Fall In Love with the Technology Tree

    The home of the shepherdess is in a yurt outside the southern city wall. This place was originally set aside to build a farm, but because the number of slaves that came with the tribe exceeded expectations, and the slave owners were unwilling to fight for brick houses for these people, Chishan could only allocate this land. place them.

    The shepherdess carried the medicine bag and got into the low yurt, the cow dung was burning inside, and the curtain was tightly closed, which was considered warm. Sitting by the fire was a woman with shriveled skin. Her hand full of cracks grabbed a handful of shelled corn and threw it into the thin milk tea with no visible oil flowers. This was dinner.

    The shepherdess was very happy, she leaned on the clay pot and took a deep breath. "It's so fragrant, Eminem," she said in Dong Qiang.

    Old Eminem folded his hands together and looked quite pious: "Today is the Chinese New Year's Day, and the kind Cha'e gave salt and tea."

    "It's the beginning of winter, and the festival is still early." A man's voice suddenly sounded, and the word "Lidong" was still in Chinese. It turned out that in this humble yurt, there was even a wolfskin blanket that could not be owned by slaves at first sight, and a man with bandages all over his body sat cross-legged on the wolfskin.

    A swaddling was placed on his lap, and the little hands of two infants stretched out from the swaddling, waving babble.

    The shepherdess came up and scratched the baby's little palm, in exchange for a "giggling" smile.

    The smell of rust all over the man seemed to dissipate a lot. Today, he washed his hair and tied a square bun, which is common in the Han nationality, adding a bit of elegance. Only the scars on his body are still shocking.

    "Liwinter?" The shepherdess learned his pronunciation.

      Winter has begun."

    "Beginning of winter, beginning of winter." The shepherdess imitated the man and danced with joy.

    Even the little baby who had just learned to speak joined in the fun, muttering "Nitto". The humble tent was filled with a warm atmosphere for a while.

    A Sheng listened for a while outside, then waved to Zhuge Liang and walked away. Zhuge Liang was still a little unwilling, but he could only trot to keep up. The fully-armed black-clothed guards cast their warning eyes away, and the few herdsmen who accidentally went out and ran into this kind of battle didn't even dare to let out the air.

    After walking far enough, Zhuge Liang asked, "Does this mean Cao Zi is not a spy?"

    A Sheng kept walking through the tall city gate: "It's hard to say. But people are so happy, why do you and I have to be such villains. And our movement can't be hidden from those who practice martial arts... He If you are wise, you should come and see me in two days."

    Zhuge Liang made a "cut" and commented: "It was Cao Zi who saw the baby's heart softened."

    A Sheng smiled, noncommittal, only raised his hand and brushed Zhuge Liang's unruly hair.

      It was the man who was hiding in the Shepherdess' place to recover from his injuries. He was wearing a bandage and holding a baby in his arms. He was really embarrassed.

    But the face is really handsome, and the height is more than 185, with a gibbous waist.

    "I didn't expect the famous Liaodong Lord to be a woman." He said that guests who had tea would not be seated.

    A Sheng was at the top, knocking on the edge of the table with a book: "It doesn't matter whether you want to get it or not, it is important to figure it out."

    The man pursed his lips: "I am superior in force, and I think that fighting alone will not be weaker than the four generals of Tongliao. You give me a horse, and I can serve you. As long as—" He After speaking, he stopped and looked down at the little baby in his arms.

    The child seemed to sense something and was about to cry when he opened his mouth.

    The man hurriedly shook his arm, rocking him again.

    A Sheng couldn't help smiling and asked, "Is the child's name Gongsun Ji or Gongsun Chun?"

    The man was frightened and almost jumped up and shouted: "You... are you really as omniscient as the herdsmen say?"

    "As a mortal, I do know a lot." Ah Sheng looks like a lazy lion sitting behind several cases, and his ordinary tone makes the hair stand on end , "For example, your name is Zhao Yun, and Changshan is a real person. For example, you belonged to Gongsun Zan's white horse righteous servant. On the day Gongsun Zan went to Yijing, you took his young son to break through the siege alone, and were chased and killed by Yuan Shao's army all the way, and finally disappeared. On the vast grassland."

    The young man glared at her as if looking at a beast.

      Ji or Gongsun Chun?"

    The scene was silent for a while, only the white mist on the tea soup rose, but it didn't attract anyone's attention.

    "It seems that Yun and step-son have long been rabbits in the eyes of eagles." The young man sighed, "Whoever makes a big deal is not careful, you will keep him safe, right?"

    "He has to make his own way." A Sheng's voice was three-pointed indifference and two-pointed cold, "On my territory, I don't have the privilege to use Gongsun Zan's name to make a fortune. If it doesn't work, just follow his 'sister' to herd the sheep."

    She said so, but Zhao Yun was relieved. The loyal and righteous man who had been fleeing for several months showed a wry smile and said hoarsely: "I think it's wrong. With the wealth and population of the Liaodong Lord, I don't want to draw anything from an orphan."

    "For me, you are more valuable than this child." Ah Sheng went straight to the point, interrupting Zhao Yun's nostalgia for the old master, "I just said that you want to serve me, it is sincere ?"

    Zhao Yun handed the baby to the maid who came up to hold the child, and worshipped her: "When the First Lord retreated to Yijing, I couldn't persuade him, and when Yuan Shao was besieging the city, I couldn't break it, and the eldest son died of the Xiongnu. I can't save you when you are in my hands. If you don't despise my free force, please let me call you my lord and give me a chance to be ashamed."

    In this time and space, Liu Bei died early, and Zhao Yun failed to switch jobs in time to find Boss Liu. When Gongsun Zan was surrounded by Yuan Shao, Zhao Yun was not allowed to leave Gongsun Zan. As of now, it's completely out of the way.

    A Sheng had no feelings for the famous Zhao Zilong in his last life, but he met a real person in this life, but his initial favorability was very high. Not as godlike as Romance boasted, but fleeing alone with a baby, boldness and prudence, tenacity and loyalty are nothing to say.

    Because of this goodwill, Ah Sheng chose a good white horse for Zhao Yun, and incorporated him into Twenty-Seven's direct troops as a general. This troop has always been entrusted with important tasks, either guarding Cao Sheng or taking the lead as the vanguard, and there are not many opportunities to stand out.

    The snow falls one after another, and in the blink of an eye it is the twelfth lunar month.

    Asheng went to Tongliao and Raole along the Dongmu line, and inspected the Dongmu points along the way. When he returned to Chishan City, the time was approaching the end of the year.

    Zhao Yun's injuries were completely healed, and he brought a white wolf skin to her for New Year's greetings. "It's a meaning to know that the lord does not lack this thing."

    "You hunted the white wolf in the pine forest north of the Red Mountain?"

    Zhao Yun scratched his face.

    "It seems to be great." Ah Sheng smiled.

    Zhao Yun also laughed: "I haven't thanked the lord for the redemption of the mother and daughter of Aba. The conservatory in the city is good, and the new clothes of the step-son are also good. The Twenty Generals have allowed me for so long. It's fake, I know that the lord is caring for me." Ah Baa was the name of the shepherdess who took in Zhao Yun before.

    After chatting with each other for a while, they heard hurried footsteps, but Zhuge Liang trotted to the door. Seeing Zhao Yun there, he only hesitated for two seconds before throwing his boots into the house.

    "Cao Zi, the front line is urgent, Yuan Shao has captured Hanoi County, Shangqiu, Chaoge, and Shanyang have all fallen, and Hedong County has lost contact. It was barely able to stop the attack." Xiao Liang humbly took off his fur hat and gloves, grabbed the water glass on the table, and gulped it down.

    A Sheng frowned: "Drink slowly, cold water hurts the stomach."

    "Stop!" A Liang scolded with his hands on his hips, "Yuan Shao was blinded by lard, and Wuhuan was not enough, he even bought Chang'an's Dong Zhuo as a helper, Chang'an was in chaos for several years, Which of the surviving warlords is not a cannibal. Does he think that the two million people in Jizhou and Sizhou are not enough?! Is such a person worthy of being a master?!"

    Zhao Yun was also stunned by Yuan Da Gongzi's sassy operation, and even said several words "He is killing himself", "Is Yuan Shao already weak to this point".

    Liang Aliang was really angry, a civilized man who never spit out dirty words, uttered a few Xianbei foul language, and then sat down on his knees in front of Asheng, aggrieved Said: "Cao Zi, let's send troops. Take his nest."

    A Sheng is as motionless as a mountain: "I'll read the Dibao first."

    Zhuge Liang came to the front office after hearing the news, faster than the official report, but not much faster. After a while, Zhao Qi, Qin Liu and Twen Qi entered the house with Di Bao and letters. The three giants of the South Island Department gathered together, and even Qin Liu, who had been active outside, went to Chishan.

    Zhao Yun felt a little uneasy when he saw this. He was just a new general who came to pay New Year's greetings, but it seemed that he was inexplicably involved in the secret meeting of Cao Sheng's confidants. Zhao Yun is also a smart person, he got up and said goodbye after he figured out the situation.

    Asheng did not keep him, turned his head and said to Zhuge Liang: "You send General Zilong on my behalf." This is to expel the young.

    Zhuge Liang stomped his feet: "I wish I could grow older."

    A Sheng and the three giants divided their labor, and moved quickly according to the Di Bao. In less than three minutes, the blue strip marking the Yellow River was filled with flags of various colors, and the tacit understanding was amazing. .

    "The blue is the eldest brother's army, the red is Yuan Shao, the yellow is the Xiliang army, the gray is the Southern Xiongnu who took advantage of the fire, and the purple is the Wuhuan." After thinking about it, a small black flag was planted at the junction of Jizhou and Youzhou, "Heishan Army, they have a grudge against Yuan Shao. They once helped Gongsun Zan fight against Yuan Shao, but they may not be our friendly army."

    Zhao Qi first walked around the sand table for half a circle, and then sighed: "Hedong can't keep it. It's hard to get a little popular, and I don't know what it will look like when I get it back."

    The Xiliang army came out of Chang'an, and the first scourge was Hedong County. The money and food that was robbed was second, and the ones who were distressed were the medical officers and food officers of the Nandao Department. I just wanted them to be smart enough to escape with the people. But my own people know that, I am afraid that it is indispensable to defend Hedong.

    "I was careless." Zhao Qi's voice was particularly gloomy in the candlelight, "I thought he would go to Qingzhou Plain County, or directly attack Juancheng, but he chose Congsi in the end. Li South. Yes, Chaoge, Luoyang, Chang'an, Fengqiu, which is not the place where Wang Xing of the previous dynasty was, it was Yuan that he liked. I should have expected that the officials and people of Hedong would retreat back to Xuxian..."

    Qin Liu patted Zhao Qi on the shoulder. Twenty-seven also coughed lightly: "The boat is done, what matters is what happens next. It is only a two-day journey from Hanoi to cross the river to Xuxian. Yuan Shao can be regarded as hitting our vital point this time, and his advisers are not all scumbags."

    A Sheng stared at the sand table, casting a shadow between his eyebrows.

    "Master, are you ready to fight?"

    A Sheng shook his head slowly, this movement seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. "If you can't block Yuan Shao to the north of the river, Cao Cao won't be able to sit in the world, and you won't be able to convince you. That's the destiny."

    This was the first time Ah Sheng addressed his brother by his first name and surname, and the three of them jumped in unison.

    A Sheng raised his jaw slightly, his black eyes staring at Twenty-seven: "You still have experienced too little war - crushing a small tribe is not a war. When the military conference arrives tomorrow, you can see You know, neither Xu Rong nor Duan Gong can say the words 'send troops to save Xu County', far water can't save near fire, this is not a strategically achievable goal."

    Twenty Seven gritted his teeth: "Of course I know that this is strategically impossible. But as long as we attack Jizhou, Yuan Shao must return to help."

    "Will Wei to save Zhao just besiege Wei to save Zhao? Setting up an ambush on the way back to the aid, annihilating the opponent's living forces in one fell swoop is the ultimate goal. Otherwise, we are just exposing the strength of Liaodong to Yuan Shao, and it will be impossible to make a sneak attack in the future. already."

    A Sheng slammed his fist on the table, knocking down a few small red flags in the sand table.

    "Destroying an army of one million, is it so simple to say it? Now we have to wait! We will have enough time until the southern front is fully engaged. If we can't completely kill Yuan Shao, we will lose Hedong. So what, if you lose Xu County in Weihai, even if you are bullied to the ancestral grave, you have to pretend to be a grandson if you should pretend to be a grandson."

    On the arm-thick candle, the flame danced uneasily, causing the figure to flicker on the floor.

    Finally, Twenty-Seven said with difficulty: "I listen to the lord."

    "I also listen to the lord." Zhao Qi also calmed down, found a teapot to fill himself with cold water, then wiped his mouth and said with self-deprecating: "I don't know how to fight, that's not what I should worry about. Yes. All I can say is that those beasts of the Xiliang Army should not fall into my hands."

    Qin Liu didn't speak just now, but when he spoke, his painting style was different from that of the two good brothers. "My lord's decision is correct. If it is agreed that the southern line will belong to Dalang and the northern line will belong to the lord, then it's up to you. Dalang retreats before the battle, which is inherently strange. We rashly intervened, but it ruined his plan. And— Qin Liu smiled, "If Dalang can really defeat Yuan Shao's army of millions, we have to recognize him too, don't we?"

    Zhao Qi became irritable when he heard the words, and poured himself a sip of cold water: "In the end, it's the lord who is worried about Xu County before."

      The earth, and you who follow me can end in a good life. Whether it is status, power, wars, demonstrations, peace talks, or even assassinations, breaking with relatives, or surrendering benefits, they are all just means to achieve goals. , not the goal itself. So... it's just a tool... nothing can't be compromised..."

    Zhao Qi was silent, then poured out the remaining water in the teapot. "I knew it was impossible to live a happy life to do good deeds for the ages." His eyes were red and he muttered softly, his body swaying as if he was about to fall.

    Twenty Seven supported Zhao Qi's back in time.

    They have supported each other for almost forty years. From childhood to the end of adulthood. The temples were dyed white hair, and there were fine lines at the end of the eyes. The next may be the last expedition, but the people who lead them are still standing firm.

    "Then it's good." Twenty-seven raised his hand and swore, "As long as Dalang defeats Yuan Shao's army of one million and keeps Xuxian, the people of the Feiyingqi family will not treat him. Say no to the emperor."

    The deepest hidden independent faction in the South Island Department finally let go.