It was getting late, and Liu Bei was still on the left bank of Yishui River at this time.
Xiangbi and Shan County were blocked by the Yishui River. When they came, they rented a boat to cross the river. After sending Shen Chen back to his hometown, Liu Bei ordered the boatman to wait at the ferry between the pavilions.
Unexpectedly, the boatman was negligent and accidentally hit a reef at the bottom of the river, causing slight damage to the bottom of the boat. It is currently being towed to the shore ferry for repairs.
Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, it was obviously too late to cross the river. Liu Bei could only wait by the river for news of repairs by the boatman.
After a while, the boatman shook his head and came out and told Liu Bei that the cabin was leaking and it would need to be repaired tomorrow.
After hearing these words, Liu Bei looked at the sunset in the distance as the sun was about to set.
The upper reaches of the Yishui River are relatively fast, so there are no bridges. The left and right banks rely on ferries. It is so late and there are no other boats. The boats need to be repaired tomorrow. It seems that we can only stay here today.
"My lord, I have gone to inquire about the Hezuo Posthouse. There is a room available. We can rest there tonight and then cross the river back to Shan County during the day tomorrow."
Zhao Yun came back to report.
At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, all the princes' subordinates called their lord Ming Gong. Only Liu Bei's subordinates called their lord their lord. This was a title that belonged specifically to Liu Bei.
Liu Bei stood with his hands behind his hands, nodded slightly and said, "Well, let's go back to the pavilion to rest first."
He didn't have many people with him, only a few close followers and Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and Zhao Yun. Living in the pavilion was not crowded. Moreover, the Xiang Pavilion in the late Han Dynasty had long been dilapidated. There was only an old pavilion father stationed in the pavilion. The original pavilion was The pavilion chief and Qiu Thief had long since disappeared.
When he learned that a clan member of the Han Dynasty was coming to stay, the father of the old pavilion swept the couch to welcome him. During the conversation, he mentioned that the great ancestor had served as the pavilion chief at Sishui Pavilion in Pei County, four hundred miles west of Yiting. Later, he launched an army to attack the violent Qin and finally captured The world will return four hundred years of peace to the Han Dynasty.
But look at now, the chaos has come, the princes are looting, the people are struggling to survive and are displaced. The Central Plains is a desolate place, and when it comes to indulgence, it is already full of tears, holding Liu Bei's hand and talking.
When the sun completely set, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Zhao Yun and other close relatives took water to wash their faces and feet. They took out the dry food they had brought with them to share with Tingfu, and made do with it, planning to sleep.
In the night, Liu Bei couldn't sleep. He remembered what Shen Chen said to him during the day. Many of the words seemed to imply something, but he couldn't understand what they were saying, so he often thought about it. But I can never find it or touch it.
After he lay down on the wooden platform, it was summer, the weather was hot, and mosquitoes were constant. Liu Bei tossed and turned on the wooden platform, thinking wildly in his mind. He was really irritable, so he simply got up and pushed the door out, hoping to wash himself in a nearby stream.
After leaving the door, I raised my head and suddenly saw the light of the fire covering the sky in the north. I was stunned for a moment, and then broke out in a cold sweat. Isn't that direction the direction of the Huangmen Pavilion where Shen Chen is located?
Liu Bei woke up from his heat-induced stupor and shouted almost instinctively: "Yun Chang, Yide, Zilong!"
Hearing his voice, the three people who had been unable to sleep due to the heat got up at the same time. They thought Liu Bei was in danger, so they didn't even bother to put on their clothes. They rushed out the door with their weapons on their bare upper bodies and ran in the direction of Liu Bei. Go and ask what happened.
"Brother, what's wrong?"
"Lord, could there be a thief coming?"
"Look over there."
Liu Bei pointed to the north and said to them: "This is the direction of Zeng Yangju."
The three of them looked in the direction he pointed.
In the Han Dynasty, there was one pavilion per ten miles. Shan County is about forty to less than fifty miles away from Huangmen Pavilion. There are three pavilions in the middle, namely Zeng Pavilion, Yi Pavilion and Xicheng Pavilion in the west of Shan County. Their location is at the far west of Yi Pavilion.
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It just so happens that Zhuanyangju is located in the easternmost part of Huangmen Pavilion. After passing Zhuanyangju, you will reach Zhuanting. Therefore, the distance between the two sides is only more than ten miles, and you can see the light of the sky from a distance.
Zhuoyangju was already a sea of fire. Under the cover of night, Cao Ren led two hundred soldiers to raid the village and killed many people in the east of the village.
The first to suffer was a family at the east end of the village. Because it was closest to the bridge, ten guards rushed in and killed them arbitrarily. The torches illuminated the expressionless faces of Cao Jun soldiers. Some of them were ordinary-looking, some were honest-looking, and some were kind-hearted.
Some smiles are very heart-warming.
But at this moment, they all turned into ferocious murderous demons, with blood staining their bodies without even blinking, and kept waving the butcher knives in their hands.
There is no brutal decomposition of the body or unnecessary movements, he hits the vital points with skillful techniques, and at most one more blow to make sure the opponent is dead before leaving immediately, just like an old butcher in a slaughterhouse, everything is based on killing efficiency.
Cao Ren ordered the soldiers to block all the escape exits, and sent people to crouch around to prevent fish that slipped through the net from escaping. He personally led forty people straight to Shen Min's house. By this time, Shen Min had also been alerted.
The dogs in the whole village were barking, and the screams from nearby neighbors were endless. Shen Min quickly asked his wife and children to hide in the cellar, while he hurriedly went out to check with a rake in his hand.
As a result, he met Cao Jun before he even went out. With the light coming from the main room of Shen Min's house, Cao Ren had already spotted him first. He held the sword in his hand like lightning and struck Shen Min with a knife before he could see clearly what was going on outside.
Hacked to death.
Blood spurted out, and severe pain emerged. Shen Min wanted to cover the stab wound on his chest, but Cao Ren kicked him down and patched up his neck severely. The artery was like a burst water pipe.
Like gushing.
After killing the middle-aged man in front of him, Cao Ren waved his hand and said: "Surround the house and don't let anyone go."
"Yes, General!"
The soldiers around him surrounded the house, and the rest followed Cao Ren into the house to search for the target.
At Shen Chen's home nearby, he had already heard the noise outside.
In a daze, I got up from the bed, walked to the yard, climbed up through a ladder next to the rammed earth wall, and stuck my head out from behind the wall.
Then he saw more than ten people in the yard of Uncle Qi's house next door, which was only about 20 meters away. The leader raised his knife and chopped down Uncle Qi who rushed out of the house.
On the ground.
At that moment, Shen Chen's eyes widened and his whole body trembled. Even in the eighth year after time travel, this was the first time that he felt the cruelty of war and the threat of death.
He covered his mouth tightly, trying not to make a sound, and then slowly and tremblingly climbed down the ladder. When he finally stepped on the ground, he began to crawl toward the main room.
Passing through the atrium is the backyard woodshed and kitchen. The backyard is a vegetable field. There is a back door that leads directly to the back mountain, but footsteps can be vaguely heard from outside the backyard wall, and Shen Chen does not dare to open the door to look.
He glanced around and saw the dog hole in the southeast corner of the wall in the moonlight. His family had a dog before, but later the dog was stolen and eaten by people from other villages, and he never kept another dog.
Not caring about anything else at this time, Shen Chen quickly trotted to the dog hole, lay down and began to crawl outside.
The fragrance of the green grass in the mud came to his nostrils with the choking smell of dung, which was nauseating, but he didn't care about it, and his whole body squirmed outside like a silkworm.
Fortunately, Shen Chen was relatively small in height and body, so he managed to get through the dog hole smoothly. Outside was a ditch with weeds growing on both sides.
Looking around, luckily there was no one there. Shen Chen hurriedly climbed over the ditch and got into the grass. A little further ahead was the mountain behind.
But just as he was about to run into the mountains, the sound of demonic footsteps and low voices stopped Shen Chen like thunder.
Exactly at this time!
Shen Chen was so anxious that he almost cried, but he had no choice but to hold back and keep silent, lying half of his body in the wild grass and basil, not daring to move.
Fortunately, his father Shen Zhen only went to the back mountain to chop firewood on weekdays and rarely cleaned the wild grass outside the backyard wall. In addition, the sky was dark, so he was covered up and no one discovered him.
"Captain, why did we come so far to massacre this village?"
After a long silence, the two soldiers who were assigned to guard the backyard started talking. Surprisingly, they had a Qingzhou accent. Shen Chen had heard many Qingzhou people from Langya speak before.
"Just follow the general's instructions. There is no need to ask so many questions."
The corps commander's voice was relatively cold. To them, killing was no longer cruel and bloodthirsty, but a kind of numbness and routine.
"yes."
The soldier responded softly and squatted in the corner to rest for a while. They set out from Xiangben County to Huangmen Pavilion for more than 40 miles, almost fifteen kilometers. They walked for more than an hour and never had time to take a good rest. My legs are still a little sore now.
The massacre around them continued, with screams and various crashing sounds. Ten soldiers per household were more than enough to surround them. Even Shen Chen's house soon began to hear the sounds of turning and searching.
The soldier stared boredly at the ditch in front of him. This ditch was the convergence of a small stream flowing from the back mountain and extended all the way to the backyard of Shen Chen's house.
Several nearby companies used water from this ditch to water their vegetable fields. The soldier felt a little thirsty, so he crouched down to get some water to drink.
Suddenly, there was a rustling sound in their ears, and the team leader and soldiers immediately became alert, gripped their weapons and looked around.
In the grass, Shen Chen's heart suddenly tightened, because he saw a huge mouse crawling out of its burrow and nest about one meter away in front of his eyes, and began to search around for food, making a chirping sound.
The soldier crossed the ditch and walked towards the grass. The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Shen Chen could even feel the shadow covering his head, and the basil in front of him was shaking constantly.
A large amount of sweat slowly dripped from Shen Chen's forehead. He opened his eyes wide and stared at the grass in front of him. His legs were tense, ready to run away at any time.
"Dudududu."
Almost when a pair of thighs were less than one meter away from Shen Chen's face, a sharp whistle sounded.
The soldier's eyes roamed the ground, and when he saw the fat rat swishing through the grass, he was immediately relieved and turned to say, "Captain, it's a rat."
"Well, let's gather."
The corps commander waved his hand. They were a small team of ten, with one chief and two corps commanders. The whistle came from the chief to assemble.
The two of them turned around and left. Among the grass, Shen Chen's back was soaked with sweat, and the water could be squeezed out.