Lu Bu's Ambition

Chapter 469 Heroic Soul Monument

Wolf Ridge!Trident Peak!

The boundless black army, the white banners flying all over the sky, and the soldiers with white belts on their heads are fluttering in the wind.

All the soldiers silently looked at a huge stone tablet at the foot of the mountain!

The black stone tablet is densely engraved with handwriting. The huge stone tablet is ten meters high and five meters wide. On the smooth wall are brand new engraved two heroic soul characters.

There are hundreds of boulders sitting on both sides, and the small characters are all over the wall.

A four-legged square tripod stands in front of the stele, with green smoke floating down, the god of war in the eyes of hundreds of thousands of troops today is wearing plain clothes, and a white belt is also tied on his head.

What is horrifying is that there are white skeletons hanging from the branches all over the mountains and plains, densely packed endlessly, like a forest of skeletons, with no limbs or skulls, only the empty white skeletons swaying in the cold wind.

After burning incense, Lu Bu walked to the stone tablet silently, stroked the handwriting with rough palms, and sighed: "Everyone, your souls are lost here, not for my hegemony, not for fame and wealth, nor for a big man, but for The continuation of the bloodline of our descendants of the Yellow Emperor, so that the bloodline of the Yellow Emperor will never be trampled underfoot by the barbarians!"

"The heroic walk you wait for will be immortal, and the heroic soul will last forever!"

While sighing, he walked to Fang Ding, in front of hundreds of thousands of soldiers, suddenly that domineering figure threw his armor and knelt down on one knee.

wow~
In an instant, the black army followed suit and knelt down on one knee, silent, with only the panting of the army and the snorting of the horses in their ears.

"I, Lü Bu, swear today! The Lu family will protect the land of China for generations. If barbarians and foreign tribes invade, the descendants of the Lu family will be the first to kill the foreign tribes to protect our Yanhuang blood!"

The lonely and domineering voice echoed between the heaven and the earth, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers who heard it had red eyes and thickened their noses.

"Lord!"

All the civil and military generals kneeling behind him clasped their fists together and looked at the grieving Lv Bu with concern. With a big wave of Lv Bu's hand, Chen Lin, who was dressed in white, nodded and stood up slowly.

Holding a roll of white cloth in his hand, he stood under the stone tablet and mourned loudly the soldiers who died in this battle.

The densely packed soldiers all looked excited, especially the tall black stone tablet in sight, which made this group of people seem to have found their home.

There are millions of troops, they come from all parts of the territory of the Han Dynasty, but almost all those who can come to serve as soldiers are for a morsel of food, so as not to starve to death.

It can be said that they don't have any goals, but since today they have not chased the confused ones, and they have found the next goal.

Heroic Soul Monument!It will be passed on forever, and the lives that are unknown in the eyes of princes and high-ranking officials are so precious today!

Leading a million people to fight against the barbarians, nearly [-] soldiers were killed or injured. This number is not faked at all. There is still strong alcohol in it. I don’t know how many lives were saved.

The barbarians also paid the price. All the 50 barbarians who invaded the territory of the Han Dynasty stayed behind, and the royal court of the Xianbei clan headed by them was even slaughtered.

People in the world only saw Lu Bu's killing and domineering, defending the prestige of the world's number one prince, but they didn't see the money and food spent in this battle, as well as the lives of the soldiers under his command.

The world's number one general!God of War in Northern Xinjiang!Parachutist!
All the majestic and shocking titles fell on Lu Bu, but it was a heavy pressure.

Heroic Soul Monument!
In the lonely and uninhabited mountains, this stone tablet was erected, and the number of casualties and the battlefield process of both sides of the battle were also engraved.

Maybe people will forget them as time goes by, but these soldiers who died on the battlefield for their homeland and for the dignity of the descendants of the Yellow Emperor will always leave a deep mark in history.

The desolate mourning stopped, and the black and white army set off. They still have a new journey. They need to return to various places to guard their homes and guard their families for the brothers who died in battle.

After the army came out from the Wolf Ridge, they went their separate ways. This time, Lv Bu's army was almost wiped out during the battle. They needed to go back quickly to prevent accidents.

"My lord, the grassland is in chaos!"

On the way home, Guo Jia hurriedly informed his lord to report back in the carriage.

Chituma walked leisurely and slowly, parallel to the carriage. Guo Jia in the carriage showed his head, with a gloating smile on his face.

"My lord, although the royal court of Xianbei was destroyed, the grassland occupied by Xianbei is a piece of fat. There are also a large number of tribes in Xianbei who are not young and strong, and the remaining old and weak women and children are also a piece of fat."

Lu Bu was not surprised when he heard it. He could have guessed it a long time ago. After all, the main force of Xianbei was completely lost. Although other tribes also suffered casualties, they were not injured in comparison.

"Which tribes have swallowed this piece of fat?"

Seeing his lord's inquiry, Guo Jia smiled casually and said, "My lord, the Mongolian tribe Temujin has taken the lead and annexed nearly half of the Xianbei territory, and the remaining tribes have also risen one after another."

"Nurhachi of the Jurchen clan plundered a group of women and children located in Youzhou, and the Jurchen clan changed its name to Manqing."

"The Turkic leader Xieli saw the right time, and instead of going to Xianbei's territory, he took advantage of the chaos of the Xiongnu and directly robbed the Xiongnu in the Xiliang area."

"As for the rest of the tribes, there is nothing to worry about. With the division of the grassland in this battle, the hegemony of the grassland will be decided among the three tribes in the future."

Guo Jia chuckled and analyzed for a while, and sure enough, Lu Bu nodded after listening. It seems that these historical celebrities have come out this time.

But he didn't regret it. Since Xianbei dared to call all the grassland ministries to attack him, he should prepare for the dead.

Troops were sent out in the winter to grab the territory. It seemed that there was going to be a bloody storm on the grassland, and it was also a struggle for hegemony.

After the Xianbei royal court was destroyed, the fate of Xianbei's defeat was already doomed, but the Huns were a little unlucky.

Originally thinking that sending troops could eat a piece of Xianbei's meat, but before the meat was eaten, his own nest was taken out.

Then the rest of the ministries took advantage of the fire to loot, especially the Turks were more ruthless, almost biting off one-third of the Huns' power, and then fled far away.

The general trend of the grassland has been foreseen. The tribes that have not eaten meat this time can no longer keep up with the rhythm of the hegemony, and sooner or later they will be annexed by powerful tribes.

Three powerful tribes, Turkic, Mongolian, and Manchu, will compete for the grassland supremacy.

However, the land of Hetao had some headaches. Lu Bu frowned and sighed, "Ran Min of Hetao doesn't trust big men, it seems that he wants to stand on his own."

Guo Jia also gave a wry smile, shook his head and sighed, "Being oppressed by the Huns and being a slave for ten years, no one else would believe him, he would only believe in himself."

"It's a pity~ This life is not at the right time, but it happens to be on the grassland again. Under the gaze of the wolves, the tiger always naps and gets tired."

"Although the land of Hetao is fertile, there are only [-] people under his command. If he was in the Central Plains, this person might have done something, but on the grassland, the end is already doomed. This person can be a hero but not a tyrant."

Guo Jia seemed to have made a conclusion for Ran Min that the grassland people could not tolerate the power of the Han people. Once the rest of the tribe rested and recuperated, or when the lord's army went south to conquer the Central Plains, it would be the time when Hetao's blood would flow like a river.

Lu Bu shook his head after hearing this, it's not that he didn't think about recruiting this person, but Ran Min is too proud!In other words, he doesn't trust anyone but himself, even if he knows that the road ahead is a cliff, he won't look back.

This is the way of the hero!A lonely heroic road that no one understands.

"Once the order to slaughter Huhu comes out, there will be no place for such a person in the grassland!"

When Ran Min rebelled, he relied on the Tuhu Order to arouse the blood of the Han slaves in the grassland, but he succeeded in the Tuhu Order and lost in defeat.

Guo Jia's words made Lu Bu shake his head, "If you can't take the first step, how can you talk about defeat!"

"Although this person is unruly, but if you have close contact, just say what you need. Hetao is a nail for our Han people on the grassland!"

promise!
　Can you ask for a bunch of support and submerge the passing water in the ocean of support? *** movie, as long as the brothers like it.)
　　
　
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