The Three Kingdoms in the Ya Nei

Chapter 305: Yuan Shao's Grievance

Once upon a time, once upon a time, a small leader of the original Yellow Turban bandits dared to yell to capture himself alive!This made Yuan Shao, who was born in such a noble family as four generations and three princes, how could he stay strong?

All the generals of Yuan Jun who were running, suddenly saw the lord spewing blood, they were all shocked, they rode their horses towards the middle, and exclaimed loudly.Passionate picture feast
Yuan Shao firmly grasped the saddle bridle with both hands, and spat out a mouthful of blood, but he felt relieved, and he was no longer as depressed and uncomfortable as before.

The generals and guards who heard it in their ears exclaimed, gritted their teeth, straightened their bodies, held the rein in one hand, and waved the other hand up, indicating that it was okay. [

Only then did the generals feel a little more at ease.They each whipped again, urging the horses under their crotches to run wildly.After this interception and killing, the [-] army went three more stops.When he reached Jishui, he finally got rid of Zhang Niujiao's entanglement.It's just that the remaining troops, who even died and fled, are no more than [-].

A group of remnants of the defeated generals were panting, and the white air emitted by the men and horses was like a cloud of smoke.Not only did everyone feel cold and tired, even the horse's muscles were throbbing, obviously reaching its limit.

They ate something since yesterday when they lit the lamps, and now the day is bright, it is almost noon, no grains of rice have been eaten, no food for people and no food for horses, looking at the rolling Jishui in front of them, even though it is a severe cold day, they can’t help it They rushed down one after another, scooping up water and drinking.

Yuan Shao looked around, but he saw that the river was surging and the width of the river was several feet.Although it is winter at this time, the water here is extremely deep, if you want to cross the river, you may have to find some boats.

This Jishui is divided from Guandu, forming two parallel rivers.When you get here, it is already a tributary of the big river, and if you go further east, it will gallop into the sea.On weekdays, when crossing the river, or going west, there is a ferry to Gaotang at the Licheng boundary, or going east, there is also a ferry that reaches Jieshi on the opposite side and enters Leling.But right now, here, there is no front, no village, no shop, no two ends.

Yuan Shao had no choice but to see that all the soldiers were exhausted and couldn't walk any longer. After thinking for a while, he dismounted and sent orders to bury the pot to make food, while he arranged for people to find boats or shoals where they could cross the river.

Everyone was ordered and cheered endlessly.They unsaddled their saddles one after another and got off their horses. Many of them couldn't stand firmly, so they just lay down on the ground and couldn't get up again.

The army fled in a hurry, and there was no food left, so they had to kill horses and cook food.Then I searched for some grass mushrooms and the like along the river bank, and mixed them together.

On the bank of Jishui, the war horses neighed endlessly. With tears in their eyes, the crowd cruelly put down the horses one by one. Listening to the neighing, they looked at the many soldiers who were lying on the ground and couldn't get up again. Some couldn't help crying.

This cry is like an infectious disease, first one person, and then gradually spread across the entire river bank, calling for brother and brother, crying for father and son, stirring up a gloomy cloud in the north wind, and sometimes, accompanied by the dying horse, desolate Screaming, everyone's eyes were filled with ashes.

Supported by his personal guards, Yuan Shao sat behind a big rock. Hearing the howls in his ears, he felt irritable and sad at the same time. His chest, which had calmed down a little after vomiting a mouthful of blood, became oppressed again, which made him feel a little nervous. Feeling out of breath.

Someone brought the boiled water to him first.Running all the way, all the pots and pans disappeared. The ones used to boil water and stew meat, and now hold water, are all pockets on the generals' heads.Even Yuan Shao's own golden talisman came in handy.