New Story of Lv Bu

The enemy came much faster than Wang Ling expected, and was as swift as a galloping horse, anxious like thunder, like the water of the Yellow River coming from the sky, rushing to the sea and never return. On the second day of September 13th, Wang Ling ate breakfast and took the captain on a tour of the four cities. He was armed with a saber, but he was covered with the large sleeves of the prefect, and there was a high official on his head. From a distance, he knew that the prefect was here.

Surrounded by more than a hundred personal soldiers with helmets and buckles, Wang Ling slowly walked across the four cities on horseback, smiling at every soldier, and checking out the city defenses from time to time. He talked to the county soldiers in Jizhou Township, and from time to time one or two vulgar words appeared, causing the county soldiers who were at a loss to laugh. After studying for several years and now returning to officialdom, Wang Ling has gained a sense of calmness and skill. Compared with those noble children who had never fallen behind, Wang Ling was obviously better at ganging up with the soldiers and the people.

"Brothers, the anti-Lu coalition forces are coming to attack us. Are you afraid?" Wang Ling had a smile on his face, his bronzed skin and some white beard and hair, he looked like the blacksmith Uncle Zhang next door. "Afraid of him being a bird? Everyone has a head on both shoulders. Besides, our Lu family soldiers are well-fed and well-equipped, and the princes can't compare it!"

An old man nearly forty years old roared roughly. "Yes! Afraid of him being a bird?" "Even if you die in battle, the official compensation is enough for the family members to live a good life!" "That's right, today's Lu Jiajun, death in battle is a blessing!" The **** opened his head, and the surrounding county soldiers screamed and slapped their chests.

"Oh! It seems that you are already holding the winning ticket? Don't cut down too many heads. In that case, I, Chang Shan, will go bankrupt!" Wang Ling pretended to be exaggerated. "Hahahahaha!" "Wang Shijun speaks so funny!" "That's right, it seems to be like us. At first glance, he has suffered and served as a soldier." The county soldiers immediately relaxed. The origins of the emissary were all clean, and they knew that this was a person with a story, but they didn't expect to be so amiable.

"Brothers! I, Wang Ling, have experienced the siege of Jiuyuan Xianbei. This time the enemy came to attack, I only have two sentences. First, you have to live well. Only if you survive can you enjoy the beauty. Life. Second, if you get to the point where you must die, please think about the wives and children behind you, as well as the people of Yuanshi County. As long as the city is broken, the urinary children of the Lu coalition will surely slaughter the city. Yes, the left and the right are dead, why don't you just pull a few backs when you die, don't you think?"

Wang Ling's remarks were extremely sincere, without official accents, without so-called righteousness, just like ordinary people, they were all short-term parents. Because of this, his words aroused the resonance of the county soldiers, and they raised their right fists and yelled. "That's right, the left and right are dead, so you can add a few more backs." "Killing one is enough, killing two and earning one!"

"The big guys are right! As long as you hold on for ten and a half days, I believe that Da Sima and Wei Dushu will send troops to relieve the siege. I remind my brothers that since the anti-Lu coalition dared to attack, there must be theirs. Assassin. Brothers must be more mindful, and don't let the crippled gang do the calculations!" Wang Ling said loudly, waving his arms while standing on a high place.

"Lu Jiajun must win!" "Lu Jiajun must win!" "Lu Jiajun must win!" The county soldiers suddenly became passionate.

In the blink of an eye, it was the beginning of the morning. The county soldiers who defended the city were already a little slack. Although they were excellent in training and discipline, they had not experienced a major battle. The yellow turban and green forest heroes who occasionally go out of the city to clear the border and cross the border are already considered to be battle-tested. It happened that the Yellow Turbans and the Green Forest heroes also have memories. After being cleaned up a few times, they also learned to behave and didn't dare to cross the boundary. As a result, the battle experience of the county soldiers of Changshan Country became scarce.

As soon as the initial excitement passed, everyone no longer felt nervous. The big guy started chattering and knocking, eyelids moving out of the city from time to time. "Oh, it seems that the enemy will not come anymore, so think about today's lunch." "Yeah! It's finally an autumn harvest. It's time to have a meal of fine grains. Coarse grains and wild vegetable pancakes are bitter in your mouth. "Several veterans began to kowtow, and their eyes fell on Dubo. "Uncle Du, we are right, don't you think?"

With a clairvoyance in his right hand—that's the standard equipment on every gate upstairs—Dubble is carefully observing Xiang Dongzi. Suddenly, he opened his mouth and shouted loudly: "Go to your mother's coarse grains and wild vegetable pancakes! Hurry up and ring the bell at his mother's! The enemy is coming!" The county soldiers of Changshan Country are really well-trained, and they immediately settled. He jumped up like a spring, and pounced on the bronze bell above the gate. Others quickly rectified their military appearances and lined up in a neat line.

The hurried and melodious bell rang, and everyone in Yuanshi County heard it. They stopped their work, spit, and cursed bitterly: "These crippled calves are here again. Now!" Then, they continued to do their work. It was not the first time that the siege of the city was going to pass. At this moment, everyone did not expect that this time the enemy's siege would be like a violent storm, shaking the world and weeping ghosts, coming so swiftly and violently that Yuanshi County almost fell.

When Wang Ling came to the North Gate Tower, the first thing he saw was the scout of the Han army. Hundreds of Han army scouts furiously beat their horses and galloped, their faces covered with sweat. There were large swaths of sweat everywhere on their bodies, and swaths of soil were mixed with sweat stains, forming large swaths of stains. The war horse under the crotch was panting heavily and ran as hard as it could. Seeing that, it would foam at the mouth and fall to death at any time. The scouts of the Han army are all warriors in the army. They have always been known for being calm, cold, and forgetting their lives. What makes them so terrifying?

Wang Ling raised his clairvoyance, narrowed his left eye, and looked behind the Han Jun scout. Just ten miles behind the scout, there was a huge crowd of people. The crowd was like a raging flood when a big river broke its bank. You couldn't see the side at a glance. Compared with the huge crowd, Hundred-odd scouts were nothing but a small goshawk on the vast plains, and disappeared after a wave.

These people are boundless, old and weak, women and children, and everyone is in rags. Most of them walked, and a few people rode horses, drove ox carts, and walked slowly towards Yuanshi County. Everyone's face was criss-crossed with sweat and mud. Looking at it like that, they hadn't washed their faces and hands for at least ten days. In the clairvoyance, Wang Ling could smell the sour odor from their bodies. There are only 20-30% of the people in armor, and more weapons, 40-50%, and sticks and farming tools abound.

"Hey, damn, there are at least tens of thousands of people! There are so many troops in the coalition?" Du Wei frowned in surprise. "Yes, and it's everywhere!" Wang Ling put down his clairvoyance and said lightly. "Yellow Turban?" Du Wei and Jun Cheng suddenly realized. Wang Shijun’s words make sense. Under the rule of Da Sima, he has always been called a paradise on earth. Even though he has been so difficult, coarse grains and wild vegetable pancakes have become standard rations. One can imagine how miserable the princes territory should be.

"Also!" Wang Ling slowly put down the clairvoyance in his hand, and sighed. "The princes must have reached an agreement with the Yellow Turbans in the territory and let them cross the border to beat us. The death of the Yellow Turban is to cut off the internal strife, and the death of the Lu Jiajun will eliminate the external troubles. It is good for both inside and outside. Why don't they do it? I'm afraid we are in big trouble! Yuanshi County is in danger!"

"The yellow scarf is just a mob. How can it compare to my Lu Jiajun's well-equipped and morale like a rainbow?" Jun Cheng is a young Wang family boy, quite a bit of new spirits, and when he sees the enemy raising the enemy so much, he can't help but feel a little bit slanderous. Up. Du Wei is a veteran who has spent more than a hundred battles. He has participated in the Siege of Jiuyuan and the Battle of Guangzong, and he is naturally aware of it.

"The envoy said this is extremely true. A certain person followed Da Sima and participated in the battle of Guangzong. That battle of the yellow turban was really a sea of ​​blood and blood. The most tragic battle in a certain life and hundreds of battles. Alas! It seems that Yuan's county seat is really in danger! My lord, without further ado, let's send an eagle letter to Jizhou governor Wei Xu for help."

Wang Ling glanced at Du Wei coldly, then lowered his voice and said, "Brother, you and I can keep this in mind. At this moment, I am afraid that Zhao Guo and Wei Jun are like this. If what I expected is not bad, the anti-Lu coalition forces have launched a full-scale offensive to Youzhou in the east, Liangzhou and the Western Regions in the west. The Wei Dudu is still too busy to take care of himself. How can we manage our lives and deaths?"

"Hey! The emperor said so! I'm afraid it's really like that!" Cold sweat broke out on Du Wei's face and body. He is a pure soldier. It is absolutely okay for him to go into battle to kill the enemy, but if he is asked to kill those unarmed people, he really can't do it. "Shijun, according to your opinion, what should I do?" Jun Cheng finally realized the seriousness of the matter, and he quickly gave a deep salute and thanked him for changing his appearance. "Without it, money and food! If it is really hungry, just use money and food to treat them!"

Wang Ling waved his hand confidently and said that he still had many ways to help the hungry. The Yellow Turban is just to live, as long as they give them hope of living. "Send an order, take a large piece of white cloth, and write a large line on it: Those who are hungry will be caressed, according to the old yellow turban, food is provided, and the government borrows seeds and land to farm cattle. Only ask the first evil, and never ask!"

"My lord is absolutely right!" Jun Cheng and the captain handed over together. This trick is really a trick to draw a salary from the bottom!