New Story of Lv Bu

The thick black man holding a red flag is one foot tall, riding on the Xiliang horse like a god, holding the flag in one hand, and two iron rods in the other hand. As long as there is a good hand in the way, it will be a rod. . However, after a few breaths of effort, more than a dozen people died under his stick, and only the Xianbei people were terrified. When he saw this killer, he quickly evaded. The thick black man didn't chase, and the horse went straight to the big purple man with a single shot.

The purple-robed man had seven or eight entourages on his left and right. He bit his scalp and stepped forward to intercept. He was hit by the thick black man and knocked down two with a man and a horse. He swiped left and right and slipped two. The remaining three or four acted. After a while, the thick black man has already been killed in front of the big man in purple robe!

The purple-robed man was also a famous warrior in the Xianbei army. As soon as he came up, he was led by the nose by the Han army, and he was suffocated early in his heart. Seeing that he suffered heavy casualties, he was so angry that he was so angry that he was aroused by seeing the black man doing this. He became angry with Dantian, waving his mace and hitting the thick black Chinese characters. Dangdang, a piercing metal collision sounded, and the mace broke in two and flew away. The big man in the purple robe opened his mouth, a awning spurted blood, and his body softened backward. The thick black man's iron rod leaned under the waist of the big man in purple robe, picked up the big man in purple robe, put the iron rod under his left rib, and stretched out his hand to borrow the big man in purple robe and pressed it on the saddle.

This series of actions were completed in an instant, and the battle was over without waiting for the enemy and us to see clearly. The thick black man shouted in anger. "Xianbei dog, your leader has been captured! Lu Fengxian will be here soon! You are defeated!" The man in the purple robe rushed forward like crazy, intending to regain the leader. Hou Cheng had led his subordinates to kill, and squeezed the **** man behind. Gao Shun also noticed this situation, and the bow and arrow in his hand also flew one by one.

After more than twenty people died, the thick black man had retreated a hundred steps away, and the man in the purple robe had only seventy or eighty left. The leader has been captured and his morale has declined, but the enemy has become more and more courageous. How should this be done? At this moment, a cloud of smoke rose from the northwest, and the horses' hoofs shook the earth.

I saw more than a hundred horses galloping in the distance, like the sea rushing for thousands of miles, one person in the lead, wearing a golden crown on his head and holding a Fangtian painted halberd in his hand. "Lu Feng is here first!" The Han army suddenly cheered. Lu Bu's arrival means that the northern Han army has won a big victory!

The leader of the white robe knew that the situation was gone as soon as he saw it, and fled with a whistle. "When the red flag came out, blood was bleeding for thousands of miles!" The thick black man yelled, holding the red flag, and took the lead in chasing after him. The morale of the Han Qi monster screamed and followed closely.

In the distance, Lu Bu Fangtian's painted halberd pointed diagonally to the front, his face sinking like water, and his spear pierced the sky, shouting: "Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!" urged the horse to chase forward.

This chase lasted for thirty miles, killing the Xianbei and defeating the army, and the Han army won a lot of victory.

Zhang Lin also chopped more than 20 heads, got more than a dozen horses, and got a good knife. This battle shocked Zhang Lin secretly. He knew the combat power of the Xianbei people, and he was adept at arching and shooting horses and bows. On weekdays, Han rides two-on-one and can't take advantage of it. Now Zuoquqiantun dared to beat Xianbei with a one-to-five ratio, and it won! It seems that you have to reconsider your own future, even if you can't enter this unit, you should make good friends.

Zhang Lin slowed down his horse and looked up at the battlefield. Lu Bu was chasing the leader of the white robe Xianbei. They were only two horses apart, and it seemed that he wanted to catch him alive. Most of the Xianbei people were wiped out, and the rest ran away. Hou Cheng and his subordinates were carefully searching for the spoils, not letting go of a trace of useful things.

"Call." Zhang Lin yelled softly, hitting his horse and came to Hou Cheng's edge. "Brother Hou, have you made a fortune again." Hou Cheng took a sip of water and touched his mouth with his hand. "Brother Zhang, I don't know that Chai Mi is expensive if I'm not in charge. I'm afraid of being poor. Everything is good. It looks like you are not bad, hahahaha." "Smiles and laughs. This is something that won't be in your eyes." Zhang Lin Put down the shelf of the tutelage, and talked with Hou Cheng. Zhang Lin is in Jinyang, and the messengers who are coming and going are going to work. Naturally, the human affection and sophistication are incomparably transparent. Hou Cheng is even more personal, and the two of them fell in love with each other at first sight, and Zhang Lin knew the situation almost as soon as the incense took place.

"I said, man, I am very satisfied with you, and I will definitely keep you. Your man has to think about it. There are people on the list, but everyone is very different. This is what we are suffering from." Hou Cheng said with a face. Sincere. Zhang Lin nodded. "I want to understand. As long as the king stays with me, I will stay, even if I can do anything long." Hou Cheng hammered Zhang Lin with a punch. "Pull it down, you have to be a military officer. Look at it, the sky in Wuyuan County is about to change." Zhang Lin was a little confused and was about to ask. The red flag fluttered in the distance, a red cloud came, and the horses neighed from a distance. It turned out that the Han army who was chasing came back.

The first person, it was the thick black man, came to his side and stretched his legs and walked off the horse. Yes, he walked down. It seemed easy for him to get off the horse if he was too high. When he came to Hou Cheng, he smiled and said, "Lao Hou, we do all the hard work. You are lazy here." So-so, "Zhangtun is good!" Hou Cheng also said with a smile: "Your kid has done something again." , A dub is securely handed." Zhang Lin quickly smiled and returned the courtesy: "Zhang is polite! Dare to ask the name of the strong man?"

The man smiled naively: "My name is Cheng Lian."

The dead men in white swarmed up to the top of the mountain. The top of the mountain was a small round platform with more than a hundred horses tied to it. The dead men slashed the reins, turned on their horses and ran away. Wang Han brandished his sword and shouted and ordered his subordinates to chase after him. The dead soldiers fled in front, and the Han army chased them from behind. From time to time, some people fell off their horses and the chased horses stepped on mud. The screams, screams, thumping horseshoes, and the thumping of arrows in the human body are mixed together, mixed with puddles of blood on the plateau, giving vivid impressions to the newcomers of the Wang family. a lesson.

After all, they are warriors who have been fighting all year round. After experiencing the baptism of blood, these people quickly adapted to the rhythm of the battlefield. They rushed forward, waving the sword in their hands and harvesting lives. At this moment, they were already behaving like a full-fledged veteran. Although a little jerky, the arrogance of the children of the big clan in the bones has been aroused. A dozen of Wang's children have chopped down fifty or sixty heads. Compared with ordinary soldiers, their performance is remarkable.

Looking at the war scene in front of him, Wang Jin felt very relieved. In any case, he won the first battle in office! Although the casualties were heavy, it was a victory after all. Wang Jin's legs clamped his horse belly and galloped towards the east gate of Jiuyuan City. After all, entering the city was the most important thing.

Jiuyuan City is a double-city structure, roughly formed by two squares staggered from south to north, except that the square below is half eastward. The North City is under the jurisdiction of Wuyuan County, and the South City is under the jurisdiction of Jiuyuan County. The Wuyuan Prefectural Mansion is located in the middle of the South City.

Jiuyuan City was built by the Yan Kingdom, one of the seven heroes of the Warring States Period. It was originally just a fortress with soldiers. After three expansions by the Emperor Zhao Wuling, Emperor Wu, and Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, it has become a big city with a circumference of more than two thousand steps.

This dual-city layout still brings some troubles. How should this city be called? Jiuyuan City or Wuyuan City?

In the military documents of this dynasty, the name of this city is Wuyuan Fortress, but the people of Hezhou conventionally call it Jiuyuan City. The ethnic minorities such as Xianbei, Wuheng and Xiongnu in the north also customarily call it Jiuyuan City. , After all, Jiuyuan is the customary name for this land since the Warring States Period. Then, let's call it Jiuyuan City.

In Dahan’s 400-jun Junior High School, Wuyuan County belongs to Bian County, with 7,000 households and 40,000 population. It has ten counties. From west to east, they are Xi’an Yang, Chengyi, Yiliang, Wuyuan, Jiuyuan, Heyin, and Lin. Wo, Wenguo, Mambo. There are nine counties in Binzhou with a population of one million. Except for Taiyuan County, which has a population of 300,000 and Shangdang County, which has a population of 180,000, it is one of the best Shangjun. The remaining seven counties are Xiajun with a population of less than tens of thousands and households of less than 10,000.

The wall of Jiuyuan City is only five feet high, but it is big, four feet thick, and four horses can run side by side. There are four gates in the southeast and northwest, each with one hopeful building. There is no urn city. There was a moat dug around the city, two feet wide and two feet deep. Now it is frozen solid. The moat is about two feet away from the city wall, and a suspension bridge isolates the inside and outside.

Wang Jin rode his horse to the bottom of the suspension bridge and slowly restrained his horse. Wang Fu, the housekeeper behind him, was of course the future commander, and he hurriedly shouted. "Which one is on duty on the wall? The new Wuyuan prefect King Jin, the envoy arrives, don't you hurry out of the city to greet him?" There was a commotion on the wall. After a while, a tall and thin man poked his head out. "A certain Zuo Quyou Tun Dubo Zhang Can, you said that you are the new Wuyuan prefect? ​​How can you tell that Xianbei is not a spy?" Hearing this, Wang Fu's evil from his heart to the courage. Turning a new envoy away from the door, still such abusive words, it is really the opposite!

Wang Jin is a remote branch of the Wang family. He had a hard time in his early years. After he became an official, he ruled the family very strictly. Wang Fu was Wang Jin's book boy when he was a child, and he also met some worldly. At the moment, he took a deep breath and slowly shouted: "Uncle Zhang, the two thousand stone prefect, is there anyone who dares to fake? Aren't you afraid of clan punishment?" Wang Jin also became angry when he heard him, and he was about to get angry, but he finally endured it. Living. He waved his hand: "Take knots, talisman, and come!"

From the moment they took it, Wang Jin took it in his hand and showed it to the city one by one. "This section is made of bamboo, eight feet long, and three-fold hair. It is a section of two thousand stones. This talisman, made of copper, is shaped like a tiger. It is the object of the prefect to adjust soldiers. This biography is made of wood, five inches long, and covered with wood. Therefore, the wooden seal is sealed with the official seal as the proof of customs clearance." Wang Jin slowly put away the talisman, festival, and pass, and smiled coldly. "I wonder what evidence does Uncle Zhang need to prove that I am the new Wuyuan prefect? ​​Shang Shutai only issued these three tokens."