The third battle·Chang'an·Turns of events

Dark clouds cover the moon, and everything is quiet outside Chang'an City. The rolling hills in the distance are like strange beasts lurking in the darkness.

"General Ling, shall we enter the city now?"

Under the light of the fire, Ling Tong lowered his head and opened the bag of tips entrusted to him by Qilin before leaving, and wrote a few lines of words - If Guo Jia has not yet laid siege to the city when he arrives in Chang'an, he should immediately investigate the rivers and coasts outside Chang'an, and be careful not to hide the truth and turn against the guests.

Three strategies for alienation.

Ling Tong put away his kit: "No, we only have five thousand soldiers and horses. We can't help them even if we enter the city."

Ling Tong whispered: "Garrison troops here. No troops can be sent out without my orders."

The general went to deliver the order, and the whole army was ambushed in the woods. The night owls screamed shrilly, and the surroundings were dark, and you couldn't see your fingers.

Ling Tong wrapped his horses' hooves in cotton cloth and led two hundred cavalry to the Wei River under the cover of night.

The clouds are clearing and the moon is bright, and the surging Wei River, shining with thousands of silver scales, flows into Chang'an with a roar. It was here that Gan Ning led thousands of people to swim into the city, cooperated with the inside and outside, and captured Yuan Shao's Chang'an city without any blood.

Now that Chen Gong was in charge, Guo Jia led his army to attack. There was no one on the banks of the Wei River, and it was extremely dangerous.

The water flows away on both sides of the bank, and near the shore, the reeds sway slightly in the wind.

Ling Tong carefully surveyed along the road, and as he went further and further away, dark clouds came again, covering up the moonlight.

Suddenly, an arm stretched out from behind him, and with a sudden movement, Ling Tong's breath was suffocated, and he drew the long sword at his waist with his backhand.

Gan Ning's magnetic voice was very sexy: "Brother Ge, if you don't fight with the master, what will you do when you come back?"

Ling Tong was almost frightened to death, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Come back and help you."

Ling Tong turned around and asked, "Is the injury healed?"

Gan Ning's hair was dry but his clothes were still wet. He held Ling Tong's waist with one hand and pinched Ling Tong's cheek with the other hand. He looked at him intently.

The clouds passed by, and silver light filled the field, illuminating Ling Tong's face.

Gan Ning didn't say anything, but moved forward and kissed her.

Ling Tong raised his hand nervously, trembling slightly, as if he wanted to push him away, but Gan Ning pressed Ling Tong with his back against the rocks on the shore, preventing him from struggling.

"Well..." Ling Tong's breath was slightly confused.

Gan Ning's kissing skills were very good. As soon as he kissed Ling Tong, he lost control and was unable to resist.

After a moment, their lips parted, and Gan Ning teased: "What do you want me to do?"

Ling Tong lowered his head and took a breath for a moment. Gan Ning patted Ling Tong's face proudly, stretched out his fingers, and untied the belt under Ling Tong's leather armor. Ling Tong said hurriedly: "Don't mess around."

Gan Ning looked into Ling Tong's eyes, and kissed him on the lips with fascination. Ling Tong frowned, and Gan Ning could only say: "The public platform asked me to bring someone out to ambush, in case someone swims into the river and attacks the city."

Ling Tong interrupted: "Guo Jia is attacking with a hundred thousand soldiers and horses."

Gan Ning was so surprised that he turned around and whistled into the river. Thousands of reed pipes were pouring out water, all of them were soldiers from the water camp.

Ling Tong's face turned red instantly, thinking of being forcibly kissed and molested by Gan Ning and being watched by nearly a thousand people, he wished he could find a crack in the ground and crawl in.

"Go down!" Gan Ning whispered, then he jumped into the water with Ling Tong in his arms, and swam towards Chang'an.

Late at night, Chen Gong was still reading the city defense report in Changle Palace. Gao Shun sent more people to patrol closely. Gan Ning and Ling Tong entered the palace dripping wet, and Chen Gong was shocked.

Chen Gong: "How is the situation on the Yecheng front?"

Ling Tong took the cloth and wiped himself, took off his outer armor, undressed and took off his belt. Seeing Gan Ning beside him, he frowned and put on his belt, and replied: "Qilin sent me back to assist you, and here is a letter for you."

Submit a letter.

Chen Gong took it. Inside the wet letter, the rice paper was stuck in one place. After finally opening it, there was a pile of rotten ink and paper residue inside.

Chen Gong: "..."

Ling Tong: "..."

Chen Gong lamented: "My life is at an end!"

Ling Tong said: "No...it's none of my business. It's all Xingba...Xingba's fault."

Chen Gong thought for a moment and remained silent.

Gan Ning said: "That...Chen Gong?"

Chen Gong said angrily: "Neglect of duty! Delay in military affairs! Someone, drag him down!"

Ling Tong was stunned, Gan Ning hurriedly said: "Military advisor!"

Chen Gong couldn't help but say something. He pinned Ling Tong in front of the palace and ordered: "Eighty military sticks! Beat him!"

Ling Tong: "I..."

Gan Ning said: "Strategic Advisor! Military Advisor, please show mercy. You, go and invite General Gao Shun, quickly!"

Gao Shun personally led troops to patrol at the city gate. Hearing that Ling Tong was coming, he hurriedly led his troops back to the palace. Ling Tong was already held outside the palace and beaten with eighty military sticks. Gan Ning pleaded for mercy no matter what, but Chen Gong did not.

Indifferent.

Poor Ling Tong was beaten until he was covered in blood and was dying. Gan Ning shouted: "Gongji is only seventeen years old this year! I am willing to be punished for him!"

Chen Gong didn't answer. Gao Shun hurriedly entered the palace and was asking for mercy, but Chen Gong blocked his hand. Gan Ning, a bachelor, took off his military robe and knelt down in front of the palace!

Ling Tong was filled with hatred and anger, and he and Gan Ning were beaten with eighty military sticks. The ground was covered with purple and black, and it was impossible to tell whose blood was whose.

Chen Gong flicked his sleeves and said: "Drag him down and put him in prison. He will be interrogated personally when the lord returns."

Gan Ning was anxious and screamed: "Brother Gao!"

Seeing that Gan Ning was desperate to plead for mercy, Gao Shun could only say: "Military advisor, this is the time to employ people..."

Gao Shun was the most senior general under Lu Bu. Even Qilin had to call him "Brother Gao" politely. Chen Gong could not ignore Gao Shun's words.

However, Chen Gong winked at Gao Shun.

The Fourth Battle·Yecheng·Visiting the Enemy at Night

Zhang Lu led his army in a surprise attack, and following Qilin's orders, he cut off Guo Jia's supplies of food and grass, and then marched southward to meet at Yecheng.

"How did it come so fast? Is there any news?" Lu Bu asked.

Zhang Ludao: "I used the technique of shrinking the ground to cross the Great Wall, pursued quickly and slowly, and finally caught up with Marquis Wen. As expected by the military advisor, Guo Jia, Marquis of Xia, Yan Xia Fou and Fei Shang Rui were so ruthless that they tore their skirts to pieces!"

Lu Bu was sitting on the general's couch with his upper body bare, looking like a warrior with strong and toned muscles.

Hua Tuo held a silver needle, baked it on the fire, and pierced Lu Bu's back.

Zhang Lu muttered: "You bring doctors with you when you fight."

Qilin smiled and said: "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Hua. After this battle, I will definitely be able to live a long life."

Hua Tuo took out the needle, stroked his beard and said with a smile: "A doctor has the heart of a parent, but if this war can bring peace to the world, and the people will no longer suffer from the war, it is worth it."

Lu Bu looked paralyzed and asked, "How long can I live?"

Zhang Lu and Hua Tuo laughed together, and Hua Tuo said: "Master Hou is in his prime. If he does not indulge in wine and sex and is open-minded, he can live to be a hundred years old."

Lu Bu replied: "I love drinking and I'm also lustful. I'm afraid I won't live that long."

Qilin teased: "You can do it, but I'm afraid I will die before you in the future."

Lu Bu looked a little sad.

Hua Tuo added: "Since ancient times, those who are straight-minded and determined can live a long life, and Mr. Hou is the leader among them."

Lu Bu nodded silently, and Zhang Lu joked: "Think of Cao Mengde, who was suspicious all his life and suffered from a headache..."

Hua Tuo lamented: "One falls, one falls, life and death are all determined by one's nature."

Qilin's heart moved and asked: "Is Cao Cao's headache serious?"

Hua Tuo said: "Headwind patients are most afraid of being frightened and must rest. Today, Prime Minister Cao personally led the army and was defeated at the hands of Marquis Wen. I am afraid that the condition will worsen again."

Qilin pondered and said nothing. Hua Tuo finished pricking Lu Bu's needles, loosened the bones, and ordered: "Marquis Wen must go to bed early today and not move again. Get up early tomorrow and you will be well and peaceful."

All the generals bowed and came out of the tent, and Lu Bu said again: "Qilin..."

Hua Tuo said seriously: "Master Hou, please don't work any more and just lie down first."

Qilin smiled and said, "What?"

"It's okay." Lu Bu could only lie down on the bed obediently, like a child, and muttered: "I want to live to be ninety-nine..."

Zhang Lu laughed so hard that he walked out of the tent with Qilin and Hua Tuo. Hua Tuo went to have a rest. Zhang Lu said again: "The moonlight is bright tonight, military advisor, would you like to come with me for a walk?"

Qilin and Zhang Lu were walking side by side, and suddenly noticed a short dagger hanging on Zhang Lu's waist. He frowned and said, "Seven-star knife?"

Zhang Ludao: "It is rumored that this sword is the sword worn by Zhang Liang, the Marquis of Liuzhou. The blade is engraved with Tiangang Beidou and is called 'Seven Stars'. It has been lost among the people for more than 400 years in the Han Dynasty..."

Qilin nodded and said: "It was lost and found. It is the treasure of your Zhang family."

Seeing Qilin's solemn expression, Zhang Lu muttered, "Is it possible that the military advisor also likes this sword?" After untying the Seven Stars, Qilin hurriedly said, "The property returns to its original owner. Master, please keep it."

Zhang Lu and Qilin walked forward slowly, and Zhang Lu said again: "I see that the military advisor has a worried look on his face, but why is he so undecided?"

Qilin breathed a sigh of relief and said: "To be honest, I was thinking about Fengxian. This matter has been in my heart for a long, long time."

Zhang Lu stroked his beard and said nothing. Qilin stopped and said, "Feng Xianruo...if Feng Xianruo captures Yecheng, will he become the second Cao Cao? I think Feng Xian looks like this...even if he doesn't want to become Cao Cao,

Dong Zhuo, how many princes in the world can understand him?"

Zhang Lu took a sip and said: "The days are long, so the military advisor is thinking about this?"

Qilin's eyebrows moved and he looked at Zhang Lu expectantly.

Zhang Lu thought for a while and said: "I saw the military advisor illusoryly delivering orders during the day, but he is also from my Taoist family? Where is the Immortal Mountain? Which sect is it?"

Qilin smiled self-deprecatingly and replied: "I just understand a little bit."
To be continued...