Half a mile from the palace, a flash of light flashed, and a figure fell, blending into the crowd, attached to a carriage, and exited the city gate.
There were no accidents this time, and the person who responded was quickly found in the western suburbs.
The maid Ying'er happily lowered her voice: "Have you met the master, madam and young cousin?"
"Don't call me Master, I was so sick that I almost vomited..." Diao Chan looked a little embarrassed. Seeing that the maid was puzzled, she didn't explain.
Luoyang has been in chaos for the past two years. Dong Zhuo's promiscuity was banned from the palace, and he gave concubines in the palace and the family members of important officials who ransacked their homes as a sign of win over. The Xiliang army followed suit.
People's minds are chaotic, and those who are pure cannot tolerate the turbidity. Many people defile themselves in order not to be cleansed. In addition, this kind of thing often happens in the aristocratic circles.
Diao Chan controls the secret espionage system of thousands of people. She has heard about some of it, but she never expected to meet: "This man, I am his sister..."
Living under someone else's roof has its own way of survival. Without a home and no strength, you can only use your beauty to help achieve something. When she was a girl, Diao Chan was very familiar with the means of getting things right and left.
But who likes to be duckweed?
She actually rejected this kind of thing in her heart, but unexpectedly, after many years, there was still a brother who was thinking about her, and even finally had the intention to make a move.
"If she is not her biological daughter, no matter how good the treatment is, it is only on the surface, and she is still the same as a plaything in essence?" Diao Chan secretly felt chilled.
It's a pity that she is no longer the little girl who relied on others in the past. Her Tao skills are enough to survive in troubled times, and she has the support of her master. She is far more than just the Wang family in the city.
"I really don't know what happened to this brother in the past two years, forget it... I'm not interested in knowing." Diao Chan looked at Luoyang and smiled regretfully.
Although Ying'er didn't know what her young lady was thinking, she looked at her face and said, "Miss, let's go. It's safe in the military."
"You girl, now you know the benefits?" Diao Chan laughed. She practiced Taoism and was not afraid of ambushes, but she didn't want to stay any longer.
He galloped back to the army all the way. Although the official road was crowded with people, people kept coming to help him along the way until he caught up with the 30,000-man army.
Seeing the banner of Yuzhou Mufu, which symbolized the arrival of her lord, Diao Chan breathed a sigh of relief and walked straight forward.
Jiang Chen was wearing armor and full of heroic aura. He looked over from his horse with a serious look on his face: "How is the situation in the city?"
"Other places are fine, but Wang Yun's side is not ideal." Diao Chan took off her cloak, gave a brief report on the military situation, and concluded: "Dong Zhuo has shown signs of transferring his main force to the east, and various channels have shown this.
But in order to guard against strategic deception, it is best to wait for confirmation that the army has left the city."
"You're right, military affairs are a matter of life and death, so you can't be careless."
Jiang Chen thought carefully, asked someone to bring up a small sand table, and temporarily adjusted the layout: "Let's arrange it like this first, and then wait for further confirmation of the military situation."
As he spoke, he turned to look at the generals who were waiting for military orders: "Thieves Dong are currently stretched thin. The only strategic choices they can make are to go east, west, or stick to their guns... There are three ways to go back and forth, and we can deal with them all."
The accompanying generals all nodded and exchanged words: "Everything is as expected..."
"As soon as the army moves, Luoyang will soon fall into our hands, and no one can stop it."
Jiang Chen issued a gag order and waved for everyone to go down, but he was not so optimistic: "If Dong Zhuo really goes eastward, I'm afraid those two will fall out and my lord may be in danger. Miss Cicada, please contact my lord again and report to Luoyang
The situation...Miss Cicada?"
He was startled and turned around to look, and what he saw was a stunning sight.
The woman riding on the horse was dressed in plain clothes and a black robe. Although the veil was half-covered, it could still be seen that she was a stunning beauty, or that beauty could change a woman. As soon as my younger sister came to earth, even her elder brother felt a little strange.
Jiang Chen frowned as he looked at her. His aesthetic sense was a bit rough. He felt that Jiang Zinan was more approachable when he was still on the ground. At least he had the characteristics of the Jiang family, giving him a sense of familiarity connected by blood.
But seeing her radiance at this time, with the strange phoenix-winged snake pattern, really made him feel strange - calling her Miss Chan was a rule from the beginning, and she was not allowed to call people on the ground by their real names underground, so as not to be plotted against.
But at this moment, her eyes were gloomy, as if she was sighing with emotion. Jiang Chen shook his head. He didn't think about these women's affairs at first, but when it came to his sister, he paid more attention to them. He arranged a soundproof array and said, "Zinan, are you still here?"
Are you worried about the common people? Some casualties are inevitable, even if the lord enters the customs earlier, the casualty ratio of one-twentieth is already good..."
Diao Chan didn't agree much with this brother's words. She nodded politely to this kind of concern, or she was disgusted by another brother, or the tragic scenes she saw along the way continued to happen, and her mood did not improve.
...These cold-blooded casualties were all her living tribesmen.
Jiang Chen has a headache. He has good vision, but he is not a person who is good at expressing himself. Moreover, this cousin has a special status with the lord. Thanks to her to send his father's spirit home, he has the chance to be jointly selected by the lord, but he can't
He scolded her for pretending to be her brother.
But as a relative connected by blood, he still couldn't help but give a few more words of concern: "Zi Nan, please remember that compassion is normal, but we are people on earth..."
Diao Chan listened silently, with a confused and complicated expression due to the contrast between her identities. The resources of the Universiade prevented her from falling into dormancy. The emotional memories that touched Jiang Zinan also emerged, and some long-lost perspectives brought new feelings.
The reason why people on earth regard the change of chaos as ordinary is because there have been so many disasters in millions of years. There are dozens of large and small disasters, not to mention the ordinary changes of dynasties. The blood shed by the people of the world for this has the true meaning.
It can flood the ocean, accumulate dark sides and even create the historical battlefields of more than 200 states and countries. This is also a cruel atmosphere.
"Let's talk about things, in fact, the life of this dynasty is not too short. It was six hundred years in the Shang Dynasty, eight hundred years in the Zhou Dynasty, and four hundred years in the Han Dynasty... The destruction of the country and the family have happened since ancient times. The confrontation of group positions and forces has made the love between children no longer possible.
Rong Chu, I understand these."
The army set off again, with carriages and horses rumbling, flags flying high, and countless migrant people following nearby, bringing the old and supporting the young, just like the ups and downs of the Han Dynasty in the long time... Will this journey have an end?
Diao Chan sat on the horse and looked calmly at her clansmen, and then looked back at ancient Luoyang, accumulating the grief, anger, pain, and regret she had experienced in these many days, which gave her some new insights in her heart.
Huaxia, Hua means flowers, and Xia means facing south.
In ancient times, the south was the source of life, the north was the source of death, and winter and summer were derived. The ancestors named their tribe after the simplest expectations... a gorgeous flower that never ceases to grow.
Flowers always wither, the stage always ends, and the endless journey is destined to be long and arduous. This may be the wish of people to seek immortality, and the emperor to seek eternal succession for his country.
"If you are ordered by heaven, you will live forever... Unless the five heavenly emperors on earth ascend to heaven, who will really realize it?"
Diao Chan felt a little sad, feeling that the righteousness of her family and country were empty words in the face of a long period of time.
But then I think about it, the specific life has meaning for the individual. The sacrifice of the deceased has become glorious, whether it is bearing destiny, whether it is repaying the grace of creation, whether it is revenge, or guilt.
Isn't Diao Chan's life just preparing for this moment of reward?
But Hulao Pass was broken, and the man who could break his fate still appeared.
Diao Chan suddenly remembered her lord's advice: "I hope to see you by my side in the sunshine tomorrow morning.
When she first heard about it, she thought it was a tease. Diao Chan remembers that she thought it was funny at the time, but now that she thinks about it carefully, she almost sheds tears.
The sound of scout horses' hooves was heard in the distance, accompanied by urgent news: "Report - Dong Zhuo has led an army of 150,000 people out of the city to the east. Except for the detachments that drove away the people everywhere, there are only less than 20,000 defenders left in the city..."
"Let's set up camp and rest for an hour. After nightfall, we will return to attack Luoyang." Jiang Chen's voice came from not far away: "Even if we can't break through Luoyang, as long as we contain Luoyang, we will have great achievements."
"Thirty thousand soldiers will be drawn out and ten thousand can fight, and others will protect the people and rush to a safe place."
Diao Chan smiled slightly and cooperated to spread the order to Wuli, only to hear the whole army respond with a roar.
Excluding the 1,000 soldiers from the old camp, the number of old soldiers from Hebei who came to watch the flag was 5,000. After hearing the news, the number of Luoyang martyrs who flocked to participate in the riot reached 30,000... This is the limit of the strength that the rebel army can gather. After many years of preparation, it will arrive at this moment.
After reaching the peak, it must quickly deliver its fatal blow before its strength fails.
"My lord, there is a huge army there, but Luoyang is also important. How dare the Dong thieves only keep 20,000 troops?" Many generals were discussing, somewhat puzzled.
"You probably think that even if we riot, only 20,000 people can suppress it?"
"Twenty thousand people will not leave the city and will defend Luoyang. We will indeed be unable to attack. Thief Dong's plan is correct."
"There is also Mr. Liu"
"I have received a summons from Mrs. Silver Moon a long time ago..."
"Be careful, beware of Dong's thieves jumping over the wall. I heard they are going to set fire to Luoyang..."
"Go back and stop this thief"
"Who defends the city?"
"Zhu Jun... this guy is an old minister of the Han Dynasty. He has been favored by the emperor for a long time. When did he become a lackey of Dong's thieves?"
When the army was resting, they listened to these discussions and shouts. Because the fighting spirit and morale were soaring from these words, Jiang Chen and other high-level military officials did not stop them.
Although Diao Chan didn't know much about military matters, she listened with a smile. She liked the feeling of burning fire.
Hulaoguan·Street
More than a dozen riders came from the east. When they came closer, they saw a prefect.
When he reached a certain place, the man stopped and looked around. He saw soldiers patrolling the city at intervals. The ruins and corpses caused by the bombing had basically been cleared away.
He was talking to the left and right: "Liu Shijun dealt with it swiftly and neatly."
Before he could finish his words, a neat cold light flashed by. Looking up, he saw a group of soldiers forming a square formation and leaving the gate. This murderous aura spread.
The prefect was immediately fascinated by the sight. After a long time, he exhaled and murmured: "No wonder."
I looked at my subordinates and saw that a dozen of them had their mouths open and looked stunned, and my heart suddenly sank.
For the small princes, breaking through the barrier this time was like a sudden turn of events.
The formerly terrifying Xiliang army became like frightened beasts and just ran away. They chased them southeast and it was not easy to kill them.
But it makes people even more afraid of the power of the instigator of this battle. The so-called alliance leader's authority gradually penetrated during this great victory. In just a few days, it seemed that it could penetrate into his own army.
Looking at this expression, the prefect regretted his trip to Luo...
"Maybe it's destiny." The eunuch suddenly felt a little discouraged: "Some of my thoughts may really be dreams."
"If we really meet such a big man, maybe it would be a good choice for me to find a place to enjoy wealth and wealth?"