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

At the beginning of the war, both sides threw olive branches to Budugen, but Budugen didn't accept it.

No matter which party is sent to help, it is tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger. Once one party is annexed, the remaining party will definitely target Budugen.

Budugen also had the idea of ​​snipe and clam fighting for the fisherman's profit, but neither of those two parties was stupid. After thinking twice, Budugen turned his attention to the south, the vast and weak Han Dynasty. .

The three pioneers from the left, middle and right are advancing all the way, how brave they are!

One hundred thousand Xianbei sons, with flags covering the sky, how majestic!

Flying in front of the battle, roaring and rushing, how magnificent!

I only hate that old man Zhang Zhong, who is ignorant of current affairs, is stubborn and stubborn. If he is willing to surrender, so many good men and women will not die in vain.

Abominable!

Budugen felt a little suffocated in his chest, and punched a tree trunk as thick as a bowl, shaking off a few dry leaves.

An old man in a sheepskin fur behind him came over, closed the corners of his wrinkled eyes, and asked with a smile: "The stars are shining brightly tonight, and the night is so beautiful. Your Majesty should be happy. Why are you still so sad?"

Hearing this, Bu Dugen put his hands behind his back and said sadly, "Nearly half of the soldiers brought by me were injured or killed. No matter how beautiful the night is, I'm afraid I don't have the heart to watch it."

"My lord, do you regret it?"

Fu Tuhe asked tentatively, the thin old man standing behind Bu Dugen had an imperceptible coldness in his eyes.

Bu Dugen shook his head slightly. There was no turning back on the road going south, and he had never regretted it.

The purpose of the southward invasion is of course to expand its strength and rob the more fertile Central Plains, but in Budugen's heart, there is another meaning.

Back then, Tan Shihuai was so brave and brave, but he was finally defeated outside the Yanmen Pass, and Bu Dugen wanted everyone to know that what Tan Shihuai couldn't do, he could do with Bu Dugen. It's up to me to realize Yexiang's breakthrough and robbery!

The most essential difference between humans and animals is that humans have dreams, and dreams are extremely interesting things.

The big man has the dream of the big man, governing the country, keeping the family peaceful, and leaving a name in history, while the little man has the dream of the little man, three meals a day, and no worries about food and clothing.

In the vicissitudes of life, dreams are constantly changing with time, but the pace of people chasing dreams has never stopped.

Some people like to put their dreams on their lips, and others bury their dreams deep in their hearts, and no one knows about them.

Fu Tuhe belongs to the latter. The reason why he helped Budugen was not because he was greedy for something in return, but because he had promised a person many years ago to help him break through the pass and go south all his life, so that the Han people would crawl at the feet of Xianbei. dream.

Budugen's affirmative reply made Futuhe feel relieved. The old man took two steps forward in small steps, just standing on the same level as Budugen, as if he wanted to straighten his body, but his old body had already Wei Wei is a little bit disobedient.

The avenue ahead is wide open, and the starlight shines on the world, illuminating everything on the ground.

The old man imitated Budugen, putting his hands behind his back and waist, showing his old appearance, as if he was talking to himself or listening to Budugen: "War, how can there be no one who is immortal. The Han people There is a saying that is very good, once you succeed, your bones will dry up, hey, it really makes sense..."

"Okay, okay, what a 'one will succeed, ten thousand bones will die'!"

Budugen laughed loudly, revealing the dim moonlight covered by the stars, which was extremely sad.

(The tip of Sword Dance Blade Shadow, thank you, thank you, thank you!!!)

(As a newcomer author with no foundation, after more days, there are still people giving rewards and recommendations. This is something I never expected. That day Tang told me that someone gave me a reward, and I was dating relatives At that time, I was confused. I thought that an irresponsible author like me would betray all relatives, but in the end... I didn’t say anything. The most rare thing in the world is the expectations of others! Starting today, I will officially resume the update, and the affirmation owed during the Chinese New Year I will make up for it slowly, and I will be on the hard night shift tonight.)

Chapter 47 Listen to the sound of hooves

Looking far away from the Xianbei Camp, one can vaguely see the Yanmen Gate several miles away closed and lit.

The old general Zhang Zhong was wearing a gray and black armor robe, walked out of the general's mansion, and headed towards the various passes of Yanmen Pass, followed by two armored generals on the left and right.

The man on the left has a short beard and a square face, and his muscular muscles can definitely be called a hunchback. He walks with a tyrannical aura unique to a warrior.

On the right is a young man who looks like a Confucian, 27 or [-] years old, wearing a bright silver fish scale armor, but not wearing a helmet, revealing a three-point delicate and seven-point gentle face, and when the corners of his mouth slightly hooked From now on, it looks a bit like a monster.

The fourth son of the Yan family, Yan Xin.

Three days ago, it was this person who led three thousand soldiers and galloped all the way from Shangdang County. At the critical moment, the timely reinforcements closed the Yanmen Gate, which made Bu Dugen's plan to break through the barrier once again come to naught.

The Yan family is the leading family in Bingzhou. The current head of the family, Yan Kan, has passed the year of destiny. He has four sons and a daughter under his knees. He named the four sons according to "propriety, righteousness, wisdom and faith".

The eldest son, Yan Li, has a calm temperament. He serves as the prime minister of Dahongyu in Beijing, and his official rank is less than one thousand shi.

The second son, Yan Yi, was brave and ruthless, and was transferred to Xiliang to guard the border, where he got the title of General Chongwu in the army.

The third son, Yan Zhi, died young and drowned when he was nine years old.

The fourth son, Yan Xin, has a tired and lazy personality. He does not study literature or martial arts. He wears coarse linen clothes and often wanders in the countryside. He likes to chat with the working people and has fun.

However, such an act was tantamount to deviant and self-deprecating at the time.For this reason, Yan's father often punished and banned Yan Xin, but it didn't have any effect, which made Yan's father scold Yan Xin for a while when he saw Yan Xin.

As time passed, Yan Kan didn't bother to take care of this most incompetent son anymore, as long as he didn't bring disaster to the Yan family, he would let him go.

Yan Xin followed behind the old general, deeply admiring the old man in front of him who was slightly older than his father. With an army of less than [-], he forcibly blocked more than [-] Xianbei people outside the pass for nearly a month.

However, it is such an old general who is over sixty years old, but he insists on doing the most inconspicuous thing of watching the night every day.

There was doubt on Yan Xin's face, he was always a person who couldn't hide his words, so he asked, "Yan Shibo, you can leave such trivial matters as night watch to your subordinates, why do you have to go there in person every night?"

(The company is crazy. I started working [-] hours a day when I first got to work. Maybe the word count of the latest update will be a bit tricky...)

Chapter 47 Listen to the sound of hooves

In the past, Zhang Zhong would not have been on the night watch, but now, when the country is in ruins and his family is in ruins, Zhang Zhong stubbornly insists on watching the night every night, just to send a message to all the guards. That is, no matter what happens tomorrow, Zhang Zhong will live and die with everyone.

It is precisely because of the old general's determination to die that these soldiers guarding the pass almost miraculously repel the fierce offensives of the Xianbei people time and time again.

Zhang Zhong didn't elaborate with Yan Xin, those young masters from aristocratic families who have been holding golden spoons in their mouths since childhood may not be able to understand the iron-blooded loyalty of soldiers.

"Nephew, you'd better go back to Shangdang after dawn."

Under the bright starlight, the old man sighed leisurely.

The grass was rustling, black military boots stepped on the lawn, and the face of the old man in front of him could not be seen clearly.

Yan Xin smiled suddenly, he naturally understood the implication of Zhang Zhong's words, and there was a hint of playfulness on Qingyi's face, "Shi Bo, although I don't like to wield knives and sticks like my second brother, but I'm definitely not handless. Weak young man with the strength to bind a chicken, it is not difficult for me to protect myself on the battlefield. Besides, you are not unaware of my old man's temper. I know, but I still don’t know how thick a stick I have to use to drive me out of the house.”

Hearing the aggrieved words in Yan Xin's mouth, Zhang Zhong stroked the three-foot white beard fluttering on his chest, and laughed loudly: "That old stubborn, after so many years, still has the same temper as a stubborn donkey, calculate carefully, I haven't seen that old thing for nearly two years..."

Thinking of the old man, the old general couldn't help but feel warmer.

The three of them walked all the way, when it was about to close, Yan Xin suddenly raised his head, and asked abruptly: "Uncle Shi, your family property in Yanmen Pass is almost wiped out, even if you add the three thousand soldiers I brought, It is less than [-], and more than half of them are wounded, and the Xianbei outside the pass still have at least [-] troops, do you really want to leave?"

The old man walking in the front never stopped, just like the dragon and tiger walking when he was appointed as the general of Zhenbei by the first emperor, the old man's voice was very sonorous at this moment, "Anyone can walk, anyone can escape, but I can't. "

At this moment, the old man called himself 'I', not the usual 'Old Man' in the past.

"why?"