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

After finishing speaking, Lu Bu panted heavily, and the constant fighting made him extremely exhausted. He really needed a lot of breath to ease and adjust, and the internal organs and veins were completely disorganized.

This is a taboo for warriors.

Song Xian stood up and raised the flag planted in the ground high, the blood-stained flag swaying in the wind in the air.This usually taciturn man roared loudly for the first time: "Under Lu's banner!"

"Invincible, invincible, invincible..."

The men of the Wolf Riding Camp shouted angrily. At this moment, they used their own hands to keep the glory and faith that belonged to them.

Lu Bu forced an expression that could be called a smile on his face. With great difficulty, he raised the painting halberd in his hand, facing the head of Yanmen Pass, his mouth opened and closed, and there were only two words: I won.

The soldiers of the Wolf Riding Battalion swarmed up, lifted Lu Bu up, threw it high into the air, caught it firmly, and threw it up again, cheering their heroes.

Isn't it often said in myths and stories that when a hero is born, one hand can lift the sky.

The cheers from the Wolf Riding Camp infected everyone. Even Han Lie, a tough guy, couldn't help but secretly wiped the corners of his eyes with his back against the corner. If you are so desperate, you might as well call Lu a lunatic from now on, but for this kid, my old Han is completely convinced from the top of his head to his heels..."

After beating the three-way drum, the old general put down a pair of drumsticks in his hand, and the cheers of the city leaders and soldiers were heard beside his ears. In his eyes, he saw the young man who was thrown high again and again. The old general stroked his beard and felt relieved. laughed.

Some people, born for the battlefield, are destined to leave a name in that bloody history that future generations will never be able to get around.

Chapter 51 Recruits and Veterans

As dusk fell, the night covered the sky, the bright moon climbed up the branches, and the cold moonlight reflected on the tired faces of the soldiers and shone into their hearts.

The remaining hundred or so Bingzhou guards had already been arranged to rest. Instead of guarding the city and watching the night, they were soldiers from the Wolf Riding Battalion who galloped thousands of miles away.

Also exhausted, the Wolf Cavalry Battalion still had the strength to fight at least.

The probability of the Xianbei people attacking at night is very small, but Jiang Jiong still made two rounds of inspections, which took him nearly two hours.

Yanmen Pass is very long, much longer than Jiang Jiong imagined. Growing up in Xiliang, he saw the most desolate Gobi and vast yellow sand. He rarely saw the real majestic pass. In other words, Tongguan on the way to Chang'an can be counted as one.

Another half an hour is the time for the changing of the guard. Jiang Jiong found a wall and sat down. He wiped his helmet into a new look with his sleeves and put it beside him. He leaned his back lightly against the wall and arched his knees slightly. The head began to doze off.

The blood on the wall was stained, many of which were still wet, sliding down extremely slowly, and under the reflection of the moonlight, it was particularly permeating.

After about half a stick of incense, a middle-aged man walked up to the top of the city, with an ordinary appearance, about 40 years old, with a bandage around his neck, his left arm wrapped around his chest, and a drape over his body. Wearing a thin long coat unique to military camps.

Chen Changshan, an inconspicuous centurion in the Yanmen Pass Guards.

The reason why he came to the city was not because he didn't trust the soldiers of the Wolf Riding Battalion, but because he couldn't sleep because of tossing and turning, so he just got up and closed it to have a look.

After walking two steps on the city gate, Chen Changshan stopped. In front of him, there was a young man leaning against the city wall, sleeping soundly, holding a six-foot-long knife in his arms.

May is coming to an end, and the nights in the north are still cold.

Chen Changshan tore off the long robe with his right hand, and lightly placed it on the young man's body.

"If they hadn't arrived in time this afternoon and fought hard, I'm afraid Yanmen Pass would have fallen into the hands of the Xianbei people by now."

Thinking so, Chen Changshan saw that the young man was soundly asleep, so he simply sat down on the ground, imitating the young man's sitting posture, arching his legs and leaning against the wall.

The only difference is that the young man lowered his head slightly, while Chen Changshan looked up.

The moon in the sky is so beautiful!

But, after tonight, can I see such a beautiful moon again...

Chen Changshan sighed faintly.

"How can a big man sigh like a woman!"

There was a bit of coldness in the voice from the side, like the cold moon in the sky.

Chen Changshan turned his head to the side, and saw that the young man who was still asleep just now had opened his eyes at some point, and his bright peach blossom pupils were truly beautiful.

Thinking that he woke up the young man's sleep, Chen Changshan quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, little brother, I woke you up." He has always been kind to others, and he was famous for his good temper in the army. He has been in the army for more than [-] years. I have never had a red face with anyone.

Jiang Xiong picked up the clothes hanging on his body, and handed them back to Chen Changshan, with no emotion in his tone, "If you were the enemy, you would have died just now."

Hearing this, Chen Changshan shrank his neck, subconsciously moved his butt to the side, and moved away from Jiang Jiong from one foot to three feet.

Jiang Xiong saw Chen Changshan's small actions in his eyes, and asked with some disdain: "Why, are you afraid of death?"

"Well, it's pretty scary."

Chen Changshan nodded self-deprecatingly, and there was not much emotion in his tone.

People live a face, and trees live a skin.

Chen Changshan's answer made Jiang Jiong unexpected, and at the same time, he became even more disdainful. There are too many people in the army who are afraid of death, so they keep losing to the Xianbei people.

"Since you are afraid of death, why don't you run for your life before the Xianbei people enter the pass." This is the only thing Jiang Jiong doesn't understand.

"Escape? Three generals and seven school lieutenants were beheaded on the spot, who would dare to escape."

Chen Changshan shook his head, and said in a firm tone: "And this time, I will not run away again."

Hearing this, Jiang Jiong couldn't figure it out even more, but aroused the curiosity in his heart, and asked: "Why is this?"

Chen Changshan did not hide anything, looked at the high cold moon, sighed and said: "In the wars before, I always rushed to the rear, so many people died in the war, but I have lived until now. Although the price is Being treated as a joke by everyone, but I never cared."

"Is it different this time?" Jiang Jiong immediately asked back.

"The mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law are all in Yanmen County. If these bastards from Xianbei are allowed to enter the customs, will there be a way out?"

"Then take your mother-in-law and daughter to run together, to the Central Plains, to Jizhou, at worst, to the most remote Yizhou." Jiang Jiong seemed to have forgotten the contempt for Chen Changshan just now, and instead took the initiative to serve as a dog-headed military advisor for him. , Planning a route to escape south.

"None of the [-] Paoze brothers escaped, and they defended the Yanmen Pass with their lives. If I, Chen Changshan, slipped away at this time, I would be no different from a beast with no conscience."

"Also, my daughter has regarded me as a father as a hero since she was a child. If I go back, the girl asks me, Dad, why did you come back? Do you want me to say, girl, your father became a deserter in order to survive. ..."

"Being greedy for life and fearing death for so many years, this time, I want to fight the Xianbei people in a dignified way!"

"People from Bingzhou are not born with cowards who are afraid of death!"

Chen Changshan uttered all his suppressed feelings for many years, and his tone gradually became higher.

Jiang Xiong couldn't help feeling a little fond of this man who was nearly forty years old, and gave a thumbs up: "Brother, he's a man!"

Hearing this, Chen Changshan smiled, showing the most down-to-earth and honest smile, and then asked Jiang Jiong: "Little brother, your accent doesn't look like that of Bingzhou, but it looks a bit like that of Liangzhou." accent."

Jiang Jiong said 'hmm', "My hometown is in Tianshui, Xiliang."

"Then why did you come to Bingzhou to join the army?" This time it was Chen Changshan's turn to be confused.

Jiang Jiong scratched his head and said with a headache: "My father arranged a marriage for me, but I refused."