[Three Kingdoms] Heroine Cultivation Manual

While the Xiliang army surnamed Dong was rushing westward chasing the wind and shadows, another light cavalry detachment was quietly formed in the camp in the south of the city.

The camp in the south of the city is rarely filled with torches, and the flames at five paces brightly illuminate half of the sky. There are soldiers marching in front of the tent, and the good horses in the northwest are standing in the open space, quietly waiting for the soldiers to line up. .

The soldiers stepped forward quickly, and bowed their hands to the military master to offer wine:

"Jijiu, the team is ready, let's go now?"

Guo Jia glanced at the orderly Qing cavalry army and nodded:

"Okay, start now—"

He looked away from the cavalry, slipped across the distant city gate inadvertently, frowned, and stopped abruptly with the last word.

The soldier didn't hear him finish, so he raised his head and glanced at him quietly.

I don't know what I saw, the military master Jijiu stopped.He raised his chin, narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes skipped over the tents in front of him, and landed in front of Guangyang Gate in the northeast without avoiding.

Seeing him like this, the soldier boldly followed him. With the bright firelight of the camp, he watched for a while, only to find a figure not far from the city gate, riding a horse, galloping here.

"Wait first," Guo Jia changed his words immediately, "wait for another person."

The soldiers should be at a loss.

Almost after Ma Chao left the camp, the scouts sent to the north of the city rushed back to the camp and reported the direction of Dong Zhuojun's march—it was indeed the western suburbs outside the city.

The military commander is such a keen man, when he saw Dong Zhuo personally leading the army, he knew that something was wrong, his thoughts changed in the blink of an eye, and he immediately gave orders to send his own soldiers to form a light cavalry team to go to the White Horse Temple area to meet Qin Chu.

Judging by his reaction, he should have been especially nervous about Xiliang Dong Zhuo, why would he delay the departure time for one person?

The soldier felt strange, but he also knew that this was not the time to get to the bottom of it, so he could only suppress his doubts in his heart, hoping that the person from outside the city would come over quickly.

The southwest of Luoyang is relatively open, and the weeds that grow in spring and summer are almost bald by the soldiers. Except for a gurgling water, there is basically no shelter.

The buffalo ran fast, crossed the wooden bridge in an instant, and galloped towards the front of the camp. Guo Jia immediately led the team to meet him, and before he got off the horse, he said hello:

"Wen Ruo."

The soldier secretly raised his eyelids, and saw that the man on the horse was wearing a sky-blue robe with a dark blue coat underneath, which was a typical scribe's attire.This attire was inconvenient for movement, but his posture when he got off the horse was extremely elegant, which abruptly made this barren and cold barracks look like a jade pavilion.

He got off the horse and gave a brief salute to Guo Jia, a faint smile appeared on his delicate and handsome face:

"Well, long time no see, Feng Xiao."

"Okay, I won't gossip." Guo Jia smiled and shook his hand, stretching out his arms to lead him to the coach's tent, "The situation is urgent, Wen Ruo, please come here."

The soldier was stunned, not knowing what he meant, for a moment he forgot the superiority and inferiority, and took a step forward: "Jijiu, then we..."

"You wait first, it won't be too long."

"……promise."

He didn't have an order, and he didn't dare to go back to the team without authorization, so he had to wait for Guo Jia to come out in front of the commander's tent.

Half the night has passed, and the fire in the North Palace has already weakened. Looking into the city from the southern suburbs, you can only see a dark sky, and occasionally there are a few birdsongs from unknown sources. calling.

The soldier was worried about the lord in the western suburbs, and was immobilized for a while because of the order to sacrifice wine. He was already anxious, but after hearing the hoarse, ghost-crying and howling of the old raven, his heart became more impatient.

Just as he was thinking about the feasibility of "asking General Pang if it's really not possible", the curtain behind him, which had been silent for a long time, was finally raised.

He turned around quickly, and just about to speak, when he raised his eyes, he realized that it was not the familiar face of the military officer Jijiu—the handsome scribe called "Wen Ruo", the helplessness on his face hadn't completely faded away. At first, he met his gaze, was taken aback for a moment, and soon regained his gentleness, and smiled apologetically at him:

"Sorry, but this time I need to lead you forward."

The soldier let out an "ah" and subconsciously looked up at the tent.

Guo Jia happened to come out with the curtain lifted. Hearing this, he took two steps forward, patted the soldier's left shoulder, nodded to him and said:

"I asked him to lead the army. Well, you go and tidy up and start now."

The soldier turned his head inadvertently, and looked at the tall and tall Xun Yu, only to think that although this person also looks like a counselor, he seems to be a lot more reliable than Guo Jijiu, so he swallowed it. Want to say:

"promise."

He took the general who fell from the sky and walked towards the team.

At the same time, the western suburbs——

The deeper the dew, the clearer the moonlight.

The night wind blew from the east at a steady pace, shaking the weeds in early summer, and in the blink of an eye, they were trampled down by the iron hooves of the army horses, bending their backs.

Qin Chu rode the Zhaoye Jade Lion at the forefront, his thin red cloak was blown up by the southeast wind, and the hundreds of soldiers behind him surrounded the two golden branches and jade leaves of the Liu family, forming a circle Tight ring of protection.

Liu Bian stared intently at the fluttering red cloak, hugged the horse's neck with both hands, and seemed to see Beigong Raging Fire again in a trance, but he was not very afraid in his heart, but especially wanted to get closer.

For some reason, when he was staring at that figure obsessively, fragmentary images from his childhood suddenly flashed through his mind.

At that time, it was also a coup in the palace. He was still a child who could not speak well, a few years younger than Liu Xie, the younger brother at this time, and was taken out of the palace by Song Dian in the name of "outing".

Did Qin Chu feel the same way when he rescued him back then?

What did she think when she received her secret edict?

Liu Bian was not a smart child since he was a child. Even now, the Ninth Five-Year Master is just a puppet caught in a dilemma between He Jin and Chang Shi. Qin Chu has repeatedly saved him from fire and water, so what should he do? return...

Liu Bian was still staring blankly at one place, and suddenly felt his sleeves move, and the hem of his clothes was gently pulled by Liu Xie who was sitting behind him.

Liu Xie whispered: "Brother."

At this time, they were not in front of people, and the two of them were riding on the same horse, and at most they were whispering, so Liu Xie did not address him as "Your Majesty".

Only then did Liu Bian come back to his senses: "What's wrong?"

"Look ahead..."

Liu Bian focused, raised his head in the direction Liu Xie was pointing at, and under the clear moonlight, he could barely see the distance—it seemed to be another army.

The visitor didn't know whether it was an enemy or a friend. Liu Bian blinked, and the group of nobles who broke into the North Palace at night quickly flashed through his mind. His hairs stood on end, and he immediately became nervous. Due to inertia, the five-layered pendant "slapped" on his face, causing His Majesty the Emperor to fall back again, and just happened to hit King Chen Liu's face.

Liu Xie: "..."

Qin Chu didn't turn around twice along the way, and he focused all his body and mind on "returning to Beijing safely", for fear that some unlucky guy would kill him halfway and cause trouble.

As the saying goes, "whatever you are afraid of will come", the more Wuyang Pavilion Master hopes in his heart for others to leave, the more some people will come together to make him feel uncomfortable.

Of course, she also noticed the army marching forward holding torches, and almost couldn't hold back a "tsk".However, no matter how annoying you are, you still have to look good.

Qin Chu patted the horse's head, and said a few words to the back. The speed of the army slowed down visibly to the naked eye. The appearance of "waiting for a long time".

Qiao Yi is the most fearful of generals, if the coach shows panic, the soldiers under him will be defeated in one blow.

When Dong Zhuo patted his horse forward, what he saw was the scene of Qin Jun's "thousands of enemy troops besieged, and I stood still", and he was almost bluffed.

Although he had visited Qin Chu in the southern suburbs before, she left two of her subordinates to talk with her because she was "unwell" that day, so strictly speaking, he had never met Qin Chu.

Therefore, when he saw the young girl dressed as a general riding a tall horse at the head of the team, he was taken aback for a moment.

When he turned his gaze and saw the rows of female generals behind her, he immediately realized the identity of this person.

The cunning Northwest jackal patted his horse and took two steps forward, just facing Qin Chu, with a hypocritical smile on his rough and dark face:

"It turns out that the Lord Wuyang Pavilion has already greeted His Majesty one step ahead of me, so let the Xiliang Army escort His Majesty back to the city."

"Don't bother Dong Bingzhou," Qin Chu seemed to snort, glanced at the thousand-strong army behind him with a half-smile, and pointed out, "Your Majesty and King Chen Liu have been frightened and need to return to the palace as soon as possible." Cultivation, with so many soldiers and horses in Dong Bingzhou, it may not be convenient for them to enter the city."

Dong Zhuo: "..."

He thought about it for a while, and felt that although this girl spoke with a gun and a stick, she seemed to have no way to pick on the truth.

Before he left, he planned to bring 1000 soldiers as a deterrent. If Li Ru, the counselor who stayed in the camp, hadn't persuaded him to reduce his number by saying that "[-] soldiers may not be enough to keep the camp", he might not have brought more than [-] soldiers.

Li Ru was right, if he wanted to intimidate Qin Chu, he only needed five hundred soldiers.At this time, the number of people was not too many, but if it was too small, they were almost pointed at their noses and scolded as "delaying the march"... It was really strange, Qin Chu's team marched like a bastard crawling on the ground, how could he have the face to criticize him? !

Dong Bingzhou rolled his eyes, and the logic became self-consistent again.

The two generals of Northwest China act in quite the same way, with the idea of ​​"As long as I don't have stage fright, no one will ever be able to defeat me". The big plaque titled "Righteousness" said plausibly:

"What did the pavilion master say? Zhuo led the soldiers here just to protect him. It is enough to watch His Majesty return to the capital safely..." The old Xiliang beast thought for a while, and added brazenly like an old bandit He said, "Soldiers can wait outside the city, and it is enough for me to enter the city."

Qin Chu raised his eyebrows.