Traveling through the Three Kingdoms: She brings unlimited supplies to build infrastructure

Chapter 24 Liu He
The white horse belongs to Yang and is driven by the gods.The green cow represents yin and is enjoyed by the earth god.

On top of the high altar.

A divine white horse was tied up by a rope. The hoof-raiser stood up and neighed loudly. He rushed left and right, but he could not shake off the rope tied to his body.

Its name is Zhaoye, and it is the mount of the late white-horse general Gongsun Zan. He once galloped with Gongsun Zan in battle. At this moment, it was tripped by five or six fat warriors and fell to the ground.

A long knife stabbed into its neck fiercely and accurately, and the surging blood gushed out and was caught with a copper cauldron and offered to the altar.

It moved its front hooves, unwilling to stand up.

After several attempts, he was pushed back to the ground by the soldier next to him, and handfuls of blood were splashed into the dirty muddy water.

Its silvery white mane was soaked in dirty water mixed with snow and slush, and it finally let out a weak neighing sound.

"What a horse!" Kuitou, the Xianbei leader with a tall nose and deep eyes, sighed as he looked at the dead white horse on the altar looking north with some covetousness.

Then he glanced at the young man sitting on the main seat, with a hint of contempt on his face hidden by his thick beard.

The young man on the throne was Liu He, the son of the late Youzhou shepherd Liu Yu. In the snowy sky, he was not wearing a warm fur cloak, only linen clothes.

He straightened his back and watched the white horse take its last breath, his handsome face neither sad nor happy.

The white horse's head would be the same as the charred heads of Gongsun Zan's family. He would cut it off with his own hands and put it in a box filled with lime to commemorate his late father and his family of more than [-] people. However, he did not feel much joy.

Maybe it's because there are two heads missing from the box, Liu He thought.

Sitting high on the main seat, he raised his head and looked to both sides.

At this celebration banquet, people belonging to different parties were drinking and chatting underneath, and the atmosphere was so friendly and warm that it seemed like they were going to take over on the spot.

He, the nominal commander-in-chief of the armed forces, sat alone behind the desk.

Perhaps he was getting hot from drinking, and a big Wuhuan man wearing a sheepskin coat laughed and opened his coat to reveal the thick chest hair.

He drank like crazy and drank with Xian Yufu, the former Youzhou shepherd and captain of Liu Yu's tent, arm in arm, and asked a Han woman sitting on her knees in disheveled clothes to pour them wine and sing songs.

The woman's clothes were messy and dirty, but it could be seen that they were made of excellent materials. She must have been a treasure held by her parents. She knelt down next to the Hu man who smelled of wine and smelled extremely fishy, ​​and played with the strings numbly. , and sang:

“Elegies can be used as weeping, and distant views can be used as homecomings.

I miss my hometown and feel depressed.

There is no one who wants to go home, no boat to cross the river.

I can't speak my mind, and the wheels turn in my intestines. "

The sad singing was like a sharp arrow, stabbing Liu He and accidentally knocking over the wine bottle on the desk.

The noise paused for a moment, and everyone's eyes focused on Liu He.

The singing woman was slapped to the ground by Xian Yufu.

"You bitch!" Xian Yufu glanced at Liu He's pale face, drew his sword and was about to stab the woman to death on the spot.

"Stop!" Liu He twitched the corner of his mouth and showed a forced smile: "He just wanted to go home and was a little rude. Why would Captain Xianyu go into such a big fight?"

Thinking of home?

As soon as Liu He said these words, the singing woman suddenly raised her head and looked straight at him, with a face that showed no emotion even after being beaten, and there was a bone-deep resentment on her face.

Nosebleeds fell from the woman's face. She stared at Liu He, slowly got up, and raised her sleeves to wipe the blood on her chin.

Liu He only felt that the look in his eyes was like a bone scraping knife, gouging out his body inch by inch.

These are Han women who were plundered by the barbarians after they attacked the city.

But what opened the door and led the barbarians in was...

"You humble servant, how dare you?" Xian Yufu raised his sword to stab her.

Even though Liu He is more symbolic than real, he is still the son of their old master Liu Yu. How can the current nominal master be so provoked by a lowly singer.

"Captain Xianyu!" Liu He stopped again. He looked away and waved his right hand feebly, "Forget it, forget it..."

Xian Yufu put away his sword angrily and sat down. The Wuhuan leader beside him, who was drinking openly, came back to his senses.

He could understand Chinese, but it was too deep but he couldn't understand what it meant. He didn't know what the woman was babbling and singing that offended others.

Although he was a little annoyed that Xian Yufu casually hit his singer, he didn't want to get angry over a snatched woman.

The Wuhuan leader waved his hand, wanting to be dragged down and dealt with.

Suddenly remembering something, he waved to the crowd behind him who were sitting around the bonfire drinking, and shouted: "Alema!"

A dark-skinned, muscular young man stood up.

These were the young men from the clan he brought with him this time when he went south. When the young men were brave and good at fighting and conquered Yijing, they beheaded Gongsun Zan's general Guan Jing, which made him famous among the tribes.

"This woman belongs to you!" Leader Wuhuan pointed to the woman who was sitting with her head bowed and hugging the Hu Jiaqin, and then grabbed a large piece of mutton from the desk and threw it over.

Alema stretched out her hand to take the mutton, and then secretly looked at the woman. The Han woman did not have a bald head like the women of the Wuheng tribe. She had thick black hair spread behind her. Alema grinned happily.He squatted down and handed the mutton to the woman.

There was no response at all.

There was laughter from the tribe behind her. Alema turned around and cursed impatiently. She held the mutton in her left hand and wrapped her right arm around the woman's waist, holding her under her arm like a lamb.

The woman held the hujiaqin in her arms and lowered her head. She was carried into the distant tent by Alema without any resistance amidst bursts of cheers and laughter.

After the woman was taken away, the banquet quickly returned to liveliness.

Liu He breathed out gently, seeming to feel much more relaxed.

He wiped off the wine stains on the desk with his hands, straightened the overturned wine bottle, poured another glass of wine, raised it and offered a toast to Nanlou Yao, the leader of Wu Heng, "I wonder if there is any news about Gongsun's remnant in the king's department?"

Nanlou was stunned for a moment, then put on a simple and honest expression on his face, a straightforward look: "Don't worry, I will attack as soon as the snow stops."

The implication is that they won't be dispatched until the snow stops.

Liu He's face darkened. Could it be that he opened the gate of Youzhou to invite these smelly people to drink and plunder?

Now that Gongsun Zan has been defeated, why not seize the time to pursue him? Instead of feasting and having fun here every day!
If these barbarians were willing to actively pursue them, the team with the remnants of the Gongsun family would have been destroyed long ago.

The two missing heads should have been lying in the box next to his pillow!

He can use these heads to comfort his father's spirit in heaven, and then use the power of Yuan Gong to drive out all these fishy smells.

He squeezed the wine bottle a little tighter, holding back.

Liu Heqiang raised his head and smiled, "That's the case, then I'd like to thank King Nanlou."

He reminded himself that if he endured a little longer, as long as he used the power of these barbarians to get rid of Gongsun Zan's evil descendants, he would be able to pacify Youzhou again with the help of Yuan Gong, implement benevolent government and protect the country like his father.

Youzhou, north.

The wheels rolled over the mud, and the knee-high snow turned into black mud under the trampling of the advance team. The wheels rolled over and left deep ruts in the mud.

This team trekking in the wilderness was the remnant of Gongsun's army that Liu He kept in mind.

Gongsun Yan sat in the rickety carriage, wrapped in a military coat and stretching with difficulty. This was the third day they set out from the deserted village.

She hammered her sore back, put the pen into her notebook, and stopped copying.

After fiddling with the portable stove in the carriage, she opened the curtain of the carriage to let some air in and relax her eyes while looking into the distance.

Gongsun Yan's carriage was traveling in the middle and front of the procession.

From a distance, even if there are only 300 troops, the Long Snake marching team looks quite impressive.

For reasons of stain resistance, all thermal equipment is all black. This uniformity of color creates a very impactful visual experience when the quantity reaches a certain scale.

Although the Han Dynasty people wearing large cotton trousers and military coats looked weird to Gongsun Yan.

Gongsun Yan's move to open the curtain attracted attention.

"Is there something wrong with Lady Gongsun?" Zhao Yun, who was accompanying him on the right, came over on horseback and asked. In front of him sat Gongsun Cheng, who was wrapped in a ball.

Gongsun Cheng couldn't bear the loneliness in the carriage, so Zhao Yun took him outside and taught him how to ride a horse.

"Just getting some air." Gongsun Yan shook his head and looked at Zhao Yun in a daze. Like a soldier, he was wearing a military coat, protective shoes, and a windproof hood. Brown windproof goggles were buckled on the windproof hood. He couldn't see clearly. Face.

Whenever she thinks that the person in front of her is Zhao Yun, this outfit always makes her feel like she is out of time.
"A Cheng, are you cold?"

Although the sun hung in the sky, the temperature in the wilderness was still very low. The cold wind blew away the rosy color on Gongsun Yan's fair face. She couldn't help but shudder and asked Gongsun Cheng who was sitting in front of Zhao Yun's saddle.

Gongsun Cheng also wore a tight windproof hat. He sat in Zhao Yun's arms, holding Zhao Yun's arm to steady his body, and said in a vague voice, "It's not cold."

Although he is quiet and clingy, Gongsun Cheng is only 4 years old after all, and even Gongsun Yan can't stand being in a small carriage every day.

Seeing that he could ride a horse, Gongsun Yan had some envy on his face. Riding a horse was not necessarily more comfortable than riding a carriage, but after sitting for three days, Gongsun Yan felt that his legs were swollen twice.

"Zilong, how long until we can set up camp."

After getting familiar with him, she also called Zhao Yun by name. This was the third time she had asked him the same question in an hour.

"It's almost time. We've ordered the scouts to find the camp site." The windproof hat blocked Zhao Yun's face, so he couldn't see his expression clearly, but his voice had a hint of a smile, "Madam, please hold on a little longer."

"Okay!" Gongsun Yan breathed a big sigh of relief. Then she suddenly remembered something and said to Zhao Yun: "By the way, Zilong, I have something to give you later."

Zhao Yun was stunned. Madam Gongsun would give him some food every now and then, but she had never emphasized it like this. He was a little curious, "I wonder what it is?"

"Yes..." Gongsun Yan said in a long tone, "Secret!" After speaking, he retracted his head and lowered the car curtain.

"Huh?" He looked at the girl sitting in the carriage raising the corners of her lips and hiding back in the carriage. She seemed very proud of teasing him, and her cat eyes were filled with smiles.

Zhao Yun laughed. This lady Gongsun is really a carefree boy.

A secret?He was somewhat looking forward to it.

(End of this chapter)