Chapter 7: Nightmare

The sun sets in the west, Yanshi camp.

Luoyang is not far from Yanshi. Hua Xin traveled for nearly seven hours quickly and finally arrived at Yanshi camp with Dong Zhuo's order before nightfall.

Zhang Ji arranged for Hua Xin and his group to rest in the camp, and ordered people to recruit their stepson Zhang Xiu.

"Xuanyuan Pass has been broken, and the Prime Minister has sent people to come. We will lead the army south tomorrow to make up for this loophole." When Zhang Ji saw Zhang Xiu coming in, he didn't say anything nonsense, and directly handed over the letter drafted by Li Ru and Dong Zhuo's transfer order to him.

Look at Zhang Xiu.

Zhang Xiu took it and looked at it for a while before he was surprised and said, "Who am I so capable that I can steal the sky? It turns out that it is Sun Jian, a tiger in Jiangdong. His son Sun Ce is not bad either, although he is a few years younger than me.

But his skills are already very good. The tiger father and the dog son are not adulterated."

Zhang Ji took the letter Zhang Xiu had handed over and put it in his arms, then frowned and shook his head and said, "It's not just Sun Jian and Tao Qian at Xuanyuan Pass. A few days ago, I received a letter from Fei Ge, saying that Cao Cao was

General Xiahou Dun and Xuzhou Liu Yang were all involved. And—”

As he said that, he glanced at Zhang Xiu, his nephew and stepson, and said, "Xuzhou Wujiabao also brought the army to Xuanyuan Pass. The leader was your junior sister Wu Ying. That day, Xu Rong listened to Lu Bu's words and led the army out.

Xingyang went to Xuanyuan Pass to get a bargain, but was defeated and returned. He was also seriously injured. Our people found out that the one who shot Xu Rong was Huang Zhong, the general of Liu Yang, but the one who really defeated him head-on was

Wu Ying——”

Zhang Xiu raised his eyebrows, looked very surprised, and then smiled bitterly: "I have been missing for many years, but I didn't expect that my junior sister is so skilled. On the list of master, the junior sister is much higher than mine. She is also very good at the ranking of the master.

I am the most beloved junior sister of my master and our brothers. How could I attack her? I’m afraid if I really start fighting, I really can’t beat her... And I used to be in love with my brothers and sisters, and I will fight against each other tomorrow...

…It’s embarrassing…”

Zhang Ji glared: "What's there? Everyone is the master. How can you abolish the public because of your own private life?"

Looking at Zhang Xiu's depressed look, Zhang Ji chuckled softly and said, "Don't worry, Wu Ying has already gone to Jizhou. There is a yellow turban rebellion. Han Funeng asked Yuan Shao for help. Yuan Shao sent her and Cao Cao to Yecheng to transport grain.

.So, you brothers and sisters don’t have the chance to fight this time.”

Zhang Xiu then breathed a sigh of relief, then thought for a while, and looked at his uncle and asked strangely: "The Huang Zhong who shot Xu Rong was Liu Yang's general? Who is Liu Yang? Why have I never heard of him?

Xu Rong is a famous general in the world and has been famous for a long time. Ying Er has obtained the true teachings of his master and is extremely talented, so it is not surprising that he can hurt him. But Huang Zhong is only a famous soldier, so how could he be seriously injured and escape? Could it be that he fired a cold arrow

?”

Zhang Ji shook his head and said, "The battle report said that Hua Xiong was frightened by the Allies who killed under Xuanyuan Pass that day. It was Huang Zhong who defeated Hua Xiong head-on. Maybe... maybe he should have real skills..."

Zhang Ji said, frowned slightly and thought, "But from the battle report, Xuanyuan Pass was as solid as a god, but it was lost before the blink of an eye. It was strange... From all aspects of the news, Liu Yang is here

It played a very important role, no less than Sun Jian and others…”

Zhang Xiu Yiqi, Zhang Ji stretched out his body, turned his hand back, and said to the tent door: "Liu Yang, this man, came out of nowhere. He first defeated Gao Shun with deceitful means on Yingchuan Road.

Hou Cheng's elite cavalry came and went like the wind. You should know that although he was buried by Lu Bu and was foolish and loyal, he was a good general who could stand alone. Liu Yang had to beg for mercy when he fought Gao Shun, which shows that

Human means.”

"Faced with Xu Rong's army, Liu Yang's army and horses were also very eye-catching. The Wubai Divine Arm Camp was like a splash, and the Three Hundred Fengshou characters were fierce and fearless, but the style was free and easy, and it was never dragged on. The best one was

The eight hundred spear camp - the spear is like a forest, the formation is like Mount Tai. The eight hundred people are not inferior to Li Meng's former elite cavalry, and can face it head-on. They only suffered only a few dozen casualties, so they stabilized their position.

Then he launched a one-sided massacre of a thousand elite cavalry——” Zhang Ji’s face was depressed, but his voice was very excited, and even with a certain emotion.

Zhang Xiu frowned in disbelief and said, "I have seen Li Meng, who has a lot of cavalry commanders. His cavalry camp went deep into the hinterland of the Huns to hit the grass valley, and rarely suffered defeat. He was as fierce as a cavalry.

The Huns were all frightened by Li Meng, but there was no way. He was considered to be a powerful general in the northwest territory... How could he fall into such a terrible situation... A thousand elite cavalry were killed by the eight hundred spear camp

Defeated in one fell swoop…unbelievable, unbelievable…”

Zhang Ji glared at Zhang Xiu angrily and said, "Even if our people's information is not timely, it is definitely accurate. And I want to tell you that Li Meng's cavalry battalion was wiped out in the spear formation.

And... Xu Rong was shot on the shoulder by Huang Zhong, but he was shot through the throat by Huang Zhong's arrow, and Fan Chou was also stabbed into a hole by their spear camp, and the head was already hanging high in Xuanyuan Pass.”

Zhang Xiu looked at Zhang Ji with no lying look, and couldn't help but fight a cold war, frowned and sighed: "Huang Zhong is a hard character, the spear camp is even more difficult to crack, and Liu Yang is a tough character...

...This time I went there, there was a bloody battle - a bloody battle."

Zhang Ji smiled and said, "Are you scared?"

Zhang Xiu shook his head and said frankly: "I have never been afraid since the day I went to the battlefield at the age of seventeen. But..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Xiu paused, stared at Zhang Ji for a moment, and then asked in a deep voice: "Is it worth it for us to die like this for Dong Zhuo?"

Zhang Ji looked at his nephew's gaze, and was stunned at first, then angrily said: "What is worth it or not? How can we ordinary men control the world's righteousness, family, country and country? Who is willing to fight and bleed?

Is it forced to do everything we do? I just want to live well in this troubled times. I want to protect your aunt and give her safety and wealth. And you must also be responsible for your children and grandchildren.

, give them a bright future, let them be children of aristocratic families, rather than farmers and beggars."

"But... Dong Zhuo... After all, the killing is too heavy... he is a traitor," Zhang Xiu whispered.

"Which princes in the world is not full of blood debts? Which of them did less evil than Dong Zhuo? It's just that they did evil in the guise of law enforcement officers. No one dared to say that Dong Zhuo is evil, but his evil and openness can be called himself

How many of the princes and governors who support the country are not saying that they are righteous but do all the dirty things? What is the difference between doing Dong Zhuo and those princes? Moreover, although Dong Zhuo is cruel, he is to his own people.

But it is very generous. Compared to those rude and mean governors, I would rather die for Dong Zhuo." Zhang Ji roared at his nephew indignation.

Looking at his uncle who was blushing and gasping violently, Zhang Xiu didn't dare to say anything more, but he still whispered: "Is uncle not afraid, is his reputation behind him notorious?"

Zhang Ji sneered and looked at Zhang Xiu with a burning look and said in a deep voice: "The success and defeat of the king are written by the victors. Emperor Gaozu of Han was just a fool. How could he compare to the righteousness of the King of Chu? But the facts

How, how is it recorded in the Book of Han? Haha… So, if Dong Zhuo is the winner, are you still afraid that our stigma will be left in the history books?”

In Xia Pi City, thousands of miles away, in the morning bells and evening drums, Zhang Yan was wearing a wide monk's robe and fluffy hair, and sat cross-legged under the loving golden Buddha of the Buddha Temple in Futu Temple.

In the lobby of the temple, the ground and walls are covered with oil lamps. Being in it is like walking in the Star Sea Heaven Palace.

The sound of wooden fish and the sound of chanting scriptures reflect the melodious bells outside the temple, and the lobby is shrouded in the tranquility and harmony of the soul.

But Zhang Yan sat cross-legged, his eyes closed. He was practicing the Buddhist mind method taught by Master Bodhidharma in order to calm the mind and overcome the demons of the mind.

This way of practice is to meditate and enter into a state of meditation, clear your body and mind, and enter the vague state of me that is neither happy nor angry, and then it is like falling asleep, and the body and mind are completely separated from this impetuous world. When you wake up, your heart will be

It is like being washed away by the new rain in the empty mountains, filtering away the glitz and restlessness, and calming down the calmness and satisfaction.

But today, after Zhang Jing entered into meditation, his spiritual consciousness was in a trance, scenes appeared in front of him, either intoxicated and unwilling to wake up, or in pain as heartbreaking.

In the void, he seemed to have traveled through the corridor of time and returned to the prosperous and peaceful imperial capital of Luoyang twenty years ago. Through the weaving crowds and brushed away the hustle and bustle of the streets, he followed the sound of heaven floating out of the exiled immortal building.

The sound of silk and bamboo floated into the attic like an immortal, and saw the man in white clothes, like snow, like a fairy. She was still that old and smiled with warmth and love to herself.

"You're back." Ren'er Yingying stood up and called out softly in joy. He smiled and walked forward, gently hugged the woman he was dreaming about, gently whispering her peerless

Her face, pity and teasingly pinched her small and steep nose and said, "You are a tourist at the exiled immortal building. If I weren't full of martial arts, I wouldn't have been able to squeeze in."

The man gently hit his chest with pink fists, angrily glanced at him, then pressed his cheek against his chest and said softly: "If you... don't like others like this... they won't see guests in the future...

... "

The picture turned, and it was a red candle swaying. The brocade quilt was like waves, and the beauty was in her arms. She looked at him in a daze and said emotionally: "I am the pose of a willow, I hope you will be pity for you...Don't let me down

…”

As the stars scattered, she broke the wine pot. He was well versed in medicine and immediately knew that medicine had been put into the wine. At this time, a group of evil men broke in and laughed and said, "Miss Yu, you have made great contributions this time."

He only felt heart-wrenching pain, as if the sky was spinning and despair was as if it was in love with it. He roared angrily: "Why?"

The beauty's tears rolled down, and she said with a right word, but she lowered her head and pursed her lips silently, "I'm sorry..."

He was angry and raised his hand and shot a string of flying needles at her. Her delicate body trembled greatly, and she collapsed to the ground in pain while covering her chest and abdomen. Finally, she stretched out her hand to him in despair, as if she wanted to hold his hand.

But he had gone so far, but he was shocked to hear the cry she made with all her strength: "Jump out from here...no traps..."

Her sad eyes were so sad and miserable. But why did she make such a choice?

He saw her with a big belly, peacefully embroidering tiger-head shoes on the couch. She looked down at her restless belly from time to time, caressed it lovingly and smiled: "Baby, be good, your father."

If you bully your mother, you should not imitate your bad father. Apart from you, there are no relatives in the world. If you don’t love your mother, everyone will love you. Mother is very pitiful..."

He felt sour and couldn't speak. He wanted to get close to her, but found that he was controlled by someone and couldn't get close to her at all. He shouted hysterically several times, "Yu'er, I'm sorry for you." But she was still kind and lovingly

I chatted with the child in my stomach, but I didn't hear his shouting at all.

The universe changed day and night. She lay on the bed, her face twisted and screamed, "She was about to give birth."

"Miss, work harder, work harder, and give birth," said the midwife anxiously.

"I...ah--" Before she could finish her sentence, she grabbed the bedding tightly, straightened her body, and cried in despair. She was already sweating, or soaked in her own blood.

"Yu'er, Yu'er, my husband is here, my husband will help you." He felt extremely painful and shouted loudly, but he could only watch his beloved endure the piercing torture.

"Miss - you can't give up - you think about the father of this child, scolding the cruel man so hard that he can give birth." Zhang Yu's eyes were straight, neither crying nor moving, as if he had given up, but

The result is that the mother and son both died and the live-action woman held her hand tightly and said with a sob.

He also shouted: "Yu'er, hold on, hold on."

Then he heard her who had always smiled gently, and suddenly there was a warm brilliance in her eyes. While gritting her teeth and exerting force, he shouted loudly and cursed intermittently: "Zhang Yan... you bastard...

You are not a human, you are not a human…”

When Zhang Yan heard her scolding, he felt as if he had redeemed his sins and felt much better.

"Ah—" With a sad cry of pain, a baby's cry resounded through his heart.

"Congratulations to Miss, he is a daughter--well, the little guy is so naughty. He will definitely look as good as the lady when he grows up..."
To be continued...