The Reincarnation of Lu Bu at the End of the Han Dynasty

Is it...

A strong uneasiness welled up in my heart.

impossible!

Wei Musheng shook his head, there were so many Xianbei people in Yanmen Pass who couldn't defeat the general, how could there be anything wrong with the general because there are only so many people in Huze Pass.

Wei Musheng walked and shouted all the way.

Finally, at the corner of the wall on the west side of the city, Wei Musheng saw that tall man, even though he looked so tired right now.

Wei Musheng wiped his red eyes, ran over crying and laughing, and slowly removed the dead bodies in front of Lu Bu one by one.

After moving all of them away, Wei Musheng discovered that behind the arm that Lu Bu had been supporting was Song Xian who was covered in scars and was dying.

Soon, nearby soldiers ran over and carefully carried Song Xian down for treatment.

With Wei Musheng's support, Lu Bu stood up slowly and walked from the west side of the city head all the way to the tower in the middle of Huze Pass.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Lu Bu stretched out his hands, pulled up the Xianbei flag planted on the top of the city, and threw it down the tower.

Then, he took the big flag with the word 'Lv' from Wei Musheng and inserted it steadily into the top of the city.

All the Han family sons couldn't restrain the excitement in their hearts, and shouted loudly to their heart's content.

This means that after several times of bloody battles, they finally captured Huze Pass!

An eagle fluttered past, and in its sharp eagle eyes, the cheering crowd above the city was reflected, as well as the big scarlet banner that was hunting in the wind...

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The good news of Huze Pass soon reached Yanmen Pass. The old general who was eating looked at the bamboo slips in his hand again and again, stroked his beard and laughed loudly: "If I can be thirty years younger, I will fight with Fengxian together. Hurry up, hurry up!"

Then Zhang Zhong ordered to list counties and counties in the prefecture to boost the hearts of the people.

In the fourteenth county of Yanmen County, southeast of Wuzhou County, after passing through layers of small mountains, there is a small village with a population of only about [-] households, surrounded by mountains and rivers, a rare paradise.

In the early morning, a light rain began to fall from the sky.

Not long after, the sun also emerged from the clouds, and the light penetrated through the clouds, reflecting in the world like golden pillars.

When it was almost noon, a young gentleman set foot in Youxi Village.

27 looks like an eight-year-old, with a refined face, holding two bags of pastries in his hand, stepping lightly on the field path.

The reason why he is called a son is because he is wearing an ice blue double-breasted narrow-sleeved gown, the skirt and cuffs are embroidered with Tengyunxiang pattern with silver-white silk thread, and the indigo trousers are tied into brocade boots.The rainbow light of the purple jade hanging around his waist, coupled with the warm temperament exuding from his whole body, can't help but give people a feeling of "Mo Shangren is like jade, the son is unparalleled in the world".

Seeing the young man, the old farmer plowing in the field straightened up with his hands on his waist, and the other hand on the farm hoe. With a simple smile on his dark and thin face, he greeted him: "Mr. Xin, you are willing to go, but I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Isn't this locked up by my old man for two months, and it was released only the day before yesterday."

The young man walked towards the field with a smile. When his younger sister got married, he drank two bowls of wine with the old man, "Uncle Li, you are in good health."

Seeing the young man walking towards him, the old farmer hurriedly stopped what he was doing, put down his farm tools, stood at the edge of the field, and wiped his calloused old hands covered with mud on the linen clothes on his chest, a little flattered.

Compared with other sons and young masters, this one is really too approachable.

After chatting for a while, the young man said goodbye to the old man, left the field and walked to the village.

On the way, I met a few young peasant girls who were delivering meals, they were [-] or [-] years old, and they took the initiative to retreat to the side of the road, letting the young people go first.

There were also a few who were a little bolder, and ran to the young man on his own initiative and asked him if he wanted to visit her house at noon.

The young man smiled gently and declined her kindness.

The feelings of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl are the most innocent.

When she came to the small courtyard, Yan Wei was watering the flower seedlings.

The young man stood at the door, looked at the woman in the sarong inside, and called out with some distress: "Little sister."

Yan Wei, who was watering the flowers, was taken aback for a moment, and when she turned around and saw Yan Xin at the door, she couldn't hide her surprise in her tone: "Fourth brother, why are you here?"

The two siblings have met each other for a long time, so naturally they have endless topics to talk about.

Greeting Yan Xin to sit down in the courtyard, Yan Wei took a cup of warm water and handed it to him. After Yan Xin took a sip, she asked again: "Fourth Brother, are your parents all right?"

"It's all good," Yan Xin put down the teacup in his hand, and sighed slowly, "It's just that my mother misses you very much, and she repeats your name several times a day, but she can't hold back her father's stubborn temper. If not, you should go back and see your mother, she will be very happy."

When Yan Wei heard this, she almost shed tears on the spot, why didn't she want to go back to visit her parents.It's just that Yan Kan has severed the father-daughter relationship with her, and she is not allowed to step into Yan's house again.

She can only pray to the sky from afar, praying for her parents to be healthy and everything goes well.

Seeing Yan Wei's sad expression, Yan Xin scolded himself for being stupid, hurriedly lifted the pastry beside him, and shook it towards Yan Wei, as if asking for credit: "Here, look, your favorite food Cloud Flower Cake, Si Ge specially brought it from Shangdang."

"Thank you fourth brother." Yan Wei was moved in her heart. From childhood to adulthood, it was always these elder brothers who protected her.

After chatting for a while, when it was time to eat, Yan Wei got up and walked into the kitchen to start cooking.

This young lady from an aristocratic family who used to have no worries about food and clothing is now almost doing everything by herself.

Yan Wei didn't feel bitter, from being clumsy at the beginning, to now she is very familiar with the road.

She hoped that when Lu Bu came back, she could serve him a table of delicious meals and a bowl of steaming ginseng soup.

Every afternoon, she would walk to the entrance of the village along the stream in front of the door and stay for a while.

Maybe on an uncertain day, his husband will appear in front of her on a tall red horse.

The smoke from the chimney rises like a thread, and the wisps of light smoke are full of the most ordinary human atmosphere, simple, warm and fragrant.

Yan Xin got up and walked outside the courtyard, and summoned a middle-aged uncle who seemed harmless to humans and animals, and asked softly: "Why, there is no news about your general?"

The middle-aged man's surname is Zhao and his name is Shu. He was originally a centurion in the Wolf Riding Battalion, but was later arranged by the joke to stay in Youxi Village and be responsible for guarding Yan Wei's safety.

In addition to him, there are 11 other dead soldiers in the dark.

From the moment Yan Xin set foot in the village, Zhao Shu already knew that he would be aware of almost any disturbance in the village at the first time.

But since he knew Yan Xin's identity, he didn't stop him.

Zhao Shu shook his head, the general left for two months and did not hear anything back.

"Maybe it's because the battle ahead is tight and there's no time to be distracted." Yan Xin didn't dare to think about the worst at all, so he could only comfort himself, saying that no news is not a bad thing after all.

When the two chatted for half a stick of incense, Yan Xin returned to the courtyard, but at this time there was a hurried voice.

"Sister Yan, Sister Yan, I just posted a list in the city, and there is news about Brother Lu!" Gao Yang ran all the way from the entrance of the village to the small courtyard, leaving his mother, Ding, far behind.