team? Can there be a seal on the body to prove his identity?"

Huang Zhongzong immediately came to the city, and arched his hand upwards: "Fu Shijun, please! Someone is Huang Zhong Huang Hansheng, Lieutenant of Bingzhou Tuqie. If Zhang Liao is in the city, I will be able to prove my identity!" "General Zhang, please!" Fu Xie quickly looked back around. Zhang Liao flashed out from behind Fu Xie, holding the head of the city to take a closer look. "Fu Shijun, it is indeed Huang Xiaowei! Please Fu Shijun order the opening of the city gate, and I will lead the 800 Tuqies back to my team!"

A quarter of an hour later, the West Gate of Ji County opened, Zhang Liao in front, Fu Xie in the back, and a crowd of horses and soldiers filed out. Seeing Huang Zhong, Fu Xie bowed to his head: "Thirty thousand soldiers and civilians in Ji County will get rid of the disaster. It depends on Da Sima and Bingzhou Army! The general is on the top, please be worshipped by Fu Xie!" Huang Zhong hurriedly got off his horse to help: "Fu Shijun, please! I am waiting for the order of Feng Da Sima, Xingye will go to Gua, tomorrow noon and a decisive battle with Han Sui! The eight thousand prisoners, Fu Shijun, please temporarily detain, a few days later the army will return to receive triumphantly. "

"Little things, one thing! Little things, one thing!" Fu Xie repeatedly handed over!

On the ninth day of the first lunar month, at the time of Maozheng, go to the hexagram.

Today's weather is exceptionally good, neither cold nor hot, and the breeze is blowing, bringing with it the fragrance of earth. The sky is red, white clouds are blooming, and the sky is blue. The Bingzhou Army had already run out of breakfast, walking horses, punching punches, before the war, there was a breeze, without the slightest tension.

Lu Bu leaned against a towering tree, humming a small song in his mouth, and gesticulating the zither movement with his right hand. Obviously, Da Sima was itching again. Drinking, drumming, and playing cool are the three hobbies of Lübrüwenhou. People in Bingzhou all know it. Since Lu Bu became a combined state animal husbandry, playing cool has been rare.

For one thing, it is a high position, and every move must take into account the prestige of the Han official. Secondly, Lu Bu was getting older and his mind gradually matured, and he was disdainful of doing naive things. However, the two hobbies of drinking and drumming are still there. It was just yesterday that I gave up drinking just before the order to defeat Han Sui. It is not easy to violate it publicly, so I have to go to the void to make the hero lonely.

Da Sima’s joyful heart comes from its origins. He just received the military report. Last night, Huang Zhongye attacked the enemy camp, captured 8,000 captives, and beheaded 1,700. Now he is lying in ambush 20 miles southwest of Shanggua. As soon as he fell at noon, he launched an attack. To the southeast, Wei Yue's White-Treading Army also reached the attack position. Now the net has been laid, and it is waiting to be closed.

When Lü Bu was in high spirits, Gao Shun hurriedly walked over, angrily. "Da Sima, the situation has changed. Dong Zhuo's 30,000 horses have reached 30 miles to the east of Shang Gua, and they are moving fast in Shang Gua!" Lu Bu was shocked suddenly, his right hand stopped in the air before he could take it back, but his brain began to move rapidly.

Dong Zhuo moved west so quickly, Han Sui couldn't possibly not know it, so the battle situation would be more variable. "Da Sima, should Yingxin stop his advance?" Gao Shun asked anxiously. Now everything is ready, as long as Hou Cheng draws Han Sui's army around the isolated island, he can launch an attack. When Dong Zhuo comes, if Han Sui raises his troops to fight Dong Zhuo first, and Dong Zhuo loses, so that a big hole is torn open in the encirclement, what should he do?

Lu Bu retracted his right hand, stood up and walked a few steps, finally made up his mind. "No! You can't have any contact with Dong Zhuo right now. Dong Zhuo is a fox. When someone is standing in front of him, he will definitely not come forward. Then the whole plan will be ruined." "Then only let him ask for it. What a blessing!" Gao Shun is extremely smart, and he immediately understood. "Could it be that Dong Zhuo came back with the food and grass? Otherwise, there is no benefit, how could he get ahead?"

"This remark is great!" Lu Bu suddenly understood it just like Daigo's initiation. "That's right! Dong Zhuo came to grab the heavy grain and grass. His subordinates are all cavalry. How much can he grab. He has robbed things and earned fame. It is indeed a good calculation! However, his deeds have not been revealed! , I can’t hold his pigtail! Whatever, let him touch Han Sui and talk about it.”

Lu Bu freezes his figure, raises his eyes to the sky, but his heart is extremely agitated. Dong Zhuo came at the right time! If you take this opportunity and find an excuse to chop off Dong Zhuo's head, Dong Zhuo will enter Beijing in the future and slaughter all directions in Luoyang City, and the 18th princes will beg for Dong. Wouldn't it happen? In that way, can Luoyang and Chang'an kill a few million fewer people?

But in that way, the world will not be in chaos, and I can only be a Huo Peyao in my life! On the one hand is the lives of millions of people, on the other hand is your own kingly cause, how do you choose? Lu Bu was lost in thought.

Kill Dong Zhuo? Still not killing? This is a big problem!