Beimang Mountain lies to the north of Luoyang and south of the Yellow River. It is the watershed between the Yellow River and its tributary Luoshui. It is a loess hilly land with a low altitude. It is a natural barrier to the north of Luoyang and a strategic military location.

At this moment, Zhang Mo and Guan Hai were lying in ambush on a slope leading from Luoyang to Beimang Mountain. The vegetation on the slope was lush, followed by a large forest. Behind the forest were two low hills. In the middle of the hills, there were many people.

Yi Zhai has one thousand golden eagle guards and five hundred auxiliary soldiers practicing the mandarin duck formation, ready to go.

Since deciding to intercept and kill in Beiman Mountain, Zhang Mo has thoroughly understood the terrain in this area, where is suitable for longbowmen to ambush, where is suitable for Golden Eagle Guards to raid, where is suitable for mandarin duck formation to encircle and kill, as well as the mobilization of troops and horses in the middle, and the subsequent retreat.

She listed the routes and so on clearly.

Before He Jin decided to recruit Dong Zhuo to Beijing, Zhang Mo had already asked the leaders of each team to walk through Beimang Mountain to prevent getting lost during the dispatch. Yesterday, he sent Amina to take people to monitor various crossings.

No matter where Dong Zhuo's troops enter, she can ambush them on this road in advance.

Of course, it would be best if only Dong Zhuo could be killed. For this reason, Zhang Mo decided to assassinate him before starting the fight. To be sure, she specially sent people to catch a few highly venomous snakes and smeared their saliva on the arrow tips.

If you scratch a little skin, the venom will enter the blood. In this era without serum, it will definitely lead to death or life.

The sun rises slowly from the east, its fiery red light slants down, and the morning glow is like blood, reflecting the lush woods red.

"Don't be nervous, you must not be nervous." Zhang Mo stared at the end of the path and smacked Guan Hai next to him.

According to the news sent by Amina, Dong Zhuo only brought 800 people with him when he entered this road. Whether it was an assassination or an ambush, the chance of winning was very high. Because the chance of winning was so great, Zhang Mo became nervous.

Guan Hai folded his arms and leaned on the tree trunk, "I'm not nervous."

He looked at Zhang Mo's slightly trembling fingertips and said with a smile, "Are you a little too excited?"

Zhang Mo took a deep breath, looked at the still quiet path, and said to Guan Hai, "Let me tell you a story!"

Knowing that she was trying to relieve her tension, Guan Hai acted like he was all ears.

"Do you know why Beimang Mountain is called Beimang Mountain?"

Guan Hai shook his head, "I don't know!"

Zhang Mo said, "It is said that a long time ago, there lived an old Taoist and his two disciples on Kunlun Mountain. One day, the old Taoist said to his disciples, 'I am going to visit a friend's house in the outer world. What is boiling in this big pot is a snake caught from the East China Sea.

The fire cannot be extinguished, and the water in the pot cannot be dried. You must remember this!' After saying that, he rode the crane and left."

"So, the two disciples guarded the pot every day, constantly adding wood and water. Hundreds of years passed, but the master hadn't returned yet, and the two disciples were a little anxious. One day, one said to the other, 'I don't know how many hundred years it will take for the master to come back.'

"It's too boring to stay on this mountain, why don't we go down the mountain to have some fun?" The other person was very excited, so they filled up the water, lit the fire, and walked down the mountain together."

"They had a great time, but they couldn't trust what the master told them, so they bought wine and meat and hurried back. However, the fire was extinguished and the water in the pot was dry. They saw the yellow mandarin fleeing towards the East China Sea, so

Leave a trail of yellow in the passing place

They hurriedly chased after them, but Huang Mang spotted them and hurriedly changed their route to the north. They took a shortcut to intercept them. When Huang Mang saw them, he turned around and ran towards the East China Sea. This winding waterway is the Jiujiu River.

District Yellow River.”

"Then what?" Guan Hai asked.

"Then the master went back and found that Huang Mang had escaped. Knowing that the two disciples must have missed it, he hurriedly rode a crane to chase it. When he rushed over, Huang Mang had already escaped into the East China Sea, so he turned the two disciples into two mountains.

Let the two of them guard this waterway forever. People called the waterway left by Huang Mang the Yellow River, and the mountain the two disciples transformed was called Mount Zhuifu. Later, people on the south bank of the Yellow River thought that Mount Zhuifu sounded bad, so they changed it to Mang Mountain.

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After telling the story, Zhang Mo felt less nervous.

At this time, there was movement at the end of the road. The two of them hid quietly in the bushes. They saw a group of people coming slowly towards this side. Zhang Mo followed the long group and looked around. The first thing he noticed was not Dong Zhuo.

, but Lu Bu who was guarding Dong Zhuo's left side.

Lu Bu and Dong Zhuo were almost riding side by side, and Lu Bu was on the side of the ambush, so there was a high chance of accidental injury when shooting arrows.

Zhang Mo pressed the crossbow in Guan Hai's hand, "You go back and lead the Golden Eagle Guards to prepare for an ambush. I'll lure Lu Bu away!"

Guan Hai said worriedly, "How are you going to distract him? What if he thinks it's an assassin who sent someone to hunt you down?"

Zhang Mo touched the sleeve arrow on his right arm and said, "He will come after me personally."

"Then be careful!" After hearing what she said firmly, Guan Hai stopped talking nonsense, put away his crossbow and left.

The team was getting closer and closer. Zhang Mo raised his right arm, narrowed his left eye, aimed at Lu Bu's left shoulder armor, and pulled the sleeve arrow wrench.

"Ding——" A slight sound of iron impact sounded in the middle of the team.

"There is an assassin!" Lu Bu was startled. Fang Tian raised his halberd and looked at the bushes on the left with caution. At this moment, another sharp arrow flew out. Lu Bu waved his hand, and an arrow the size of a pen refill came out.

The branch was shot down.

Lu Bu glanced at the arrow that fell on the ground, and his expression changed slightly. Dong Zhuo also reacted at this time, raised his shield to protect himself, and shouted, "Capture the assassin, quickly! Capture the assassin!"

Immediately, a group of soldiers dismounted and wanted to chase towards the bushes.

Lu Bu then jumped off his horse and saw the figure fleeing deep into the woods. Regardless of whether Dong Zhuo agreed or not, he hurriedly said, "You stay behind to guard the lord, I will chase him." and rushed into the forest ahead of the soldiers.

Seeing that there was only one assassin, Dong Zhuo relaxed a little. Thinking that His Majesty had not been found yet, he ordered a few soldiers to follow him and have a look. The other two were left waiting for Lu Bu outside the forest, and he continued on his way with the others.

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Zhang Mo ran all the way, and Lu Bu chased after him. The two were not very far apart. Zhang Mo turned around and saw that there were others chasing after him. Relying on his familiarity with the terrain, he led Lu Bu and turned left and right in the forest.

In about an hour, he threw away the pursuing soldiers. Seeing that the person behind him was thrown away, Lu Bu rushed up to catch her in a few steps.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "What are you doing? Why are you here? Do you know how dangerous it is just now?" Lu Bu felt that sooner or later he would be frightened by her and become heartbroken.

Zhang Mochu gasped and laughed, "You're here, aren't you?"

She rolled up her sleeves, revealing the sleeve arrows inside, "You made these with your own hands, you can't help but recognize them!"

"Did you lure me here on purpose?" Lu Bu asked in surprise.

Zhang Mo nodded, "Yes!" She then took his arm and said coquettishly, "Ever since you left Jinyang and went to Hedong County, I have missed you so much! So much! I heard that you came to Beimang Mountain with Dong Zhuo to pick him up.

I came running to find you."

Zhang Mo's rare and charming appearance made Lu Bu's serious expression relax. He touched her tender face and said with endearment, "You are too bold. I will go to the city after picking up your majesty with my lord. We will meet you later."

There are so many opportunities, why rush now."

Zhang Mo pouted, "Why won't your wife come when we enter the city? Where will there be a chance to meet her?"

Lu Bu's expression froze, "If she wants to come, at least wait until Luoyang settles down."

After speaking, he took out his arm and said, "Go back quickly, I can't stay here for too long."

Zhang Mo held his hand tightly and said, "Stay with me for a while longer!"

Lu Bu looked at her suspiciously, "You...you are nothing like usual today. You didn't come here just to see me."

"Why not? If I didn't come to see you, why would I come to see His Majesty?" Zhang Mo said.

Lu Bu suddenly remembered what he had told her about the dream, and said, "You know that Dong Zhuo will bring trouble to Luoyang in the future. You are afraid that His Majesty will ask him to find him first, so you want to get there first. If Dong Zhuo does not find Your Majesty, there is no reason to lead troops."

Entering the city, your adoptive father asked you to come, right?"

When he said these last words, Lu Bu's face was filled with a green air.

Zhang Mo pouted, "Is there no one else in Luoyang? Why would my adoptive father send me a woman if he wants to find your majesty?"
Chapter completed!