The Three Kingdoms Of The North Are Proud And Heroic

The twenty horsemen turned around and pursued in the direction of the Hu people on the right.

Passing by the place where the Hu people of the right team were defeated before, Zu Zhao saw a long weapon similar to a horse lance inserted obliquely on the ground, he leaned down sideways and picked it up, there were not many arrows left in his quiver, and there was at least one more long weapon in his hand to take care of it.

Directly ahead, the right team of Hu Ma was scattered and disorganized, and they fled desperately to the northeast, during which one of the seriously injured Hu people fell off his horse due to physical exhaustion. Farther ahead of them, the left team, which had been crushed at first, had almost joined up with the front team escorting the prisoners, and the Hu people in the lead were regrouping. However, witnessing the rout of the right team's more serious losses has laid a psychological shadow of the invincibility of this Han cavalry in everyone's hearts.

Although the Hu people still have a numerical advantage at the moment, they are also slightly superior in geographical location, and the continuous riding is empty of the quiver of the Dinghan people, there is still the possibility of a backhand blow. But no matter how the leading Hu people shouted and taught a lesson, the rest of the herdsmen couldn't raise the slightest idea of continuing to fight, even the more than 30 people who had been in charge of guarding the prisoners were only thinking about retreating back quickly and sharing the spoils.

Zu Zhao and his entourage, who were from far and near, saw that the fleeing Huma gradually gathered on a mound of low amplitude, and everyone's hearts were tightened to varying degrees. Zu Zhao clenched the horse lance in his hand, he knew that at this moment, the momentum of the two sides was fighting, as long as he surpassed these Hu people in momentum, even if there were more Hu people, he would not be willing to fight.

"Charge at the Hu people, and shoot all the remaining arrows when you get closer." When he approached one hundred and fifty paces, Zu Zhao raised his horse lance high and ordered the retinues on the left and right.

Everyone on the left and right took a breath, all of them looked resolute, and quickly prepared the longbow. Even the wounded men gritted their teeth, turning the pain into anger.

Although Zu Zhao did not let everyone shout, at this time, with a team of more than 20 people, he fearlessly rushed towards the Huma crowd, which was still three times as large, and an invisible courage was already silent. They didn't seem to intend to scare the Hu people away with their momentum, but they were eager to fight head-on with a bullying posture, just like a hunter who didn't want to scare his prey away.

Under the thunderous anger of the leader Hu Ren, more than 40 people were gradually pulled up and ready to attack. But unfortunately, more than a dozen people who had been wounded by arrows in the previous battle had no intention of fighting again, and retreated to the rear one after another, and several of them took advantage of the fact that the others were in a team, and actually began to privately divide the looted property, so as to flee quickly when the situation was not right. Immediately, some people in the crowd were dissatisfied, fearing that those people would be more greedy, and immediately quarreled and made a mess.

Seeing this, the leader Hu Ren had nothing to do, and when Zu Zhao's team approached and began to release arrows, he was the first to turn around and flee. The rest panicked, and did not care about the hostages they had taken before, so they only grabbed some easily carried property and dispersed. The hostages who had been left behind did not dare to move at first, and it was not until the Hu people were all away that they regained some consciousness, and they hugged each other tremblingly, or comforting each other or hiding their faces and crying.

Zu Zhao led the crowd here, and after a cursory glance at these freed compatriots, he turned sideways and ordered, "You stay and take care of them." Zu Ji, give me an arrow, quickly.

Zu Ji quickly handed over the last arrow in his quiver, and asked heartily, "Eldest prince, what do you want to do?"

Before the words were settled, Zu Zhao had already galloped away as soon as he slapped the horse stocks, and chased in the direction of Hu Ren's escape.

Zu Ji and the rest of his entourage were all taken aback, and now they had successfully rescued these kidnapped hostages, which was truly a great victory worthy of celebration and excitement. The image of the previous wise and martial arts suddenly cast a shadow, and it became more and more unpredictable, and it had to make people worry, what if Hu Ren came back and injured the eldest prince in a hurry?

Including the hostages, everyone was at a loss.

Just as Zu Ji was eager to catch up, he saw that Zu Zhao did not chase too far. When he was about a hundred paces away from the Hu people's rout, he first clamped the horse lance he held in his hand to the side of the saddle, stepped on the horse's pedal with both legs and straightened it up, and the whole person stood up from the saddle; Then he took out the longbow and put the last feather arrow on, and the bowstring was stretched to the limit, and the bow arm rattled faintly because of the tremendous tension. With a loud roar, the feather arrow broke free of the bowstring and flew towards the nearest Hu man with a sharp chirp.

The arrow drove straight into the shoulder of a Hu man, and the figure of the Hu man shook violently, but he did not fall off the horse.

Zu Zhao grabbed the reins and struck the mount horizontally. He didn't want to shoot one more person to dismount at this last moment, on the contrary, he hoped that Hu Ren would escape with his arrows, so that it would have a more deterrent effect.

Whether it is riding or archery, it is not easy to do physical work, and the successive rushes and bows make Zu Zhao sweat beads like beads, and the two layers of clothes inside and outside his upper body are soaked. Under the scorching sun hanging high in the sky, he suddenly felt a little greasy. At this moment, he was not in a hurry to fight his horse and return, his eyes were still staring at the north like an eagle falcon, and the figures of the last dozen or so Hu people were slowly disappearing behind the horizon. A big battle is in full swing in my heart, and the boiling blood brings out a strong desire.

He suddenly picked up the captured horse lance, pointed straight to the northern horizon, and let out an angry roar with his burning strength: "But let the dragon city fly general, and don't teach Hu Ma to do Yin Mountain." The

sound was like a bell, quickly sweeping through the vast plain, and even faintly echoing in the distant foothills.

Shouting these words, Zu Zhao released the remaining heat in his heart, and he felt drenched and happy. I have to admit that fighting and killing are the most stimulating nerves in people, and it is not so easy to calm down once you are too excited.

The retinue of the big rear who were looking forward to it secretly breathed a sigh of relief, they were convinced by the heartfelt roar of the eldest prince, and the heroic two lines of poetry had a tendency to swallow mountains and rivers, hitting the hottest side of everyone's hearts.

Pulling the reins, Zu Zhao let the mount take small steps back to the place where the entourage and hostages had gathered. Although he had previously instructed his entourage to take care of the hostages, everyone was all focused on himself because they were worried about their safety, and even if they came back to their senses at this time, they only cared about gathering around and cheering.

"The eldest prince is really a general in Shifei!"

"But to make the dragon city fly, do not teach Hu Ma to Yin Mountain, it should become a rhetoric that has been passed down through the ages."

"It's the pole, it's the pole."

In such a warm atmosphere, even the hostages who had been reborn were quite moved. Several men hurriedly came to Zu Zhao, bent down and bowed to him, and said gratefully: "Thank you Shaoxia for saving your life, thank you for your son's life-saving grace."

Zu Zhao glanced at these people, most of them were wearing narrow-sleeved cloth clothes, but the one in the center was a dark wide-sleeved straight jacket, about thirty years old, and polite like a bookkeeper. He asked in a calm tone: "You have encountered misfortune, and now you are lucky to be saved, and you are complete?" The

man who looked like the bookkeeper sighed bitterly, and replied in a voice still trembling slightly: "In the next line of masters and servants, there were twenty-seven people, and when the thieves attacked and robbed, the five doormen tried their best to resist the enemy, but unfortunately they were outnumbered and killed on the spot. In the chaos, many people scattered, and the remaining eighteen of us and others were all captured by thieves. Thousands of people are glad to have the help of Shaoxia, otherwise I am afraid that there will be no day to return to Hanjiang.

Zu Zhao met a middle-aged wounded man in the woods, and four survivors who were hiding near the horse team.

After hearing this, the bookkeeper breathed a long sigh of relief and said happily: "If there is no mistake, the person that the young man met in the forest is my family's housekeeper Hu Bo." Thank God that he was able to meet the noble man in time, not only did he turn evil into good fortune, but also saved the life of my eldest lady. As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the ladies who were hugging each other not far behind him.

Zu Zhao followed the other party's gaze and glanced at it, there were five female dependents not far away, all dressed in white, and it was impossible to tell who was the master and who was the servant at a glance. However, he noticed that these ladies all had a bit of posture, well-proportioned figures, and three or two points of classical temperament. Of course, now was not the time to look at beautiful women, so he quickly withdrew his gaze and continued to ask, "Where did you come from, and where are you going?"

A trace of hesitation flashed on the bookkeeper's face, and he looked left and right for a while before he responded: "The inferior person is originally from Changli County, and because of his family's difficulties, he wants to go to Zhuo County to pay homage to his relatives. The eldest lady of my family is the nephew of Lu Zigan, who is the courtier, and this time she is going to Lu Yilang's hometown. The

three words "Lu Zigan" attracted Zu Zhao's attention, and he couldn't help but glance at the ladies again, his originally majestic face gradually softened, and he said with a smile: "It's actually a relative of Master Lu, it's really a coincidence." A certain had studied the scriptures under Xi Master Lu for six years, but unfortunately he gave up in order to avoid the suspicion of the party, and he is still very regretful. The

Lu Shi he said in his mouth is the current great Confucian Lu Zhi, and Zigan is Lu Zhi's cousin. The Lu family and the ancestral family are both surnames after Emperor Wu moved to Beitunbian, and the two families have always been in contact, and it is because of this relationship that he was able to worship Lu Zhi as a teacher six years ago.

It coincided with the Yongchang Taishou Cao Luan's letter to complain about the grievances of the party scholars, which provoked Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty to issue an edict to dismiss the protégés, old departments, deceased people, father and son, and implicated them in life imprisonment, triggering the second disaster of the party in history. The ancestral family and the Lu family were both in the limelight, and they had to avoid suspicion and cut off contact with each other.

Despite this, he was somewhat of a protégé of Lu Zhi, but during that period Xi of study, he did not meet the two big names Gongsun Zan and Liu Bei, who were also under Lu Zhi's disciple.

When Mr. Bookkeeper heard Zu Zhao's words, the hesitation on his face was swept away, and he said overjoyedly: "It turns out that Gongzi and Lu Yilang have such a relationship, what a coincidence, what a coincidence."

Zu Zhao said with a smile: "A certain family is in Xu Wu County, more than 20 miles to the south, you may wish to move to set up a temporary shelter and talk about resting." It's not too late to wait until you've rested before hitting the road again. "

Having just suffered a catastrophe and being in shock, these travelers naturally wish they could have a place to stay. Since the handsome son in front of him is Lu Zhi's protégé, it is more or less a response. But apparently the bookkeeper was humble and light-hearted, and his face was happy, but he still lost one, and then turned around first and came to the place where the ladies were, and asked the "eldest lady" for instructions to stay.

Taking this opportunity, Zu Zhao finally saw the true face of the "eldest lady", it was a girl among those female dependents, no more than cardamom, with some materials on her white clothes and face, and a few tears in her beautiful and tender eyes. Compared with the maids around her, this eldest lady is really not outstanding, but she has an unbelievable temperament. Although she is still terrified by the previous catastrophe, behind this horror lies an extremely persistent hatred, which is not only different from other young girls who also suffered, but also does not match her age of thirteen or fourteen.

After listening to Mr. Bookkeeper's request, the eldest lady lowered her head and quietly glanced at Zu Zhao on horseback, and happened to meet Zu Zhao's gaze, she hurriedly moved her eyes to dodge, and then replied with a gnat.

The bookkeeper trotted back to Zu Zhao, and said happily: "Gongzi is gracious, the inferior people are grateful, and the eldest lady of my family will also remember the kindness, so it is better to be respectful than to obey fate."

Zu Zhao's demeanor bowed, and said: "I'm afraid that some of you and others will have trouble walking, so I'll ask someone to find some mounts." With that, he turned to Zu Ji, who was behind to inspect the corpses of several Hu people, and ordered him to take the two people back to the place where they had fought before, and bring all the foals that shot the Hu people over.

Zu Ji didn't slack off, called the two of them and quickly got on the horse and left.

While waiting, Zu Zhao asked his entourage to distribute half of the water bags to the relatives of the Lu family. He dismounted and rested for a while, chatted with the bookkeeper for a while, and learned that the bookkeeper's name was Lu Huan, who was originally the steward of the Lu family's caravan, but later due to the fall of the family business, the caravan was disbanded, and he could only do chores at home. This time, the Changli Lu family switched to the Zhuojun clan, and it was precisely because of the poor family morality. Lu Huan's lord is still staying in Changli to deal with the aftermath, and first let his family move to Zhuo County in batches.

After resting for about two moments, Zu Ji returned with five horses. Jumping off the horse and walking quickly to Zu Zhao, he said: "Just catch these few horses, and the others will run away."

Zu Zhao nodded slightly and said, "It will be done." Let the ladies and the wounded get on their horses first.

Zu Ji answered, and then together with Lu Huan, he distributed the five horses to the female dependents and a few injured subordinates.

Lu Huan naturally took a horse first and came to the eldest lady, and asked the eldest lady to get on the horse first. How do you know that the eldest lady came to Huma's side and stood still, but she didn't move anymore, just stared at Huma in front of her as if she was stunned. Lu Huan thought that Huma was too tall for the eldest lady to get on the horse, so he hurriedly beckoned a few sturdy servants and maids to help the eldest lady get on the horse. But when everyone flocked to her, the eldest lady still stood indifferently and did not say a word.

Zu Zhao watched as Zu Ji arranged the rest of the horses, walked back to his mount, and jumped on his horse with a sharp leap. Just as he was about to lead the team to set off, he saw that Lu Huan was still surrounded by seven or eight people, kicked the horse's belly and walked over, and asked in a solemn voice: "Steward Lu, what's the matter?"

Lu Huan looked embarrassed, looked at Zu Zhao, and then looked at the eldest lady who didn't know what to lose.

Zu Zhao narrowed his eyes and glanced at the girl. The original persistent expression on the girl's face suddenly disappeared, and she was replaced by a panicked look, and quickly lowered her head to avoid her gaze, and a trace of blush flashed on her delicate face. Zu Zhao asked quietly, "But what's the difficulty?" The

girl still lowered her head, gradually panting, and had nothing to say for a while.

Zu Zhao waited for a while, a little impatient in his heart, but he noticed that the girl didn't seem to be playing the "eldest lady's temper", so he tried to be patient. Just as he was about to ask again, the girl suddenly spoke: "Slave... No...... Riding a horse. The voice was as low as spider silk, as if a gust of wind could blow it away.

Zu Zhao raised his eyebrows, and vaguely guessed some inside information. Lu Huan on the side suddenly came over, and hurriedly bent over to make amends to Zu Zhao: "Don't blame the young man, don't blame the young man." The Changli border has always been unstable, and it is often harassed by Hu and Goguryeo. Three years ago, Mrs. Jia unfortunately died in a robbery by the Hu people, so the eldest lady has always hated the foreign race. Please forgive me.

Hearing this explanation, Zu Zhao was finally relieved, but he didn't expect a little girl to have such a knot. It seems that the other party is just shy by nature and not good at words, and can only express his heart with actions, so it is not too much to think about it. Nodding, he turned over and dismounted again, handed the reins to Lu Huan, and said, "I understand, so, let's ride my horse first."

Lu Huan was grateful, and hurriedly led the horse to the eldest lady, urging everyone to help her get on the horse.

More blush appeared on the eldest lady's little face, and at the moment of getting on the horse, something suddenly fell from her hand.

Zu Zhao happened to be arranging Huma's reins on one side, and at a glance he saw that the thing that the girl had fallen to the ground was a silver hairpin. Without thinking, he bent down and picked up the silver hairpin, and found that there was a trace of blood on the head of the hairpin that had dried up for a short time, and when he looked up at the girl again, he immediately found that a small piece of blood was oozing from the other party's left sleeve.

At the same time, the girl also looked over, her eyes were flustered and nervous, she didn't dare to face Zu Zhao but she had to find the silver hairpin. After a moment of urgency and anxiety, she muttered, "Still... Give it back to me..."

Zu Zhao never planned to keep this silver hairpin privately, he raised his hand and returned it without saying a word. Just when the girl recaptured the silver hairpin and protected her hands in her heart, he suddenly had a regretful realization: Could it be that she has been hiding the silver hairpin since she was captured, ready to find an opportunity to keep the festival to the death?

The girl didn't look away, there was lingering anxiety between her eyebrows.

Zu Zhao took a slow breath, and after thinking about it, he finally didn't say anything, turned around and rode on Huma, and beckoned the team to the road.