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Volume 2 Luoyang Rain Epilogue

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    In August of the first year of Jian'an, Yanran Mountain.  The boundless grassland gradually turned into dark green, with a faint hint of earthy yellow. The cold autumn wind blew through the grassland, and the pastures were like waves, revealing patches of cattle and sheep.  The shepherds rode their horses, swung their whips, sang cheerful songs, and guarded their cattle and sheep with all their heart.  The women are busy at the tent. The older boys ride on the horses and help their father herd the animals. The older girls are doing housework under the guidance of their mothers. Only the little ones can play carefree, like a little wild animal.  The wolf howled wildly.  Murong Feng looked at everything in front of him, breathed out gently, and showed a faint smile on his vicissitudes of life.  That year, he bowed his head to Liu Xiu in Beihai and gained a rare stable life. After four or five years of recuperation, his tribe gradually healed its wounds and became prosperous again.  The number of cattle and sheep is doubling, and the population is also growing. In a few years, when those children grow up into young warriors, he will have a powerful tribe again.  The young leader led the horse and looked at Murong Feng's tall back being plated with gold by the setting sun, feeling inexplicably emotional in his heart.  He knew that everything in front of him was hard-won, and he also knew that Murong Feng had to bow his head and surrender to Liu Xiu as a last resort, but he was the son of Huaizong and the grandson of Tanshihuai, the king of Xianbei. His grandfather and father both died in  In Liu Xiu's hands, he must always keep his hatred in mind. If he doesn't kill Liu Xiu for a day, he will not be able to raise his head on the grassland for a day.  He always wants to fight his way back to the prairie instead of hiding here and surviving.  But he didn¡¯t dare because he didn¡¯t have enough strength.  Murong Feng is the real owner here.  He can only wait.  There was a sound of horse hooves in the distance.  Kuitou turned around and looked.  Suddenly his eyes lit up.  It was a veteran scout, and it could be seen from his expression that something big must have happened.  "Commander?" Kuitou suppressed his excitement and reminded Murong Feng.  Murong Feng turned his head, glanced at the scout, sighed inexplicably, and raised his gray eyebrows.  The scout rushed to Murong Feng.  A letter is presented with both hands.  Kuitou stood behind Murong Feng and looked over his shoulder when he saw the square characters on the envelope.  He was startled.  It¡¯s a letter written by a Han Chinese.  Murong Feng held the letter and did not move for a long time, but his face was as gloomy as the sky about to snow.  Kuitou didn't understand what he meant.  But he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only wait patiently.  "Sohe hasn't forgotten me yet." Murong Feng sighed, opened the envelope with a knife, held the letter between two fingers and unfolded it, quietly looking at the elegant writing on the yellowish paper.  Kuitou didn¡¯t know Chinese characters, so he could only wait eagerly for Murong Feng to explain it to him.  However, it can be seen from Murong Feng's face that it is definitely not a good thing for Han people to write letters.  "The Han general is coming to hunt." Murong Feng slowly folded the letter and put it in his arms.  He turned around, took the reins from Kuitou, and got on the horse.  Looking at Kuitou who had not recovered yet: "What do you think?" "Hunting?" Kuitou suddenly laughed: "What hunting? This is our pasture, he can come whenever he wants?" "He has  Fifty thousand elite cavalry can go wherever you want." Murong Feng curled his lips.  No longer looking at the leader, he turned his horse's head and galloped towards the big tent.  The leader was stunned for a moment, then quickly jumped on his horse and followed.  "Commander, Marshal. What are you going to do?" "While the weather is still good, head west as soon as possible." Murong Feng raised his head and looked at the sky: "I hope it won't snow before arriving at the new pasture."  "Commander wants to run away?" Leader shouted subconsciously.  "Yes, I want to escape." Murong Feng remained unmoved, "If you don't want to die, you have to escape." "Why do we have to escape?" The leader rolled his eyes and said loudly: "Commander, the Han people are trying to scare you.  They are attacking Goguryeo and Sanhan. How could there be a large army coming to find us? " Murong Feng said calmly: "It was Liu Bei who attacked Goguryeo and Sanhan, but it was Liu Xiu who came to see us. Could it be that you have not arrived until now?  So far, you still can¡¯t tell the names of the Han people?¡± ¡°I can tell them clearly.¡± The leader got angry and took two steps forward, grabbing the reins of Murong Feng¡¯s horse. His dark face turned red with excitement.  Shuai, what I mean is, how can the Han people start a war in both directions at the same time? Even if they have so many cavalry, how can they transport enough food and grass?  Why bother to escape when they come back when they run out of food?" Murong Feng looked at Kuitou and thought for a long time: "What you said makes sense. Otherwise, you can lead your troops to test them first, if they are just bluffing.  , then we will ignore him. If they really come, we will hide for a while."   The leader was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly. ?¡­ ?At the foot of Junji Mountain.  Liu Xiu sat in the middle, and Splitting Wind sat opposite, smiling broadly at Liu Yuan who was pouring wine and cutting meat for them.  Not far away, Feng Xue and several sisters-in-law were sitting together, taking out pieces of exquisite silk one after another, and patiently helping everyone choose colors.  These luxuries from the Han Dynasty are hard for even a handsome man like Li Kuangfeng to see. These women have long been dazzled, and the little girls are standing aside, shyly looking at Feng Xue and her.  Xiao Xue'er behind her hopes that they can discover her existence.  "Commander, have you had a good life these past few years?" Liu Xiu said jokingly: "I see you have a few more women." Split Wind laughed: "It's all the blessing of General Chengda.  He is indeed living a good life, with more troops and more cattle and sheep, so he has the financial resources to marry more women. " "Have you heard from He Lian? I have been looking for him for almost two years, and I haven't heard anything from him.  "He Lian?" Li Kuangfeng shook his head, "That beast has gone somewhere long ago, but you don't have to worry. Even if that person is still alive, he is just a fox, except for his sinister ideas.  Nothing." "He Lian is a fox, but Murong Feng is a tiger." Liu Xiu said, "I am very worried about him. This time, I just want to drive him away.  Are you interested in helping me?" "Murong Feng?" Zhang Kuangfeng hesitated.  "I know. You and Murong Feng have a close relationship, so it would be a bit bad for you to attack him. It doesn't matter, I just said this. In fact, I have made arrangements myself. If Murong Feng dares to come, you don't need to take action.  I can deal with him too." Splitting Wind glanced at Liu Xiu with an unnatural look on his face: "Then after driving away Murong Feng, who will own the pasture?" "Give it to me," Liu Yuan said naturally.  He said something.  "Really A Niu?" Li Kuangfeng stared into Liu Xiu's eyes.  The hand holding the wine glass was shaking.  "Of course I will give it to A Niu, this is what my father agreed back then." Feng Xue came over, holding a shy little girl in her hand: "Brother, I like your daughter very much, marry A Niu.  " Lu Xiaohuan, who had been by Lu Bu's side, suddenly widened his eyes, poked Lu Bu's waist, and winked desperately.  Lu Bu was busy drinking when he was poked by Lu Xiaohuan and twisted around. He asked unhappily: "What are you doing?" "They they" Lu Xiaohuan swore at Feng Xue and others, but Lu Bu still didn't understand what was going on.  Something happened.  Lu Xiaohuan became anxious and rushed behind Liu Yuan in three steps and two steps at a time. He sneered and showed his small fist.  Liu Yuan was startled.  He quickly said: "Mom, I'm still young, and I have a little ring, so there's no need to be in a hurry to take a concubine." Feng Xue glanced at the two little people and understood immediately.  He couldn't help but glare at Liu Yuan: "Parents' orders, matchmaker's words, when will it be your turn to make the decision? This is your uncle's daughter. Speaking of which, she is also your cousin. We are more intimate. What's wrong?  Okay?" Only then did Lu Bu understand. He jumped up. Just as he was about to speak, Feng Xue's eyes widened. Lu Bu said "ah" and swallowed back the words that came to his mouth. He looked at him for help.  Liu Xiu: "General" Liu Xiu was speechless.  Liu Ye became the emperor, and Liu An devoted himself to learning in the future, and would definitely be a great scholar in the future. Feng Xue always felt that his children were the weakest, so he wanted to give Liu Yuan and Liu Xue all the good things, and wanted to win over the cracking wind and make a living for Liu Yuan and Liu Xue.  In the future, Liu Yuan would establish himself on the grassland and find a strong ally, but he didn't know that there were too many things involved in marriage, and he couldn't be so casual.  "It's too early for a child to take a concubine at such a young age. Let's talk about it later." Liu Xiu pinched the little girl's face: "This child is indeed good. How about you take her with you to keep Xue'er company?"  ?¡± Seeing that he was confused, Feng Xue was so angry that she twisted her waist and pulled the little girl away.  Liu Xiu was a little embarrassed and was about to say something to smooth things over when a young soldier walked over quickly and bowed and saluted: "General!" Liu Xiu responded, raised his head, and was about to speak when he suddenly froze: "Zhou Yu?  "Zhou Yu smiled and said, "Zhou Yu, the commander of the third song of the scout camp under General Hu Xianbei, paid homage to the general." Liu Xiu laughed: "What a good boy, you've only been here for half a year and you've already become the commander of the song?  , Yes, you can teach me." He waved his hand, and Liu Yuan quickly brought a glass of wine.  Zhou Yu thanked him, drank it down in one gulp, and then said: "My subordinates have just found out that Murong Feng's general Kuitou led more than 3,000 people to greet him." "Only more than 3,000 people?" Liu Xiu thought for a while and said calmly.  Smile: "It seems that Murong Feng wants to test my strength." "General, the leader is Huaizong's son." Zhou Yu saidAfter a pause, he continued: "The more than 3,000 people he led this time are all the remnants of Tan Shihuai. They are second only to Murong Feng himself." Liu Xiu glanced at him and nodded.  Nodding: "In that case, send an order to Xu Zhonglang and ask him to defeat Kuitou." "Here." Zhou Yu bowed to accept the order, turned around and left.  Lu Bu hurriedly came over: "General, do you want me to provide some support?" "Of course support is needed, but if Murong Feng doesn't act rashly, don't take action. I believe that with Xu Huang's ability, he can defeat the leader.  That's it. It's rare for him to gain merit, so don't take it from him. " "General, you see, I haven't taken merit from others for a long time." Lu Bu felt a little embarrassed and ran away.  ¡­¡­¡­ Fifty miles west of Junji Shanxi, on the Xiongnu River.  Kuitou led more than 3,000 horses to cross the river.  The sheepskin rafts were thrown into the water one after another. The knights dismounted, sat in the rafts, led the swimming horses, and moved forward cautiously.  A hundred steps up and down the river, there were people and horses everywhere.  The leader was riding on his horse, looking at his subordinates who were crossing the river, and occasionally glanced at Junji Mountain in the distance.  He was very careful, fearing that the Han army would be ambushed on the other side.  He rushed out when he was halfway across the river, so he sent a large number of scouts before crossing the river. After learning that there was no trace of the Han army within fifty miles all the way to Junji Mountain, he arranged for people to cross the river.  It has been calm in the distance. Seeing that nearly half of the knights have finished crossing, they have set up a warning formation on the other side, ready to fight.  The leader then breathed a sigh of relief.  Now even if the Han army comes out from a distance, they can't catch him off guard.  There was a sound of horse hooves coming from far away, but Kuitou was not worried.  Because the sound of horse hooves comes from the west.  Thirty miles away, Murong Feng's army was receiving the attack. It was impossible for the Han army to have the courage to attack from behind.  In that case, they would face the possibility of being attacked by Murong Feng.  Kuitou turned his head and glanced at the scout who was speeding towards him, but was immediately stunned by the billowing smoke and dust behind him.  That kind of tall, straight smoke could only be a sign of a large number of cavalry approaching rapidly.  Could it be that Murong Feng wanted to sneak attack me?  Kuitou felt his scalp numb, and an indescribable anger welled up in his chest.  The scout rushed to Kuitou, and before he could get off his horse, he shouted loudly: "Commander, there are Han troops!" "It turns out that there are Han troops." Kuitou was stunned for a moment, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.  As long as Murong Feng doesn't attack by surprise.  However, he was immediately seized by greater fear: "Han army?" he screamed.  "Yes, there are a large number of Han troops." Before the scout finished speaking, commotion spread around Kuitou, and almost everyone felt the shaking of the ground beneath their feet.  They are all warriors who grew up on the grassland.  How can one not understand what this vibration represents?  Without waiting for the leader's order, they got on their horses and prepared to fight. The fastest one had already turned his horse's head and started to accelerate.  In the panicked eyes of Kuitou's tribe, the Han army came from the horizon.  The sky and the earth were overwhelming, and the sound of hooves was like thunder.  Kuitou was stunned. He thought that the Han army would appear on the opposite side, so he arranged a defensive position, but the Han army did not come.  He thought that the Han army did not dare to appear between him and Murong Feng, but in the end the Han army appeared right behind him.  At present, his formation is scattered and he has no time to form a formation, so he can only fight in a scattered formation.  The Han army¡¯s tactic of attacking halfway across was exactly what he had prepared.  But what made him despair was that the Han army attacked the half he was not prepared for.  ¡°Fight against¡ª¡± Kuitou roared, fear making his voice shrill and thin.  Under the war flag in the distance, Xu Huang sat firmly on the galloping war horse, put down his clairvoyance, and smiled contemptuously: "Start attacking!" "Here!" The orderly soldier sounded the war drum.  The powerful sound of war drums instantly conveyed Xu Huang's orders to the ears of every soldier.  They loosened their reins, kicked the horses' bellies, and charged at full speed.  At the front of the formation, Zhou Yu stood up with his stirrups, raised the spear in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Kill¡ª¡ª" "Kill! Kill! Kill!" The knights roared in response and accelerated again.  The war horse raised its head and swung its tail, its hooves flew, and it almost left the ground.  Countless horse hooves trampled the fat and tender grass into grass juice, soaking the land.  Five thousand Han cavalry made a mad rush and charged into the leader's formation unstoppably.  The bows roar, the arrows roar, the men are like tigers, the horses are like dragons, and the cavalry is like the wind.  ¡­ Thirty miles away, Murong Feng was sitting on his horse, eyes slightly closed, as if listening to the sound of war drums in the distance.  He couldn't hear the drums, but he could guess them.  One by one, the scouts rushed towards him. Murong Feng raised his hand. The scouts looked at Murong Feng in surprise, with their mouths wide open. They only gasped, but did not dare to open their mouths casually.mouth.  Murong Feng slowly opened his eyes: "The Han army is attacking Kuitou's rear formation west of the Xiongnu River?" A scout was stunned for a moment and nodded repeatedly.  "Is there a Han army in front of our army?" Another scout nodded.  "Zhao Yun? Xia Houyuan? Or Lu Bu?" "L¨¹ Bu." "Zhang He is thirty miles away from our army?" Another scout nodded.  Murong Feng suddenly smiled, lightly pulled the reins of his horse, and galloped westward. A calm voice came from far away: "Tell the general, I, Murong Feng, have left, five thousand miles to the west. If he is willing to come, I can come again."  I'll hunt with him once." The scouts were stunned.  After a while, someone who didn't know who it was breathed out gently, and then the others also breathed out in unison and laughed.  (Complete book) Huashan Xianmen Dandy Maniac Super Technology Powerful Country Xianhong Road Endless Sword Equipment Huang Long Real Person Traveling to Another World Sleepless Master Infinite Martial Arts Dream Beast Tamer Ghost Lawyer Blood Killing Online Game Lazy Man Development Plan
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