Summer is coming to an end, and you can still feel the aftermath of the scorching heat in Chang'an, but in Hetao, the cold wind is already hard to feel the slightest bit of heat, and the water of the Yellow River slowly flows by.

It was originally a green mountain, but now my eyes looked along the river. The river water that should have been clear was dyed red by blood. Corpse floated in the river, mostly Hu people wrapped in animal skins. Occasionally, the bodies of Han soldiers were hooked back to the river bank by Han soldiers who were sweeping the battlefield on both sides of the river.

It was not the standard equipment of the Han army, but it looked more like a powerful private soldier. When you look back on both sides of the river bank, you can see the piles of Han corpses piled up in various tragic shapes, with arms cut off, bodies pierced, and some were shot through their heads by arrows. At first glance, the Han corpses were no less than those still soaked in the river.

The short time a person dies, which means that the war is not long since then. Occasionally, one or two corpses that are not dead can be found to make a faint breath. If it is a Hu person, the Han soldiers will go up and make a knife. Some Han people will most likely treat the same.

"Brother, give me some fun!" A Han man with chapped lips pulled a hesitant soldier, his eyes filled with deep despair and a hint of unspeakable nostalgia.

"This..." The Han soldier looked at his companion around him in panic. He was the recruits recruited after Liu Xie implemented the military camp. He could not accept this cruelty and he was confused and asked for help to the surrounding robes.

"Oh~" A veteran walked up and looked at the recruit, without saying a word. He reached out to help the injured person up. However, the short sword in his hand stabbed in from the back of the head and neck without hesitation, and it was not at the handle. The injured person's eyes instantly dissipated, losing the final focal length, and his face was a little relieved. The veteran was sophisticated that the injured person left without any pain.

"For... why?" The new recruit looked at the veteran in confusion, with strong dissatisfaction and anger flashing in his eyes.

"I can't save it anymore!" The veteran wiped the liquid on the short sword, looked at him indifferently and said, "This is war."

"Vomit~" Finally, I couldn't resist the inexplicable feeling in my heart. In addition, the smell of fishy smell around me kept lingering at my nose. The recruits supported the ground with both hands, started to retching, and tears and snot came out, but there was no feeling at all.

The veteran glanced at the recruits and said nothing. This was the stage that soldiers had to go through every other time. He turned around silently and walked towards the next corpse.

There are frames on the river bank that have been burned so that they cannot see their original appearance. There are ashes of unburned food and grass piles on the vehicles.

Xu Huang stepped forward, pinched a handful of food that could be vaguely identified, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and then threw it hard on the ground, and the rough voice became a little ferocious.

"It's the third time this month. These Hu people are getting more and more courageous! Now they dare to come to Jilu Village." Looking at the city wall where thick smoke was still emitting from a distance, Xu Huang's eyes showed his murderous intent.

Jilu Village was originally a city of the Huns. When Huhanye Shanyu entered Chang'an and married Wang Zhaojun to Jilu Village. Zhaojun stayed here for half his life, Jilu Village was also famous for it. Later, the ancient village was changed in the past. After Lu Bu's surprise attack, the remnants of the Xiongnu moved north and were accepted by Xu Huang. As a major transportation center for Liu Xie to buy food and livestock in the Western Regions, they are now burned to ashes by the Xianbei people.

None of the five hundred soldiers left behind in the village survived. Although the Xianbei people also paid a huge price for this, the destruction of Jilu Village also represents the shattering of a barrier to the northern defense of the Xianbei.

Zhao Yun stepped forward, patted Xu Huang on the shoulder, looked at the burning city in the distance, and frowned slightly: "I don't think the situation in Hetao is so bad."

Xu Huang remained silent. Although the Xianbei people in the past would intercept and kill business travelers who had returned from the Western Regions, they never dared to directly attack the Han family's village like this time. This was equivalent to being a direct provocation to them.

"Zilong came here to deal with Ma Chao, but now that Ma Teng has been recruited into Chang'an, Ma Chao should be more at ease." Xu Huang looked at Zhao Yun and said in a deep voice: "I wonder if Your Majesty has a limited return date for Zilong?"

"That's not. Your Majesty sent Yun to come not just to deal with Ma Chao, but to assist the general." Zhao Yun shook his head. Liu Xie sent him here more because of the sinister situation in the Hetao area. Xu Huang was good at defending, but in many cases, long-term defense will lead to failure. Zhao Yun was good at fighting for cavalry, which was suitable for dealing with the Hu people. His main purpose here was to make up for Xu Huang's shortcomings.

"Okay!" Xu Huang couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard this: "That's good!"

Xu Huang pointed to the ruins in front of him and said, "This place is the key card for the Hu people to go south. Although most of the time has been burned down, if you ignore it, you may be afraid that Hu will continue to suffer. I want Zilong to lead two thousand people to guard this place. One is to meet the merchants and the other is to ensure that the northwest of Hetao will not suffer from Hu's problems."

Two thousand people are already the limit that Xu Huang could give. The land of Hetao is vast and sparsely populated. He and Huangfu Song are also responsible for the military and political affairs of the entire Hetao. Others such as Yinshan areas also need heavy troops to be stationed. In addition, they have to face the oppression of Xiliang. At this time, Liu Xie assigned more than 10,000 troops for Xu Huang, but now there are only more than 8,000 troops left. Although some Qiang people and clans who surrendered nearby, they are a drop in the bucket. Now the population of Hetao may not be greater than that of soldiers, and there are also people to garrison and grazing. Now others are seriously short of manpower and can give two thousand troops. It is also because the place where the Great Wall is guarding the throat of the Great Wall, and it is too few that the tragic disaster in front of him is easy to occur again. Therefore, he gritted his teeth and promised Zhao Yun two thousand troops.

Zhao Yun nodded and said, "The last general will receive the order."

Although autumn has just begun, it is only two or three months away from the cold winter. Zhao Yun has followed Gongsun Zan in Youzhou for several years and knows that this winter is the time when the Hu people are most aggressive, and the Hu people who have no food are the craziest.

"I can trust Zilong's ability, but Zilong remembers that our army lacks enough war horses, so we should not leave the city easily, so as not to be taken advantage of by the Hu people." Xu Huang said in a stern manner.

He was able to trust Zhao Yun's ability. When the soldiers who survived from thousands of miles of pursuit were praised by Zhao Yun, even Huang Zhong looked at Zhao Yun with different eyes.

However, Jilu Village is of great importance. If Zhao Yun had not come, Xu Huang would have wanted to discuss with Huangfu Song that Huangfu Song would leave Zhenyin Mountain area and guard Jilu Village himself.

Although Liu Xie was very prepared for Huangfu Song, he was a famous general of the Han Dynasty after all. At this time, Hetao was in urgent need of manpower, so Xu Huang could not care about that much.

"Zilong once followed Gongsun Zan to fight against the Hu people. I don't know what strategy to guard against the Hu people?" After counting the losses, Xu Huang looked at Zhao Yun and said, "He was also forced to force him. The Hu people were all cavalry, coming and going like the wind, but the soldiers and horses he brought were mostly infantry, and it was difficult to compete with the Hu people in terms of mobility.

"When Yun once accompanied General Gongsun to resist the Hu people, he set up beacon towers on the border, with a distance of ten or five miles apart. Once the traces of Hu people were found, they would use wolf smoke and beacon as a sign. The cavalry in the army could gather together and rush to help all directions." Zhao Yun nodded and thought: "This method is quite effective and can also avoid the lack of cavalry in our army."

"Okay!" Xu Huang's eyes lit up when he heard this, and nodded, "I used this method when I suppressed the Qiang people in Xiliang in the past, which was quite effective. I ordered people to build a beacon tower."

The afterglow of the setting sun shone, and the corpses of Han people were buried by the soldiers looking for an open space outside Jilu Village. They were considered to be buried in peace, but as for more, they could not do it.

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Liu Xie, who is far away in Chang'an, finds it difficult to feel the urgency of being located in Hetao. The autumn harvest is approaching, and the whole of Chang'an is entering a busy state.

I originally thought it would be a drought year, but this year's harvest was unexpectedly rich, even when the weather was better in previous years, the harvest was 50% more. In the meantime, taxes were reduced several times. These grains were enough for the people to have some surplus while filling their stomachs. They could sell the grain and buy some daily necessities to fill their household expenses. Not only Chang'an, but also the entire Guanzhong county and county were filled with joy.

In the sky above Chang'an, luck that ordinary people can hardly see has condensed into clouds and mist. The true dragon of luck that is sixty feet long appears and appears in the golden clouds and mist that spread throughout Chang'an, making cheerful dragon roars.

"How can the last emperor have such a weather like this in the world??" Outside Chang'an City, Zuo Ci, who had just recovered from his injuries, looked at the dragon energy that was constantly gathering from all directions above Chang'an City. His originally fairy-like face looked particularly gloomy at this moment.

In this scene, although the dragon energy is still weak compared to the prosperous times, it is definitely not like the destruction of the country. Did Liu Xie really rebel against the destiny?

At this time, the dragon energy of Chang'an was so strong that he had fought with Liu Xie in the void, repelling Liu Xie's dragon energy. At this moment, he could not even get close to Chang'an. It was impossible to do something.

After a long time, Zuo Ci sighed. The resurgence of the Han Dynasty may not be a bad thing for the people, but for those who practice Taoism and accumulate merits, it is definitely not a good thing for him. The more prosperous the Han Dynasty is, the less opportunities they can obtain merits. Unless they now turn to the Han Dynasty, there may be some turning point.

"Buzz~"

When Zuo Ci was at a loss, it seemed that the dragon energy above Chang'an City alarmed God. The whole world suddenly trembled. In the sky, two golden lights suddenly appeared, just like two suns set, but there was no imagined vibration. The two golden suns fell into the extreme north, and the other fell into the south.
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