At dusk, the heavy clouds almost obscured the sun so that it could not reveal any light.
There seemed to be some light in the hall, but there was no sunshine at all.
The knife on the weapon stand was also dull in the darkness.
Xiahou Dun let out a long breath, and the white smoke quickly dissipated in the air, just like the glory and hope he had obtained before.
Xiahou Dun heard the news that General Fei Qian of the Cavalry returned to Hedong, but Xiahou Dun did not completely believe it.
Because Xiahou Dun thought this was fake news.
Xiahou Dun thinks he understands...
The General of the Cavalry returned to the army, there was no doubt about this, but when he arrived in Hedong?
This made Xiahou Dun say hehe.
How could the cavalry let go of Guanzhong and run to Hedong?
Isn't this putting the cart before the horse?
If he were the cavalry, he would have arrived in Guanzhong first, stabilized the three auxiliary servants of Guanzhong, and then came to Hedong or other places. Therefore, Xiahou Dun used his own judgment and thought that this news was fake. Perhaps the cavalry had indeed come back, but at most it should be in Guanzhong, not Hedong.
The reason why such news appears is because people in Hedong want to delay?
Is it a purpose of deliberately releasing the reputation of Cui to warn others or to make Cui resentful to Cao's army?
Cao Cao did similar things very early, passing on fake news and deliberately disrupting the enemy, so Xiahou Dun naturally had to guard against it. Moreover, Xiahou Dun really believed that Fei Qian should return to Guanzhong, not in Hedong.
So Xiahou Dun wanted to give it a try.
Everyone thought that Cao Cao's rise was smooth and he defeated Yuan Er and Yuan Da, but only Xiahou Dun knew how many times Cao Cao suffered during this process and how many times he walked on the edge of the cliff.
If Xiahou Jun can beat Chen Rui, then Xiahou Jun has the value of continuing to cultivate.
If you can't win...
Xiahou Dun's eyes were too long, and in the dusk, they looked like the eyes of a predator.
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In Taiyuan, it was still covered with dark clouds, but in the northern desert of Youzhou, it was already snowing heavily.
At the beginning, some ice slag fell, but it soon turned into light snow. In another day, it turned into heavy snow, sweeping the world into silver. The boundary between heaven and earth seemed to be hard to distinguish among the flying snowflakes.
The way of heaven is chaotic.
The axe that Pangu created the sky only separated the heaven and earth, but did not cut the heavenly way. Because Pangu is the heavenly way, it is an axe. It can cut off others, how could it cut himself?
The way of heaven is chaotic, and human hearts are naturally chaotic.
The cavalry of the brigade was marching in the wind and snow.
The war horses were snorting, and the knights kept urging the mounts, and the people were spitting out white air, and everyone was cursing the heavy snow.
Suli's face was very gloomy.
He rode on the horse, his face covered with silk, and he looked around with vigilance.
He regretted it a little.
When he learned that Zhao Yun and others did not follow Yanshan, he felt something was wrong. However, at that time, greed dominated all his thoughts, which made him subconsciously find some reasons for explaining Zhao Yun's behavior. Regardless of whether these reasons could be valid, at least he could rob Youbei with confidence and boldness.
Because other tribes are plundering, Su Li can't let his tribes watch...
The past few days of robbing Youbei, it was like a mouse falling into a honey jar. Everything is good, everything is sweet, and even the air is a taste of happiness and a breath of freedom.
But suddenly it snowed...
The snow fell heavily and urgently, and even became a little unfamiliar with the benefits of the ice and snow in the desert.
Mo Huba, who was behind, rode his horse and rushed up, his tone of anxiety, "Shanyu, this heavy snow is really not the time... Now this trip is too slow, I'm afraid... Or we just occupy a city and avoid the wind and snow first...
Suli wore a fur hat on her head, a leather robe on her body, and a silk snatched from someone else’s place.
Mo Huba is also in similar outfits.
The fur-wearing skin can isolate the erosion of snowflakes, but over time, the snow water will still penetrate.
Most of the time, Suli and Mo Huba acted together. On the other hand, Jiankun and Rouran naturally gathered together, and there was also a lone wolf, Yu Zhuge.
And now, Jiankun and Rouran no longer knew when they disappeared...
After hearing Mo Huba's words, Suli hesitated for a moment and did not answer immediately.
Mo Huba pointed to the location of Yuyang and said, "We have gone through the way, and the defenders of Yuyang have not even made any noise. I am afraid they are scared to death! Why not take advantage of their morale and just eat Yuyang in one breath! We have so many driving forces now, can't we take this city? As long as we take down the city, we will not be afraid even if it snows heavily! When the spring comes, we will bring all our things back to the desert!"
The more people plundered, the more people there are. Although these Hu people are all very happy, the people and things that plundered also slowed down. In addition, it is snowing now, and it feels like a snail squirming when walking.
"Yuyang is not easy to fight..." Suli frowned and said, "If it doesn't snow now, you can try it, but now..."
In fact, even if it doesn’t snow, no one wants to hit Yuyang.
There is meat everywhere, why should I chew bones?
The snow just made these Hu people's feverish heads start to cool down, and they began to feel that they were going back...
What's more, Suli had suffered losses under Yuyang before, so he truly experienced the difficulties of attacking Yuyang.
Mo Huba knew this too, so he whispered: "Shanyu considered it, but if...
Suli aimed at Mo Huba.
Mo Huba smiled, his expression like a fool who had never seen the world. The more innocent you are, the more innocent you are.
Suli wondered if Mo Huba knew that he had suffered a setback in Yuyang back then? But when he went back, he was promoting his victory in returning home. After all, some supplies were also plundered in the early stage...
"What's wrong with the Great Shanyu?" Mo Huba said with a puzzled look, "Even if we really want to withdraw, we can't just leave like this, right? If Cao's army saw this, wouldn't we understand everything? And aren't there still people behind us? Surround us first. If we can fight, it's good. If we can't fight, we can also prevent Cao's army from moving around... Da Shanyu, what do you think?"
Suli thought for a longer time before saying, "Send the order to change to Yuyang. Urge the entire army to advance, and no one or one horse is allowed to fall behind... You are right, it's another to say whether to fight or not. Even if you want to retreat, you must suppress the people in Yuyang first... Otherwise, we will not go smoothly!"
Mo Huba laughed, "Abide by the orders of the Great Chanyu! Then I will take one step forward and make a foreshadowing for the Great Chanyu!"
After Mo Huba rushed to the front, he immediately turned cold, as if all his enthusiasm had been frozen by the wind and snow.
Mo Huba's guard followed Mo Huba and asked in a low voice: "Sir, are we really... really standing in front of them?"
Mo Huba sneered, "Don't you see it? This kind of weather...fight! Tell us our own people to rush to Gubeikou as soon as possible! Other things...haha..."
The wind and snow are swaying.
All the scenery is like being smeared, chaotic.
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...
After heavy snow, the Hu people scattered to all over the place, just like a stream gathering in the river, and automatically began to walk back.
This almost instinctive habit is not the so-called military literacy, nor is it the Qingpu Mengpu who shouted in later generations that only 10,000 or even 10,000 or even 10,000, but an instinct for survival in the desert.
Of course, driven by this instinct, due to the differences in command systems and cultural concepts, farming similar to pyramid structures often suffer some losses in part when it faces flat nomadic nomadic nomadic, but when the pyramid structure is stable, the nomadic flat combat method will be completely unable to withstand the stability of farming and will be quickly dragged down.
In Youzhou, when the government failed to come forward, some big surnames from Yuyang stood up in front of the threat.
From this perspective, the gentry and gentry have the same side as protecting the countryside.
Just like Liu Fu, the son of Liu He, is one of the children of the gentry who stood up.
Liu He is different from that big ear. He is a relative of the Han Dynasty and a serious royal noble. However, because he was involved in political struggles during the reign of Emperor Ling of Han, he was framed and killed by Cao Jie. So Liu He's son Liu Fu left the court and fled far away from the border. Now he is forced out by the Hu people again.
Blood splattered on the white snow, spots, and was so bright that it was shockingly bright.
Liu Fu, with dozens of troops, grabbed a evacuated Hu tribe team, and launched a rush without saying a word.
This Hu team had already consumed too much energy on ordinary people in Youzhou, and had traveled a long distance and had no power to fight back against Liu Fu and others.
A feather arrow shot at the same time, and several Hu Qi fell down immediately.
Liu Fu had red eyes and rushed to the Hu cavalry. He waved the horse spear in his hand. The sharp blade cut open the Hu man's leather robe and pierced the Hu man's body. Blood splattered everywhere.
One side is a tired soldier who fought for a long time, and his blood and fighting spirit has been almost completely vented, but the other side is a new force. He has been furious these days. He fought together for two times, and the victory or defeat has been decided long ago.
The Hu team soon lost their fighting spirit, whistled and left the people who were being held and drove away, and fled in scattered.
At this time, the people who were entangled seemed to have returned to their souls, and they understood pain, pain, discomfort, and fatigue. They were yelling, whimpering, crying, testing Liu Fu's attitude...
Just as Liu Fu wanted to step forward to appease these people, he was pulled by a guard beside him and the reins of the horse, "Young master, no!"
"Uncle, what does this mean?" Liu Fu asked.
'It is the government's responsibility to accept refugees...' The trusted guard whispered, 'What's more, we... are also powerless...'
They can save some people, but they can't save all of them.
The Hu people in Youzhou did not leave completely. Who knows if they would cause revenge from the Hu people.
The key is that Liu He was framed and died by Cao Jie...
Of course, until now, there are people who say that Cao Jie is a kind and honest person.
Then Cao Jie and Cao Cao...
So now that Liu Fu has emerged, it is not a good thing for Liu Fu himself.
"I just want to save people! These are my fellow villagers!" Liu Fu pointed to the people who were held by the Hu people and said, "Now that Hu Qi has been beaten away, but you want me to leave them alone?"
"The court doesn't care, how do we care?" The confidant was anxious, and his voice became louder. "Young master can see it too! Where are the soldiers and horses in Youzhou? Where are the guards of Yuyang? Where are they? The Hu people everywhere! How were this battle fought? What about these people? Hundreds of people were driven by more than a dozen cavalry, just like driving away a group of pigs and sheep! They are all waiting for people to save them, who can save them?!"
Most of the people who were driven out were exhausted. When they saw the reinforcements, many of them fell to the ground on the spot and could not even pull them up.
Hearing Liu Fu's confidant's voice, some people looked up blankly, their faces numb, and some people lowered their heads in shame and stopped looking at Liu Fu and others, but some people sat on the ground and gasped. After hearing Liu Fu's confidant's words, they suddenly stood up and yelled back: "I'm from Lijiazhai! Our village was surrounded, and no messengers who rushed forward and asked for help five times, but none of them came back! None of them came back! When they collected taxes, they never got one day later! There were no one! Now we asked them for help, but no one even came! We guarded from daytime to night, from night to daytime... The village was broken, and all the people guarding the village were killed! My uncle, my uncle, my elder brother... I... I... "
The young man's tears rolled down, and then was soon blown into ice slag by the wind and snow. "When collecting our money, grain and taxes, we said that we are the people of the man, and they are under their control, and we must obey their orders! Now we are in danger, where are they? Where are they? Where are they? When we want to collect money, we must be the people, and we must be filial to them like sons and grandchildren. When something happens, we will be troublemakers, and we will be unruly people, and we should be no one cares about them, and we should die? Why is this?!"
In the last few words, the young man's roar seemed to penetrate the wind and snow, or mixed in the north wind, sobbing and floating, and then quickly dissipated in the wind and snow, leaving some aftertaste in the hearts of some people.
Liu Fu was silent, and the trusted guard beside him was silent.
The young man's words aroused the sighs of the people around him. Some people made a loud sad voice, and some even knelt on the ground and slapped the snow on the ground hard.
Liu Fu was full of resentment, but he could not find a partner to vent. Looking at these ragged and embarrassed people, he couldn't say a word, but he felt like a big rock was blocking and pressing, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Liu Fu looked around and wanted to find some Hu cavalry to fight, so he let out a good anger. He looked up and saw that the falling snow covered the gray, black, red and other things covered.
Liu Fu stabbed the horse spear hard on a dead Hu man, and then shouted: "I am the emperor's blood! My surname is Liu! The court doesn't care, and I sit there like this. Isn't that just like a bad thief?! Take out all the dry food and wine bags! Take care of the injured! The old and the weak... first...
Liu Fu shouted, his eyes swept through the crowd, and he couldn't say anything in the next half of the sentence.
Because there are no elderly or weak in the queue of people.
Liu Fu became more and more angry. He jumped off his horse, pulled out his sword, walked towards a Hu cavalry soldier lying on the ground not far away, grabbed him, and asked: "Which tribe are you? Who is the leader?"
The Hu man had armor on his body and must have been a captain-level figure. Therefore, he was not killed on the spot when he was fighting, but fell to the ground seriously injured. Although he was seriously injured, he was also tough. He was stabbed by Liu Fu with a knife and still spat out a mouthful of blood, muttering and shouting something in Hu language, which didn't sound like a good thing.
Liu Fu was furious and directly cut off his head with one knife.
The confidant guard who followed behind had just reached out his hand when he saw that the Hu man's head was kicked away by Liu Fu...
"well……"
It is a good thing for the young master to be kind, but it may not be a good thing if he is so impulsive.
But now, as a confidant guard who has been following Liu Fu for many years, the only thing he can do is to try his best to wipe Liu Fu's butt.
"Young Master, we can't save them..." said the trusted guard, "Young Master, don't be anxious first... Listen to me, these people... I can't accommodate them in Zhuangzi. Besides, the Cao family in Youzhou did not save these people. We will save them. When the Hu people retreat, this is not a merit, but a sin!"
"I don't care!" Liu Fu said in a deep voice, "I'm going to save them!"
"Young Master..." My confidant had a headache.
"You come and find a way to save them!" Liu Fu caught his confidant, "Look at it yourself! These are all Han people! They are all great men! If we don't save them today, will they still recognize the world of Han?!"
My confidant really wants to say, the world of the Han Dynasty is not yours...
But looking at Liu Fu's serious eyes, his confidant sighed, "Young Master, unless...unless we take them away from here..."
"Leave here? Where to go?" Liu Fu asked.
The confidant said slowly, as if he was sorting out his thoughts, "Zhuangzi can't go back, Yuyang City cannot go, Jizhou cannot go... It's so snowy, it's not easy to go to Gubeikou... If you really want to take these people, you can only go west to Changshan New City... If you go to Changshan New City, I know there is a mountain road that can take a little away from the wind and snow... Juyongkou...
『…』 Liu Fu thought for a moment, then waved his arm, 『Okay! Let’s go to Juyongkou! This surnamed Cao will not serve you! I was just about to see who the cavalry was?!』
『Everyone moves! Go west!』
"Let's go, let's go! After passing Juyong's mouth, you can survive!"
A group of people followed him in a daze, as if the word "living life" could make them forget all the pain.