My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 274 Three States have fallen
The address of the second half of Meizhou is similar to that of Xiliang. Dong Zhuo, who had fought all the way since entering Meizhou, was riding on his horse, holding a serrated knife, looking at the somewhat desolate landforms in the distance, and let out a long sigh.

"It's so similar to Xiliang."

"Grand Master, what would have happened if we had not entered Luoyang?"

Li Jue urged his horse to come to Dong Zhuo's side. He followed his gaze and looked into the distance. "Guo Aduo, Zhang Ji, Fan Chou, Niu Fu...and Li Ru. Sometimes I think about how happy they were in Xiliang at that time." , when they have something to do, they lead troops to fight the Qiang people, and when they have nothing to do, they gather together to drink, eat meat and play with women."

Before he finished his emotional words, Dong Zhuo slapped him on the iron helmet, "When we entered Luoyang, each of you ran faster than me, and your eyes were as green as a wolf."

Dong Zhuo glanced at him and took back his hand with a curse, "Well, the most important minister has lost his head, and now I'm feeling sentimental."

"Hehe." Li Jue would have complained about being slapped in the past, but now he looked at Dong Zhuo with a silly smile on his face.

Under the hillside of the two men was a marching army, with a vanguard composed of more than 9000 surrendered troops from Wei, and at the rear were more than 3 Xiliang troops, and behind them were more than [-] civilians. They were all civilian men recruited from Meizhou after conquering various counties.

At this time, a fast horse galloped up and rushed up the gentle slope where the two men were standing. The scout raised his hands on the horse and said, "I am reporting to the Grand Master and General Li. General Ma has come to report that he and Liang Guo have come to report." A group of cavalry have encountered each other and have entangled the opponent, so you can attack the city with confidence!"

"it is good!"

The flesh on Dong Zhuo's face trembled, he laughed loudly, and he put the serrated knife on his shoulder, "Ma Mengqi is indeed from Xiliang, he does things so neatly and childishly, he defeated the last county, Meizhou is complete Go back...huh?"

He looked solemn and nodded slightly, but after the words fell, there was no response from beside him.

"Zhiran?!"

Dong Zhuo turned his head and saw that Li Jue, who had been standing on one side of the horse just now, was nowhere to be seen. He was already galloping down the slope.

"I call you your mother!"

He cursed loudly, held the knife in one hand, galloped down the gentle slope on his horse, and galloped along the advancing army.

……

Luyang, Imperial Palace.

In the quiet ancestral temple, the tribute table was empty, with only two spiritual statues standing alone on it.

"Mr. Xuande..."

"King Wei."

There was a faint voice echoing between the two spiritual thrones.

Soon, faint green smoke curled up around the spiritual throne, rising into the air. It seemed as if two figures were seen standing inside. In the blink of an eye, they turned into smoke-like arrows that passed through the roof of the temple and dissipated in the sky.

……

Suizhou
Half of Suizhou has been merged, and in the last county, the armies of Yue and Yan have been fighting together in the vast wilderness. The flames have ignited the mountains and forests, and the blood lines have formed into patches, dyeing the earth red.

The black horse spread its iron hoofs wildly and galloped wildly in the wilderness. Zhang Fei and the thirteen riders behind him rushed towards the Vietnamese army in front. In the dark, he looked up at the sky.

"Big brother..."

The next second, his voice suddenly erupted into a roar like a tiger's roar: "You forest humans and monkeys are worthy of fighting with me!"

——Drink up Dangyang!
The moment the terrifying sound came out, it sounded like a tiger's roar. The Yue soldiers and horses who rushed to intercept were instantly dizzy. The two groups of Vietnamese soldiers who faced Zhang Fei were directly shocked and bleeding. The ground cannot rise.

The running black horse did not stop. With the lingering sound of roaring, Zhang Fei thrust his spear into the crowd in front like a chariot. With a terrifying impact, the snake spear directly penetrated the shield-holding Vietnamese soldiers, pushing the opponent's back. At the same time, he stabbed several people one after another.

A battalion of two thousand tiger cavalry roared in. Guan Yu reined in his horse and stopped, "Third brother, did you feel Big Brother just now?"

"I feel it!" Zhang Fei also reined in his horse and wiped the blood stains on the tiger's beard. He looked at the sky, "Big brother seems to have told us to defeat Yue!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he galloped away again.

Guan Yu on the side nodded slightly and looked towards the sky. The Qinglong Sword swung away, pressed down, clamped the horse's belly, spurred the horse to gallop, and cut into the formation with the sword horizontally. In a moment, he directly passed through and met the third brother on the side. Zhang Fei rushed towards the Yue Kingdom's central formation.

The Red Rabbit Horse leaped forward and knocked away the formation of Yue soldiers in front. The moment the Qinglong Yanyue Sword was swung away, two thousand tiger cavalry battalions followed closely behind and rushed into the central formation of Yue Kingdom. They swung their swords left and right, bringing away countless blood lines and human stumps and heads. Soaring into the sky.

In almost everyone's field of vision, the figure in golden armor and green robes cut through the thorns and thorns all the way, like a fiery red meteor, rushing towards the opposite general's flag.

Guan Yu's slightly closed eyes opened, with fierce killing intent. The moment the knife edge opened, his voice was powerful
"The turkey dog!"

The sword slashed down angrily, and the flagpole hanging the 'Yue' flag was cut into pieces and fell down.

The whistling iron cavalry advanced fiercely, and the more it was penetrated by the snake spear, Zhang Fei lifted it off the horse's back and waved it in the air.The last group of Vietnamese troops on the north bank of the Huaijiang River was finally defeated.

……

Gyeongju.

Zhang Liao stood on the city that had just been recaptured from the Wu army. He looked to the sky with some emotion and seemed to hear the voice of King Wei.

Next to him were Gao Shun and Niu Gai, who were looking at the large number of Wu reinforcements outside the southern city, occupying various key roads for dozens of miles in the wilderness.

"Wen Yuan, do you remember those days?" Gao Shun asked with a smile while pressing the head of his knife.

"Ah."

Zhang Liao's face was relaxed, as if he had no feeling for the Wu army outside the city, and his voice was slightly smiling: "It would be great if the general on the opposite side were replaced by Sun Zhongmou."

Such a scene seemed to take him back to the time in Xiaoyaojin, except that the Le Jin and Li Dian beside him were replaced by Gao Shun and Niu Gai.

He smiled and looked at a Wu cavalryman who was riding down to persuade him to surrender. He raised his hand and asked his soldiers to hand him a long bow. Although his archery skills were not as good as Lu Bu and others, he could still easily kill an immobile cavalryman.

Whoosh!
The arrow flew out from the bowstring, and the Wu cavalryman who was shouting in the middle was left with only a frightened horse running away in panic.

Zhang Liao snorted and handed the long bow to the soldiers.

"Get ready for battle!"

Soon after, Zhang Liao led [-] cavalry, plus Gao Shun's trapped camp, out of the north gate.

Within an hour, they passed through the gap between the two battalions on the northern flank of the Wu army and led the cavalry straight into the opponent's center.

The Wu soldiers who came after hearing the news were entangled in the trapped camp, and then defeated. Immediately afterwards, the second two thousand Wu soldiers intercepted, and were frightened by Zhang Liao's momentum and quickly retreated. One message after another was transmitted to the central formation, and Wu Jun's The coach was immediately shocked.

When the last military report came, Yan's [-] cavalrymen, led by Zhang Liao, passed through the two lines of defense in a roundabout way, constantly inserting themselves into the gaps in the central formation from diagonal angles, and went straight to the commander's flag.

Kill Wu coach Qiu Daxing!
The entire territory of Gyeongju has been attached.

The news first spread to Luyang and then to Beidi. It was already mid-October in Yunqi County, Rongzhou.

Since Xirong's 12 cavalry were wiped out and dispersed, the trade routes were reopened. Merchants from various places waited and watched for a while before resuming trade. However, most of them chose to enter and leave Yantang Pass, head southeast, and then turn south to Qi. The country does business.

For a while, Yunqi, who was just a stopover and resting place, became lively again.
It is the hot season of golden autumn. In the entire Yunqi County, except in the direction of the garrison, you can see motorcades and horse teams traveling from south to north, and the streets in the city are full of people.

In the area where goods are unloaded outside the city, workers and traders gather together under the scorching sky, creating a scalding heat wave. The sweaty hired workers loading and unloading goods come and go. When they are tired, they stop to drink water and wipe the sweat from their faces. Businessmen are on their way in a hurry. He yelled at him loudly, telling them to hurry up, and then they started to make a lot of noise.
As the largest noble family in Yunqiu, the Fang family did not decline because of the death of its backbone Fang Wenye.

There is no one in the first house to support the family business, and most of the second house is idle. In the end, the burden falls on Fang Jinxue, the third house. Of course, he doesn’t have much ability. In the end, everything is taken care of by Fang Xuejun.

The disciples of the Fang family, former officials and wealthy people in the city who came to express their condolences were all handled in an orderly manner. Of course, Yang Yuhuan, who stayed to comfort her, was also there to help guide her.

The death of relatives at home made Fang Xuejun lose his former chivalrous spirit, put down his beloved knife, picked up the pen and ink again with his delicate fingers, and dealt with the Fang family's property.

At this time, footsteps sounded outside, and then the door creaked open. Li Wangqiu came back from the outside with a letter. Xue Jun saw the letter in her hand and his eyes moved slightly, but he still looked at the account book.

"A letter from him."

Li Wangqiu smiled and put the luxurious letter with gilt borders in the woman's hand, "Open it."

Fang Xuejun's eyes glanced, moved again, and then returned to coldness again, "Wait until I finish reading the account books."

"Oh."

Li Wangqiu originally wanted to take the opportunity to take a peek, but was ordered to be kicked out and left angrily with his sword in hand.

When the door closed again, the woman holding the pen immediately put down the brush, grabbed the letter on the table, and quickly opened it, using the dim light of the candle.

Looking at the vertical writing on it: "Mr. I can see you, that bastard Wu Zixun is so clumsy that he can’t even put on his robe..."

puff!
Under the light, the woman chuckled when she saw this.

This short sentence was the warmest thing she had said in the past few days.

(End of this chapter)