Summoning the Peak of the Three Kingdoms

chapter 127

Chapter 126: A Room for Talking and Laughing

Five months have passed since the March Uprising of the Yellow Turbans. During these five months, the entire big man has been in flames everywhere, turning into a pot of porridge.

Although the Han Dynasty has lost half of the country, it has barely blocked the fierce offensive of the Yellow Turbans, and the war between the two sides has entered a stalemate.

August [-]rd, Bingzhou, Yanmen Pass.

The battle between the Yanmen Army and the Huns has also been going on for a month, but from the very beginning of this war, Tiangong seemed to be standing with Qin Hao.

Qin Hao had just returned to Yanmenguan with the reinforcements when the weather suddenly turned cloudy. After three consecutive days of heavy rain, the weather finally began to clear.

Rainfall is definitely good news for the current Yanmen Army. Rainy days are not conducive to sieging the city, and the Huns will temporarily stop their operations, which just provides valuable time for the newly arrived reinforcements to deploy.

At noon, only [-] soldiers were on duty on the Yanmenguan city wall, and the rest of the defenders were eating warm lunches in various military camps behind the Wengcheng.

In the General's Mansion, Qin Hao was nibbling on steaming steaming white noodle buns, and there was a bowl of steaming rice soup on the table in front of him.

Qin Hao was holding pickles in the chopsticks in his hand. He just wanted to put it to his mouth, but before he was in a hurry to eat, he saw layers of ripples suddenly appear in the calm rice soup in front of him, and even his feet felt a slight shaking.

"Earthquake?" Qin Hao speculated secretly in his heart.

After a while, the shaking became more and more violent. If the entire Yanmen Pass was shaking slightly, Qin Hao and everyone felt an ominous premonition.

With the rapid sound of drums from the closing of the Yanmen Gate, all the people had only one thought, that is, the Huns are coming.

Qin Hao hurriedly put down the food in his hand, took his saber from the weapon rack, put on the Jiulong Ji, and ran towards Guan Shang quickly, shouting loudly as he ran.

"Qin Hu, Qin Yong, Qin Qiong, Yue Fei, Wang Meng followed me to the city wall, Gao Shun, Zhang Liao, Xu Huang, Guan Sheng followed with the bowmen and archers to the city wall, Qin Yu was ready to rescue at any time, Qin Lie quickly When the order is sent to gather the army, the Huns may be about to attack the city soon."

When the voice fell, Qin Hao had already run out of the general's mansion, and regardless of who was following behind, he climbed the tower at the fastest speed.

The three thousand archers on the Yanmen Pass city wall were already full of bows and ready to shoot, but their eyes were filled with panic.

On the straight mountain road, a crowd of people swept toward Yanmen Pass like rolling waves, and the stagnant water where they passed was submerged by the black cavalry.

The vigorous cavalry team dashed all the way along the mountain road, unable to see the end at a glance, only to see the rebel cavalry gushing out from the corner more than ten miles away, and the front of the rebel army was getting closer and closer to Yanmen Pass.

Listening to the sound of the horse's hooves and feeling the trembling of the earth, Qin Hao could easily calculate the specific number of the enemy.

Thousands of people make a forest, ten thousand people make a sea, so what about 10 people?

And there are still a hundred thousand cavalry?
It was definitely a vast expanse of crowds.

The momentum of the [-] army was too spectacular. Qin Hao looked out of the city from the closed eyes. He could hardly see the end of the team. The dense and continuous cavalry team made Qin Hao feel a little scalp numb.

10 people have such momentum, what about 20, 30, and millions?Qin Hao didn't dare to imagine how fierce the ongoing battle of tens of thousands of people in the Central Plains would be.

Qin Hu, Qin Yong, Qin Qiong, Wang Meng, and Yue Fei also came to the tower one after another, watching the galloping horses of the Huns, but no one said a word.

Looking at Yu Fuluo who was protected by layers in the center of the Xiongnu army formation, Qin Hao pointed at the three people beside Yu Fuluo and asked in confusion, "Strange, why don't you see Temujin? Who are those three people?"

"Young Master, those are the Huns' Zuo Xian Wang, and the left and right Gu Li Wang!" Qin Hu responded.

Hu Chuquan, it turned out to be him.Qin Hao thought to himself.

Although he hadn't seen it before, Qin Hao had also heard of Hu Chuquan's name, so he looked at it carefully.

Hu Chuquan's eye sockets were sunken, the bridge of his nose was high and bulging, a pair of piercing eyes were also staring at Qin Hao, and a yellow goatee was hanging on his lower jaw.

Hu Chuquan and Hu Chuquan were both born from the same father and mother, so why are there no similarities at all!Qin Hao complained in his heart.

Just when Qin Hao and others were observing Yu Fuluo, Yu Fuluo was also watching Qin Hao and others who were closed, but his attention shifted to Yanmenguan, the male gate.

Looking at the Xiongguan not far away that he had dreamed of winning, Yu Fuluo, who has always been known for his bravery and courage, showed a hint of hesitation and hesitation.

Is this a blessing or a curse for the Great Huns?
"Qin Wen, Qin Hao."

Yuvro held the machete tightly in his hand, his face tightened, and there was a deep fear in his eyes.

"Lord Zuo Xian, if it's Qin Wen, it's fine, but Qin Hao is just a child, is it necessary to put up such a big battle?" King Youguli arched Hu Chuquan beside him with his shoulders, looking at the front Yufro was very curious.

Although Qin Hao destroyed the Xiongnu's plan, and then defeated the Xiongnu god of war Temujin, most of the Huns just thought that Qin Hao was lucky.

How good can a 14-year-old be?
I have to admit that Qin Hao's age is indeed too confusing.

Hu Chuquan shook his head. He didn't want to worry about this kind of problem, but looked at Yu Fuluo with complicated eyes. He found that the elder brother had really changed, and even he didn't know him.

Glancing at the army in front of him, Qin Hao said with a headache: "Yu Fuluo brought an army of [-] at a time, which shows that he is very determined!"

When the generals standing behind Qin Hao heard it, they all showed extremely solemn expressions. Only Wang Mengyu shook his fan lightly, his eyes flickered, and after a while, he laughed lightly.

"Ha ha!"

"Why are you laughing, sir?" Qin Hao asked curiously.

"I laugh at Furuo for doing such a stupid thing as breaking his arm. I once heard that Temujin, the right sage king of the Xiongnu, is the invincible god of war of the Xiongnu, and he has not suffered a defeat in the grasslands, but he is jealous of Furuo because of this. "

The feather fan in Wang Meng's hand pointed to Yu Fuluo in the distance, with a warm smile on his face, he said unhurriedly: "Tiemujin just suffered a defeat not long ago, but now he is not in the Xiongnu army, Wang Meng thinks it must be He was suppressed by Yu Fuluo. The Huns were good at cavalry and not good at attacking cities. The only general who was good at attacking cities was Temujin, but Yufuluo abandoned Temujin in order to establish his power.

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