Lu Bu: My wife comes from two thousand years later

The weather is very gloomy today, with a fine drizzle in the sky, adding a bit of coolness to this autumn day.

In the wounded camp, the wails of pain were getting quieter and quieter, but Zhang Yan's mood was getting heavier and heavier. There were nearly 30,000 wounded, and more than 2,000 of them had died on the way back to Taihang from Jinyang. In the past few days, bodies were carried out every day, and with every person carried out, the morale in his camp would drop by one point.

He finally realized that the officers and soldiers could have ended the war quickly, but they chose to waste time with them. She wanted to wear down the morale of his entire army and achieve victory without fighting.

He originally thought that it was Jizhou officers and soldiers who captured Shangai, but when he returned here he found out that there were also Bingzhou troops in Shangai County.

Zhang Yan probably had an idea of ​​how many soldiers and horses were in Taiyuan. He never expected that the woman would be so bold that she would dare to send half of her 4,000 soldiers to capture Shangai. And he himself, with 80,000 soldiers, couldn't even capture a city with only 2,000 defenders?

This battle completely crushed all the pride in Zhang Yan's heart. At this moment, he had to admit that he really could not defeat that woman.

She had long anticipated that he would send troops to Jinyang, and had made all the plans early on to cut off his arms and cut off his retreat.

The wounded wailed in agony, the soldiers' dejected eyes filled his ears. Even if he returned to Taihang, what good would it do? His soldiers had lost all their fighting spirit. A single charge from the enemy would scatter them. Right now, his soldiers didn't want to fight at all; they just wanted to go home.

Standing at the entrance of the patient camp, Zhang Yan looked up at the sky. The drizzle fell into his bloodshot eyes and then seeped out from the corners of his eyes in an instant.

He also wants to go home!

"General, Mrs. Zhang Mo, the wife of the governor of Bingzhou, has sent a letter inviting you to meet her outside the camp!" Wang Dang walked over and handed over a piece of cardboard written on it.

Zhang Yan blinked and took the beautifully crafted post. The royal blue cover was printed with golden floating cloud carvings all around, and a line of elegant words was written on the white space in the middle: Zhang Pingnantaiqi.

To be honest, this was the first time Zhang Yan had received an invitation in his life, and it was an invitation written on hard paper that he had never seen before. Zhang Yan opened the invitation with some anticipation, but saw only a line of nonsense written inside: Please come out of the camp tomorrow to see me, Zhang Pingnan.

Women are troublesome. Wang Dang has already said this, why do you still need to post it? You are just bored.

"What does she want to do?" Although Zhang Yan's tone was impatient, the depressed mood of these days was relieved a lot at this moment. Although this woman was bored, her attitude was okay. At least she respected him, the leader of the Black Mountain bandits.

"She said she just wanted to talk to you and didn't want to cause any more killings."

Zhang Yan snorted coldly, "Hasn't she caused enough bloodshed? In just one battle, she killed nearly 40,000 of my soldiers and destroyed the fighting spirit of my entire army of 80,000. She almost wiped out all the wealth I had accumulated over the years in just one battle."

Wang Dang's face was not good either, but he patiently advised, "We have no other way out now. Let's go and listen to what she has to say first."

"What else can I say? It's nothing more than asking me to lead the people to surrender to her. If I, Zhang Yan, wanted to surrender to the government, why would I have to wait until today?"

"So what if we don't surrender? If we retreat to headquarters, she will definitely chase us. Not to mention whether we can retreat successfully, even if we can, Shang Ai is controlled by the Bingzhou Army. Every time we go out, they will attack us. This is not a big deal. Sooner or later, we will have to negotiate."

Zhang Yan waved her hand impatiently. "Okay, okay, I'll go meet her tomorrow. If her demands are too extreme, I'll fight to the end, even if it means my death."

Zhang Yan said this, but he didn't think so in his heart. Seeing that the other party sent such a formal invitation, he thought that they wanted to coexist peacefully with him in Heishan. The government took the initiative to invite him and he took the initiative to make peace. Although the results might be the same, the meanings were completely different. This was considered to be giving him a way out. At least it showed that he, Zhang Yan, was not forced to make peace because he was beaten to a desperate situation.

Zhang Yan carefully put the letter into his arms. This was the proof that the government had made peace with him first, so he had to keep it well.

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The next morning, the sky was still overcast, and yesterday's drizzle turned into thin rain lines. Zhang Mo, holding an umbrella, came to the middle of the two army camps under the protection of Hua Xiong.

Zhang Yan originally wanted to bring troops with him, but when he saw that she only brought one guard, he only brought Wang Dang to the appointment.

In the rain and fog, Zhang Yan walked closer and looked at the woman in front of him who had beaten him so badly. In addition to surprise, there was more amazement in his eyes.

He thought that a woman who could go to the battlefield must be big and strong, and even if she was not big and strong, at least her skin would not be good. However, this woman was unusually beautiful. Even though she was wearing men's clothes and had her hair tied in a bun, it still couldn't hide her stunning face.

Zhang Yan tilted her head slightly, her eyes falling on her side. The few strands of hair wet by the rain stuck to her fair cheeks, ears and neck, making her look even more charming and elegant.

He took a few steps forward and turned his gaze to her eyes. Her eyes were very clean and clear, like a clear spring. The way she looked at people was very kind and sincere, which could easily make people fall in love with her.

During the years that Zhang Feiyan was a thief, he had slept with at least eighty women, including some from wealthy families, but none of them had the temperament of her. She was beautiful yet so beautiful that people couldn't bear to desecrate her!

Zhang Mo was also sizing up Zhang Yan, and she was the first to speak. "I didn't expect the rumored Black Mountain bandit leader to actually look like a scholar. It's quite different from what I imagined."

Zhang Yan smiled and said, "I wonder what kind of appearance Zhang Feiyan has in your mind, Madam?"

Zhang Mo glanced at Hua Xiong and said, "At least it should look like this."

Hua Xiong folded his arms, straightened his strong body, and glanced at Zhang Yan's thin figure with a little contempt.

Zhang Yan didn't care about Hua Xiong's look and laughed heartily, "My nickname is Feiyan because I'm nimble and light as a swallow. If I were as clumsy as him, how could I be as nimble as him?"

"Heavy?" Hua Xiong glared at him. "I'm strong, okay? Unlike you, you're as skinny as a chicken!"

Zhang Mo laughed and said, "General Zhang is right. I am too narrow-minded. Bandit leaders are not necessarily strong men. The general can command millions of bandits in Taihang. He must have some extraordinary qualities."

She looked at the increasingly heavy rain and invited him, "It's tiring to stand and talk like this, and it's very cold. I wonder if General Zhang would dare to come back to the camp with me? I'll make a pot of tea and we can drink it and chat."

"Madam is a straightforward person!" Zhang Yan cupped her hands, "Please!"

"General Zhang is indeed very courageous!" Zhang Mo leaned slightly to the side, "Please!"

Zhang Yan was about to head towards the Bingzhou Army camp when Wang Dang tugged at his clothes from behind and whispered, "General, don't take any risks. If she doesn't do you any good..."

"Don't worry, if she really wants to harm me, she can just send her troops to attack. She can wipe us out in less than an hour." Zhang Yan paused for a moment. "Besides, her eyes are very clear and she won't lie."

Wang Dang complained inwardly, "The more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie. Boss, you're obsessed with sex!"

However, he knew that since Zhang Yan had said that she would go to the military camp with her, she would not go back on her word. Going back on her word was not Zhang Yan's style. Wang Dang could only pray that this woman was trustworthy and would not kill the boss.