Liu Hong cursed loudly, and the suffocating dragon power gushed out from his sick body. The rolling murderous intent was like a staring sea, pressing everyone present to the point of suffocating their breath. "Those damned aristocratic families control the localities, the central government, and the government. I dismissed a few, put a few in jail, and replaced them with loyal eunuchs and blood relatives to take back the rights that originally belonged to me, and they got angry? They used this as a condition to threaten me? Then, is this world theirs, or mine?!" "Your Majesty, please calm down! Your Majesty, please calm down!" Two eunuchs with feminine faces hurried to comfort the emperor. "I have a plan. Aren't they unwilling to spend money to suppress the bandits? Fine! Then we won't send troops to suppress the bandits!" Zhang Rang made the suggestion with a sinister look on his face. "The family of Prime Minister Yuan Wei is in Runan, the family of Henan Yin Sima Fang is in Hanoi, and the families of these ministers are all within the range of the Yellow Turban Army. Their hometowns are also threatened by the Yellow Turban Army. It would be better for Your Majesty to only send troops to attack the chief culprit Zhang Jue and some war generals who are threatening Luoyang, and ignore the rest of the war generals and let them attack these noble families." "This... is not good. If word gets out that I, the great emperor of the Han Dynasty, can't even protect the families of my subjects, how shameful it would be." Emperor Liu Hong of Han hesitated for a moment and said: "My quarrel with the minister is our own business, but it would be too much to condone the Yellow Turbans to kill entire families." "It's not over yet, Your Majesty."
Zhang Rang demonstrated his amazing wisdom. "At the same time, Your Majesty, please issue an imperial decree to temporarily delegate the right to recruit soldiers, allowing these noble families to recruit their own troops, build their own troops, purchase weapons and armor, and fight against the Yellow Turbans all over the mountains and plains. You are not going to pay Your Majesty to suppress the bandits, are you? Fine! Then you can pay for it yourself, arm your own servants and suppress the bandits! If you don't pay, your family will be destroyed by the Yellow Turbans. At that time, even if they were wiped out by the Yellow Turbans, Your Majesty can say that it was their own problem. I have given you armor and weapons, but you still haven't defeated the Yellow Turban Army, so you are a loser. Moreover, in my opinion, once these aristocratic families who monopolize Confucianism are given the right to recruit soldiers and equip them with armor, ordinary Yellow Turbans will have no chance of defeating them. This is like driving a tiger to devour a wolf. " "Your suggestion is good, but the power of these noble families is overwhelming, and it is giving me a headache now. If they have more soldiers in their hands, what should I do?" Liu Hong frowned, feeling that his eunuch father's suggestion was problematic. "Your Majesty, the right to recruit soldiers is only temporary. Once the Yellow Turban Army is defeated, Your Majesty can take back the right to recruit soldiers. The heads of the Runan Yuan family and the Hongnong Yang family are all officials in Luoyang and hostages in Luoyang. Do they dare not hand over the troops they have privately raised? Do they dare to rebel openly? Moreover, we do not only allow aristocratic families to recruit soldiers. Rich merchants and poor families can also recruit soldiers. They were all born in poverty. When the time comes, Your Majesty can use military merit as an excuse to directly promote these people to be your confidants and bring them to the court to compete with the aristocratic families that are at their peak. Then, won’t the soldiers they recruit still be Your Majesty’s soldiers?" "Good! Father is really smart." Liu Hong's eyes lit up and he immediately adopted Zhang Rang's suggestion, asking him to draft an imperial edict immediately, allowing the powerful families in various places to recruit their own soldiers to resist the Yellow Turban Uprising in various places. Yes, I am only 28 years old this year. Can't I live until the end of the Yellow Turban Rebellion? Can't I survive those old men?
Chapter 700: White Horse Army ( monthly tickets plus more!) Liu Zhuang could only roughly guess about the turmoil in the Han Empire. He only remembered that the Yellow Turban Rebellion broke out in February, but he didn't know the exact date. At this moment, he could only wait quietly. On the first day of February, he successfully mastered [Aiming Shooting] and [Counter Shooting], and was promoted to a third-level hunter. There were still fourteen days before he went south to Mayi to marry Lu Bu and Tuoba Yun. At this moment, there was some commotion in the village because the weather was warming up and the snowfield had turned into grassland again. The nomadic monsters and demons outside the Great Wall had opened their eyes again after dormant for a whole winter. The fifty cavalrymen who were in training even found some hoof prints and food residues left by Xianbei scouts on the grassland. The Han Dynasty used the lunar calendar, not today's Gregorian calendar. The first day of the Lunar New Year was around February of the Gregorian calendar or even later. The first day of the second lunar month? This is already early spring in March according to the Gregorian calendar. In the midst of chaos and anxiety, Liu Zhuang finally received the news he had been waiting for at the White Horse Pavilion on February 5: the Yellow Turban Rebellion had broken out, and from the Taihang Mountains to the seven counties of Jingxiang, the entire empire was in chaos. The farmers of the White Horse Pavilion were shocked when they saw the news from Yanmen: Is this the surprise the pavilion chief had mentioned? A riot that swept the entire empire? Another day passed, and the Han emperor's edict also reached the border of Bingzhou: All the court's money is now spent on the central army. The Han emperor must concentrate its forces to wipe out the bandit leader Zhang Jue in Jizhou. As for the rest of the places, well - I will "temporarily" delegate the power to recruit soldiers to you. Armor, bows and crossbows will not be banned. You can do whatever you want. When the Yellow Turban Rebellion is over, those who have made meritorious services in suppressing the bandits will be rewarded!
If you have the ability to gather a few hundred people to fight the enemy, the emperor will appoint you as a garrison commander or a military officer; if you have the ability to gather a thousand people to kill the enemy, the emperor will directly appoint you as a colonel or a military commander of a separate department! The Sima of the Separate Department is at the same level as the captains of each battalion, but is not under the control of the central government of the Han Dynasty. He is almost like the commander of an independent regiment. For a moment, the people of Baima Pavilion widened their eyes in surprise, and several elders were stunned at the information sent by Beidi Camp: Huh? Anyone can recruit soldiers and buy armor? Can the position of Sima of the other department be delegated randomly? I've lived my life and seen all kinds of scenes. But I've never seen a scene like this before. So now, are we a legitimate Han army? The captain made so many preparations for today? Is he a god? How could he even predict this? ? ? "Brothers and sisters! The future I promised you has arrived!" Liu Zhuang immediately gathered more than 900 people together, looked at everyone's excited faces, drew his sword, and gave them pre-battle encouragement. "An unprecedented rebellion has swept the entire empire. The current emperor allows everyone to kill the rebels and serve the country, and has promised generous rewards. Support the Han Dynasty, now! Make achievements, now!!!" These peasants who were abandoned by the Han Dynasty were not very interested in supporting the Han Dynasty, but they were very interested in building achievements and getting rich. They excitedly hit their shields with their swords and smashed the ground with their spear handles to build up their morale. The entire army let out a deafening war roar like an overwhelming sea! The last time, they fled as refugees from Dingxiang to Mayi, suffering humiliation. And this time, these people will return to the territory of the Han Empire as saviors. Liu Zhuang issued orders in an orderly manner. First of all, he changed the name of these people from the militia of Baima Pavilion to the Baima Battalion. From today on, we are also the regular army of the Han Dynasty. Afterwards, everyone began the demolition. They took away everything that could be taken away from Baima Pavilion, and burned everything that could not be taken away. More than 2,000 sheep were too many, so only a few were left behind and the rest were killed and made into dried meat, sweaters, and leather for easy storage. The houses were demolished and made into wooden carts. The more than 100 existing oxen or cattle in the three villages pulled the more than 100 existing ox carts, carrying all the belongings of more than 900 people, and prepared to leave Baima Pavilion in a mighty manner. The local Dingxiang people had suffered from the chaos for a long time and the reason they did not want to leave was simply because they were afraid that the court would not give them enough compensation and they would not be able to survive in the new place. But now, it doesn’t matter whether the court gives compensation or not. We believe that the captain will definitely give it. "Brothers and sisters, we are not leaving our homeland. So far, the four things I promised you, freedom, land, victory, and future, have all been fulfilled. And now, I swear to you again - sooner or later, we will be able to hold high the banner of the Han Dynasty and return to our hometown. Not only Dingxiang, but also Wuyuan and Shuofang can be recovered one by one, and the feat of sealing the wolf's lair will be completed again!" Liu Zhuang looked at the expressions of some elderly people who were reluctant to leave their homeland, and knew that people were still a little reluctant to leave their hometown, so he took out a hundred five-zhu copper coins from his pocket. "Now, I will throw these copper coins into the sky. If all the 100 copper coins land on the ground with the reverse side blank, it means that those Yellow Turban believers are talking nonsense! Heaven still favors the Han Dynasty and all of us! Heaven will definitely let us go south to find a new home, and in our lifetime, we will return to Dingxiang as a royal army! Recapture Wuyuan and drink water from the north again!" "Liu Zhuang, this is a bit too risky. If you throw a positive one, it is likely to shake the morale of the army." Zhang Ji was a little worried, but Liu Zhuang gave him a confident smile. The crowd was silent, staring at the coins in Liu Zhuang's hand. He prayed devoutly, then suddenly threw a hundred coins into the sky. The coins were scattered all over the ground like flowers from heaven. Everyone's eyes moved downward nervously, looking at the front and back of the coins. Back, back, back... and back again! A hundred coins, all with blank backs! The crowd was stunned for a moment, then burst into thunderous cheers. The last doubts were completely dispelled. All 100 copper coins were really reversed! What's there to be afraid of? God blesses the big man, God blesses the head of the pavilion! God blesses all of us! Liu Zhuang looked at the cheering crowd and ordered his men to fetch a hundred nails, nail all the hundred copper coins into the ground, cover them with mud, and mark them. One day, everyone would return to the White Horse Pavilion and take them out. Looking at the crowd who were full of confidence and no longer had any doubts, Liu Zhuang revealed an imperceptible smile - these copper coins could only have the reverse side without words thrown out. In order to smooth out the "Wu Zhu" mark on the obverse of these 100 copper coins, he had made both the front and back sides the reverse side. His hands were swollen from grinding in the past few days. People in the Han Dynasty were generally superstitious, and as long as they were used well, they could boost everyone's morale. The author says: Author's words: 700 monthly votes for additional chapters~800 monthly votes for additional chapters! The wedding plot is coming soon~ Chapter 32: I Want to Improve So Much The entire Baima Pavilion began to be demolished, and the elderly and children were preparing to move south. In Mayi, Lu Bu and Tuoba Yun were also cursing because of the Yellow Turban Rebellion. Today is February 6th, and they are going to get married in nine days. And the Yellow Turban Rebellion broke out now? Are they deliberately making things difficult for me?! Before the people in Bingzhou could react, a detachment of the Yellow Turban Army quickly assembled and began to attack the capital of Yanmen County: Yinguan. The people in the city gathered to respond, and joined forces with the Yellow Turbans outside the city. Yanmen Governor Guo Yu was extremely anxious. Although he barely repelled the first wave of attacks, his own troops also suffered heavy losses. He could only urgently order all nearby Han troops to come to Yinguan to support and quell the rebellion.
Seeing that the heart of Yanmen County and its supreme ruler were attacked by the Yellow Turbans, Ding Yuan, the commander of the Northern Di army, directly cancelled everyone's vacation and asked everyone to return to work. The entire Northern Di camp, together with a large number of garrisons in Mayi, marched rapidly towards Yinguan to provide assistance. The two most important people on vacation were Lu Bu, a village chief who had taken a wedding leave, and Tuoba Yun, the Xianbei leader who had also taken a wedding leave. "In the Han Dynasty etiquette, marriage and funerals are the most important matters. Please go back and report to the captain. I will order all the troops of the Tuoba tribe to set out with him. After the wedding on February 15th, I will return to the team immediately." Tuoba Yun dressed herself up beautifully with red brocade silk and exquisite gold and silver jewelry, and politely rejected Ding Yuan's order. "You can fight, but you have to wait until I get married to Liu Zhuang. The date has been set, the invitations have been sent out, and you want me to go to war before I get married? Are you kidding me?" Ding Yuan thought that the other party was right this time, and it would not be a good idea to force him not to get married. Well, since you have sent all the cavalry from the Tuoba tribe, it is fine if you are missing. I will not force it. By the way, let the messenger run another trip and give the other party a hundred strings of cash for good luck. I don't have time to attend your wedding, so I will give you the gift first. I wish you two will live together forever. Come here as soon as you get married. On the other hand, Lu Bu had other ideas. "Brother, I know the wedding is important, but, but, this is a once-in-a-century opportunity!" Lu Bu excitedly tugged at his brother's sleeve, his beautiful blood-red eyes sparkling with little stars. "I have worked diligently in the Beidi Camp for eight years, and this year is already the ninth year! In these nine years, there has never been any major war on the border of the empire. There have always been some minor frictions, and it has always been the military marquis who led us in the battles. As a result, no matter how much I do, how well I fight, how beautifully I fight, and how dazzling my achievements are, only that damn military marquis can see it! No one appreciates it at all! It must be like this, otherwise why am I still a small village chief after nine years? Can't I make any more progress? Nine years! Brother, do you know how I have been living these nine years? But this time is different! The scale of the Yellow Turban Rebellion is unprecedented! Ding Yuan, the Northern Di commander, personally led the entire battalion to participate in the war! And he went to rescue the governor of Yanmen! I can finally show myself in front of bigwigs like the Beidi Captain and the Yanmen Governor! These bigwigs can also see my unparalleled bravery on the battlefield! An unknown person or a name that goes down in history? Normal people would choose the latter! Maybe this is my chance to rise to the top in one step! Big brother, I will never let this opportunity slip through my fingers! There are still seven days before the wedding, so it's still in time. I promise you, as long as we finish this battle, I will come back and get married immediately!" Lu Ze looked at his sister, her long black hair half-hiding her unruly and beautiful face. Her scarlet eyes were burning with the fire of ambition that was so strong that it could burn everything. "Brother~ I really want to improve." Seeing that Lu Ze didn't respond for a long time, Lu Bu pretended to be a good sister and acted coquettishly towards Lu Ze, who was two heads shorter than him. "Okay, okay, I'll explain to Liuzhuang. Be careful and remember to write home to let them know you're safe." Lu Ze was also helpless. What the hell could I say? My sister is really... she won't listen no matter what I say. I can't beat her. What can I do but kick her out of the house? Just let her go. I'll apologize to Liu Zhuang on behalf of my sister. The wedding will probably be postponed. Seeing Lu Bu happily returning to the team with armor on, Lu Ze reluctantly wrote a letter to Liu Zhuang, explaining that the wedding might be postponed. He thought about it carefully and still felt that it was inappropriate. No, he had to go to the door in person to apologize, which would be considered sincere. What if the other party got angry and simply married Tuoba Yun and ignored his sister? On February 6, Lu Ze personally brought his servants, rode on Xianbei fast horses, and traveled 50 kilometers in one day and one night. He went to Baima Pavilion in person to apologize to Liu Zhuang and report the news. On February 7, the entire Beidi camp set out to rush to Yinguan for support. On February 8, Lu Ze breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that Liu Zhuang was willing to postpone the wedding and was not angry. Seeing that Liu Zhuang was about to take the entire Baima Pavilion south, he simply waited for them to pack up and leave together. On February 9, Lu Ze returned to Mayi with the entire White Horse Camp. When he got home, he widened his eyes in shock: he saw huge yellow flags covering the sky and the rebel army all over the mountains and plains, densely covering the suburbs of Mayi. A Yellow Turban Army of a thousand men took advantage of the fact that all members of the Beidi Camp had set out and the Mayi garrison was empty, and directly surrounded the Mayi County city tightly. However, they obviously had no means of siege, and were deadlocked with the remaining defenders in Mayi on both sides of the city wall. Lü Ze sucked in a breath of cold air and quickly reacted: Beidiying seemed to be calculated. Although Mayi was not the seat of Yanmen County, it was one of the outermost strongholds of Yanmen County, where Beidiying was stationed. There were a lot of weapons and armor stored in the city. If these things were taken by these refugees wearing linen and holding hoes, the consequences would be disastrous! Now these rebels are still at the level of refugees. If they were allowed to get their weapons and armor, it would be troublesome! The group carefully circled Mayi and found that the Yellow Turban Army, composed of thousands of refugees and slaves, had surrounded the four city gates of Mayi, making it impossible for them to enter the city and they had no idea what the situation was like inside the city. "The eldest lady also followed the Beidi Camp. The family was not prepared at all. Fortunately, we left the city on the 6th to apologize to Liu Zhuang. If everyone had stayed in the city and waited for the Yellow Turban bandits to break into the city, everyone in the Lu family would have died without a burial place!" A servant of the Lu family said tremblingly.
Lu Ze was in a state of panic, but after hearing the servant's words, he cast a hopeful look towards Liu Zhuang - doesn't our brother-in-law still have more than 500 privately recruited militiamen? Liu Zhuang ordered more than 500 militiamen and more than 400 villagers to hide in a forest. He himself went alone to scout the enemy situation with his extraordinary perception. The scale of these Yellow Turban Army was not small. There were 800 to 1,000 people camping at the four gates in the southeast, northwest, northeast and southwest, and they surrounded Mayi tightly. However, only one-third of them were young and strong men, and the remaining two-thirds were the elderly, the weak, women and children who were used to strengthen their morale. Their combat effectiveness was questionable. This was a militia team of about 1,000 people, compared with more than 2,000 family members who came with their families. Even the weapons they used were farm tools such as hoes. Their combat effectiveness was not terrible. What's even more interesting is that the sentries of the four camps were all set up on that side of the city wall, surrounding Mayi tightly, while the back and the two wings were completely undefended. They seemed to be sure that no one could come to rescue Mayi, and their backs were extremely empty. Liu Zhuang felt embarrassed when he saw this. Even if the other party was so enthusiastic, he had to poke him a few times no matter how high or low he was. After completing the reconnaissance, Liu Zhuang immediately returned to the woods and began to deploy a night attack plan. The group waited until midnight, when most of the Yellow Turban soldiers had fallen asleep and his horses had recovered their energy. Then he immediately led his troops to attack - nine hundred people charging into a camp of eight hundred. The advantage is on my side! In this kind of night battle, it doesn't matter how many people you can kill. What's important is to crush the enemy's will, improve your own morale, and bring all the people in your hands into Mayi! As long as you can get the armor and baggage of Mayi County before the Yellow Turban Army, you will really have the capital to play the game of the world! The author says: Author's words: Ten thousand new chapters will be available the day after tomorrow~ Some plots that everyone loves to see cannot appear in the free chapters, those who understand will understand, yeah. Chapter 33: Supporting the Han Dynasty The stars were sparse at night, and the birds were flying south. In the Yellow Turbans' northern camp, most people had gone to bed. Only a small number of sentries were staring at the north gate of Mayi, guarding against possible breakouts and night attacks by the Han army. Suddenly, a series of low roars came from afar, the sound was like thunder and war drums, gradually tearing apart the tranquility of the night. The terrifying sound came from far away, getting louder and louder, like the surging Yellow River, or the galloping of thousands of troops, making the ground tremble slightly. The sentinels were confused and found that the sound did not come from the Mayi city gate, but from their defenseless... behind? ! The Northern Di Camp has already fallen into the trap and gone to rescue Yinguan? Spring is not the season for nomads to wreak havoc, how could there still be cavalry nearby? ? ? "The Han Beidi Camp is here! Support the Han Dynasty! Kill the traitors!!!" With thunderous roars, countless bright torches burst into flames in the darkness, reflecting the tall bodies of the Xianbei horses and the sharp cold light of the cavalry's long spears. Liu Zhuang rode his Xianbei horse to the front. The sixty cavalrymen were like a sharp knife, fiercely stabbing into the Yellow Turban's northern camp! At the tip of the spear were Liu Zhuang, Zhang Ji, Lu Ze, and Dugu Yan. In an instant, countless tents were knocked over by the galloping horses, and the soldiers sleeping inside rolled all over the ground; countless soldiers were trampled by horses' hooves and pierced by long spears before they could even open their sleepy eyes; and a large number of cavalry simply threw torches into the entire camp, causing flames and smoke to spread wantonly in the camp! "Quick! Form a defensive formation! The Thunder Warriors have taught you how to fight against cavalry!" In the chaos, ten Yellow Turban soldiers passed through the flames and smoke, barely forming a spear phalanx and trying to make a last-ditch effort. Liu Zhuang, Zhang Ji, Dugu Yan and Lu Zewei, four horse archers, all drew their bows and drew their arrows. When the cavalry rushed in front of them, they had already thrown more than 20 feather arrows, killing six people, injuring twelve, and making the entire spear phalanx shaky. These new Yellow Turban soldiers who had just stepped onto the battlefield felt the trembling ground beneath their feet and the warm blood on their faces; they listened to the deafening war roars of the "Northern Di Camp" and the whistling of arrows tearing through the night sky; they smelled the nauseatingly thick smell of blood in the air; they looked at their comrades who had been shot, their own clothes splattered with blood, and the terrifying cavalrymen who were two or three meters tall, coming in the darkness and fire, with their lances reflecting the cold light of death under the flames and the light of the stars and the moon! At this moment, even the bravest recruits felt what fear was. Zhang Ji fired rapidly, continuously shooting a rain of arrows that covered the sky; Dugu Yan's eyes flashed a pink demon light, which also made a Yellow Turban soldier's eyes flash pink demon light. He immediately fell into the charm of Slaanesh, accompanied by a creepy scream, holding two axes and killing friendly soldiers wantonly, causing panic. Lu Ze also picked up the long spear that he had put down for a long time, and launched a charge together with Liu Zhuang, piercing the chests of two Yellow Turban soldiers with one spear! The horse under his crotch knocked the third and fourth Yellow Turban soldiers into the sky with a crushing force! The four of them, as the spearhead of the entire cavalry, directly smashed the Yellow Turban Army's spear wall with one charge, allowing the remaining cavalry to gallop freely in the North Camp. The Yellow Turban Army, which had finally gathered together, screamed, trembled, and cried, and scattered in a hurry, escaping from the cavalry's front. At this point, the entire camp fell into chaos and panic. The screams of the soldiers, the neighing of horses, and the collision of weapons intertwined to form a mournful and terrifying melody. Although there were as many as eighty or nine hundred people in the North Camp and Liu Zhuang had only sixty cavalrymen, it was pitch dark and the Yellow Turban Army had no idea how many enemies there were, and they could not get effective command and coordination. Their squad combat capability was not even as good as Bu Liugu's troops - at least they were able to reorganize instantly after being attacked at night. At this moment, five hundred infantrymen also protected their families and ox carts and charged into the camp in a mighty manner. A hundred archers drew their bows and shot arrows into the sky, quickly creating black clouds that blocked the sun. The whistling sound of arrows tearing through the night sky was deafening. One after another, deadly feather arrows fell from the sky like raindrops, and burst into scarlet blood fireworks on the heads, shoulders, and feet of the Yellow Turban Army. The infantrymen who followed closely behind advanced in the chaotic army according to their long-trained formations. At the forefront were the most combat-effective Baima Yitun. The first row of soldiers' swords and shields, the second row of soldiers' long halberds, the third row of soldiers' infantry spears, the fourth row of soldiers' battle spears, could attack the first row of soldiers of the enemy at the same time. Together with the feather arrows thrown by the fifth row of soldiers, the front row of the Yellow Turban Army was effectively fighting five enemies at once! They were not soldiers or horses, but ordinary farmers. In the darkness and panic, they were lucky to be able to fight one of them. They were beaten back step by step by the coordinated militia and suffered heavy casualties. If Liu Zhuang's cavalry was a sharp and swift knife that easily pierced through the Yellow Turbans' northern camp, then these infantrymen were a slow but heavy hammer that smashed the Yellow Turbans' northern camp into pieces starting from the buttocks! The scattered Yellow Turban Army was first torn apart by the cavalry, and then crushed head-on by the infantry like a steamroller. They didn't know how many enemies there were, but they could only find that the entire camp was on fire, smell the extremely strong smell of blood, and watch the terrifying shadows of cavalry and feather arrows constantly passing by their eyes. As a result, their morale collapsed and they obeyed the most primitive desire in their hearts: to survive and run! A few minutes later, Liu Zhuang, covered in blood, had led sixty cavalrymen to kill their way through the northern camp and arrived at the city of Mayi. "Open the door! I'm Lu Ze! I'm back with reinforcements!"
Lu Ze held up the torch, letting the flame illuminate his face. Several of the defenders did know this famous merchant from Mayi County, but where did Lu Ze get the reinforcements? Did you join the Yellow Turbans? Are you here to trick me into opening the door? Where did these cavalrymen come from? But at this moment, a soldier guarding the city recognized Liu Zhuang. In the darkness, his four pupils shining with golden light were too obvious - wasn't that the boss's husband? "Open the door! These are the Baima Pavilion soldiers from Liuzhuang! Alas, I can't explain it to you clearly for the time being, but anyway, he is Tuoba Yun's husband! They are indeed reinforcements!!!" A few horses ignored the opposition and quickly opened the city gate. One of the horses turned around and went to inform Tuoba Yun who stayed behind in Mayi.