My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 281 The Tang Dynasty called Xuanjia, and the Han Dynasty controlled Yulin

"Huo Qiaoqi, please!"

I thought it would take me an unknown amount of time to see each other again, but I didn't expect to meet him again outside the Chinese army's tent. Lu Bu immediately stepped forward to greet him and extended his hand toward the tent in a gesture of invitation.

No matter how high his martial arts skills were and how ferocious he was in leading the cavalry, he was extremely excited when he saw the hussar general in his heart who sealed the wolf as his subordinate.

"Haha, General Lu, please!"

Huo Qubing was already familiar with him, and he didn't have to be as reserved as when he first arrived. He stretched out his hand and invited Lu Bu to walk side by side to the handsome tent. The moment the curtain was opened, noisy and noisy sounds came out.

Inside the tent stood swords, spears, swords and halberds, with furs hanging on them, and two pots of fire burning on both sides.

Lei Tong and Zhang Yi were chatting and joking, but Zhao Yun turned his head and glared at them. The two of them were sitting upright, not squinting. Zhang Yu was talking to Qin Qiong, and then he was introduced to the first old man who was sitting on one side, and he bowed his hands to him and humbly asked for advice. Li Xuanba was also sitting in the rank of generals, his huge body burying his head in the pages of the military book given by his second brother, closing his eyes from time to time and reciting a few sentences silently.

Su Chen sat at the front seat and talked softly with Dian Wei. From time to time, he introduced the old man with majestic eyes and solemn expression to the other generals. He was as thin as a withered bone, which made the generals in the tent feel a little confused.

Hearing the movement of the curtain being lifted, the generals in the tent turned around one after another. When they saw the young general beside Lu Bu, they stood up solemnly and held their hands in their hands: "The Champion!"

Li Jing, who was sitting next to Su Chen, opened his eyes wide and saw Lu Bu entering the tent and the figure beside Lu Bu. His hands on his knees were shaking with excitement.

"Meet you again!"

Huo Qubing came in with a smile, bowed his hands to the familiar generals on both sides, then strode to the center and raised his hands heavily to Su Chen, who was at the head: "Long time no see, Your Majesty!"

Su Chen stood up and returned the gift to him. After unlocking the spiritual throne of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, the weak Emperor immediately gave him the token. When the drums were beating to gather in the tent, he summoned Huo Qubing to find out what he had found. There is a general, Li Longji's fifth token: Ge Shuhan.

Outside the Yan Palace Ancestral Temple, a stooped veteran who was more than seven feet tall, with a face as thin as a purple stone and a pale beard like a hedgehog's thorns, was chasing Li Longji across the courtyard with a knife.

"Stop chasing!"

"Then don't run away, Your Majesty! Let me talk to Your Majesty, how did I lose that day!"

Li Shimin, Liu Xie, Zhu Di, and Cao Pi sat side by side under the eaves, all shaking their heads and sighing.

……

at the same time.

In the military tent, Su Chen lowered his hands and spread his hands toward the general on the right.

"Winner, please take your seat!"

When Huo Qubing walked over and took a seat, Su Chen glanced seriously at the generals in the tent and spoke softly.

"The generals have gathered to discuss the war!"

All the generals in the tent raised their hands: "Your Majesty, please give me your orders!"

Su Chen's face was colorless and stern, and there was fierceness in his face, "Ling Chen Gu has already said that the Xirong in the grassland will fight. If they stop their horses, then it's up to us to take the initiative and change our offensive and defensive postures!"

"All generals obey orders!"

Perhaps influenced by the atmosphere, the once unruly group of people seemed to have returned to the old days of fighting and iron horses, and subconsciously stood up with a bang.

"The Youyan Army, the Tang Army, and the Shengnu Army are led by this old General Li next to me!"

"Who is he?" When Huo Qubing entered the tent, he noticed the old man sitting upright next to Su Chen. He was arrogant by nature. At this time, Su Chen could not be ignored when discussing the tent. Wang Yi asked, "What does he have?" ability?"

"Champion Marquis, this General Li will lead his army to kill the Turks after you across the grassland!"

Hearing Su Chen's introduction, Li Jing nodded slightly and maintained his dignity. However, when facing Huo Qubing from the Western Han Dynasty, his voice had a slight tremor, "The champion has been famous throughout the ages and is a role model for soldiers like us."

Having said this, Li Jing turned his head and looked at Su Chen: "Your Majesty, I have an idea!"

"It's okay, old general!"

Li Jing held his long beard between his two fingers and traced the tip of it, "The champion is a famous general who is good at leading cavalry to make detours and surprise attacks. It is better for me and the champion to lead an army each."

Su Chen immediately understood that Li Jing had probably guessed Huo Qubing's temperament, and he must not be able to control him. After all, even Wei Qing sometimes couldn't move the champion under his orders.

After thinking about it, he nodded.

"The old general is right."

Su Chen pondered for a while: "How about this. The main forces of Tang Army and Youyan are led by the old general, collectively called Xuan Jia, for easier command."

As he said that, he looked at Huo Qubing over there.

"The champion marquis leads the cavalry, and Lu Bu and Zhao Yun are the generals. For the convenience of command, they are collectively called Yu Lin."

Su Chen let out a heavy sigh at the end of his words.

"Generals, do you have any questions?"

There was a "boom" in the big tent, and all the generals stood up together. In the warm firelight of the basin, they cupped their hands and said, "Here!"

Su Chen stood up immediately wearing a large cloak.

"The three armies are ready and will march towards Yantang Pass today!"

There was a spirit of fighting in the tent.

Woo! !

The horn in the military camp sounded the call to assemble, and the silent military camp suddenly started to move. Amid the general's orders, the waiting soldiers were wrapped in winter clothes, carrying shields and spears, hanging swords and crossbows on their waists, and colliding with a series of weapons. With a loud sound, they rushed towards the six-wheeled carriages waiting outside the camp.The soldiers climbed onto the carriage and lined up in two rows. A total of 12 people were seated in one carriage. Pulled by two horses, the wheels rolled and they slowly drove up the official road.

For a time, on the official road from east to west, there were carriages carrying soldiers in front and back. The soldiers who could not ride were walking in order behind the vehicles.

The generals in the tent then mounted their respective mounts and led their soldiers to accompany other generals.

Qin Qiong watched Li Jing being picked up by a carriage. He turned around and took the reins handed over by his own soldiers. He took the specially made horse rein and walked to the mount. He had not yet mounted the horse. As if he had a premonition, he turned his head, his face Shang suddenly showed a long-lost smile.

"Respect!"

Not far in front of him, there was an old man who was over ten feet tall, extremely burly, with a face like the bottom of a black pot. He was holding a horse pole and looked around blankly. He saw the floating flag with the word "Tang" in confusion. When he heard Qin Qiong's voice, he He turned around and looked at Qin Qiong, who was wearing bright light armor and walking towards him with a horse in hand.

"Uncle Bao, don't we rule the world? Why are we still in the military camp... I remember you died before me."

"Ha ha!"

Qin Qiong stepped forward and patted the old brother on the shoulder, "Yes, the past is just a dream, and now we are the reality. Come on, we brothers will continue to fight as we did in our last life."

Yuchi Gong drowsily took the reins from the soldier and slowly got on the horse, feeling a little unsteady.

"Let me get used to it first. I haven't ridden a horse for a long time."

Seeing the white-haired Yuchi Gong swaying on the horse, Qin Qiong's eyes seemed to have sand in them. After rubbing them a few times, he handed the reins to his guards, went over to hold Yuchi Gong's horse, and pulled the horse and the horse The veteran on his back walked towards the camp gate.

"Jingde, let's walk slowly, you should get familiar with it first."

Yuchi Gong looked at Qin Qiong who was holding the horse for him, his eyes became wet and red, and he nodded seriously: "Okay!"

The horn of the horn is spreading across the fields and across the sky.

On the field, the assembled nine thousand cavalry rushed forward. Huo Qubing strode toward the camp gate with an iron helmet with feathers under his arm. He grabbed the horse's mane with one hand and flipped lightly onto the horse's back.

He was wearing black and red crotch armor, and his red cloak was billowing in the wind. His eyes were full of high spirits. He looked at Lu Bu and Zhao Yun who were riding out of the camp gate, and said in a high-pitched voice: "Two generals, let's accompany the grassland barbarians again. Have some fun!”

With the plume helmet on his head, Huo Qubing pulled the reins, turned the horse's head, and galloped forward.

"General Zhao, let's go!"

Lu Bu held the halberd, held the reins, smiled and said something to Zhao Yun on the side, clamped the horse's belly, the red smoke flying cloud horse neighed and roared, spread its hooves and ran wildly.

Haha!

"What a pleasure!" Zhao Yun laughed loudly, followed closely by a horse's belly, and the two merged into the mighty cavalry array. Amid shouts of "Drive!", they chased the champion in front. Speeding into the distance.

Su Chen stood on the ancestral coffin, his cloak rustling in the cold wind. He looked at the scene of the three armies and their supplies and supplies leaving, and whispered: "Go back to the imperial city."

Immediately, the soldiers who were driving turned back to the city and returned to the palace along Zhuque Avenue. Except for Jia Xu who would follow him to the grassland, Guo Jia, Wang Lang, Li Bai, Che Jin, Cao Lingchi and other generals would be left here.

Back in the palace, a group of emperors were sitting in rows under the eaves. A veteran general, leaning on a knife, panted and half-knelt in the courtyard, glaring angrily at Li Longji, who was not far away.

Su Chen came over and asked all the deceased people to get into the car. He also went over to help the old general up and talked a lot with him. Only then did the old general named Ge Shuhan gradually wake up. He suppressed his anger and fiercely He scolded Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty.

"You're sorry for my 20 brothers who fought to the death, you're sorry for them!"

After scolding, he did not look at the emperor who was bowing his head in shame. He sheathed his sword and turned around to follow Su Chen and leave the ancestral temple. Li Shimin under the eaves looked at Tang Xuanzong with bulging veins on his forehead. Cao Pi, Zhu Di and Liu Xie shook their heads again and sighed.

After that, Su Chen went to Taining Palace again, sat with Jiang Wan for a while, and then left and returned to Prince Xia's Mansion.

"The palace is left to your care. If you encounter any undecided matters, you can ask Guo Jia, but don't ask Wang Lang."

Su Chen held Fang Xuejun's hand. The woman adjusted his collar for him, nodded obediently, pursed her lips and showed a sweet smile that reassured Su Chen, "I know, and I will keep the palace safe for you."

After walking from the courtyard to the door of the mansion, the two of them separated. Su Chen also looked at Yang Yuhuan who had followed him out: "Auntie, I have asked you to worry about it."

"Go and fight in peace."

This time we went to the grassland, where it was a severe winter and the cold wind was biting. Yang Yuhuan, with a delicate body like Yang Yuhuan, could not withstand the torture even though drumming could inspire the whole army.

She was still aware of this and didn't want to cause trouble to Su Chen.

Su Chen walked down the steps, stood on the ancestral hearse, raised his hands towards the two women at the door of the palace, and then got into the car, listening to the excited voices of the emperors in the curling smoke.

"I am a female and have never seen a grassland. I have to fight hard to live forever!"

"Hmph, you need to tell me, fighting is our men's business! When we step out of the house, we can make a big fortune with just one bowl!"

"I have also killed barbarians, chasing and killing 2000 people by myself, but I have never seen a grassland, and I yearn for it."

"Haha, I went on several expeditions and even visited Temujin's hometown!"

"Ah? Have you robbed my tomb!"

"You think everyone is Cao Cao!"

……

Amidst the chatter, the ancestral coffin was escorted out of the city by thousands of soldiers. The cold wind blew into the car. Su Chen sat on the big tiger-skin chair and looked through the scout messages that had begun to be delivered back and forth.

This time, although his troops were small, he had to completely eliminate the troubles in the north.

No more worries.

(End of this chapter)