Han, the imperial capital Luoyang, the General's Mansion.

The General's Mansion, which is usually in a severe weather, is filled with a sense of solemnity of killing and sternness today, which makes passers-by subconsciously speed up their pace, as if it was not the residence of the general who was important in the dynasty but the nest of some unknown beast. This kind of depression reached its peak after General He Jin returned to the mansion with a gloomy face from the palace.

Bang ~

The warm jade scepter in his hand was thrown on the table like garbage by his master, making a crisp sound. He Jin's face, which was just solemn on his usual days, was full of depression and gloom as before the storm. The faint murderous aura made the maid who had served him for some time, so scared that her face turned pale, but she still moved her lotus steps and presented him with his favorite tea that she liked most in her usual days, but she spread all the way because of her trembling hands. Even on He Jin's official robe, there were more wet spots on him, which made the latter, who was already in a very bad mood, frowned fiercely.

The sudden solemn momentum in the room made the last trace of blood on the pretty maid's face instantly retreat, and her slim body lies directly on the ground, trembling like a silence in the snow and ice, but she didn't even dare to say a word of pleading, but she just lay down obediently, like a pig or dog waiting to be slaughtered.

"Forget it, forget it...go, go and get the punishment." He Jin sighed softly, his eyes that seemed to be bright forever were slightly tired, and he waved his hand to drive the maid who made the mistake out of the room. He looked a little uneasy, and what he heard and saw in the court kept replaying in his heart, making his face even more solemn and gloomy.

...The rebels captured Julu, Jizhou the day before yesterday. The prefect, the guard general was beheaded, his head was hung on the city wall and was blown by the sun and wind. Thousands of defenders were wiped out, and no one escaped...

...The rebels captured Guangzong of Jizhou yesterday, and the army that originally encircled and suppressed the rebels was defeated by its leader, with one or two remaining...

...The rebels captured Xiaquyang, Jizhou yesterday. At this time, in Jizhou, Julu, Guangzong and Xiaquyang cities were supported by each other. The rest of them were all...

...The rebels seemed to be divided into several stocks, one went north to Youzhou, and another three rebels from Nanyang, Yingchuan and Jizhou rushed straight to Luoyang...

...Trump...

"hateful!"

He shouted out in a low voice, as if a sharp energy was swaying from his body like thunder. The terrifying aura erupted in an instant, and the study room seemed to have turned into a battlefield. But the thunderous energy disappeared in an instant. Only the heavy breathing of General He Jin could be heard in the whole room, like a tiger about to burst into an injury, which made people feel terrified. But soon, the breathing sound also became silent. After a long silence, a calm voice as usual came from the room.

"Call the General Lu Zhi, Huangfu Song and others to come and discuss military affairs!"

The sound of words slowly fell. After He Jin, who was waiting at the door, whispered to his promise, he ran out. Soon, a clear neighing sound of the horse sounded...

.........

Youzhou and Zhuo County.

A huge yellow list article was posted in front of the city gate. The tall soldier stood aside with expressionless faces. This formation attracted the attention of many people. Soon, it was already surrounded by crowds. Those who knew the words in the crowd read out loudly.

"... Julu rebels will invade our Youzhou territory. There are many bandits but few soldiers. Therefore, we recruit volunteers from all over Youzhou to fight against the bandits..."

Amid the words, a young man standing outside the crowd kept flashing his eyes, and his face seemed to be thinking about something and frowned tightly. Even though he was wearing shabby clothes, he still had an extraordinary temperament on his face. He was seven feet and five inches long, with his ears hanging down his shoulders, his hands over his knees, and his eyes could look at his ears, his face was like jade and his lips were covered with grease. He could hear the content of the list reading loudly, and the young man felt gloomy and glancing on his face, and finally he sighed as if he had given up something. He was about to turn around and leave, but he heard a person behind him shouting loudly to him.

"Why do you sigh if a real man does not contribute to the country?"

The sound exploded in the young man's ears like thunder, which made him turn to look in surprise. A burly figure appeared in his sight. He saw that he was eight feet long, with a leopard eyes, a tiger's beard, and a sound like a huge thunder and a galloping horse. Seeing him turn around, the man asked again: "It is the time when a real man is repaying his strength for the country, why sigh!"

The young man smiled bitterly when he heard this, shook his head and sighed, "I am a relative of the Han Dynasty, and my family is here. My surname is Liu, my name is Bei, and my name is Xuande. Now I heard that the Yellow Turban is in chaos and has ambition to defeat the thieves and the people, but I hate it, so I sigh!"

While the two were talking, a man nine feet long on the official road of Zhuo County pushed a car and slowly moved towards Zhuo County. Although his face was like a heavy date, he did not feel any feminine. His lips were covered with grease, and he left a long beard that was two feet long, which was unforgettable. He slowly looked up at the city gate that had appeared in his sight in the distance, and the yellow list of people watching. His slender phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold and sharp light flashed through his pupils...

...........

In a house full of books, the young man with a somewhat naughty look at the old man with a white hair and beard sitting in front of him with impatient expressions. He asked directly with some rudeness: "Bridge Arch, what do you think?" His sharp eyebrows were clearly reflected between the old man's wise eyes, making his eyes very complicated. After a while, he said dryly: "Son, a capable minister in governing the world, a hero in troubled times... a hero!"

The young man was overjoyed and thanked him. Outside the mansion, another tall young man stood beside two war horses. Seeing his companion walk out of the house with joy, a smile appeared on his majestic face, and handed the reins in his hand to his companion. The low voice subconsciously had a hint of innate sense of arrogance, "Meng De, why are you so happy? What did the old man Qiao Xuan say to you?"

He took the reins handed over by his companion, and a heroic smile appeared on his stubborn face. He jumped up and got on the horse. He laughed and ran away: "It's nothing, he said he could be the general of the Western Expedition..."

"Hmph, if you want to do it, you will be the three-month position!" Perhaps it was aroused by the words of your companions, and the tall young man also caught up and shouted to him loudly.

"Hahaha, then, Yuan Shao, would you like to bet with a certain person?"
Chapter completed!