After a while, the rain gradually stopped, and soon a bright moon rose, shining soft moonlight through the sparse shadows of the trees.
Yu Fan's face was ashen, he looked at the battlefield in the distance, and then looked up at the moon.
Mr. Kou walked over gently and asked: "Master?"
"How is the situation?" Yu Fan asked.
The first general said: "The last general saw from a distance just now that Lu Bu's thousand cavalry are all gone."
Yu Fan couldn't help but feel his heart sink after hearing this, and glanced at Mr. Kou secretly. Mr. Kou didn't look away and only touched Yu Fan's elbow. Yu Fan understood, calmed down, and asked: "How many people are left on the other side?"
?Is the general damaged?"
"The general doesn't seem to be damaged. I saw that this one originally had about 1,500, but now there are still 1,000 left.
"A thousand? Killed the most powerful army and generals in Xiliang, and there are still a thousand? I don't believe it." Yu Fan almost said these words.
At this time, someone bowed to Yu Fan and said, "Do you want to fight again?"
Yu Fan looked at it and saw that everyone was avoiding it. A thousand people had gathered this time, which was more than enough to deal with Ye Qing. He didn't want this Liao Tu to bring 1,500 people and change the overall situation.
At this time, I have no confidence in fighting hard. Even if I can win, how much will I have left?
On this point, attacking is no longer advisable.
Yu Fan's eyes darkened, he thought for a long time, and said: "Forget it, let's withdraw."
As soon as these words came out of my mouth, I felt empty inside.
Not long after Yu Fan withdrew, it was bright and clear, and the sound of killings at night was so loud that many people did not dare to go out. At this time, they all trembled and came out to check. At a glance, they saw piles of corpses and Qiang soldiers, and they quickly closed the door.
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When Dong Zhuo arrived with his army, he was faced with layers upon layers of corpses, but there were no armor or weapons on the corpses. There were many horses killed in battle, but most of them were missing.
When the "general" saw Dong Zhuo appear, the Qiang soldiers stumbled out in front of the formation, kowtowed and carried a corpse.
"General, Lu Bu died in the battle." Li Ru stepped forward to check, then came back and said, "Also, these soldiers have all cut off their big toes and thumbs."
The muscles on Dong Zhuo's face twitched, and he felt a twinge in his heart. These thousand Xiliang soldiers, his own direct troops, were destined to no longer be able to fight on horseback, or even do heavy work.
Already obsolete.
The soldiers were crying like ghosts, and the high-spirited Lu Fengxian ended up like this. The Xiliang army was filled with angry anger: "I must avenge the young general."
Having lost their general, they are still escaping the blame. The Qiang soldiers endured the severe pain, held up the halberd painted in the sky, and cried sadly: "General, the young general will fight to the end, and would rather die than surrender."
"Ah... I will honor my son -" Dong Zhuo was moved, and tears squeezed out of his fat eyes: "Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety have only served the emperor. If my son treats me like this, I, Dong Zhuo, swear that I will take the heads of Liu Bei's entire clan.
"Sacrifice you"
Some heroes who followed with their personal guards to watch the fun, including people from the main world, all looked at each other in shock after hearing this: "Since ancient times, the only way to be loyal and filial is to serve the first?"
I wanted to laugh a little, but I held it back and communicated privately: "Isn't this Lu Bu, the slave of the third surname? Is there something wrong?"
"Haha, Dong Zhuo's tears..."
"...Liu Bei is so cruel. These hundreds of Qiang soldiers have their big toes and thumbs cut off. They can no longer become soldiers. It takes a lot of food to feed them, but killing them will also lose their prestige...so cruel."
Someone was discussing.
These people gathered in a corner. Although each branch had a small number of people, together they formed a group of their own. They compromised on the surface with Dong Zhuo, and all of them were banned from official positions...
It's funny to say that I failed to climb up the ranks before, so I would have returned empty-handed. I didn't expect that when Dong Zhuo came, he made many appointments and made wishes, basically rising one and a half levels.
"You really don't feel bad for selling your father's land and don't take the luck of the Han family seriously..."
For these people, after getting the official position, some are considering speculating again, while most of them have heard some rumors and are ready to stop and go home safely.
At this time, the imperial army was out of control and the minister was unarmed. Then he regretted that he should not have allowed Yuan Shao to clean up the eunuchs. Now he could only hang beside Dong Zhuo. Someone reminded: "Dong Gong, be careful what you say..."
"Hmm -" Dong Zhuo snorted and stared at the official, his little eyes filled with ice.
It’s just a matter of losing Lu Bu, it’s just a matter of losing the Red Rabbit and Horse, it’s just a matter of the subordinates secretly reporting that the beauty of the Wang family, Diao Chan, is missing, the key is that I own three thousand Xiliang troops, accumulated over many years, they are the core of the army expansion.
Even if all the remaining troops from the Hedong camp were transferred back, they would only be worth 3,000 people. A thousand people would be lost and their vitality would be severely damaged.
But at this moment, I could only cry and sacrifice this good-for-nothing adopted son. I was holding an evil fire in my heart, and I immediately released it to this person: "What's wrong with what I said?"
The murderous intention was suppressed. The man wiped his sweat and secretly regretted it. At this time, if he took even half a step, he would die. He could only bite the bullet and said: "Liu Bei has just entered the genealogy and is of the royal family... and the young general attacked first..."
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"..." Dong Zhuo's evil fire arose again, but he could only suppress it, and all the soldiers looked at each other speechlessly.
At this time, the Young Emperor was still there, and the Queen Mother He was still there. Although the palace was cleared once, the dragon spirit was greatly damaged, and the court's arrogance had not yet fallen, but there was a kind of inertial deterrence.
The people standing here are all the original Northern Army. Who dares to ignore the Han Dynasty now?
Dong Zhuo might have dared to lose a thousand Xiliang soldiers at this time, but it was different. He snorted and ignored these people. He turned around and unloaded the fake rams on the carriage. He hurriedly grabbed Li Ru secretly and said: "Strategic Advisor, Military Advisor."
, where are all the sons and daughters?”
Li Ru held a secret letter in his hand and said in a low voice: "My lord, don't be anxious. Ten thousand reinforcements have arrived. They are already fifty miles west of the city. They will arrive in less than a day."
"Okay, don't enter the city, just go to meet up..." Dong Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, and said hurriedly: "If you press again, all the remaining Hedong camps will be pulled up, and the Xiliang Qiang soldiers will be rushed over at full speed. The Xiliang Qiang soldiers will also be summoned."
Li Ru tried his best to persuade him: "My lord, if we have an army of 30,000 to 50,000 people, I'm afraid the money and food in Luoyang city won't be able to support it for a while."
"I can't care about that much anymore..." Dong Zhuo said coldly, staring at the prosperous Luoyang City in the distance with a gloomy gaze: "With this city, I don't know how many wealthy households are still worried about not having money and food?"
"This..." Li Ru broke out in a cold sweat. He was terrified. He really wanted to wipe out the ground, or even send troops to sack the city. He was the mastermind of this, and he was afraid that he would not end well in the end...
Wang Yun stared at Lu Bu at this time, his eyes a little gloomy. Seeing everyone returning, he tacitly agreed not to mention pursuit. He snorted, but ordered: "Let's rush over."
After this incident, Wang Ling did not go far away. He followed him and asked in surprise: "Uncle?"
"Humph, Liu Bei killed the generals of the imperial court without the permission of the imperial court." Wang Yun's voice trembled: "How can we turn things around now, and how can we explain to the imperial court?"
"If everyone doesn't chase us, we'll catch up on our own."
At that moment, more than a dozen horsemen rode in the mud and chased after them. They ran for a day and a night before they caught up with the military camp. Wang Yun didn't say a word, but Wang Ling went over and shouted loudly: "I am Wang Ling, are you here, Mr. Xuande?"
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"I'm here." Ye Qing came out of the camp. When he saw Wang Ling, he smiled and bowed to Wang Yun: "I've seen the prince, let's go in and talk."
After saying this, they distanced themselves, and Wang Yun went over. Seeing a military camp with many horses, he pulled a cart, and there were wounded people inside.
Just look carefully and find that there are about 1,100 people active now, and about 200 people are seriously injured. One thousand Xiliang troops were killed, Liu Bei was beheaded, and only 200 died?
"How to explain to the court? Lu Bu is the court official, and I am still a clan member, Tinghou."
"Lü Bu and the following will be punished if they offend. Moreover, most of them are Qiang people, who are not of my race, so their minds must be different..." Ye Qing said with a sneer.
Just listening to these words, Wang Yun's face turned livid, and he stared at Zhang Liao: "Wen Yuan, what do you mean?
Zhang Liao respectfully handed over his hand: "I am acting on the orders of Duke Xuande, and I hope Wang Gonghai is happy."
"Humph" Wang Yun pointed, speechless. These two were both thieves. Only then did he understand what it felt like to meet soldiers in troubled times.
Ye Qing turned a blind eye and said: "These three thousand troops are Dong Zhuo's direct descendants. If we prepare to kill a thousand, they will be able to overwhelm Dong Zhuo for a period of time. We will recruit troops from the Hanoi camp and even the Xiliang Qiang people thousands of miles away. Several more troops will be recruited."
In a month or even half a year, you can prepare for a rainy day."
Speak sincerely and tell your own truth.
"You!" Wang Yun couldn't stand listening anymore and shouted angrily: "This is your personal benefit for Liu Bei. Where do you put the imperial court?"
"The imperial court?" Ye Qing looked at Wang Yun with indifferent eyes.
As soon as Lu Bu died, the remaining half of Wang Yun's green energy quickly dissipated, and he suddenly realized that he had lost the best target for the serial plan, his plan was blocked, and he had no chance. Perhaps this was the real reason for Wang Yun's excitement.
reason?
At that moment, he said: "The imperial court belongs to my Liu family. They say they are upright and upright, but I only see that Dong Zhuo wants to abolish the establishment and desecrate the sacred artifacts of the country. None of the princes in the court dare to argue."
These words were spoken mercilessly. After hearing this, Wang Yun's face turned blue and white, but he could not refute.
Seeing this, Ye Qing sighed and asked seriously: "What is the prince going to do next? Is he going to use a series of honey traps to send flattery, gold, silver, and daughters in order to find an opportunity to alienate him?"
Following Ye Qing's question, Diao Chan, who came over at some point, raised her head and looked at Wang Yun: "Father?"
She already knew the history from "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", but she still had an urge to ask it herself... It was not a righteous act of "Diao Chan worshiping the moon" that was caught by the master, but the layout from beginning to end?
Wang Yun didn't look at her, but he didn't deny it: "For the sake of justice, these are all..."
Diao Chan's eyes dimmed. Wang Yun didn't notice it and just frowned. This plan was decided on a whim a few days ago. How did he know?
Ye Qing glanced at Diao Chan and had a strange reaction to her.
Ye Qing said without any speculation, "Your Majesty, please think about it again and prepare to take your leave."
Then he casually called out: "Cicada, come with me."
Wang Yun stared at his adopted daughter, while Diao Chan lowered her head silently. Her face could not be seen clearly under the veil, and she knelt on the ground and bowed: "My daughter thanks my adoptive father for his great kindness. I will surely live up to the kindness of raising him in the future..."
"You go away," Wang Yun said angrily, and then said to Zhang Liao, "You all go away."
Nephew Wang Ling quietly advised: "Uncle..."
Ye Qing laughed, this young man was much easier to talk to than his uncle.
Wang Ling was both civil and military. He was recruited by Cao Cao as a vassal of the prime minister in his early years. Together with Cao Cao, he completed the "Collected Notes on the Art of War" by Sun Tzu. He was first-class in managing the people and the army. He worked with Zhang Liao for a long time to fight against the Soochow Group. He was promoted to Sikong at the age of 80.
He was also deeply feared by Sima Yi.
When Sima Yi killed Cao Shuang and controlled the cowardly Wei Emperor Cao Fang, Wang Ling and his nephew Linghu Yu all gathered a large number of troops and planned to depose the emperor and replace the king of Chu with Cao Biao. However, they failed because Linghu Yu suddenly died of illness. In order to prevent the people of the state under their jurisdiction from being destroyed.
He committed suicide by taking poison due to the flames of war. Before his death, he was only loyal to the Cao Wei Group... This stubbornness was the same as that of Wang Yun.
The strong popular sentiment of the Pre-Qin Dynasty dissipated, heroes like Cao Liusun and others passed away, the glorious curtain of the Three Kingdoms came to an end, and the entire society entered the Middle Ages...
"The situation is surging, who can stop it?" Ye Qing sighed.
Wang Ling was startled and stared at Liu Bei: "Why did Mr. Xuande say this?"
"I just lament how difficult people's livelihood is..."
Wang Ling did not ask further questions, and just said: "If you forgive me, Mr. Xuande, Ling will take his uncle and leave now."
"please"
The autumn wind blew, and it was desolate and extremely cool. On a carriage, Wang Yun stared at the blue sky. Many things passed through his heart, and finally he felt empty again.
With a long sigh, Wang Yun closed the curtain, and he looked much older...