A dragon and phoenix dance, and the iron mountain wooden flag that entered the sky rose in the wind. In the sound of the wind, there were gradually stops shouting and begging for mercy.

Three thousand Han cavalry fought a beautiful pursuit, as if they were recreating the heroic scene of Huo Qubing's command of troops to attack the Huns for thousands of miles.

But those who are interested are extremely clear that the Yellow Turban is not the Huns, and there is only one Huo Qubing among the Han cavalry. Behind the seemingly majestic and powerful Han cavalry, there is a weak and slowly corroded weak. The Han cavalry finally declined after experiencing Anping for a hundred years.

Huang Pusong's large army arrived late, but finally arrived at the end of the battle. Compared with the cavalry, the speed of the infantry's feet was not just the difference between two feet and four hooves.

"Last general Lu Bu, please see General Huang Pu! Thank you for your kindness in helping you!" Lu Bu was covered in blood and quickly walked to Huang Pu Song, and bowed to him.

"Qingxian, please get up quickly. You are a good general in the court, and saving you is a matter of your own. But I have something unknown. I wonder if Fengxian can solve my doubts for you?" Huang Pusong personally helped Lu Bu up and asked.

"General Huangpu, please speak. The last general will definitely speak out, and everything will be said." Lu Bu stood up with the trend and said seriously.

"I general commanded the army to help Jizhou. However, as we were marching, I suddenly heard a scout coming to report that he had found several seriously injured and dying Shooting camp defeated soldiers. After asking, I found that more than 40,000 troops in Dong Zhuo's Jizhou camp were completely destroyed. Before I could ask for details, the several Shooting soldiers died. Can Fengxian tell me what the disaster had happened? Is it really as the severely injured soldiers said: The imperial court's Hebei camp was defeated in one fell swoop?"

Huang Pusong looked worried. When he came to help the Hebei camp this time, he only brought less than 30,000 troops, and there should have been more than 40,000, but the remaining more than 10,000 were appointed by him to lead the extermination of the small yellow turret Yu Kou in the areas of Yingchuan, Chen State, and Chenliu.

It was originally thought that the more than 40,000 people from the Hebei Camp and the about 30,000 soldiers and horses he supported were 70,000 or 80,000, which was enough to calmly wipe out the main force of the Yellow Turban entrenched in Julu like a turtle-shaped shell.

But if Dong Zhuo suddenly became a big defeat, he would be able to disrupt the overall situation that he had worked hard to conquer the situation that he had deduced countless times in an instant, so he was eager to take care of him and asked his insider Lu Bu.

After listening to Huang Pusong's words, Lu Bu pondered for a moment, sorted out his thoughts, and replied impartially: To be ashamed, Dong Zhonglang and I have an inseparable relationship with this matter. Dong Zhonglang was originally a calm and patient person, confronting the Yellow Turbans in Julu City, without any rush or impatience, and was well aware of the etiquette of slowly drawing it. However, since Dong Zhonglang met Zuo Feng, the two of them had some estrangement, and Zuo Feng left in anger. After a while, there was a rumor that Dong Zhonglang was about to be dismissed and General Huang Pu was replaced.

"I was satisfied with the news. Dong Zhonglang was furious, and his strategy of controlling the army became extremely extreme and stubborn. A few days ago, he ordered all the soldiers of the Jizhou camp to come out in full swing, and within five days, allowing more than 40,000 soldiers to attack the city without sleep. Unexpectedly, the enemy chief Zhang Jiao saw through Dong Zhonglang's psychology, waited for his work, and calculated the time. Today, the most exhausted plan of the soldiers today, so that more than 40,000 tired soldiers in the court were defeated in an instant. Unfortunately, the day before Dong Zhonglang sent the troops, I ordered my general Zhang Liao to lead the eight thousand wolf cavalry to attack Guangzong, and the one thousand trap camps in my hand were unable to rescue them, so this time was defeated!"

Huang Pusong's face was as dark as ink. After hearing the news from Lu Bu, he learned that more than 40,000 troops in northern Hebei were really defeated overnight, and he immediately poured his throat with a mouthful of blood.

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"Dong Zhongying is the country, Dong Zhongying is the country! You, as the prefect of a county, you clearly saw that Dong Zhuo did something wrong, so why didn't you stop it? With your martial arts, why didn't you control Dong Zhuo and imprison him to protect more than 40,000 elite soldiers in the court?" Huang Pusong was covered in blood foam, but he didn't wipe it, and only questioned Lu Bu in a harsh manner.

Lu Bu didn't say anything. He knew the only remaining veteran general in the Han Dynasty's feelings for the Han court, and could understand his heartache for the shocking losses of the Han court army. I'm afraid Huang Pusong was already angry and was confused. He didn't think about the cause and effect when he spoke.

Huang Pusong stared at Lu Bu with a desolate gaze as close as a lonely cloud, but he could not see any panic expression on Lu Bu's face.

After a long time, Huang Pusong let out a long breath of turbid air to calm down and said hoarsely: Oh, I think so, you are a little prefect and the identity of a rebel army. How dare you take it a big deal to imprison the commander of the first army? I took it for granted!

Lu Bu said with gratitude: General Huangpu was grateful to him and could understand the difficulties of the General Mo. General Wu had tried his best to persuade Dong Zhonglang, but for this, he did not hesitate to bring General Huangpu to suppress him, but Dong Zhuo was not moved at all!

Huang Pusong shook his head, unwilling to say more than 20,000 troops went to the location of the Hebei Camp to investigate the situation of the Hebei Camp, and ordered the camp to be set up overnight.

The excellent record of defeating more than 15,000 Yellow Turbans was also made uninteresting by the bad news that was suddenly confirmed.

Fortunately, the Yellow Turban soldiers had just defeated more than 40,000 imperial troops. Before they could occupy the camp in northern Hebei, Huang Pusong saved many minor and complicated matters.

The next day, the sky was clear and the air was clear and cloudless.

Outside the tent of the general of the Daying in Hebei Province, all the guards on the left and right were taken back.

"Have you found out clearly?" A man in the tent had a bright eye. He looked at him, but he was not Huang Pusong or who was the one.

"Well, my subordinates interrogated the captured Yellow Turban bandits overnight last night, and used Chongli to learn the details from Dong Zhuo's remaining defeated soldiers. What they said was no different from what Lu Bu said." A figure knelt on the ground and bowed to report.

"In this way, Lu Bu did not deceive me in the military newspaper at all? Well, he is also a talent that can be made. The court needs him as a good general who is neither humble nor arrogant, dares to speak out, and has the courage to take responsibility." Huang Pusong nodded and praised.

"What the lord said is very true. But there is something unknown to my subordinates. My subordinates also contacted soldiers in the camp yesterday, but they were quite alert and were very alert to my subordinates before they could talk about the reasons. They vaguely gave my subordinates a strange feeling."

"What does it feel?" Huang Pusong asked.

"They seem to be too loyal to Lu Bu. Even in their eyes, they only see Lu Bu in their eyes, but they do not hear of the court!" The figure said in a deep voice.

Huang Pusong's eyes flashed with a faint light, and he was silent for a long time before he said: I already know this, I have my own concerns!

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It was another beautiful and sunny weather. Zhang Ning'er coughed a few times and lifted up the brocade quilt embroidered by the lotus jade phoenix. Suddenly, a tempting spring light appeared. It was exquisite and exquisite, like a perfect masterpiece from heaven.

A small piece of her slender and white as mutton fat jade was exposed. The short underwear could no longer wrap all the red jade phoenixes. A few traces of sickness appeared on her pale face, and her charming eyes were a little dark and weak. But this not only did not make her face lose its color, but instead made people feel that she had some more sickness on her body, the beauty burying flowers and living trees.

Beautiful things are always shy. She quickly resisted the discomfort and smiled and put on thick clothes and women's boots to cover up the wonderful morning.

He pushed open the door and took a deep breath of fresh mist. Several young maids waiting outside quickly helped him, but these maids lost their former liveliness. Although they deliberately hid it, they could not hide the anxiety between their eyebrows. How could this be hidden from Zhang Ning'er, who is kind and kind?

"Qiao'er, Xiao'er, can you tell Ning'er, what happened during the days when I was sick and sleeping?"

"Ah, Miss! The Heavenly Master has given me instructions, I can't say anything!" Qiao'er opened her mouth wide and blurted out.

"Yes, Sister Ning'er, we dare not talk nonsense in front of you. We don't want to deceive you!" Xiao'er lowered her neck in shame.

"Hmph, don't tell me, I'll ask my father!" Although Zhang Ning'er is kind-hearted and innocent, she also has times when she is acting like a lady's temperament.

Seeing that Zhang Jiao was deliberately hiding something, the eldest lady suddenly had a temper. She was really angry because she felt that the father and daughter were one, and she should work together when things happened. Even if she wanted her to die in her father's arms, she was happy. But why did she hide it from her?

Zhang Ning'er walked with grievances and took a big step in anger, and no longer cared about her father's fairy style, and left Qiao'er, Xiao'er and others far away.

Passing through several elegant and pleasant courtyard pavilions, crossing a few small bridges and flowing water, and unintentionally admiring the vast bamboo forest medicine garden. Zhang Ning'er came to Zhang Jiao's bedroom alone.

"Shh!" Seeing several guards of Yellow Turban soldiers seeing her, Zhang Ning'er immediately made a silence from the air.'

I saw her touching the tip of her lips with her index finger, and exhaling fragrance to her index finger, her lively eyes dripping around.

Several guards looked at each other, and were so cautious that Zhang Ning'er was so cautious that she was laughed and crying like a thief. I really didn't know whether to report loudly or pretend that she didn't see it.

Finally, seeing that Zhang Ning'er's eyes showed a hint of pleading, the guards were shocked and dared not say a word of nonsense again.

Zhang Ning'er smiled as if she had succeeded in her plan and took a lighter pace. In the stunned eyes of several guards, she blatantly poked a small hole in the window and arched her body and looked inside.

Inside the house.

Zhang Bao felt indescribable fatigue, more tired than sleeping for days and nights. But he still didn't dare to move half a step.

In front of him was a long table, and above it was a wooden tombstone. Six blood words were written with bright red blood stains on the monument: the tomb of the third brother Zhang Liang.

He had been kneeling all night, and his whole body and legs no longer belonged to him. His legs were numb and his hands were cold. He felt that his whole body was in the ice, and he felt that he could not express his sadness in his heart.

Zhang Jiao, wearing a yin and yang jade Taoist robe, walked slowly out of the inner room, and there was no trace of anger and sorrow between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Do you know what's wrong?" Zhang Jiao asked in a deep voice.

"My second brother knows his mistake. I hope my elder brother will give him mercy and give me a chance to atone for my sins. I will definitely kill my enemies and avenge my third brother!" Zhang Bao begged for mercy in a hoarse voice.

"Hmph, I asked you to kneel all night and you figured it out. You, you really disappointed me!" Zhang Jiao was angry, and he seemed to be angry.

Zhang Bao swallowed his mouth and whispered: I am stupid, I hope my elder brother can speak so well.

"You!!!" Zhang Jiao shook his sleeves hard and turned his back.

"Twenty thousand yellow turbans are handed over to you, but they cannot stop Lu Bu's only one thousand people. It also caused the third brother Zhang Liang to be shot and killed, and the 20,000 army was trapped in the quagmire and was defeated by thousands of cavalry of Huang Pusong. How can I spare this crime?"

"I saw that Lu Bu's army was brave and brave enough to fight, and even used a ridiculous strategy of hurting the enemy by 100 times and 600 times. The Yellow Turbans shot their arrows at their sons, which made the soldiers feel heartbroken and the soldiers were exhausted, resulting in the final defeat. How could this be spared?"

"I know that my third brother is reckless, but I do not dissuade him and let him go to the front of the Yellow Turban Army, and was eventually killed by Lu Bu. How about this crime? I know that my third brother is dead, but I don't want to protect my third brother's corpse as soon as possible. Instead, I only have hatred and am blinded by hatred. I don't care about my third brother's corpse. How about this crime? I have more than 15,000 people in my hands, and I can fight with the three thousand cavalry of the court. As the main general, I fled at the battle and discarded the lives of thousands of soldiers. How about this crime?"

"When you ran away, you seemed to have forgotten the corpse of your third brother, which caused your third brother to be exposed to the wilderness. You may have been cut off by the imperial soldiers. After dismembering the corpse, you went to receive the merits. How could you spare this crime?"

"So, you'll be self-destructive!"

After Zhang Jiao's words, he said this sentence only turned into the last long sigh.
Chapter completed!