"After this matter, follow me back to Peking."

"Follow the situation, some things have not been finished yet."

"...ah... I had the last resort to my father back then... I hid my care for you mother and son, and I was afraid that Liu would find out... I would not be able to give you... You should understand some truths now that you have grown up..."

The sound of talking sounded in the camp tent with candlelight. Li Ke squatted at the tent with a yawn and holding a mace, squatting at the tent, hunching his neck with his neck to look at the passing soldiers. He heard the sound inside and curled his lips.

"I started my father by Liu Ji. Although I have now established a firm foothold in Peking, how could I say I should give up the favor of marrying a daughter? Now Xu'er has grown up and is obedient and sensible. Even if she is a little thin, her temperament cannot be compared with you. In this world, she will suffer a loss."

After the afternoon, Gongsun Zan saw this son whom he had not seen for many years. He was very energetic. He was not able to tell the way he had thrown off the horse and fell down in his words. He talked for the middle of the night. When he talked about his family, he didn't know what to do with it. After all, the family business was only one...

Gongsun Zhi lowered his eyes, and there was no expression on his face. He quietly looked at the swaying firelight and gently fiddled with his hand. The firelight shook and his face turned light and dark, "Let me take care of this half-brother in the future?"

"This is not necessary."

General Baima behind the fire looked at his son who could not see any expression, held the tea and took a sip: "He is also my son of Gongsun Zan, so he has to fight on his back like me. If he dies one day, he will be in a bad life. If he survives, he will be considered a talent. You two should help each other and live in this world."

"After all, you want to take over both sides... right?"

Outside the tent, the sky was already filled with blue and dark colors, and the sound of trumpets had already blown across the entire coalition camp. The sound of footsteps, the sound of people talking, the sound of horses, and the noise of noise. Listening to the movement outside, Gongsun Zan sighed, stood up from there, lifted the curtain to look at the past, gathered figures, the tone of the White Horse General who had killed Wuhuan and was shocked by the Xianbei became sentimental.

"I was originally a strong person, so I naturally hope that the Gongsun family would be complete and always be well in this way. But my father also knows what the tragedy of brothers' tragedy will make a family look like. You and Xu'er's personality are very different. It's okay for a while, but you will be eaten by you in the long run... His future achievements may be limited to one Beiping City, and you... my son, you are suitable for this world..."

He turned around and looked at Gongsun Zhi over there. The curtain behind him. The campground where the Guandong Alliance forces gathered further behind came from the overwhelming shouts of killing. "Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!" Then, the drumsticks sounded.

"... I don't want to take both sides of my father, I just want you to take care of this younger brother in the future." He sat down and patted Gongsun Zhi's back of his hand. This man who had never whispered since he started his career, and who once built a barrier for the Han Dynasty that was withered by the wind and rain.

In front of his son, he lowered his voice.

He pressed the back of the other party's hand heavily and stood up. He took the helmets from several tables and walked to the curtain. He lifted the curtain and smiled, "Now... I, Gongsun Zan, can still carry it. Try to accumulate some of my family's assets. I can't bear it anymore in the future. I will leave the burden to you..."

Gongsun Zhi closed his eyes and heard the man outside yelling, "Take me up!" Even though he had no feelings for Gongsun Zan, he could still feel the other party's fatherly love for this body. He sighed, lifted the curtain and walked out. The cold wind in the morning swirled, and the sunlight tilted down, driving away the chill.

The elite troops of the Kanto Alliance gathered out in dense crowds, flags waving in the wind, sounds buzzing..., and then suddenly burst out, pushing towards the opposite pass...

The next moment, he kicked the little pony thief who was dozing off on the ground. When the opposite side woke up and rubbed his eyes, he turned around and said, "We... go to Luoyang."

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The rain of arrows roared across the sky and fell downwards, nailed to the raised shield, and there were crackling sounds around them, and blood splashed. When the sun rose to the sky, the spreading soldiers and peaks of soldiers on the walls of Sishuiguan came over again, far and near, raised their vision and overlooked the city gate. The black beacon smoke rolled into the sky, the flames burned at the top of the city, and the human body let out a final scream and fell from the walls.

Since the early morning, the continuous siege has lasted for a long time, and blood has stained almost every section of the city wall. Teams of Xiliang soldiers held shields and pushed the soldiers who had climbed up along the ladder, and then held their positions. The archer stepped forward and pulled the bow downward to shoot arrows.

On the field, the coalition soldiers pushing siege equipment shouted and moved forward. Raindrops crackled on the shield above their heads, or shot into the gap. The arrows fell down. The soldiers holding the shield quickly handed the shield to the people behind them, stepped forward to make up, and continued to crack the quarrels, shouting hysterically to attack the city hammer.

On the city wall, the body that climbed up the city wall fell down. Zhang Liao, who was carrying a hook and sickle, was covered in blood. He ran to the battlement with more than a dozen guards and pushed the ladder down. The figure climbing above screamed and fell into the military peak that was densely rushing like an ant.

"The right section of the city wall, the Kanto Alliance Army has come up to the station-"

Just as he was smashing the lit skull down the city, a shouting sound came from a distance. Zhang Liao met a general who was placing a bow. The figure who had always been gentle and modest at this time roared: "What's going on? Where is Gao Shun? Where is his camp!!"

It’s not that Cao Xing can’t break free from the opponent’s strength. One side of his shoulder was shot by a flying arrow, and he didn’t have much strength to use it elsewhere.

"I don't know... I said that I came up one hour ago, but I haven't seen it yet... Go and drive over there... down--"

At this moment, my personal courage seemed insignificant in such a cruel and tragic war.

Afterwards, I vaguely heard a shout from the other side: "Reinforcements are coming!"

On the other side of his sight, a general with armored armor and hundreds of people built iron shields, and rammed the Kanto Alliance troops standing there. The iron spear stabbed out from the gap and turned up blood flowers.

"receive--"

The gun array pulled out blood and flesh, the corpse fell down, and the coalition soldiers who were repaired from behind swung their swords and slashed them. The bang bang sounded on the iron shield. In an instant, the sound came from the other side again: "Thorn!"

More figures fell down, and the silent and restrained general drew his sword and shouted: "Push them down."

Behind the iron shield, hundreds of bodies made a muffled sound of "roar!", holding back the companions in front of them, suddenly exerted force under their feet, and more than ten shields squeezed over like an insurmountable wall...

......

Under the city wall, Yuan Shao looked at the soldiers who were constantly rolling down, clenched his fists and was about to raise them up. He stretched out a big hand next to him and held the back of his hand.

"At this time, the army will be defeated. Do you want the soldiers to lose their blood to be emptied?"

On this side, Yuan Shao stood up with a loud bang, broke away from his hand, and stared at the other party: "It's because there are too many flows... the soldiers will disperse!" Then, he recruited a commander, "Ming Jin to withdraw the troops-"

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"The coalition forces retreated...the coalition forces retreated..."

A shout came from the city wall, Zhang Liao sat in a pool of blood in exhaustion, with excitement around him mixed with frequent moans and screams. Not far away, a soldier who had lost his arm rolled on the ground, making meaningless crying and scolding. He sat for a while, and a personal soldier ran over: "General Lu is here..."

Zhang Liao was supported and stood up, and Lu Bu climbed to the top of the city.

"Wen Yuan... I'm afraid we will give up the Sishui Pass." The burly figure standing in front of a corpse clenched his fists.

"What's going on?" Zhang Liao shook for a moment, walked over and pulled the other party, "As long as the Grand Tutor who entered Xingyang came over with reinforcements, the Guandong Alliance Army would not want to step into Luoyang half a step... Why... Let's go away if you say it."

"ah......"

Lu Bu roared angrily, punched the wall with a bang, and fine lines burst out from bricks and stones. He gritted his teeth and said, "I also want to know why... why Dong Zhuo, who was carrying 100,000 soldiers, left!"

The angry roaring voice went away from the city wall, walking and wailing, and the undead figure looked over silently, and countless soldiers watched this scene.

A general named Gao Shun came up: "General, be careful of his words."

"Get out!" Lu Bu pushed him to the side, raised his cloak, and punched him on the wall again, closed his eyes and showed his brave stage, how could it be so short...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh--"
Chapter completed!