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

"Lv Bu Lu Fengxian, we are a great hero in Bingzhou." Nong Han was full of pride, and told the two foreigners about Lu Bu's heroic deeds.

When talking about the bloody battle at Yanmen Pass, Ding Yuan interrupted Nong Han, he was inexplicably displeased, but he didn't show it, he just asked: "The new governor of Bingzhou is about to take office, why don't the people come to welcome him? "

"I bother!"

Farmer Han spat and said angrily: "Whoever has time to take care of those officials and gentlemen, anyway, they can't starve to death or freeze; if they really starve to death and get frostbite, then God will open their eyes."

"Bold rat people, what nonsense are you talking about? Do you know what is in front of you..." Kong Wuwu behind him stepped forward, ready to teach this nonsense villager a lesson.

"Guangtai, don't be rude." Ding Yuan scolded in a low voice, reaching out his hand to stop him.

Seeing this posture, Nong Han didn't know that the identities of the two were extraordinary, so he made an excuse and ran away from the two of them.

Looking at the direction in which the farmer was fleeing, Ding Yuan handed the horse rope in his hand to the man behind, "Come on, let's take a look at this flying general as well."

Near noon, amidst the long-awaited calls of the people, the mighty Han army slowly entered the people's eyes with a steady pace.

The whole county city immediately cheered, beating gongs and drums, and the sound shook the sky.

Leading the army on horseback was the second uncle of the Guo family, Guo Huan.

Behind him are Xu Rong, Li Jue, Yan Yi and other generals, and behind him are the soldiers of each battalion.

Guo Yun, the prefect of Yanmen, stood in the middle of the road and was responsible for welcoming the soldiers into the city. Beside him was a six or seven-year-old boy named Guo Huai, who was calling to Guo Huan: Uncle, uncle.

Seeing the soldiers of the three armies returning from victory, Zhang Zhong burst into tears. Only the older generation of battlefield generals like them can understand the emotion.

Feeling the cheers from the people, Cao Xing waved vigorously, never dreaming that he, a local ruffian, would be greeted by the people one day.

The people on both sides were not to mention how enthusiastic they were. They carried the wine jars, poured the wine into the bowls, and handed them to the returning Han family sons.

This kind of wine is also called Zhujie wine. Whenever a man in the family goes to war, relatives will brew several jars and bury them in the ground.

Fang Yue gulped down the handed wine, wiped his mouth, and praised sincerely: "Uncle, your wine is really good!"

"That's natural, come, drink again!" The middle-aged men of some ages are obviously also bold.

After finishing speaking, he filled Fang Yue again and handed it over again.

The women put the melons and fruits in the field into baskets and distributed them to the soldiers passing by in turn.

As for the girls who are still young and unmarried, they are no different from the southern women's Xiaojiabiyu, and most of them have a majestic northern freedom.Whenever there is a man who has a crush on him, he will throw the silk handkerchief, pouch and flowers in his hand to them to show his love.

The LV flag is unfurled, and when the wolf riding battalion comes.

Parachutist!Parachutist!

The people were completely boiling, waving their arms and shouting frantically.

"Xiu'er, look quickly, this is the brave wolf cavalry battalion, and the man in armor in front is the parachutist." A certain man in the crowd was so excited that he was about to dance with excitement.

The little girl riding on her adoptive father's neck looked and looked, her eyes were full of black-armored horses, and the general at the front of the wolf riding battalion looked fierce.

Hey, why is he here too?

The little girl seemed to have discovered something extremely novel. The thin young man who had given her pancakes in Yunzhong County was actually in the queue of the Wolf Riding Camp.

The trapped camp and the wolf cavalry camp run side by side, the wolf cavalry camp is on the left side of the road, and the trapped camp is on the right side of the road.

Gao Shun straightened his body and strode forward, his face as calm and majestic as ever.

Gao Yang, who was squeezed into the back row, saw his father, and kept shaking the palm of the woman beside him, his eyes jumped up: "Mother, look, father, that's father!"

Ding secretly wiped the corners of his eyes, and muttered in his mouth: It's good to be back, it's good to be back.

"Why didn't you see Brother Lu?"

Gao Yang poked her head and watched for a long time, until the wolf riding camp passed by, she still couldn't see the tall figure.

He got up before dawn and set off. Apart from seeing his father Gao Shun, the person he wanted to see most was that person.

Seeing her daughter's disappointed expression, Ding Shiyou sighed, and gently stroked Gao Yang's black hair.

As a mother, how can she not know the daughter's thoughts, but there are many things in this world that cannot be forced.

da da da da~

In the barren mountains and fields, a fiery red horse is running at full speed, galloping like flying.

After bypassing layers of lush mountains, the red dodder stopped in a secluded village at the foot of the belly mountain.

Lu Bu got off his horse and led the red dodder into the village.

Most of the people in the village have gone to the county town, and there are almost no people in the village at this time.

Walking on the path in the countryside, he finally came back to this place that has been lingering in his dreams countless times.

Everything is so familiar, he still remembers walking by the stream with Wei Niang on his back before leaving; he remembers sitting in the yard with Wei Niang, looking up at the sky full of stars...

A "general" interrupted Lu Bu's recollection.

Zhao Shu and the eleven dead men in the dark appeared and knelt down on one knee.

Lu Bu stepped forward to help them up one by one, and asked about the situation in Zhao Shu's village along the way.

When he walked quickly to the gate of his courtyard, Lu Bu stopped suddenly.

He stood outside the mud wall, straightened his clothes, and dusted off the dust on his body, trying to present his best side in front of Wei Niang.

But what should be the first sentence?

The day he left without saying goodbye, could Wei Niang still be angry with him?

Damn, I didn't come back with some gift accessories!

The cold-blooded demon king who killed people like hemp on the battlefield felt a little uneasy at this moment, patting his head in frustration.

Yan Wei in the yard was watering the melon seedlings. The vines climbed up the melon stand, and some of them produced small green fruits.

She knew that today was the day of Lu Bu's triumphant return, Ding Shi and Gao Yang both went to the county town, she also wanted to go, but she was pregnant and couldn't move, so she had to give up.

During these days when Lu Bu was gone, she never lived a peaceful day. Even though she knew that her man's martial arts skills were unmatched, but she was not in front of her eyes, she was always worried and worried.

Now that Triumph has become a hero, Yan Wei is naturally extremely happy.

She doesn't ask Lu Bu to be a big official, as long as he can come back safely.

If I could see him now, leaning in his arms...