Seventy miles to the west, to the east of Gong County, is a large area of virgin forest that is still lush but slightly withered.
This county has beautiful mountains and clear waters. To the east and south are several branches of the Songshan Mountains. Hidden among the high mountains and ridges are beacon towers, one every one thousand to one thousand three hundred meters, stretching from the Hulao area.
At this point, it was built on rammed earth on the plain, and continued westward towards Luoyang.
To the northwest is the vast 200-mile Luoyang Plain. The clear and gentle Luoshui River bypasses the county seat and reaches the foot of the northern end of the mountain range. From there, it flows northward and merges into the mighty Yellow River. The good water conservancy conditions ensure that the area along the river will not suffer from hunger and cold...if no one is in trouble.
if.
The golden morning light falls from the mountains to the east. The beacon towers in the mountains are as shining and beautiful as pearl necklaces. The winding Luoshui water surface is even more sparkling. Unknown water birds circle the pier to the east of the county. Fishermen's houses
Smoke curled up from some fishing boats anchored in the middle of the water.
But a small village on the south bank has lost its popularity. Under the supervision of a hundred-man Xiliang soldier holding a crossbow and a knife, more than a thousand people, carrying their luggage in carts, left their hometown in tears. They were driven away ruthlessly.
Moved to Chang'an in the west.
Like the roads in various counties and counties within a 200-mile radius of Luoyang at this time, this official road by the Luoshui River was also crowded with villagers, carrying large and small bags, and bringing their children with them, from village to village.
They were forced to migrate by infantry, cavalry, swords and guns.
Human beings have created a huge wave of refugees out of thin air...
What should they do if the crops in the fields are not harvested? How will they live when they arrive in Chang'an? Are there adequate arrangements for water conservancy and land use? Even in midsummer, when there is no harvest, how can they survive if they eat up all the stored grain on the road?
Or... I didn't even consider letting them survive.
On the migration journey, most women were closely protected by their husbands, brothers and family members. Young and pretty young women and girls deliberately painted their faces in gray to avoid prying eyes, but there were always a few widows who had no one to protect them, or who had been aborted.
The woman who was separated from her family in the chaos was pulled and teased by Xiliang soldiers. If she hadn't been in charge of military affairs during the day, something might have happened.
But even so, they would most likely not be able to escape being insulted when they set up camp at night... When some young and strong villagers thought of this section, their eyes flashed with anger, and they couldn't help but clenched their knives, with the intent to kill.
The school lieutenant who was leading the guard a little further away and a few of his cronies winked and signaled to remember these people, clenched the big yellow crossbow in their hands, sneered, and hinted.
"The Grand Master has ordered us to move to Chang'an."
"If you don't resist on the road, how can we be happy? We have to force you to rebel, so that we can legitimately take possession of your cattle, sheep, property... and women."
"The Grand Master and the higher-ups in the army have their own way of getting rich, and they are all the coveted beauties in the palace. It's rare for us soldiers to make a fortune, why don't we get some soup to drink?"
"Just treat it as your road money to Chang'an..."
"I'll gather up with the teams driven by friendly forces later, and wait until nightfall... then... hey...
At this time, during the secret discussion, I heard the sound of water. In recent days, the wind in Hulao Pass has become increasingly fierce, and all the soldiers couldn't help but look back with vigilance.
There was nothing at first glance. They all laughed and shook their heads: "Although Liu Da'er is ferocious, if he wants to break through the barrier and reach here in ten days, it will not be so easy."
"That's right, after these few days, grandpa has fished a lot, and it feels good. It's long been... what is that?"
The bow of a red chilong pierced the shadow on the side of the mountain, showing its ferocious appearance.
Mountains to the north and water to the south are cloudy, clinging to the shadows of mountains and primeval forests. A huge fleet came from afar to avoid the wind from the lower reaches. Many fishing boats were dodging to avoid being swept into the waves and capsized, while the towering flagship was already on the way.
The sails slowly lowered on the waterside pier, docked, and anchored. A fiery red and majestic lightning flashed from the bow of the ship, which couldn't wait to jump down. Finally, it touched the ground and let it neigh with joy...
Guan Yu soothed the horse's neck and mane. Yesterday, the navy deliberately made a move to the upper reaches of the Yellow River to attack Mengjin Port in the north of Luoyang City. However, they turned off the lights at night and only contacted the magicians to rush down to Luoshui. Although they successfully deceived the section near Luoshui.
Beacon tower, but night sailing is also really difficult for the soldiers.
Immediately after it, the pedals were lowered one by one, and many cavalrymen led their horses off the deck and rushed up to follow it. Everything was silent, and they also wanted to rush into Gongxian City and avoid the attention of the beacon tower on the other side of the mountain.
"The town of Gong County is just ahead, around a mountain. It's less than five miles away. Wait...general, look there." A general from Luoyang pointed to the group of Xiliang troops in front.
He was good at martial arts. He could hear the captain and his cronies whispering plans from a hundred steps away, and he couldn't help but be frightened and angry...
Guan Yu heard this and waved his hands gloomily: "Go and kill them all, don't let them escape and spread the news."
After hearing this, the general was overjoyed: "Yes"
He immediately led a group of cavalry and rushed forward.
"No, run away." This small group of Xiliang soldiers sped up to drive away the people, and some even directly killed people, creating chaos and trying to block the road.
Holding the crossbow and setting up an arrow for the first captain, he ran and shouted: "Escape from the cavalry and run to the mountain road to inform the people at the beacon tower on the mountain..."
"Huh?" Guan Yu's eyes narrowed, and the red rabbit horse speeded up instantly. After a few breaths, he faced the man's frightened face, and with a quick swing of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, he cut the man in half with his crossbow and the blood fountain.
gushing.
Seeing this, the "killing" general was even more merciless. The cavalry swarmed up and killed these Xiliang soldiers one after another. Within a moment, the blood stained this midsummer morning red.
Some children began to cry, and their mouths were covered by their mothers or sisters. The women who were insulted earlier also cried, but they bowed down regardless: "I thank you, General, for your kindness..."
"Let's go over there," Guan Yu looked at these gloomily and said.
This was just a small dock for civilian use. Many small boats with shallow water did not compete with the big ships for berths. Yu Jian leaned on the shore near the official road. Five thousand cavalry set off in full, and it was crowded with people.
Pedestrians drove the bullock carts to the side of the road to avoid the cavalry. Some young men clenched their hatchets defensively and stared at this group of troops who came from nowhere.
When the first few old men came out with sticks, they looked at the flag with the character Liu slowly appearing on the dock. They realized something unbelievable. They looked at each other and said, "Are they Liu Shijun's soldiers?"
The composition of the Liu family's army was extremely complicated, and they existed from all over the world. A group of cavalry soldiers passed by and there happened to be several good family members from Luoyang. At this time, they laughed and responded with the same Luoyang accent: "We are soldiers of the Han family serving the Queen Mother and
Liu Shijun ordered us to rescue Luoyang."
When the war is in chaos, the soldiers who stand on their side always give people a sense of security. A young girl gathered up her skirt and boldly stepped forward and asked: "Where in Luoyang is your husband from?"
"Liu Shijun is coming in person?" A villager stood on tiptoe and looked behind him, but there was no sign of the state pastoral flag. He also looked at Guan Yu who had already run away in front of him: "Isn't this red-faced general... Two years ago, a refugee camp was set up in the eastern suburbs. The little old man went there.
I met Liu Shijun when I picked up my cousin who was fleeing famine, and said a few words..."
"It'll be there soon."
An elegant-looking officer Yu Jian replied, in fact, the night flight control had just ended, and it required two interrogation transfers seventy miles away from Hulao Pass. The army had not received any news about Hulao Pass, but this kind of fair propaganda was also a kind of propaganda.
Political offensive.
He didn't care whether the villagers believed it or not, and said: "You should not return to your hometown for the time being to avoid being defeated later. First, go to Gong County to take shelter..."
Most of the people believed this statement. Thousands of cavalry troops were seen sweeping past and rushing towards the county seat not far away, leaving a group of relocated villagers stopped on the roadside and talking among themselves: "
Didn’t you hear that we just gathered troops to form an alliance? We broke the tiger prison so quickly?"
"Maybe it's not broken. This one was transported by water..."
Some young people with shining eyes gathered around the villagers and asked: "Have you really seen Liu Shijun? What does he look like? Is it said that he is eight feet tall, eight feet in waist, and has the dragon mark on his chest..."
The village elder banged his nephew with his cane: "What nonsense are you talking about? It's fire dragon energy and not a tattoo. I want you to listen less to the storytellers and listen more to the teacher's lectures... I told you before that you still didn't believe it. Liu Shi
You are a young man with fair face and square ears, quite gentle and humble. Well, you were only twenty-seven or eighty-year-old at that time. Now you should be in your thirties... It's good to be established."
The villager immediately stopped talking, wiped his eyes and looked at the new changes on the dock.
After the cavalry on the deck passed by on the pier, a large number of archers rushed to the shore from the bilges, small boats and even pulled sheepskin rafts, forming a huge battle group. They stopped and slowly advanced along the official road along the waterside, even if they remained silent in the face of the battle.
, also has an indescribable power of its own.
This was a display of strict military discipline, which moved everyone who saw it. How long has it been since Gyeonggi has seen such a strict military?
"This is Master Wang..."
"The death of Thief Dong has come..."
"The Queen Mother must make Liu Shijun the emperor..."
"That's for sure. In the past, Emperor Guangwu took Luoyang as his capital at the age of thirty, and now Liu Shijun does the same, so he established himself at thirty... This is destiny."
In the distance of the villagers' sight, a red shadow like lightning had already crossed the bend at the foot of the mountain. Some young people thought for a moment, then resolutely stuffed the packages with their parents or brothers and chased after them: "I want to join the army."
On the other side of the mountain, a thunderous sound caused a group of moving pedestrians to avoid the official road. I saw the red shadow turning around the foot of the mountain and quickly rushing to only one mile away from the county seat. The Xiliang garrison patrolling the city wall had not yet arrived.
When I came back to my senses, I looked at each one with eyes wide open...
"Red...Red Rabbit..." A black-armored general murmured and recognized the red shadow, and then he suddenly realized that this peerless BMW was no longer a major general. Instead, he was the one who had shocked Guanzhong after two years of fierce fighting in Hulao.
Character——Guan Yunchang
"The enemy attacked at the city gate..."
"Boom -" The sword light exploded, slashing at the two city gates that were slowly closing. Red Rabbit roared and exerted his strength, rushing into the open gap against the push of more than a dozen people inside, with a slender and cold
In his eyes, the full moon-like sword light rose, and in a blink of an eye, it turned blood red.
Fierce and mighty
The black-armored general was shocked. He saw the smoke and dust appearing at the foot of the mountain in the distance. He knew that cavalry was coming quickly. Yesterday, he had ordered to guard against Guan Yu's navy. There were two thousand cavalry gathered in the city. How could he have expected it?
He came so quickly that he didn't even have time to close the city gate?
"What should we do, general?" a close acquaintance shouted urgently. Twenty or thirty of the hundred soldiers at the city gate were beheaded at once, and they were on the verge of collapse.
The black-armored general gritted his teeth and led his soldiers to rush down the city, shouting and gathering hundreds of soldiers: "He is surrounded and killed by himself -"
With a "pop", the head flew up.
The black-armored general felt the sky and the earth spinning, and a red shadow rushed past the headless body. It was unbelievable... Wasn't it just thirty steps away, where were the soldiers blocking him?
"We are willing to surrender——" A large number of these city gate soldiers knelt and shouted, but after more than ten of them were killed, they collapsed. Guan Yuli ignored them and only held the city gate, scanning the suspicious enemies with slightly opened eyes.
Staring at the ten Taiping Taoist priests who appeared on the street corner: "The Tao of Thieves"
This is...a true martial artist...Guan Yu
The Taoist priest who led the team was horrified. He waved his hand and a light flashed by, and in the blink of an eye he was gone.