In the first year of Guangming, when the world was in chaos, Han Jian, the governor of Wei Bo who was competing for the victory, was not willing to be lonely. In the sixth year of Qianfu, he fought against Li Jing with the Hebei towns. As a result, he was beaten to death and was so scared that he almost withdrew his butt and urine back to Wei Bo. He was honest for a long time.

However, as the situation in Hebei gradually slid into the irrescue abyss, old friends Li Keju, Liu Yue, Liu Rengong, Li Quanzhong, Li Keyong and others were eliminated one after another, which made him feel a deep sense of crisis. In the first year of Guangming, the Qin army and the Khitan broke out in the north again, and Li Jing tried his best to look north, and even let Li Quanzhong and Shatuo go, only forcing them to surrender. This gave him a glimmer of opportunity.

Although Han Jian took over the Wei Bo army from his father for a short time, only a few years, Wei Bo Town has the most elite fangs in the world, at least once. The common sayings of the Emperor Chang'an Emperor and Wei Bo's fangs have long been circulated among the emperors.

Having such an elite force and being in troubled times, Han Jian really wants to do something.

Seeing that Li Jing seemed to be moving northward, he was unable to manage Hebei.

In early February of the first year of Guangming, Han Jian, under the banner of raising an army to defend the king and attacking the rebellion of the pseudo-Qi, personally led 30,000 troops to attack the Heyang Jiedushi Zhuge Shuang, the governor of Heyang. Zhuge Shuang, the governor of Heyang, fled. The Han army left the army to guard Xiuwu and continued to attack Mengzhou, the capital of Heyang. At the same time, he sent troops north to plunder Xingzhou and Mingzhou in Zhaoyi Town. After a series of actions began, at the end of February, Han Jian, who had received the sweetness, crossed the Yellow River arrogantly and sent troops to attack Yunzhou, the capital of Tianping Town.

The governor of the Tianping Army, the Henan Camp Marshal of the King's Rescue Army, raised his troops to fight, and the two sides fought on the south bank of the Yellow River.

The two sides fought for several days, each with injuries.

When Li Jing heard the news in Yanjing, he immediately ordered Shandong Province to send troops to help Yu Yan.

The Shandong governor received the order and immediately sent five young and powerful generals Zhu Xuan and Zhu Jin as the vanguard. On the third day of March, the five Zhu Xuan and Zhu Jin raided Han Jian's grain transport team and then replaced them with the banner of Wei Bojun.

The five brothers of the Zhu family led their subordinates to disguise themselves as the Korean army's food delivery team, hiding a large number of firearms and crossbows in the convoy. When they approached the camp gate, they suddenly launched an attack, captured the camp gate, and then led other soldiers waiting outside to enter the Weibo military camp, and Yu Jun rushed to attack at the right time. There was a melee between the two sides, and in the end, the Weibo army was defeated, and almost all the 30,000 troops crossing the Yellow River were gone.

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He stared at the sail that was getting bigger and bigger for a long time, not knowing whether he wanted to die or live.

It was easy to die. He knew that as long as he continued to climb back to Lu Wei and let the ship pass, death would soon come. The cold and hunger almost made him weak like a newborn baby. It was not just these, but the arrow wounds on his body. They were already red and swollen, and even pus was poured into it.

Every time he became weaker, and it would not take too long to die, dying in this quiet and nameless little place, he told himself.

Maybe he would starve to death before his wound was infected or killed by killing him.

He couldn't find food here, the only thing he could drink was the cold river water. He tried to catch the fish passing by the shore. After all his efforts, he finally caught one. Then he opened his mouth and bite a piece and chewed it.

But when he took the second bite, he felt something was wrong with the fish in his mouth. He looked down at the fish that had bitten off a piece of it, and saw that in the fish's belly that was bitten open, there was a broken finger of a person with white foam.

He suddenly understood what he had just eaten. He had been a handsome young man since childhood, and he encountered such a thing. He suddenly felt a spasm in his stomach and vomited wildly, and finally even vomited courage and sweat.

The fish could no longer be eaten, and he thought, maybe he would never eat fish again in his life.

The broken finger might be the finger of the dead Wei Bo who held the knife in the defeat!

Since not eating fish would make him starve to death, he might not be able to wait to starve to death. He began to have a fever, weak and powerless, and there was no one around him. His guards were covering him and fleeing, and were chased and killed by the Qin army.

He died, all of them were dead, and he was the only one left. If he hadn't jumped into the Yellow River at that time, he might have died long ago.

Now, he regrets it very much.

The attack on Heyang was too smooth, which made him forget to be careful. He should not cross the river to attack Tianping Town. The Tianping Army was actually a vassal of the Qin army. Yu Guan was Li Jing's father-in-law. He attacked Yunzhou himself. Isn't this a hit on the edge of the knife?

Those damn guys, the fifth brothers of the Zhu family? The names he had never heard of, a few unknown juniors, ruined his 30,000 army.

He had already escaped the Yellow River, on the north bank. But he didn't know whether he was in Weizhou or Bozhou now, or maybe he was in Dezhou or Dizhou?

He couldn't tell whether the battle ended three days ago or four days ago, but several times he found a Qin army squad searching through the net. They rowed boats on the river, rode horses on the shore, and searched for any fish that had missed the net. Once discovered, it would never be possible to escape their pursuit and could only become prisoners of war.

The reed marsh was not warm. It was still early March, and it was wet and rainy, and the day was better. But it was getting colder and colder at night. The night wind blew from time to time, followed by white mist, which would soak his whole body and make him tremble all over.

The fever and cold took turns attacking him, and hunger accompanied him, which made him in great pain.

Hunger, fever, and searching are his only friends these days! He is in office every day and every hour.

He was already considering which way of death he wanted to choose, whether to starve to death, freeze to death, or directly get a fever, which was a little decent, and was comparable to his position as the leader of Yizhenjie. Perhaps he should climb a few more steps forward, and the Yellow River was in front of him, and he dived into it. From then on, no one would find him so pitifully starving to death or freezing to death, and dying of illness on this shore.

But now another sail appeared on the water. From a distance, it was just a small spot, but it became bigger and bigger.

The ship was not a warship, but it looked like a small merchant ship, perhaps a passenger ship traveling through the Yellow River.

Han Jian stared at the sail-bulging ship with his pale red eyes, trying to see the ship number on the ship clearly.

This was the first time after the war, he discovered that it was not a ship loaded with soldiers. Because of this war, no civilian ships had been passing through this section of the water for several days. This was the first one.

The ship is getting closer and closer. As long as he shouts hard, the people on the ship will definitely hear it.

If he wants to survive, he should shout.

Should I shout? Should I live?

Han Jian thought, letting his eyes blurred.

Why?

His 30,000 army was destroyed, and even he suffered the injuries caused. He suffered this great defeat, especially after challenging Li Jing. Perhaps the Tianping Army and the Qin Army were preparing to counterattack Wei Bo. How could Wei Bo Town deal with Li Jing? Looking around, who can help him?

Is Wang Jingchong? He couldn't take care of himself, and the same clay Buddha crossed the river, and he couldn't protect himself. Maybe after he went back, his injuries could be cured, and he might be able to survive for a few years, but in the end, he would still be a loser. Li Jing would capture Wei Bo and destroy Wei Bo's army. Wei Bo Town, which his father captured, and everything would no longer exist.

After losing Weibo Town, how should I survive and what kind of face should I face my father?

When I go back, I just wait for the day to be destroyed, which is no different from waiting for death.

When the Qin army raided the camp, they were under their banner, and the people guarding the camp did not even doubt them. When the fake Wei Bo army suddenly started to attack, Wei Bo army was completely stunned. Including the Wei Boya soldiers whom he had always been proud of, this time, three thousand Wei Boya soldiers fought with the team.

However, in that raid, facing the fierce attack of the Qin army, Wei Boya soldiers seemed to be stupid, reacted slowly, acted slowly, had no resistance, and were beaten to pieces and collapsed thousands of miles.

He overestimated Wei Bojun and underestimated Qin army.

His eldest son led the guard to try to stop all this, but he could see that the eldest son was rushed in front of him by a Qin general who pierced his chest with a spear, lifted him up high, and then his body was thrown off his horse.

His second son wanted to avenge his brother, but was shot through his throat by another Qin general. Blood and bubbles kept pouring out from there. The second son couldn't say anything, and finally he was trampled on the face by a war horse, ending the pain.

His third son has been following him and guarding him from the battlefield. The third son has always been his favorite son, only sixteen years old, but he is extremely brave and brave. But in order to cover him, his son stayed to break the rear, led more than ten cavalry to drag hundreds of pursuers, and finally died in his power.

When he turned back for the last time, he happened to see his son kneeling on the ground covered in blood, his eyes wide open, and he died with his eyes open.

The crackling sound of flames, the explosion of firearms, the sound of crossbows breaking through the air, the trampling of iron hooves, the screams of dying soldiers, and the harsh sound of swords when they slash into their bodies.

Maybe all he has to do is lie quietly, and in a while, he can reunite with his children. He sleeps in the yellow mud under the river bed, allowing the carp in the Yellow River to bite his face or eat his fingers.

In this way, he no longer has to wait for the arrival of the day of destruction in his remaining life, nor has he to watch Wei Bozhen decline day by day.

After all, he took a breath, then struggled to sit up, shouting fiercely towards the sails that were getting closer and closer.

The voice was hoarse, dry and cracked, but it was extremely sharp and loud!

He was unwilling to give up, and was unwilling to die like this. He didn't want to die silently in the reeds on such an unknown river bank. His three sons died and he wanted to take revenge. If he could survive, then every day he survived, he would live in hatred. Even if he hits the stone with an egg, he would hit Li Jing with blood all over his body!

The continuous shouting exhausted his mental strength. As the sails got closer, he saw darkness in front of him and fainted.

When he regained consciousness again, the sun had already come out.

He lay on the bed in a dry cabin, and he sat up, feeling that his fever had subsided. He looked at the boat, and a slight man walked in, "Who are you?" he asked.

Yifang Jieshuai, Han Jian thought, a Jieshuai who once claimed to be the king, was also an arrogant and punished idiot.

His throat was so dry that he forgot how to speak, but the words he said were so strange that he was very strange even when he heard it.

"I have led soldiers and fought wars. I am... General, Jishou!"

"Ah, Grand Marshal?" the man asked, "Which vassal state is the clerk of the vassal state?"

This ship is likely to be affiliated with Li Jing, and Han Jian suddenly thought of it.

If he says the wrong thing now, his life may end.

Well, no. He saw the blue stripes exposed under the man's hat.

He is from Wei Bojun, he is from Bozhou Zhenbing, and he is from his own.

"I am Han Jian!" He shouted loudly to the man: "God of Haotian, I am Han Jian, the governor of Weibo Town, and Han Jian, the prince of Wei County!"
Chapter completed!