Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 1592
Yecheng.

With the sudden closure of the Sifang City Gate, the city seemed to be a closed space, causing the people in the city to panic.

And some people hiding in the dark also felt a little uneasy.

"Sifang City Gate closed?"

In an ordinary mansion, Yuan Xi's eyes became a little gloomy.

"Second prince, all the gates of the city are now closed, and the soldiers are under martial law. It is a military order issued by the prime minister's mansion, and no one dares to disobey it!"

"Ju Shou, you are worthy of being the powerful minister of your father!"

Yuan Xi took a deep breath, calmed down, and said: "Let the people of the Zhen family find a way to get out of the city. It seems that the idea of ​​doing something from the inside of the city is no longer good. Let them report to the north and dispatch our main force first. Let’s act first, we can’t wait any longer!”

"Yes!"

The confidant leader bowed his hands to accept the order, then turned and left.

"Father, don't blame the child, you are too partial!" Yuan Xi's eyes showed a hint of crazy ambition.

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The east city gate, outside the city gate, less than twenty miles away, among the mountains and forests, a simple camp stands erect.

"Eldest Prince, I just got the news that the gates of the Sifang City are closed!"

"what?"

When Yuan Tan heard this, his expression changed: "Are you sure?"

"The news from the city is that Prime Minister Jushou ordered the city gate to be closed, and the city has already begun to prepare for martial law. It is very difficult for our people to move around again!"

"Damn Jushou!"

Yuan Tan slammed his fist hard on the desk.

"Elder Prince, be safe and don't be impatient!"

A scribe stood up and cupped his hands and said, "Prime Minister Ju closed the city gate at this moment, just for the well-being of the state of Zhou. It is a matter of course for him to do so, and it may be a good thing. After closing the city gate, the outside We may not know what is going on in the city, and the city will not know about us, as long as we have a way to take down a city gate lieutenant, we can immediately send troops into the city and take control of Yecheng!"

"But those city gate captains are all taught by Ju!"

"Not necessarily!"

The scribe said: "If it is usual, it is true, but now that the state of Zhou is in danger, Jushou can only rely on the power of the king's frontline soldiers to calm the situation, but the king is desperate, knowing that the army will be defeated, but he still insists on going his own way, insisting on a decisive battle at Guandu. It has made many people dissatisfied, as long as we can convince some people, we can win a city gate captain!"

"It makes sense!"

Yuan Tan's eyes lit up, he nodded and said: "Then let them go, order the people in the city to continue talking about surrendering some ministers, and in addition, let them pay a visit to the patriarchs of the powerful clans in the city, as well as the captain of the Sifang City Gate, Contact me too, and take them down one by one!"

"Yes!"

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The dark and flowing Ye City seemed to be shrouded in a layer of haze, making everyone in it feel intensely uneasy.

East City.

A meat stall.

The butcher is a middle-aged man who appeared here a few years ago with a young man. The neighbors around him call him Butcher Han. He is generous and often helps some neighbors.

So the neighbors in the neighborhood have a good sense of him. The whole East City knows that Butcher Han is a good person, and they often invite him to drink.

Butcher Han didn't have a wife, and someone wanted to renew him, but Butcher Han never pretended to be a wife, as if he was very satisfied with living with his son.

Some people say that Butcher Han is stupid.

However, some people praised Butcher Han as having a very dedicated father. After all, the stepmother would definitely treat her ex-wife's son badly.

Someone once provoked Han Butcher. He always scolded and did not fight back, but someone once pushed his polite son, but he directly lifted him up and threw him out.

Such a butcher Han is considered a celebrity in Dongshi.

Butcher Han's courtyard is an ordinary small courtyard, where a father and son lived, and it was cleaned very cleanly. It didn't look like going back to a courtyard without women.

On this day, Butcher Han was packing his luggage.

"Father!"

The young man sat next to him, motionless, with a hesitant look on his face, and then slowly raised his head, looked at the bearded middle-aged man, and asked, "Are we really leaving?"

"Yecheng is going to be in chaos, if we don't leave, we will be involved!"

Butcher Han said in a low voice: "Xiaotao, Yafu doesn't want you to have any future in this life, I just hope you grow up safely!"

"But in this world, if we don't know what will happen tomorrow, who can know, where can we live in peace. Will we be safe when we leave Yecheng?"

The boy smiled wryly.

The middle-aged man stopped packing his luggage, his tiger eyes burst into a gleam, looked at the young man, and said, "Xiao Tao, did someone come to you and say something?"

"Didn't they also find Yafu? Yafu has seen them, and I have seen them too!" The boy nodded.

"No matter what they want, you can't take risks. Back then, your father committed suicide at the expense of his fame in order to find a way out for you. You must not fall into it!"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said.

"Can Yafu forget the hatred?"

the boy asked.

"A certain family..." The middle-aged man was speechless and remained silent.

Of course he can't forget.

But there is not much left in martial arts, if you want to take revenge, it is not easy, if you are alone, you just give up your life, and you need justice.

But Xiaotao is the only blood of the lord, no matter how difficult it is, how hard it is, and no matter how aggrieved, he just wants to raise Xiaotao.

"I can't forget either!"

The young man said: "The blood of that day is still echoing in my dreams countless times. As long as I close my eyes, I seem to see my father's face. He is asking me why I am so useless, why can't I be upright and upright?" If you stand up, why don't you even dare to admit that you are his son!"

"Xiao Tao, the world is difficult and dangerous, no one can trust them, they just want to take advantage of your identity!" The middle-aged man has gone through countless hardships and dangers, and he no longer trusts anyone, and they were also enemies back then.

"I know!"

The young man's eyes were very clear. He looked at the middle-aged man and said, "But I really don't want to escape. I escaped from the State Shepherd's Mansion. Now I want to escape from Ye City. In the future, we can escape from the Central Plains. Can you escape from China, the world is in chaos, in a chaotic world, no one knows when, the flames of war will come, can you escape?"

The middle-aged man sat down, and he took a deep look at the young man.

In these years, has he forgotten, how could he forget the grief and indignation when the young man escaped from the State Shepherd's Mansion?

Without a chance, he wouldn't think about it.

But now there is a chance, even if it is a trap, I am afraid that the young man is not willing to continue to forget, he wants to take a gamble, he wants revenge.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

There was a knock on the door.

"Who!"

The eyes of the middle-aged man became sharper. He looked at the butcher's knife on the table, holding it inappropriately. After thinking for a while, he turned out a wooden box from under the bed.

tomahawk.

It was a somewhat rusty battle axe, but under the flickering cold light for a moment, the sharpness of the past could be seen.

"Yafu, it won't happen!"

The young man pressed his hand and asked the middle-aged man to put away his weapon.

Then he went to open the door himself.

Outside the door, there was only a young man with a cane. He looked at the young man with a smile on his face. The smile was slightly sinister, but it made people feel kind.

"Young Master Han, don't invite me in!"

The young man on crutches said with a smile.

"Mr. Tan, please!"

The boy is polite.

The young man on crutches limped in. The courtyard was very simple, with only stone benches, some wet robes hanging in the distance, and some scattered dried meat that could be seen on the eaves.

Before this, the young man on crutches didn't dare to think that such a brave and fierce general back then has now become a middle-aged man who lives for family chores.

"Tan Zong, I have already said that we will not surrender to your Ming court, so why are you here?"

From the pupils of the middle-aged man, a cold and stern light burst out, and the evil spirit all over his body condensed, covering the sky and covering the earth.

"The door is also a guest, there is no wine, no tea, at least there must be a bowl of water, why should General Pan be so angry!" That's right, the person who came was the commander of Daming Jingwu Division Zuo Si, Tan Zong.

Tan Zong has a lame leg, but he is relatively flexible as he can use a cane. After all, he has some martial arts skills.

And after he limped one leg, he practiced the kung fu of both hands well, but after his temperament was different, his speech was also a little softer.

And what he is facing is Pan Feng, the former number one general under Jizhou Mu's command.

"Hmph, there's nothing here to greet you, so get away with someone, or don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Pan Feng snorted coldly.

Although he only has [-] to [-]% of his skill left, ordinary Yuangang warriors dare not compete with him. Tan Zong, within ten steps, he can instantly kill him without a weapon.

"General Pan's strength, of course Tan is very clear, but..."

Tan Zong raised a smile at the corner of his mouth: "If General Pan kills me, can you still live like this in peace?"

"Threatening someone?"

Pan Feng's cold eyes were condensed, and murderous intent shot out.

"Don't dare!"

Tan Zong shook his head and said in a deep voice: "I just want to tell General Pan that I am not an enemy. If I were an enemy, I am here today. It is not me alone, but our Jingwu Division team. Kill a group of people who come in and go out, and clean you up, it will never be a problem!"

Pan Feng felt cold, and he didn't doubt that what Tan Zong said was stupid. Now that Daming has such strength, if he wants to kill an outdated general, he can still do it.

"Yafu, no matter what, you are a guest, how can you be rude!" The young man stood up, he boiled a pot of water, and poured a glass for Tan Zong: "Mr. Tan, the humble house is simple, there is only one cup of clean water. Please don't be shy!"

"Whether it's water or tea, you drink with the same attitude!"

Tan Zong took a sip, then smiled and said: "I repeat, I came here with good intentions, and I hope we can cooperate!"

"Cooperate, or use?" Pan Feng sarcastically said.

"This statement is not false!"

Tan Zong nodded and admitted frankly: "If you are not worth using, we wouldn't spend so much effort to find your whereabouts and come here to persuade you, you say, right!"

"Yafu, don't talk yet!"

The boy said suddenly.

"Xiao Tao!"

Pan Feng stared.

"Father Ya, I've grown up, and there are always things that I need to take care of myself. My surname is Han, and Han Fu's Han, I can die, but I can't humiliate the Han clan!"

The young man said resolutely.

Pan Feng heard the words, as if seeing the former master, he sighed dejectedly and kept silent.

"Mr. Tan, you are looking for me to cooperate because you fancy my status as an orphan of the Han family, but what can I get?" The young man looked at Tan Zong. It was not the first time that Tan Zong had found him. Once, he could memorize what he said, he could understand it, but he couldn't help being moved. There was some engraved hatred that he couldn't forget. When the opportunity came, he thought, he still had to seize it.

"It depends on what Mr. Han wants!"

Tan Zong opened his hands and said domineeringly: "As long as you can afford it, my majesty can afford it. What Daming can give you is definitely more than what you want!"

"Ming dynasty……"

The boy's pupils became much deeper.

The Ming Dynasty is very unfamiliar, but the Son of Heaven is very familiar. The young man who used to rub his father on the ground is now the Son of Heaven.

"Han family, you can't have no successors!"

Tan Zong smiled slightly as a reminder.

"Then what can I do for you?" The young man seemed to have made some decisions in his heart, and he focused his eyes on Tan Zong, asking solemnly.

"There's so much to do!"

Tan Zongdao: "For example, with a wave of arms, the old ministers revolted, captured Yecheng, and regained control of Hebei!"

"Mr. Tan, I want revenge. I'm not trying to prevaricate you. You don't have to paint cakes for me. Although I don't know much about the Ming Dynasty, I know a thing or two. The Son of Heaven doesn't allow princes to appear. I don't want to die either!"

The young man seemed to be very aware of his situation, he said coldly.

"Hahaha!"

Tan Zong laughed loudly: "What a Mr. Han, the son of Han Fu, he is really not a coward. The tiger father has no dogs, so he has a bit of strategy!"

"Mr. Tan, I don't really want much. I want Yuan's son and grandson!"

The boy's voice was full of engraving hatred.

"Cutting off other people's blood?"

Tan Zong narrowed his eyes: "Do you hate them so much?"

"My father is a disciple of the Yuan family. If Yuan Shao wanted Jiangshan, his father could give it to him, but it was only in the land of Hebei, but the Yuan family forced his father to death. I belong to the Han family. How many people shed blood on that day , my heart, I can't get through!"

The young man's voice was as cold and stern as ice, and the murderous intent rose in the sky.

"Yuan Benchu ​​committed a crime!"

Tan Zong laughed.

Some things are still going well.

But if he wants to make people die, he still has to give some benefits, at least let the young man in front of him have confidence in himself.

"As far as I know, both of Yuan Shao's sons are in Ye City!"

"Really?" There was a killing intent in the boy's eyes.

(End of this chapter)