Three Kingdoms

  Chapter 824 The Wind on the Prairie (1)

   Prairie.

  As the saying goes, the sea is all water, and the grasslands are all grass. There is nothing wrong with this sentence.

People who have never been to the grassland in person really cannot imagine the vastness of the grassland. Although the mountains of the Yinshan Mountain can be seen faintly in the sky, when they are on a blanket of green grass that seems to be a whole piece, that This kind of joy is really beyond words. Especially now is the season when the grass grows and the hawks fly. When the delicate and tender grass touches the soles of the feet, it makes people feel a kind of joy full of hope.

  But for these Xianbei tribes in Yinshan, there is no joyful feeling of spring coming, only indescribable fear and the trembling cold from the bones.

Several Xianbei men clung to the horse's neck as much as possible to reduce the resistance of the wind. From time to time, they looked back nervously. The horse was dripping with sweat, and its hooves were soaring. Yang's old Gao, hula la rushed across the meadow...

In the distance, there are more than a dozen tents, a pen of cattle and sheep, and some half-grown boys are gathering together outside this small tribal settlement to play. They say they are playing, but in fact they don’t have the usual hustle and bustle. As far as they are concerned, they are not aware of the crisis they are facing now, but the faces of the adults are not good, so the fighting and wrestling games that they usually like to play are not very motivated, but they just don’t want to get too close to the tent. The loud noise annoyed the adults, so they got together and dug out the ant holes with sticks and grass roots.

   "It's back! Abba and the others are back!"

  A sharp-eyed boy saw a horse galloping over the meadow, and then recognized his father, jumped up cheeringly, and ran to the tent area in the direction of the horse.

   "I'm back! Oh oh, I'm back!" A group of boys also cheered, running and jumping. For them, their father is the bravest person in the world, there is no difficulty to fall, and no wind and snow can block their footsteps, as if as long as their father is around, the pillars of the tent will never collapse.

   "Abba!"

The boy who rushed to the front just smiled and jumped to meet his father, but he was pushed aside by his father, suddenly couldn't stand, staggered and fell to the ground, only to find his father's face was livid, and his eyebrows and eyes were pale. There was an expression he had never seen before, so frightened that he couldn't help kicking his legs on the ground, trying to stand up, but found that his legs were a little weak...

   "...Awuerchi, how are you doing?"

   "Abbe..."

  The middle-aged Xianbei man Awuerchi, who was leading, grabbed the old man's robe, and said with a panicked expression, "...the big household and the left general...are all defeated! Defeated! Now the Han people are marching north! Along the way..."

  Awuerchi showed a look of fear on his face, bean-sized beads of sweat emerged from his forehead, and shivered: "...all have been breached...and...Battelle is dead..."

   "What?!" The old man hurriedly grabbed Awuerchi's arm, took a few quick breaths, and said, "...don't worry, speak slowly, speak slowly, what's the matter?"

Awuerchi calmed down, took a breath for a while, wiped the sweat from his head, and said: "Our right and left generals were defeated by some Han people in the south, and even Battelle died in battle. Yes! The Han people are holding up flags of three colors, and there are monsters and giants whose bodies are so hard that even the sharpest knives and arrows can’t hurt them! Battle died in front of those giants... The monsters of the Han people are more powerful than ours. The horses are all tall and big, and they spray white mist. It is said that they are fed with flesh and blood and grow up. They are extremely ferocious. Our horses have seen the monsters of the Han people. In the north, it is said that they are almost at Heyin, and all the tribes on the way are...all...all..."

   As Awuerchi spoke, he couldn't help but swayed. Although he didn't say what the tribes along the way were, his expression said everything.

   "...and this..." Awuerchi took out a piece of sheepskin from his arms with a sullen face, with some patterns drawn on it, and said, "This was sent to us by the people of General Zuo..."

The old man hastily took it over, and pointed at the little man on the horse with the pattern of sheepskin with his old and withered fingers. The inner shadows all cover the face.

"Thirty more people..." The old man closed his eyes and murmured, "...It's spring now, the cattle and sheep need to find a good pasture to put on their winter fat, and the horses are ready to start breeding... Thirty more people, even my old bones are not enough, should half-grown children also be allowed to join the battle..."

   "Awuerchi, was this troop dispatch order issued to you by General Zuo?" The old man opened his eyes, staring at Awuerchi and asked.

  Awuerchi shook his head and said, "I don't know him. The entire tribe of General Zuo is in a mess... Just come here. A tribe has given a troop order... What should we do?"

"This... This troop dispatch order, besides you, who else has seen it?" The old man tightly held General Zuo's troop dispatch order, as if he could squeeze water out of this small piece of sheepskin, and got it After Awuerchi answered negatively, he pondered for a while before looking around, and then said: "...Awuerchi, come with me..." After speaking, he turned around and entered the tent behind him.

Awuerchi didn't know why, so he followed the old man into the tent, but saw the old man standing in front of the small bonfire in the middle of the tent, motionless, the flickering flames reflected the old man's old face, and the darkness between the wrinkles on his face seemed to dripping out.

   After a moment of silence, the old man suddenly raised the troop dispatching order to the bonfire, and then let go...

   "Abo!" Awuerchi called out in surprise.

The old man said in a deep voice, his voice was hoarse, as if there were countless exhaustions and wind and rain hidden in it: "...our tribe is too small...too small...too small to bear another loss...Awuerchi... This is not a troop transfer order, this is a relocation order! This is a relocation order! General Zuo ordered us...to move to the northwest, to preserve the tribe..."

Awuer made a sound, then fell silent, and suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, since this is the case, we have to act faster, don't wait until the Han people come up... let's clean up, tomorrow... no, Go today!"

   "Yes! I'm leaving today!" The old man looked at Aurchi and nodded, "Go and tell everyone, we're leaving today..."

  Awuerchi turned around and left the tent, the light from outside the tent came in, and was immediately blocked by the door curtain, and the inside of the tent fell into shadow again...

"...General Zuo, it's not me... Alas... Anyway, my tribe is so small, it's not too much to lose thirty men... General Zuo, I'm sorry... My grandson is just fourteen years old, I really... really don't want to Let him go to the battlefield like this... Your great kindness and virtue, I will repay you as a cow and a horse in the next life..."

  The old man knelt down facing the northeast direction, kowtowed to the ground, and muttered, but his voice became lower and lower...

   Liu Bei: "I'm here to find Mr. Zhuge."

   Child: "Is it registered?"

   Liu Bei: "Ah? No."

   Xiao Tong: "Then you register here now..."

   Liu Bei registered and then went back. Two days later, he came for the second time.

   Liu Bei: "I have a registration."

   Xiaotong: "I know. But you didn't make an appointment, and the husband is not here. Come back next time."

   Liu Bei had no choice but to make an appointment again, and visited the thatched cottage three times after a few days.

   Liu Bei: "I've registered and made an appointment! Is Mr. Zhuge here?"

   Xiao Tong: "Is there a number for you? Sir is very busy, you need to get a number first..."

   Liu Bei went to get the number, and saw it said "Please wait patiently, there are XX people in front of you"

   Liu Bei wait

wait

Wait

   The little boy finally came out...

   Xiaotong: "Okay, today's business hours are up, we are going to close..."

  (end of this chapter)