Lu Bu's Sims

Chapter 238 Tsukatora's Dark Moment

Under the night, Sima Yi in the carriage sighed, they all underestimated the skills of this warrior, and even more underestimated his ruthlessness.

Poison!And still stand under the banner of righteousness and scold them, no matter how wronged they are, they have to endure it.

Are the white wave thieves the ones who infested tigers?Really, almost all the aristocratic families in the Central Plains can understand it.

But the Baibo thief has long since fallen apart, and the rest are really rogues, who have long been no longer a threat, and they don't even pay attention to them.

Who would have thought that this group of surviving bandits would have the audacity to secretly communicate with the Xiongnu, and led them southward into the territory of the Han Dynasty.

"Hey, this time the three major families have fallen."

Now their three major families have no shortage of money, food, people, and even prestige, but now Lu Bu's move directly hit their vitals.

When it comes to their family, they have long looked down on money and food. Fame is what they value, and they will directly stigmatize him.

"Hurry up, go back quickly, as long as you ask Lu Bu to bow your head early, everything will still have a chance to ease."

Just as Sima Yi kept urging his slave to drive the horse, suddenly there was a sound of horse neighing in the distance, and at the same time his slave even exclaimed.

"Young master, there are bandits ahead."

da da~
Sima Yi hastily opened the curtain of the car, and the goal was to see horses galloping through the woods under the moonlight, and arrows with feathers kept shooting at them.

Ah ~
"Let's go~"

There were more than 50 guards with him all the way, all of them were good players, but under the precise riding and shooting, he suffered heavy casualties in just a short moment.

"Go!" Sima Yi in the carriage shouted angrily, urging him to hurry up.

"Hou Ji, hurry up."

Sima Yi yelled in panic, while his housekeeper Hou Ji in the carriage was also frantically flicking his whip.

"Young master, sit down quickly."

rumbling~
In the bumpy carriage, Sima Yi was staggering and didn't know what was going on outside. It was the first time in his life that he felt that death was so close.

Cold sweat kept rolling down his forehead. Sima Yi, who was only sixteen or seventeen years old, was not yet a mature and stable official in later generations, he was still a fledgling.

swoosh~
The sharp feathered arrows shot down continuously, the bumpy carriage neighed in pain, and fell to the ground with a loud crash.

Immediately afterwards, the rangers around rushed out, all of them were dressed in Xiongnu and Hu people's clothes, and several people were wearing tattered Han people's clothes.

"Haha, Hu Dada, these people are definitely Han nobles."

After climbing out of the carriage in a state of embarrassment, Sima Yi was horrified to find that the cavalry was rushing back and forth as fast as the wind, and the only dozen or so guards left around were all killed in just half a stick of incense with the swiping of the ring sword.

Hou Ji was even more frightened and shivered, but he still stood in front of Sima Yi, tremblingly saying, "Young master, hurry up~ hurry up."

However, Sima Yi's legs trembled from the fright at this time, and his eyes looked around in panic. There is no way to escape at this time.

Swish!
Hot blood sprayed on his cheeks, Sima Yi stared blankly at Hou Ji who was lying on the ground and gradually lost his vitality, his pupils dilated even more.

"Hehe, he's still a noble son of the Han people. He happened to go to the Guan market to buy a good price when he got back from robbery."

A group of more than a dozen Huns got off their horses, and the leader even gestured with the Huan Shou Dao in his hand, and said with a smile: "The Huan Shou Dao of the Han people is still easy to use."

After wiping the blood from the lower blade and retracting the scabbard, the Huns headed by the dirty face even took out a handful of beef jerky from his arms, chewed dryly and looked at the frightened Han slave with a joke.

"Ma De, there is no Han girl. I knew that I should have gone to Luoyang with the leader Xiutu, instead of being assigned here to find out the news."

"Head, the sudden appearance of the Han Lu Bu wants to cut off our escape route. After hearing our report, Mr. Xiutu turned back. It is estimated that he should arrive tomorrow morning."

You said something to me, Sima Yi stared blankly at the group of people, his lips trembling in fear, but he still held back his fear when his life was in danger.

"Here! It's not far from Wenhou's barracks, and the screams just now have alarmed everyone."

"You don't want money, okay, I'll go with you, to my clan."

Just as Sima Yi was in a hurry to save himself, a war horse galloped towards him. After stopping, the man who got off the horse limped and didn't speak, and his mouth was black and yellow with interlaced teeth.

He was over 40 years old, and exuded a stench all over his body. After this person arrived, a group of Huns in disguise looked at each other. Only Cao Xing, who was the leader secretly, stepped forward and saluted in the way of Huns with a grin.

"Hmph, it turned out to be an old guy."

The foul-smelling old Hun licked his face and looked at Cao Xing. After saluting respectfully, he grinned flatteringly and said, "They're all our own people."

After the person who had arrived walked in, Sima Yi showed a look of panic.

I saw the other party looking at him greedily, the other party's foul-smelling tongue licked his disgusting teeth, and his face was even more greasy due to the bumps.

"You all belong to Xiutu, how about letting me use this kid."

The rest of the people looked at each other, but Cao Xing saw the other's greedy gaze, then looked at Sima Yi pitifully, waved his hands with a smirk, and the rest of them were confused but retreated one after another.

"Haha, I'm under King Zuoxian's tent. Oh, I didn't expect there to be such a handsome person. It's just right."

Only then did the crowd react, and under the disgusted and disgusted gazes of each, the ugly Huns threw themselves directly at Sima Yi's frightened face.

Everyone shivered with aversion to the cold and hurriedly cleaned the battlefield, removing everything that could be removed.

Under the night, the hoarse screams from the direction of the fallen carriage echoed continuously, and there were bursts of excited and old voices, as if they were being tortured.

In the distance, Cao Xing, who was pretending to be a Hun, spit out two stones from his mouth, and even wiped his face, so that he had three parts of his original appearance.

"Hey, I didn't expect us to be very lucky. There are tongues left by the Huns nearby, and it is so coincidental that we think we belong to various tribes of Xiutu."

Zhao Yun, who was also smudged with black paint, stared at a pair of bright big eyes, looked at the screams behind him from time to time, and muttered to himself: "Isn't it cruel to do this?"

Cao Xing glanced at Zhao Yun strangely, lowered his voice and said jokingly: "Don't worry, it's not just right, he smells more like sheep than us."

"The Huns are scattered in such a way that no one knows anyone. There are definitely many such rangers in Hedong County. Most of them are old, weak, sick and disabled. They are not strong enough, so they will plunder some leftovers in the rear."

"The old saying just now, the smell of foxes and sheep, hehehe, especially Yilaomani used King Zuoxian to frighten us, he really thought he had frightened us fledgling boys."

Cao Xing, who has dealt with the Huns and Xianbei all the year round, has a deep understanding. When the army clears the way, some old, weak, sick and disabled who were driven out of the tribe will follow the army to pick up leftovers, and may die on the territory of the Han people.

But it's better than dying on the grassland. The grassland is where the weak eat the strong, that's how cruel it is.

Even in times of famine, all older people would be kicked out of the tribe and left to fend for themselves. Although this group of people were cruelly abandoned, most of them would head towards the territory of the Han people.

Because in their eyes, most of the Han people are lambs, their prey. Every year, there are many villages in the border area that are attacked by such Hu people.

"Yohe~"

After a long while, Cao Xing stuffed two stones into his mouth again, his cheeks groaned, his beard was stained, and he spoke the ugly Hun language.

"Old guy, get out of here when you're done having fun."

Hey!

The old Hu with his trousers in the distance smiled dryly. He knew that the group of brats probably guessed his identity, but there were also some people who saw their pity and were willing to share some food in this kind of looting situation.

Cao Xing, who was riding a war horse, walked up to the opponent, took out a leather bag from the horse, threw it over and taunted him: "Go, old guy, use your last strength to tell King Beixian that the Han flying generals The food and grass are in this mountain far away."

Under the loud laughter, the old Hun grinned, and he nodded excitedly, and rode on the looted horse.

This information may be able to exchange him for a good meal, which is not a loss.

The young Huns can use these in exchange for status and beauties, but the older Huns who were driven out of the tribe can only rely on this news in exchange for some wine and meat to survive.

Cao Xing just got on the horse under the smell of sheep, but Cao Xing's eyes widened. Looking at Sima Yi, who had passed out and had blood all over him, he was immediately angry.

Staring at the old Huns, in Zhao Yun's eyes, Cao Xing was yelling and cursing, while the old Huns kept apologizing with a dry smile.

But Cao Xing gave the other party a final pooh in disgust, and angrily whipped the other party.

Seeing the other party leave, and Sima Yi who was unconscious below, Cao Xing was in a state of embarrassment, when suddenly the cavalry hurriedly gestured.

Immediately, Cao Xing babbled and greeted everyone to get on their horses and evacuate in Hun dialect.

Under the moonlight, under the miserable carriage, the fainted Sima Yi slowly opened his tired and painful eyes, and found that the enemies had indeed left, and the sound of horseshoes in the distance, he knew that the group of aristocratic families behind must be going back on their way But he was saved.

puff~
With trembling palms, he slowly lifted his pants. Under the stench of excrement and urine, Sima Yi angrily recalled the scene just now, especially the bloody area under the crotch. The other party directly sprinkled a handful of ashes to stop the bleeding.

The most glaring thing was a piece of bloody flesh on the ground, which made Sima Yi step into the dirt with great pain.

At that time Sima Yi stared wide-eyed, wishing to kill this man angrily, but he held back the dagger hidden in his sleeve.

Under the night, when he wanted to cry with his mouth wide open and his voice hoarse, Sima Yi looked up at the night and his veins bulged, but he couldn't utter anything, only felt the severe pain in front of him!

Because there are Huns in the distance, in order to survive, he gritted his teeth and endured the pain before and after.

"Xiongnu! Zuo Xianwang is right, Xiu Tu is right, wait, my Sima Yi is immortal in this life, you swear you will not give up."

Under the eyes of hatred, he tightened his belt with difficulty and pain, and then rubbed his clothes on Hou Ji's body several times, causing blood all over his body.

Without seeing the situation below him anymore, Sima Yi's face was already pale and cold sweat was pouring down like he was fished out of the water, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

"It's better to be discovered by people who are scared to pee out!"

In grief, Sima Yi gritted his teeth and did all this to keep his secret.

And Cao Xing and others who escaped in the distance and pretended to be secretly happy, Zhao Yun was full of suspicion along the way, but since they left the barracks, they could only communicate in the language of the Huns, and he didn't understand it very well.

It wasn't until he returned to the barracks that Zhao Yun looked at Cao Xing suspiciously, "General Cao, I saw you scolding that old Hun just now, what's wrong?"

haha~
Immediately, the cavalrymen behind them burst out laughing one by one, and tears were about to flow out of a group of dumb people laughing now.

Cao Xing even smiled while supporting his aching stomach and walking in front of Zhao Yun, out of breath and talking in a low voice intermittently.

puff!

After listening to it, Zhao Yun's eyes widened immediately, with an expression of disbelief, but then he thought that behind the scene tonight, the other party was not only so masculine, but even ruined the other party!
nausea!

His stomach turned upside down, Zhao Yun's face was so ugly that he almost vomited, but then he thought of the other party's miserable situation, and felt sorry for the other party.

Perhaps this is retribution, ignoring the Huns, but in the end he was abolished by the Huns, and his body was given by the Huns!
　Asking for a monthly ticket~ I beg my brothers to support a wave
　　
　
(End of this chapter)