The generals agreed that regardless of whether the letter was true or not, they should first send someone to find out.

As for who should be sent, the generals consciously set their eyes on Lu Bu, who made him all cavalry.

Today's war horses can be said to be priceless in the south, a war horse with sound limbs, as little as 50,000 or 60,000 yuan, and as much as 100,000 yuan.

And the ordinary soldiers under Lu Bu's command are actually riding good horses of the same grade as these generals, where does this make the generals' faces go?

As for the red horse under Lu Bu's crotch, it has even more origins, it is a sweaty horse given by the Son of Heaven, a divine horse as red as a fire dragon, a thousand a day and eight hundred at night, which are all trivial to it.

Think about the sudden leap on the bank of the Weishui River, how many people were stunned?

This time he went south to suppress the rebellion, Lu Bu shined, beheaded the thief, and captured Yang Zhai, so meritorious service, and when the thief rebellion was quelled, he would definitely return to Beijing to be rewarded and promoted.

All the generals present brought one out casually, and they were all older than Lu Bu. Seeing that the young Lu Bu could have such an opportunity, there were naturally not a few people who were jealous.

There are even a few people who have cursed viciously in their hearts, hoping that Lu Bu will go this time, and his subordinates and himself will all die. When the time comes, let me divide the two thousand horses into my own account.

Zhu Jun also felt that Lu Bu was the best candidate, so he named him to rush to the city to rescue.

The situation was critical, and Lu Bu didn't have much of an opinion, but the problem was that he didn't know the way, and the general who knew the way pretended not to hear it.

In the end, it was the Orion who reported for help, saying that he was willing to lead the way for the general.

The night was deep, and the generals and soldiers in the barracks had already gone to bed, but only Lu Bu and his subordinates, after feeding their respective combat partners, all turned over their horses, held torches, and hurried towards the south.

This run is four hours.

The sky overhead also revealed a touch of white glow from the endless darkness.

It's dawn.

Flowing through a meandering and shallow river, Lu Bu lifted his legs and slid off his horse, ordered the soldiers to extinguish the torches in their hands, and fed the horses that had been running all night.

A man can endure a meal or two without eating, but a horse cannot go hungry.

There are many rivers in the south, and there are countless small streams.

Lu Bu came to the river and splashed a handful of cold water on his face, and the cool river water eased the fatigue of the journey, which made his spirit feel a lot more comfortable.

Lu Bu wiped the water droplets from his face and asked the hunter not far away, "Where is this place?" ”

"General Huiyu, this is Ye County, and it will probably take two more hours to reach Juan City."

Regarding the identity of this Orion, that's right, as you think of the witty, Huang Zhong and Huang Hansheng, a native of Nanyang.

After feeding the horses, many soldiers lay on the ground, wanting to rest for a while, but they fell asleep unconsciously.

They were just too tired, too tired.

Looking at the sleeping soldiers on the ground, showing deep tiredness on their faces, Lu Bu couldn't bear it, but he could only be ruthless, clapped his palms and shouted: "Get up, get on your horse and get ready to go, if your head is dizzy and swollen, you can go to the river to wash your face and slow down." ”

The soldiers got up and acted, went to the river to wash their faces with water, and the rude ones stuck their heads directly into the river, and 'poof' the waves of water that were surging upward.

"I know you're tired, but the brothers defending the city are probably still fighting bloodily. They are more tired and sleepy than we are, but they are still holding on, brethren, gnash your teeth! ”

After a night of hurried travel, and after a short rest of less than half a burnt incense, Lu Bu led his cavalry to get on the horse again and continue to rush south to help.

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The sun hung high in the sky, and the golden light sprinkled on the ground reflected countless figures who were fighting.

The moth thieves wrapped in yellow scarves followed the flying ladder and continued to climb to the head of the city, and under the city walls, countless broken corpses were already piled up.

Da Qu Shuai, who was sitting in the distance, stretched his waist, a smile appeared on his face, this group of stubborn defenders in the city was already at the end of their strong crossbows.

This person's name is Zhang Mancheng, who is quite brave, and he makes a nine-foot-long trident, calling himself 'the general of the gods', and wants to show his status in this way, only under the three brothers of Zhang Jiao.

Of course, this is just what he sealed, and as for whether the other Daqu Shuai recognizes it or not, it is difficult to say.

When the other counties in Jingzhou were still making small fights, Zhang Mancheng had already led his subordinates to capture several counties in Nanyang and plundered property everywhere. A few days ago, under his leadership, he also captured Wancheng, the county of Nanyang, and killed the county guard Chu Gong, which was a great shock.

Zhang Mancheng is an unscrupulous and ruthless character, not so much the Yellow Turban Army who led the soldiers to overthrow the officials, but more like a bandit who only wants to kill for money.

As for the great sage and good teacher who said that he would overthrow the rule of the Han Dynasty and establish an ideal world of harmony among the people, Zhang Mancheng scoffed at him and shut him down.

After occupying Wancheng, he thought about taking Juan Cheng further, closing this gate to the north, and being his soil emperor with peace of mind.

I have to say that compared with Bocai, Zhang Mancheng at least has a much longer-term vision.

At the head of the city, there were less than 1,000 Han soldiers fighting.

Qin Jie, the commander in charge, was covered in hot blood, and the head knife in his hand that cut off nearly a hundred heads also opened many tears.

"Don't let the moth thieves climb up to the top of the city!" Qin Jie struggled to push away a newly built flying ladder and shouted angrily at the soldiers around him.

As time passed, the guards on the city became fewer and fewer, and the Yellow Turban Army besieging the city was still endless.

"Qin Duwei, the brothers can't stand it, let's withdraw!" The school officer with a long beard walked quickly to Qin Jie's approach, and he was full of anger.

At the head of the city, only five or six hundred people are still struggling to support themselves.

Qin Jie glared at the man, turned his body to the side, and slashed off the right arm of the Yellow Turban soldier who had just climbed the city wall with a knife in both hands, and the gushing blood splashed all over his face.

The Yellow Turban soldier, who had lost his right arm, clutched his severed arm and howled in pain. Qin Jie didn't have the slightest mercy in his eyes, stepped forward and kicked him off the city, and shouted fiercely: "Even if you die, Lao Tzu will die in the city today!" ”

The Yellow Turbans under the city gate were carrying a hammer made of giant wood and were violently ramming. Judging by the painful sound of the city gates, even if the stubbornly defended city is not taken, the city gates should soon be breached.

Qin Jie didn't know if there would be reinforcements coming, but he understood that once the moth thieves occupied this place. If you want to regain it, you will have to pay several times the lives of today's soldiers to regain it.

It can drag on for a moment, even if it is to the last man.

For him, there are only two destinations for soldiers, one is to pay homage to the general, and the other is to repay the country with death.

Qin Jie's tragic voice infected the soldiers on the city wall, and they roared and fought hard to defend the city with their lives.

Fight to the death, fight to the death!