"Brother Datong, his accent is Bingzhou Manzi, there is no mistake!"
Sima of the other divisions has reached a rare high position in the army. Fang Guang's closest personal soldier was the same as the Yellow Turban, but he still used to call him Brother Datong.
The person speaking next to Fang Guang was lean and thin, no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, and his brows were lively, much like a mountain ape.
Although he was small, he had been serving in the Yellow Turban Army when Zhang Jiao died ten years ago.
The Hebei Yellow Turbans are all church members and don't like to call each other by their names. This boy was born like an ape, and everyone in the army calls him Little Monkey.
"Monkey, climb the tree and see how many people are in the valley. Don't let anyone see you. If there are too many people, I will go back and call them all."
Next to Fang Guang, there was another tall man named Dabu, who had a fierce look on his face and was holding the wide-backed ring-headed sword favored by the Yellow Turban lineage. A month ago in Juancheng, Dahu was the first to rush out of the city.
The dead warrior is now also the leader of Fang Guang's side.
"okay!"
On one side of the valley, the little monkey climbed to the top of the trees in just a few clicks. He was extremely agile, and even Fang Guang did not see his hands and feet among the trees.
After a moment, Fang Guang Buqu, who understood the situation in the valley, sneaked back to Fang Guang, with a very strange expression on his face.
"Brother Datong, it's a carriage in the valley, surrounded by seven or eight people!"
"Here, the people surrounding the carriage are wearing Bingzhou armor, but I see that the carriage looks like the one behind Juye Zelubu that day. Is there an internal strife among the Bingzhou army?"
"Brother Datong, do you want me to go back and call someone?"
"What are you shouting for? The three of us can't deal with a few Bingzhou soldiers? Come with me to see what's going on. Be careful of your whereabouts being exposed!"
Hearing the carriage behind Lu Bu, Fang Guang's mind suddenly flashed the word "fox demon" in Cai Yan's mouth. He couldn't help but feel hot in his heart. He got down with his two guards and climbed to the edge of the valley.
At the bottom of the mountain, there was indeed a carriage, surrounded by seven or eight big men.
The leader of the big man, who was dressed in armor, thought he was a lieutenant colonel in the army. He looked at the carriage with a greedy look on his face. Fang Guang faintly seemed to hear the sound of a child crying in the carriage.
"Sister Diao Chan, Madam Yan, General Lu, it's getting harder and harder to gain a foothold in the world!"
"We have been following General Lu since we met the old governor Ding Yuan. Now we are asking for some extravagant money to run away, but neither my wife nor my sister will agree?"
The captain of Bingzhou in the valley asked for help, but his face was full of arrogance, and there was no sign of pleading at all.
"I just want money. It's easy to say. Since we are from Fengxian's old department, I'll give you some silver and leave here quickly!"
"A few of them chased me for a long time, and then shot the coachman dead! Of course, the Bingzhou army will never go back!"
A woman's voice came from the carriage, and it was very cold and arrogant. Fang Guang glanced across the valley, and then he realized that two men had been hit by arrows and rolled down in the dry waterway on the side of the valley.
"Take the money and leave quickly. Feng Xianxiang is coming here. If he sees you, you won't be able to leave!"
In the carriage, as a soft and heart-stopping voice spoke, the window was gently opened, and a Rouyi, under the midday sun, the blood vessels under the delicate skin could be seen clearly, carrying a small cloth bag,
He was thrown from the car to the ground outside the car window.
When Fang Guang came here, he believed that he was someone who had seen big scenes.
I had scolded Liu Bei, beaten Lu Bu, and drank with Cao Cao. At this moment, I just felt my mouth was dry for a while. I stared at the jade hand that flashed by the car window and swallowed involuntarily.
In his previous life, he had heard of Fang Guang, a so-called announcer and host of a radio station. He felt that no woman's voice he had ever heard could be as delicate as that of the woman in the valley.
Regardless of the woman's face, just the sound and the jade hand are enough to make people sink!
"Mrs. Diaochan, we have been following the general for half our lives and have not had the opportunity to meet the lady a few times. Today we have a chance to leave. Let us see the beauty of the lady first!"
"That's it. Ah, these copper coins are all fragrant and greasy. Lu Bu, a man, is so lucky!"
A fat man from Bingzhou picked up the cloth bag from the ground, opened it and put it between his mouth and nose, with a look of intoxication on his face.
"Yes, I would like to see my lady's beautiful face!"
In the valley, seven or eight Bingzhou soldiers imitated the tone of their comrades and shouted together. In everyone's eyes, the look of determination flashed before the jackal took action.
"How brave! Even if Bingzhou is defeated, you, the mistress, can still insult me!"
"Leave quickly, otherwise, my husband is brave and invincible. Even if he travels thousands of miles away, he will definitely take your heads!"
The people in the carriage could no longer hold themselves back. A tall woman, with a cold and arrogant look on her face, walked out of the carriage and looked at Bingzhou's defeated troops.
After all, a woman is in a high-ranking family and has been protected by others for a long time. She has forgotten that in troubled times, only bullying the weak is the right thing!
"Mrs. Yan, Mrs. Yan is also a rare beauty in the world, but she is still much worse than the other one in the car!"
"Hand over Diao Chan. Madam and the young lady will go first. We are determined not to stop her. Diao Chan can't be more than a concubine by Lu Bu's side. Lu Bu is dying. It's my turn to wait for Fangze!"
When the Bingzhou Military Academy Lieutenant saw Mrs. Yan, he did not restrain himself at all. He looked at the carriage with a look of greed on his face.
"How dare you humiliate Sister Diao Chan like this, you will be punished by death!"
Lu Bu's wife, Madam Yan, lost her temper. She raised her hand to slap the captain in front of her on the mouth. Her hand was in the air, but was stopped by the bare hand that was revealed just now.
In the carriage, another woman got off the carriage, holding a frightened little girl in her arms who dared not cry.
The woman in a pink dress, in a dangerous situation, still had a faint smile on her face. Her eyes swept over the defeated soldiers in Bingzhou, and everyone's breathing suddenly stopped.
Above the valley, under the midday sun, Fang Guang saw Diao Chan for the first time. He felt as if his heart had been struck by a sledgehammer, and his breathing and Bingzhou's defeated troops were stagnant at the same time.
The little girl in Diao Chan's arms looked at the fierce people in front of her, her mouth flattened, and she wanted to cry again. Diao Chan gently patted the girl's cheek and said something. Lu Bu's legitimate daughter Lu Qiling wrinkled her nose and started laughing again.
Diao Chan made a normal slapping action on a child, overflowing with charm. Cai Yan called him a fox demon, and inadvertently trimmed his hair, pursed his lips and smiled. Fang Guang felt that his nose was itchy and there was blood coming out.
risk.
"Looking back and smiling, the beauties in the harem have no color!"
Fang Guang murmured a famous saying from later generations, and couldn't help but clasp one hand on the handle of the sword at the tip of his eye.
"I know what you are thinking. Let Madam and Ling'er go first, I will accompany you!"
"Didn't the scholars all over the world have already criticized me with watery words? The Yanghuas are the Yanghuas around me!"
Diao Chan still had a slight smile on her face, but there was an indescribable sadness in her words. Above the valley, Fang Guang felt sour in his heart after hearing this, and the hand holding the knife could not help but tremble slightly.