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"In the summer of the first year of the reign of Emperor Xian of the Han Empire, the young emperor Liu Bian of the Han Dynasty was killed, and the arrogant and powerful prince Dong Zhuo fell. Lu Bu replaced him in Chang'an and massacred the remnants of Dong Zhuo's old generals, incorporated Dong Zhuo's army, and occupied Chang'an with 150,000 troops.
Taking advantage of the situation, Qin Yang, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, took advantage of the situation and promised huge profits to Dong Zhuo's generals Li Jue and Guo Si. He captured the two dangerous passes of Hangu Pass and Tongguan and the 100,000 Xiliang army without any bloodshed. The Yellow Turban army was 300,000.
The army marched straight forward and came to the city of Chang'an, the holy capital." - "The Biography of the Three Kingdoms"
Under the city of Chang'an, the holy capital, banners were flying. The camp of 300,000 Yellow Turban troops surrounded the towering golden-domed tent like rolling mountains.
Looking at the Yellow Turban Army, which was spread out like a mountain and sea, the soldiers guarding the city could not help but nervously tighten their weapons and swallow hard. Most of these soldiers were the original Bingzhou Army and Xiliang Army, and there were almost no soldiers in these two armies.
The defeated armies have been defeated directly or indirectly by the Yellow Turban Army in recent battles. Although the dragon flag of the Han Empire is flying behind them at the moment, their momentum is much weaker.
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"Ma Teng and Liu Zhang, these two bastards!" Lu Bu in the Chang'an Palace and Jinluan Palace crushed the bamboo slips in his hands to pieces.
There was silence in the Golden Palace. It was obvious that the edicts issued by Lu Bu to Ma Teng of Xiliang and Liu Zhang of Yizhou in the name of the Emperor of Han were directly rejected.
This is actually something that everyone has expected. After all, Ma Teng's son Ma Chao is serving as a general in Qin Yang's army. And Liu Zhang of Yizhou relies on the steep terrain of Bashu to stick to one side and stay leisurely outside the troubled times. There is no complete certainty.
When the time comes, who would give up the kind of life of sitting back and watching the clouds rise and rush to send troops?
But at this moment, Lu Bu was very anxious. He knew that although the city of Chang'an boasted an army of 150,000 at the moment, the only ones who could really fight were some of his former ace troops. The rest of the Bingzhou Army and the Bingzhou Army who had gathered along the way were retreating.
The Xiliang army that had just surrendered had no fighting spirit at all. If those guys were allowed to defend the city, they would probably be defeated as soon as they started attacking the city.
The fighting generals in the hall were silent. Although they were all talented people, facing the 300,000-strong Yellow Turban army, they had no way to make a comeback.
After Lu Bu vented his anger, he sat down helplessly. He just ordered the generals of each battalion to strictly guard the city, and then waved them to retreat.
After everyone retreated, Zhang Liao hesitantly came to Lu Bu, took out a silk book, placed it in front of Lu Bu and whispered: "My lord, Miss Diao Chan is missing..."
"What?!" Lu Bu suddenly raised his head, with a look of astonishment on his face.
The Yellow Turban Army camp and the golden-domed tent.
Qin Yang, who was sitting in the middle, also had a look of astonishment on his face. He looked at the messenger with twinkling eyes and asked again: "Who do you think is coming to pay homage to the camp?"
"Reporting to Your Highness, the woman who visited the camp claims to be His Highness's old friend, Diao Chan."
Now not only the messengers, but also all the Yellow Turban generals in the camp were confused. Unless it was a very important matter, they rarely saw Qin Yang repeatedly asking the messengers for information for the second time. But now it was the third time that Qin Yang
Asked!
"Your Highness, this Diao Chan is the one who was at Wang Yun's house in Luoyang, the imperial capital..." Xi Zhicai, Guo Jia and other generals who had fought with Qin Yang in the imperial capital naturally knew Diao Chan, and some of them also knew that Qin Yang had gone for this woman.
They did not hesitate to mobilize the Montenegrin Army to join the melee. However, they did not expect that Qin Yang would be so rude after learning that Diao Chan came to pay homage to the camp.
"Invite her in quickly... No, I will go out of the camp to pick her up personally. Today's discussion will end here first. Everyone should go back." Qin Yang stood up directly and hurriedly said to the surprised eyes of the generals in the camp.
Walk outside the camp.
The bright sun was shining high, casting the huge shadow of the Yellow Turban Military Camp Gate onto the desolate land. Beyond the shadow, the breeze blew by, picking up a misty dust and sand, gently swaying the white dress.
The woman with a gauze face stood quietly in the sun, letting the wind and sand blow by, leaving little bits of dust on her dress. Her watery eyes were staring straight ahead, as if looking at something, and then
She didn't seem to look at anything. It wasn't until the towering camp gate slowly moved and made a "rumbling" sound that she finally focused her gaze.
As soon as the camp gate opened a gap that allowed only one person to pass through, Qin Yang could not wait to rush out of the shadows. Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar beauty in front of him, the Yellow Turban King Ming was speechless for a moment.
"Diao Chan has met His Royal Highness the Yellow Turban Prince Ming." Seeing Qin Yang hesitate to speak, Diao Chan smiled lightly and spoke first.
Qin Yang's heart pounded, and he hurriedly replied: "Qin Yang has seen Miss..."
There was silence, and after the ceremony, the two of them were relatively speechless. Diao Chan stared at Qin Yang with a pair of watery eyes. Qin Yang stood there and felt at a loss for the first time.
"Your Highness Prince Ming, please rest assured that Diao Chan is not here as General Lu Bu's envoy." Diao Chan's sigh was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples in Qin Yang's heart.
Qin Yang twitched the corner of his mouth. At this time, Lu Bu's wild laughter outside Hulao Pass and the harsh words "Diao Chan is already my woman" were still echoing in his mind.
"Does Your Highness just want to talk to me here?"
"Oh! That's right, Qin Yang is reckless, please ask the lady to move to the military camp to talk..." Qin Yang suddenly turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation.
"Haha, no need. It seems that His Highness Prince Ming is not sincere enough to invite me to tea, so just accompany me for a walk. In comparison, I still like a quieter place." Diao Chan smiled softly and moved lightly.
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"Uh... no, you misunderstood..." Qin Yang was about to explain, but suddenly saw a cunning light flashing in Diao Chan's eyes, and couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. That familiar feeling made a trace of heat flow in his heart.
, causing him to stop what he was saying and follow Diao Chan walking in the sunshine step by step.
There was silence again, until the two of them walked far away one after another, Qin Yang finally couldn't help but speak: "Ning'er..."
Diao Chan paused and said calmly: "Your Highness Prince Ming, Zhang Ning died outside Yanmen Pass five years ago... Now in this world, he is the only Diao Chan who was saved by General Lu Bu..."
The voice was soft, like a string on the lake. But in Qin Yang's ears, it outlined a magnificent picture of mountains and rivers. Outside Yanmen Pass, the cold wind was biting. The lost girl felt as if she was freezing amidst the laughter and whistles of tens of thousands of barbarians.
Flowers tend to sway in the cold wind.
Suddenly, a thunderous roar broke the mad noise. The red-haired general, like a ghost, led thousands of cavalry and roared into the barbarian camp. These barbarians, who drank blood and drank blood, were in chaos, and in a panic, they were furious.
While fleeing, he tried to kidnap the shaky girl away! Cold light flashed, blood spattered, a pair of sharp axes cut through the barbarian's throat, and a pair of powerful hands snatched the girl away from the claws just before she fainted.
recapture……
The cliché story of a hero saving a beauty, told in a low voice by the girl, made Qin Yang feel a little dazed. Is this what happened to the woman in front of him? Because of himself, a little girl gave up her position as a saint and became alone.
A man wandering around the world, living outside the Great Wall... Thinking of this, Qin Yang couldn't help but feel pain in his heart.
"I'm sorry..." Qin Yang murmured.
"There's nothing to be sorry for, maybe this is fate..." Diao Chan took a breath and said lightly. Now, she seems to be relieved.
"Ning'er, I actually..."
"Your Highness Prince Ming, I told you that Zhang Ning is dead."
"You are not dead! You are my Ning'er! At first, I was afraid to show my feelings because of my guilt towards Brother Mancheng! Now God has sent you back to me again, and I will never let you go again.
!I want my Ning'er to live! I want to compensate for everything I did to you! I love you!"
Qin Yang suddenly stretched out his hands like crazy and hugged Diao Chan tightly from behind, murmuring and roaring incessantly. He held him so tightly that he was afraid that once he relaxed, the woman in his arms would be like in his dream countless times.
Generally dissipates with the wind.
Diao Chan did not look back, but tears were already pouring down her beautiful face. Her cold heart was once again warmed countless times in an instant, but in the end it was once again extinguished by her own tears and that heavy exhortation.
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"His Royal Highness Prince Ming..." Diao Chan tried hard to keep her voice calm.
Suppressing the countless impulses in her heart to turn around and throw herself into this man's arms, Diao Chan said in a trembling voice: "Although I am not General Lu Bu's envoy, I am here to persuade His Highness Prince Ming to withdraw his troops..."
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