The Reincarnation of Lu Bu at the End of the Han Dynasty

Chapter 15 Marching into Huangliangdao

The young man's name is Zhang Liao, his surname is Wen Yuan, he is Zhang Zhong's youngest grandson, he is only thirteen years old, although he is young, he is Zhang Zhong's favorite.

Zhang Liao liked the art of war since he was a child, and he often made human figures out of the soil in the courtyard, and used them to form troops and practice fighting.Not only that, but Zhang Liao is also proficient in bow and horse, and his martial arts are even more difficult to rival among his peers.

Zhang Zhong looked at his favorite grandson, changed his anger just now, stroked his white beard, and laughed loudly: "Grandson, you are still young now, in two years, grandfather will bring you How about you go to the battlefield together?"

Zhang Liao shook his head, a look of resoluteness appeared on his immature face, and he said to Zhang Zhong with a straight face: "Grandfather, since I was a child, you have taught me to be familiar with the Spring and Autumn Days, to know right from wrong, to know right from wrong, to be filial and to know loyalty. The large-scale invasion has broken Loufan and Guangwu counties, and it is obvious that they are coming for Yanmen Pass. Although my grandson is not talented, he has studied strategy and martial arts since he was a child. Now he is willing to enlist in the army and drive the aliens out of Bingzhou!"

Others would laugh off their teeth if they heard Zhang Liao's words. The grandson of General Zhenbei still needs to be enlisted as a soldier?As long as Zhang Zhong said a word, an official position in the army is not easy to come by, so why bother to be an ordinary soldier who wanders on the edge of life and death all day long.

When Zhang Zhong heard this, he nodded again and again, and smiled even more heartily, "My Zhang family man should be like this, but you are too young, and your mind and wrist are still immature in many aspects. You should wait another two years." stop."

It is true that Zhang Liao has read a lot of military strategies, but he has never had any experience in commanding troops. Fighting battles is no different from ordinary calculation exercises. If you make a mistake, you can start over.The battlefield is changing rapidly, and any wrong decision by the commander may lead to the death of thousands of soldiers. It is simply not feasible to simply copy the knowledge from those ancient books.

Furthermore, Zhang Liao is only 13 years old now, and he may be regarded as a master of martial arts among children of the same age, but if he faces more than a dozen fierce soldiers who have been killed at the same time, his life may be in danger.

So Zhang Liao's courage is certainly commendable, but Zhang Zhong would never agree to it no matter what.

But Zhang Liao refused to give up, and wanted to say more. At this time, Bo Chentao, the master of the mansion, came in with a bundle of bamboo slips, and said to Zhang Zhong: "General, the battle report has just come from Mayi."

Zhang Zhong's face darkened, and his first reaction was, "Ma Yi is also lost?"

"That's not true, it's just..." The master Bo Chentao had a strange expression on his face.

The old general's heart skipped a beat, an ominous premonition arose, and he couldn't help urging loudly: "It's just what, you should say it quickly!"

Chen Tao looked embarrassed, and replied truthfully: "Cheng Lian, the captain of Beiguang School stationed in Mayi, said in the battle report that they defeated the Xianbei army at Pingfengkou, killed nearly a thousand enemies, and captured three hundred horses."

The old general Zhang Zhong couldn't get over his nerves for a moment, and he asked Chen Tao for confirmation after a while: "Did I hear it right just now, did I win? Quick, read what you just said to the old man again. "

Chen Tao had no choice but to read it again.

"Okay, good play!"

Old General Zhang slapped his thigh suddenly, and let out a loud drink regardless of his image.

In the past few days, what he heard was either the retreat here or the fall there. As the general guarding Bingzhou, Zhang Zhong was also restless. The news of Mayi's victory finally played a comforting role.

After Zhang Zhongping calmed down, he glared at Chen Tao and reprimanded him, "You still have a sad face for such great news. Could it be that you want to make fun of me!"

"I dare not to be humble."

Chen Tao quickly defended himself, and said in a helpless tone: "It's not that I don't believe in my lowly position, it's because the battle report is too outrageous, saying that it was a centurion named Lu Bu, who only brought more than [-] soldiers to defeat him." The most unbelievable thing is that the letter said that none of the seventy people died, but nearly a thousand Xianbei soldiers were killed."

"Quickly, give me that bamboo slip, old man, I want to check it myself." Zhang Zhong went directly to Chen Tao, stretched out his hand and searched quickly.

It's not that Zhang Zhong doesn't believe it, but that this matter is too unimaginable. It may be possible to defeat twenty times as many enemies, but after a head-to-head battle, no one died, which is too far-fetched.

Soon, Zhang Zhong found the bamboo slips that said "Beiguang Xiaowei Department" was written on the surface. Zhang Zhong opened it, read it carefully, and then read it again.

After watching it three times in a row, Mr. Zhang, who had lived for a year, was completely confused.If it was said that Cheng Lian wanted to claim credit, there was absolutely no need to bring out Lu Bu, but the tone of the letter did not seem to be lying. If it was true, no one would believe it.

After thinking about it for a while, Old General Zhang finally made a decision, and said to Chen Tao: "Whether it is true or not, we have the right to treat it as true. First, it can boost the morale of the army, and second, it can also lower the morale of the army." The fear of the Xianbei people in the hearts of the common people is irrelevant whether other people believe it or not, as long as the common people believe it."

Chen Tao nodded, cupped his hands and said with great admiration: "It's the old general who thinks thoroughly, and I'll pass the contents of the bamboo slips to the counties."

After finishing speaking, Chen Tao bowed and left the Zhenbei General's Mansion.

Zhang Liao on the side also no longer asked to enlist in the army, he saluted Zhang Zhong, and left the hall with a long knife.

After leaving Zhang Zhong's office hall, Zhang Liao went directly to the courtyard where he lived, moved out a large number of clay figurines of various shapes from the house, and began to fiddle with them on the ground.

After more than half an hour, Zhang Liao got up and took the clay figurines back into the house, and then wrote a short and clear sentence on the bamboo slips with a pen: Grandfather, grandson go to Mayi to find out the authenticity, don't worry.

At this time, Cheng Lian was still on his way to Yunzhong County, unaware that General Zhenbei's favorite grandson had already rushed towards Mayi.

Cheng Lian is full of ambition at this moment, as long as he wins Yunzhong County, who will dare to say that I, Cheng Lian, is a reckless man in the future.

"General, go through the Huangliang Road ahead, and you will see the outline of Yunzhong County in another ten miles." Wu Chong rode up to Cheng Lian, and flattered him with a smile on his face: "I wish the general the victory in flying the flag, and take it in one fell swoop." Go down to Yunzhong County".

Cheng Lian laughed loudly, patted Wu Chong on the shoulder and assured him: "Don't worry, your contribution will definitely be indispensable!"

Wu Chong quickly cupped his fists in thanks.

Lu Bu also rode over at this time, and said to Cheng Lian in a low tone: "General, this Huangliang Road is a grave road with countless bones buried, it is extremely unknown, and the road is rugged, making it difficult to advance and retreat."

"We didn't plan on this road originally, so we might as well change it." Lu Bu expressed his worries, raising his head three feet above the gods, walking past the graves of others without worshiping first, which is extremely damaging to morality.

When Wu Chong heard Lu Bu's words, his tone changed, and he sneered harshly: "Hey, is this still the hero Lu Fengxian in our camp who defeated the Xianbei? He is not afraid of killing the living, but he is afraid of the bones in these coffins?"

"Besides, the most important thing in marching is the speed of soldiers. If we change our course now, the day lily will be cold in Yunzhong County." Wu Chong's tone was full of bitterness.

Cheng Lian thought about it, anyway, there were no problems along the way, so could something happen here?

After trying to pass, Cheng Lian took the lead in the front on a tall horse, and ordered: "Brothers, go at full speed!"

(End of this chapter)